Raising the coffin to make a fortune [travel]

It only takes more than half a day to drive from the imperial capital to Seoul, but the geography and humanities are quite different. Looking along the road, there are still many well-preserved ancient architectural complexes. This place used to be very rich in the land of China. A prosperous metropolis, but with the process of industrialization and several major population migrations, it has become desolate and desolate, without the prosperity of the past.

Wan Belle looked at the information provided by Master Yu, but was still a little uncertain about the exact location of Yu's ancestral house, so he parked the car on the side of the road and honked his horn to stop a passerby.

"My hometown, my hometown!"

He ignored him at all and walked past the car without seeing him.

Jin Wenling poked him next to him: "What are you talking about? You can just call him Mr."

Wan Baylor shrank his head, and turned to look at the arrogant passerby unwillingly: "Grandson, what are you doing!"

"Young man, Seoul is one of the national civilized cities selected this year. It's not good to export it as 'dirty'."

Both Jin Wenling and Wan Baylor were taken aback. It was clear that there was no one around, yet such a desolate and old voice wafted in their ears, reverberating between the pale yellow heaven and earth, not knowing whether it was a human or a ghost, it was indescribably strange and terrifying.

Wan Baylor poked his head out of the car window and almost burst out laughing, but he has always boasted that he is a good boy who respects the old and loves the young, so he managed not to laugh, and simply jumped out of the car door and said: "Old man, I'm sorry, we're from Waifu, we're just here and can't find our way, so we're anxious."

Jin Wenling was also a little curious. When she looked around, she saw Wan Baylor squatting half-squatting and talking with a pale old man. The old man was trembling, leaning on a civilized stick, and at least he was seven or eighty years old. The spirit is still hale and hearty, but the size is not flattering, and it is a little more limited than 80 meters. Compared with Wan Baylor's tall and strong figure, he looks more and more like a living Wu Dalang. Did not see him.

"Old man, I ran into you just now, I'm sorry, we are looking for the ancestral residence of the royal family, do you know it?" Jin Wenling also got out of the car, and pulled Wan Baylor aside, so as not to scare the old man out of him again. good or bad.

The old man squinted his eyes, closed his ears with one hand, and listened to Jin Wenling's speech with some difficulty. When he heard the words "Yu Family Ancestral House", his expression changed, and he leaned on crutches and said, "Oh, you are here to travel, right?" ? Yu’s family’s house has long been extinct, and his house has been turned into a museum. If you are students, you can get a discount.”

Wan Baylor and Jin Wenling looked at each other when they heard this, obviously they didn't expect to come all the way to get such a situation, but the news of Taifu Yu's arrival was also obtained by insinuating from the Tao, and he didn't come Passing through this small third-tier city, no one can say for sure what kind of local scene it is.

"Oh, old man, then, please point us to the map. I have been navigating for a long time, and there is no place..." Yu Liangwan still did not give up, took out a paper map and spread it out Put it in front of the old man.

"Hey, small cities in the third and fourth tiers, how can there be such a complete set, well, wait until my old man takes out his glasses and take a look." The old man said, reached into his coat pocket and took out his reading glasses, squinting his eyes Found it on the map.

"Here, that's it, just turn a few corners and you'll be there. Young people, don't panic when doing things. As the saying goes, always be arrogant and less steady... I'm so good!"

The old man was originally speaking the local mandarin slowly, but when he raised his head and was about to persuade them, when he saw Jin Wenling's face, he was stunned for a second, and then his face changed in fright, and the dialect was frightened. He also threw it on the ground, knocking his knees and hitting his chest, his heels sticking to his buttocks, his posture was similar to that of Bolt, and he slid into the alley without a trace.

"What are you doing?" Wan Baylor called out to the old brother who was running, but there was no response.

"I'm afraid this person is weird. He doesn't look like an octogenarian. I'm afraid it's too late to chase after him. Let's go to the museum first." Jin Wenling stopped Wan Baylor who was about to catch up, and the latter I had no choice but to nod my head dejectedly and got into the car, and looked carefully at Jin Wenling several times while holding her cheek.

"Look at what?"

"Mimi, you are so pretty, why is that old man afraid of you?"

"..."

Royal Museum.

After Wan Belle parked the car, he went around to the main entrance, and saw Jin Wenling standing alone in front of the stone tablet at the entrance, reading the introduction of the museum.The Yu family is one of the most prestigious families in the local area, but it suffered a lot in the previous dynasty. Eighteen members of the family died and fled, and some fled abroad. Part of the population has been changed to the Tang surname.

"Tang surname..." Jin Wenling murmured.

"The number one surname in recent years, the surname Tang has occupied several seats on the ranking list. There are many celebrities from all walks of life at home and abroad. In the past few years, many people have said that if you rewrite hundreds of surnames, I'm afraid This surname has to come first.”

