Chapter 23 Don't pull my sleeves

There is a river outside the capital of Mo Kingdom. This river is called Yangui River. It is said that in spring every year, geese fly back from the south and settle near Yangui River.

Not far from the Yangui River, there is a village called Yangui Village. People in the village have been nurtured and raised by Yangui River for generations.

Su Wanwan and Shen Yunjing were riding in a carriage and got off when they were three miles away from Yangui Village.

Chen Yunjing looked at Su Wanwan in confusion.

However, Su Wanwan reached out to tidy up the scarf on his head, smiled at Chen Yunjing and said, "We are Taoist priests in the martial arts world. It's so strange that we're going into the village in a carriage. It's better to walk in, it seems a bit more professional."

Chen Yunjing looked at her silently, then looked up at Yangui Village in front of him.

This place is located in the outskirts of the capital of Mo Kingdom, and is the outermost periphery of the deployment of defensive forces in the capital of Mo Kingdom. Ten miles ahead, there is an army stationed here.

Su Wanwan…what did she come here to do?

Chen Yunjing made up his mind and followed Su Wanwan calmly.

However, after Su Wanwan got off the carriage, she walked straight towards the old man who was farming in the fields at the entrance of the village.

"This old man, let me ask you for something." Su Wanwan reached out and stroked the fake beard on his chin and said to the old man with a smile.

The old man who was farming stood up, looked at Su Wanwan, then reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said, "What's the matter, you said."

"I dare to ask how to get to the Dragon King Temple in your village?" Su Wanwan asked with a blink of an eye.

"Dragon King Temple?" The old man was stunned for a moment, then asked Su Wanwan: "Are you talking about the new Dragon King Temple or the old Dragon King Temple?"

"Why, there are two Dragon King Temples in your village?" Su Wanwan was stunned for a moment. Her matchmaker's assessment manual did not say whether her job was to go to the New Dragon King Temple or the Old Dragon King Temple.

"Hi..." The old man sighed and said to Su Wanwan: "It's because of the Widow Liu at the east end of the village that he said every day that the Dragon King worshipped in the Old Dragon King Temple was his husband, and he wiped the Dragon King statue and put on clothes for the Dragon King statue. This seriously affected the worship of the villagers. Everyone had no choice but to raise money and build a new Dragon King Temple."

"Oh..." Su Wanwan turned her round eyes and said to the old man: "We want to ask how to get to the old Dragon King Temple."

"It's right there." The old man pointed to a short distance in front of him and said helplessly: "Beside the Yangui River, you can see it after walking forward for about one stick of incense."

"Okay, thank you, uncle." Su Wanwan smiled and thanked the old man, then grabbed Chen Yunjing's sleeve and walked forward.

Chen Yunjing looked down at Su Wanwan's hand holding her sleeve, moved her arms gently, pulled her sleeve out of her hand and said, "Don't pull my sleeve."

"What's wrong?" Su Wanwan turned around and looked at Chen Yunjing's sleeves that were wrinkled by her. She smiled embarrassedly and said, "Did you wrinkle your sleeves?"

"No." Chen Yunjing was silent for a moment, and finally said to Su Wanwan helplessly: "I just think that as a woman, you should keep a certain distance from a man."

Su Wanwan was stunned for a moment, looked at Chen Yunjing with a serious look, and subconsciously asked, "How old are you?"
Chapter completed!