I am building a fairy garden on earth

Chapter 113 Encounter on the way home (ask for first order, ask for monthly pass)
On the official road...

With a grass in his mouth and a whip in his hand, Kong Qing drove the horse in front of the carriage, acting as a groom...

Glancing at the car from the corner of the eye, he saw that the Governor was engrossed in his reading, and he didn't dare to disturb him, nor did he dare to drive too fast, for fear that some bumps on the road would disturb the Governor's interest...

Jiang Jin received the task, and has already brought all the supervisors of the West Factory back to Beijing on a fast horse...

He began to investigate the whereabouts of Xie Honghua of the Chongxu sect, as well as some private matters that the governor had previously explained.

And the governor also made it clear that there is no rush...

So he took the initiative to ask Ying to become a groom, and took the official path.

It was alright at first, but as time went by, he was so frightened on the road that he was afraid of disturbing the governor, and there was no one to talk to, so he could only play with grass in his mouth because he was bored...

It can be regarded as understanding why that guy Jiang Jin didn't compete to be a groom this time...

Suddenly...

His eyes were slightly fixed as if he had discovered something, and his lazy body sat upright...

Looking up, I saw people on the official road in the distance, as if some kind of market and temple fair was being held.

After the chariots and horses got closer, they discovered that there was a newly-built Dragon King Temple not far from the official road, and there was indeed a temple fair on the official road...

The Dragon King Temple is not big, and the Dragon King placed in the center of the main hall looks like a male clay sculpture with first-born antlers and a long beard. Chicken, duck, fish, fruit and cakes are placed on the altar table.

Although the Dragon King Temple is small, there is only one temple that sells incense, but there are many people who come to worship and pray, and the incense is strong.

Moreover, most of the people who come and go are the villagers nearby, who set up stalls to sell vegetables, sell bamboo baskets and sell bamboo baskets on the way, and gradually form a small temple fair.

Seeing this, Kong Qing frowned slightly, pulled the parking horse, spit out the grass roots in his mouth, jumped off the carriage and walked over...

Randomly grabbed an old vegetable seller on the official road and asked, "Brother, what are you guys doing here?"

"Didn't you see it?"

The old farmer rolled his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but seeing that he was thick and thick, and his face was still bluffing, he pouted at the way of the Dragon King Temple, and said angrily: "Worship the Dragon King and pray, what are you talking about?" Lie?"

"no……"

Kong Qing pointed to the Qingshi official road under his feet, and said: "I mean, this official road is driven by chariots and horses, and you are selling vegetables here to make a living, aren't you blocking other people's roads?"

"You're the real one..."

Not far away, a gray-haired old man interjected when he heard the words, poked the bluestone official road under his feet with a cane in his hand, and said angrily: "This official road was not built by your family? It's too wide..."

"It's just..."

The old farmer also echoed and said: "Isn't the thing built by the government just for use?
Besides, when people offer sacrifices to the Dragon King, let's sell some fresh vegetables and leave when they are sold out. What's wrong with using this official way? "

"I'm in a hurry..."

Kong Qing himself was from the bottom class, and he didn't want to get rough with them, so he pointed to the carriage not far away and said, "Why don't you... please move your body and make way for me to let my carriage and horses pass by. How about coming back to set up a stall?"

"Ugh…"

The old farmer was full of impatience and said: "You are really a young man. All the folks in the village are here to sacrifice to the Dragon King. Why are you making trouble?"

The old man on crutches also pointed to the side path with a beard and staring eyes, and said, "Isn't there a path over there? Why don't you just take a detour, you must be stubborn here?"

"..."

Most of the people who can come to the Dragon King Temple to offer sacrifices are from nearby villages, so why would you want to move because of him alone?
They all stood up and accused Kong Qing of being ignorant...

They were talking about things like 'young man, don't run into the Dragon King here', 'you can get around it', 'your master is more precious than the Dragon King', etc...

"..."

Kong Qing's cheeks twitched, seeing the faces of all the young and old making fun of him, wishing to reveal their identities, each of them smacked his mouth.

However, when he thought of the governor's kindness to the people, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart...

Looking back, he saw that the governor had already got out of the carriage, and was looking at this side with his brows furrowed...

"Troublemaker!!"

He glared at the old man viciously...

Then he ran back to the carriage and said, "Supervisor, there are unscrupulous people occupying the road to make a living, why don't you drive them away?"

"It's okay..."

Xu Boqing waved his hand, looked away from the Miao Zhu, saw Kong Qing's anger was suppressed, and said with a smile: "Are you angry?"

"gas…"

Kong Qing said in a low voice: "Troublemakers, really trolls, it doesn't make sense to reason with them with a humble job, and it's a waste of sarcasm."

"Hehehehe..."

Seeing this, Xu Boqing smiled, then the corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he used the sound transmission method to tell him a few words...

Kong Qing's face changed when he heard the words, and he stared at the temple blessings selling incense in the Dragon King Temple...

Immediately, he retracted his gaze and nodded. After walking into the path, seeing that no one was paying attention, he used his lightness kung fu to go to Siyang City not far away...

Seeing him walking away, Xu Boqing also looked at the incense seller in the Dragon King Temple with gloomy eyes...

Feeling the cars and horses stop, and seeing the temple fair not far away, he just wanted to see which dragon king's statue was enshrined in the Dragon King Temple...