Because Wan Baylor was ranked last in the list of male gods last time, he was always in a dark mood. Every time there was any progress in the business of the studio, he would look for himself in various rankings. name, so he knows the rankings of various types of property in the country.

"It seems that this family has indeed done some things to change Feng Shui in recent years. Let's go and have a look first."

What disappointed the two of them was that the family museum was small in scale and the exhibits were not very rich. They generally exhibited some cultural relics related to food, clothing, housing and transportation of the Yu family in the most glorious era. Yes, but there is no trace of Yulong left.

Jin Wenling is a master who has seen it before, and she was able to measure China's material resources back then. To her own liking, modern society has long since ceased to be a centralized system, and even the most luxurious things are limited to him, let alone a place. This idea of ​​the family is a waste of private property, only Wan Baylor has lived in such a place where every inch of land is expensive in the imperial capital for generations, and now he comes to this place where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, jumping up and down to see the exhibition with joy.

Jin Wenling didn't bother to care about him, so she strolled up to a mercury mirror for clothes. The carved patterns should be in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Mercury mirrors were still rare objects at that time. A famous family.

Facing the mirror, he stretched out his hand to brush his hair, and suddenly found some subtle changes in the mirror. The face was very familiar, overlapping with his facial features, but it looked like Suhang.

Jin Wenling raised her eyebrows, knowing what he was going to say, and sure enough, Suhang hissed in the mirror, and said with her lips: "Your Majesty, someone is following you, don't worry, I am Gao Er (watching). "

Jin Wenling nodded calmly, without saying a word, she left the mirror with a natural attitude, stretched out her hand and grabbed Wan Baylor who was hanging on the glass display case like a gecko, and said, "It's getting late, let's invest in the store."

……

Seoul Grand Hotel.

Wan Baylor came out of the shower, and a little offended his son's temper, muttering: "Is this also called five-star? Is it called five-star? The full name can't be [Seoul Five-Star] Express Hotel..."

Jin Wenling was a little tired after running around all day, so she curled up under the blanket and didn't bother to pay attention to him.He is a man who can bend and stretch. He fights in the palace and the house, and returns to the post-liberation overnight. Since he can't go back to the pomp, he can enjoy all kinds of blessings and suffer all kinds of hardships.

Seeing that she was too clever to amuse her sweetheart, Wan Baylor was a little bit reconciled, turned off the light, and accosted Jin Wenling's bed, bubbling into her bed.

Who knows which pillar of high incense was burned this time, not only did Mimi of his family not punch, but she stretched out her long legs and twisted Wan Baylor's body directly into the bed.

"Well, Mimi, why are you so enthusiastic today? I really can't stand it." Wan Baylor pressed him under the dark quilt, and said a little flattered.

"Shut up, there are people outside." In the darkness, Jin Wenling sat on Wan Baylor's back, covered his mouth with one hand, and leaned into his ear and said.

Wan Belle only felt the buzzing in his ears, and he heard it, but he couldn't hear a few words in a trance, their most intimate place was sticking tightly together at the moment, the lover's soft lips Sticking it to his ear, the breath he exhaled made him feel hot all over.

He stretched out his hands to wrap around Jin Wenling's waist, touched the only plump place on his body, and pressed down tentatively, his waist was still moving upwards regularly, it was a very standard courtship posture.

Jin Wenling didn't speak, bit her lips and let out a muffled snort, then tightly covered Qian Baylor's mouth with one hand, touched his thigh with the other hand, and twisted it hard.

"Oh!" Wan Baylor was in so much pain that tears were about to come out, and she didn't dare to move, and couldn't shout out, knowing Mimi's strength in her heart, she didn't dare to act rashly again.

The two of them huddled under the quilt, and it looked like ordinary couples rolling out of bed, but in fact they both kept their eyes open, listening to the almost inaudible footsteps in the living room outside.

Immediately afterwards there was the sound of the doorknob being turned, and someone sneaked in from the darkness without a sound. Wan Baylor threw off the bed unexpectedly, and with a wave of his hand, a ball of real fire of samadhi burned over.

"Wait!" Jin Wenling turned on the light casually, and the two of them saw a huge mirrored space on the carpet in the middle of the bedroom, trapping three night walkers, and setting it on fire with the Samadhi real fire, it was almost done. Braised oven roast duck.

Wan Baylor hurriedly waved his hand to withdraw his supernatural power, and scolded: "How did that little fairy Suhang fix it, you don't know how to tell me."

As soon as the mirror image was broken, the three of them fell to the ground in black, their faces scorched black by the smoke could still vaguely show terrified expressions, knowing how powerful Wan Baylor was, they fell on the ground and dared not move.

"I'm talking about my brothers, are we wearing night clothes? Or tell me to burn it black..."

When Wan Baylor interrogated the prisoners, he couldn't forget to make jokes.

"Gentlemen, don't get me wrong, we are our own people!" The trembling leader took out a USB flash drive from his arms and handed it to Wan Baylor.