Chapter 1501

I've been staying in this shabby hotel for a day. I haven't done anything except boring TV programs. Meng youruo has had enough. He thinks Jiang Wuchen must have been intentional.

Jiang Wuchen did not respond positively, but wrapped himself in a sleeping bag and went to sleep.

Meng youruo's anger doesn't go anywhere, and the evil side in her heart appears. She has an impulse to kill Jiang Wuchen. If it wasn't for the alliance and the plan to kill demons, she's afraid she would really do it.

That night, she was unable to settle her Qi. Jiang Wuchen's symmetrical snoring made her feel very angry. She didn't gradually enter the state until the second half of the night.

The next day, the weather was sunny and the sun was shining. There was no haze here. It was a rare good weather. As a result, Jiang Wuchen repeated yesterday's behavior.

Meng youruo continued to endure.

After three days, Jiang Wuchen was watching TV in his room every day except eating, drinking and Lasa. Meng youruo finally broke out, "Jiang Wuchen, what are you going to do! At least tell me, we have at least a common task now!"

Jiang Wuchen said, "I don't want to say anything I'm not sure. You'll tell the alliance later. I'll be blamed for lying."

"You..." Meng youruo's small face turned green and said; "Well, I can't tell the league. You have to let me know what to do next?"

"Wait." Jiang Wuchen said.

"Wait for what?"

"Dragon King temple fair." Jiang Wuchen said.

Dragon King temple fair? Meng youruo heard for the first time, "what are you doing waiting for the temple fair?"

"Find someone," said Jiang Wuchen.

"Can you finish talking at once? What are you looking for and doing? I'm tired of you!" Meng youruo said angrily.

Jiang Wuchen shook his head helplessly and said, "you can go."

"You..." Meng youruo said.

"It is said that there is a strange man in the Dragon King's tomb. He only appears at the temple fair every year. He sets up a stall at the temple fair to calculate divination. He knows the legend of the Dragon King's tomb best. I let him calculate whether the Dragon Palace is here or not." Jiang Wuchen said.

"I think... You seem to be joking. How can the Dragon Palace be on land? Shouldn't it be in the water?"

Jiang Wuchen said, "who have you heard that the Dragon Palace must be in the water? It may also be on land."

"Well, when does the temple fair start?"

Jiang Wuchen said, "soon, today is Christmas. It's probably the day after tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. The temple fair will last until new year's day."

These contents are just fabricated by Jiang Wuchen. The temple fair is true, but the so-called strange people don't exist at all. The reason for this is also to confuse the public. The purpose is to hide the alliance behind Meng youruo or kindness and justice.

In addition, he has some selfishness, that is to spend more time in the same room with Meng youruo.

He knew that Meng youruo might be bored in this way. Boredom was also an emotional catharsis. Her hatred and resentment towards Jiang Wuchen and Jiang Wuchen's hope were all vented.

The day of the temple fair finally came. There were obviously more people on the street of longwangfen. Most of the people who didn't come here to participate in the temple fair were people from nearby fishing villages, and there were few foreign tourists. The hostel where Jiang Wuchen was located was not full. The female boss scolded because of poor business.

You can cultivate a habit in seven days. Meng youruo has only five days here, but she seems to have some habits. She doesn't complain or dislike Jiang Wuchen. Not disgusting doesn't mean she likes it. There is still a gap of eighteen thousand miles.

They came out of the hostel and went to the temple fair along the direction of the crowd. The temple fair was similar to the large fair in the countryside. With the Dragon King Temple as the core, they radiated around, including all kinds of stalls, vendors and villagers going to the fair.

Jiang Wuchen and Meng youruo are particularly prominent here because of their good looks. They turn around and walk in front of the Dragon King temple.

The Dragon King temple has been maintained these days and is proud to open today.

This is a small temple. There is a towering tree in the courtyard. Next to it is the Dragon King ancestral hall. In the ancestral hall, the green faced and fanged Dragon King is worshipped. The mud fetal dragon looks at the front in a sitting position, wearing a yellow robe and golden eyes, as if overlooking all living beings.

There is a incense burner in front of me. The high incense in it is too dense to be inserted.

There are several people in robes. These people are neither monks nor Taoists nor nondescript. They can only be called staff. They are busy collecting money and selling incense.

Others came to ask Jiang Wuchen and Meng youruo to burn the so-called marriage incense, but Jiang Wuchen ignored it.

He quietly put his hand into the heaven and earth bag, let Xiao Hei probe out, and the soul force said, "do you know the Dragon King?"

Xiao Hei glanced and disdained Leng hum. "When the Dragon King was king in the Dragon Palace, the little green dragon didn't know where the egg was. It may be the descendant of the green dragon. Unexpectedly, he dared to call it the Dragon King in vain."

Jiang Wuchen then stuffed him into the heaven and earth bag. Meng youruo didn't pay attention to his subtle movements.

Meng youruo looked around and found that behind the gate of the temple, there was a stall for divination, which said that the descendants of the Dragon King had a broken iron mouth and a thousand gold divination.

The old man is like a man of virtue.

"Is he the one you're talking about?" Meng youruo whispered.

But at temple fairs, big or small, there are always fortune tellers who set up stalls. Jiang Wuchen said, "you can go and ask the truth."

When they came to the booth, the old man saw the two people and immediately knew it well. He smiled, "boundless Heavenly Master, the old Taoist priest is the first."

Jishou is a Taoist etiquette. The old Taoist pretends and has a correct posture.

Jiang Wuchen smiled and said, "talk to your husband." then he sat on the pony across the street.

The old man moved another Mazar from the side and motioned Meng youruo to sit. Meng youruo shook his head and just stood next to him.

"What does the young man ask?"

"Ask one thing." Jiang Wuchen said.

"Well," said the old man.

"Sir, are you really descended from the Dragon King?"

The old man nodded, "if it's fake, change it!"

"I have a little doubt. I'm not here to find fault. Please make it clear. In order to apologize, I'll give you money first." Jiang Wuchen said, taking out a roll of money and putting it on the stall.

The old man grabbed the bowl next to him, covered the roll of banknotes, opened it again, and the banknotes disappeared. The old man smiled deeply and looked unfathomable.

Meng youruo nearby was surprised that he couldn't see the old man's technique. It's fast enough.

"There is a legend about the Dragon King in the Dragon King tomb. Have you heard of it?"

Legend of the Dragon King?

The old man raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "there are no legends, only history."

Jiang Wuchen smiled and said, "please talk about history, about the history of the Dragon King tomb."

"Just listen to this?" the old man looked at Jiang Wuchen strangely. Don't young couples come here for marriage? After careful observation, he concluded that the two people had not reached the level of lovers. The woman's face was quiet and cold. When looking at the man's eyes, he always questioned and examined. This is not what lovers should have.