I didn't think about it, I didn't see which family the Dragon King looked like, but I saw an interesting temple wish...

In his eyes, behind the old Miaozhu, there was also the appearance of a large mouse with a sharp beak, long beard, and gray hair!
妖…

A Rat Demon!
A rat demon turned into a human being, and became a priest of the Dragon King Temple to start a business of selling incense, and he still has incense power entangled in his body, how weird it looks...

He frowned slightly thinking...

When Jiang Jin recounted the current situation in the capital, he mentioned that there have been more mysterious cases in the capital recently.

Not only the frequency of losing chickens and sheep is higher than before, but there are also those who lose children, some people sleepwalk out in the middle of the night, and there are also girls with yellow flowers who are defiled in their dreams...

In addition, he has been out of Beijing for half a year, and the frequency of encountering monsters is indeed too high, so I can't help but think about it...

Is it because the country is about to perish and evildoers are everywhere?

Or is it because the 'Water and Land Ceremony' that Emperor Yonghe insisted on holding has attracted countless evil spirits?

Or, a little bit of both! ?

Xu Boqing came back to his senses, sighed and shook his head, then walked into the temple fair and the Dragon King Temple as if nothing had happened.

Using the Celestial Eye to take a closer look, I discovered that when people entered the temple to worship the Dragon King, the incense and prayer power wafted out like strands of incense, which seemed to be wrapped around the statue of the Dragon King, but in fact it was transferred to the temple in an inexplicable way. …

Swapping?graft?
On the other side of the temple fair, a young man with a handsome face and a folding fan was looking at the Dragon King Temple with great interest...

And beside him was a hunched old man with a mustache and a housekeeper's uniform.

These two people are the Dragon Crown Prince Ao Xing and the Turtle Prime Minister Wu Qin who were kicked out of the house by Ao Lan to "practice in the world".

Ao Xing stayed in the Dragon Palace for hundreds of years without going out, and he found it interesting to see the fireworks in the world after arriving in Daliang, so he and Prime Minister Gui came to play together.

Although he is a little socially afraid, he doesn't like to communicate with people, and he doesn't like to join in crowded places.

But after accidentally hearing about the Dragon King Temple Fair, as the son of the Dragon King, he couldn't bear to come and take a look curiously, wanting to see if the Dragon King worshiped by mortals was his mother...

As a result, I was disappointed...

Ao Xing waved the folding fan in his hand, and asked in a teasing tone: "Wu Qin, what kind of dragon king are these mortals worshiping?"

"This……"

Wu Qin responded with a embarrassed expression: "Forgive me for my shallow knowledge, and I didn't see which Dragon King this is."

Ao Xing laughed teasingly: "Even if it's not my mother, I can understand my uncles and uncles, but what they worship... what is it..."

"My lord doesn't know something..."

Wu Qin stroked his mustache, and said with a proud smile: "How can this mere mortal, who has lived for dozens of years, have seen a real dragon and dragon face?"

"That's also..."

Ao Xing was slightly taken aback when he saw the temple wish, as if he had discovered something interesting, he turned his body and said softly: "Wu Qin, look at the temple wish, count his heels, he seems to have a demonic aura... "

"Ok?"

Wu Qin was surprised when he heard the words, and then stared at the temple with narrow eyes, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, he didn't know what he was trying to figure out, and after a while, he suddenly realized and nodded...

Covering his voice with his hands, he said softly: "My lord, that temple wisher is a rat who has attained the Tao, although he is not young, but the Tao is not deep, and he is wrapped in incense and vows.

If I didn't expect it, the dragon king worshiped by mortals seems to be a fake, it has been cast with a spell, and the power of incense and fire should be secretly eaten by this mouse spirit..."

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Ao Xing was very interested and said: "There is no dragon king in the Dragon King Temple, but there is a mouse spirit who steals the power of incense and fire, which is a bit interesting..."

After all, he was slightly taken aback, and saw a figure in a moon-white gown from the back in the Dragon King Temple...

It was his first time entering the world, but for some reason, when he saw that person's back, he felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if there was some kind of cause and effect between this person and himself...

That feeling is very strange...

He frowned slightly and asked, "Wu Qin, did you see that young man in the moon-white gown?"

"what?"

Hearing this, Wu Qin glanced at the Dragon King Temple, and nodded when he saw that there was indeed a young man in a moon-white gown, and replied: "I see, that man is not bad, young master, do you know him?"

"It's my first time in the WTO, where did I meet..."

Ao Xing rolled his eyes and said, "Follow him."

"..."

Wu Qin nodded, staring at the man's back pinching his fingers with a slight gaze, but pinching and pinching, his eyes became a little more bewildered...

He frowned in surprise, and pinched his hands together as if he didn't believe in evil...

But then his body trembled as if struck by lightning, his eyes turned white, his feet staggered, and two bloodstains sprang from his nose, soaking his two mustaches red...

"Wu Qin, Wu Qin..."

Ao Xing saw that his body straightened up, his eyes turned white and he was about to fall to the ground, he was also startled, and hurried over to support him...

"what's wrong with you?"

"..."

Wu Qin blinked, seemed to have regained some sanity, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood under his nose, and said with a dull expression: "Young master, I...I...I didn't figure it out, and I lost 300 years of life..."

"????"

(End of this chapter)