As soon as she got off the car, Li Qingwu was immersed in the lively atmosphere of the temple fair.
Li Qingwu, Chen Qianzi, and Yi Helan walked hand in hand into the streets of the temple fair.
Zhou Yuan followed behind.
On both sides of the road, there were shouts and cries. The sounds came and went, and the atmosphere was completely different.
Zhou Yuan rarely felt this cheerful atmosphere.
The stage on the mountain is still singing great dramas.
At the temple fair at the foot of the mountain, bursts of fragrance came from the local snacks in Yancheng, exuding a rich flavor.
This reminded Zhou Yuan that a long time ago, when Zhou Yuan was very young, Liu Ruoqin took him to Guanlin Temple several times. At that time, he only knew how to play.
And this made Zhou Yuan suddenly think of someone.
"Mom, when I came here, I suddenly remembered something and someone. I don't know, do you still remember it?" Zhou Yuan quickly came to Liu Ruoqin and asked.
Liu Ruoqin was confused for a while.
As she walked, she said: "Son, who is it?"
Li Qingwu and Chen Qianzi also looked at Zhou Yuan in confusion.
Zhou Yuan replied: "The man who sells clay figurines outside Guanlin Temple seems to be called Clay Figurine Zhang, right? He could tell fortunes at that time, have you forgotten?"
More than ten years ago.
At that time, Zhou Yuan remembered how he looked when he was about ten years old.
At first, he, Liu Ruoqin and Zhou Heng went to Guanlin Temple together. At that time, they met a clay figurine seller. Liu Ruoqin bought a clay figurine for Zhou Yuan.
Zhou Yuan still remembered that man's nickname was Clay Man Zhang. He once said something to Zhou Heng.
This sentence is about Zhou Yuan.
Liu Ruoqin may have forgotten it. After thinking for a long time, she finally remembered: "Zhou Yuan, are you talking about the clay figurine Zhang? I remembered that that person told your father that the future Long Dian will be selected.
A new War Lord, and this War Lord must be named Zhou!"
Zhou Yuan nodded and said: "Yes, he did say that. At that time, my father laughed three times and said that when my son grows up, he will be a general!"
"I'll go, are you so awesome?" Chen Qianzi was surprised for a while.
Is this fortune teller really so accurate?
Zhou Yuan looked at Chen Qianzi and replied: "I don't know if it's a god or not, but that clay figurine Zhang did say so. His future Dragon Peak Warlord's surname is Zhou."
"Suddenly I remembered that this person seems to have a good way of judging people."
"Mom, have you seen him in these years?" Zhou Yuan asked.
Liu Ruoqin shook his head.
She comes to Guanlin Temple every year, but she seems to have never seen this person again.
Liu Ruoqin replied: "I haven't seen him in these years. It's impossible for that person to come to Guanlin Temple every time. Maybe the old man has passed away."
"Zhou Yuan, why are you looking for him?"
Zhou Yuan didn't say anything, he just felt a little pity.
If he was still here, Zhou Yuan really planned to talk to him about Long Dian's future.
Li Qingwu came over and took Zhou Yuan's arm, and asked in Zhou Yuan's ear: "Do you want to ask someone who is Long Dian's next war master?"
"As expected of the roundworm in my belly, I can't hide anything from you." Zhou Yuan pinched Li Qingwu's nose.
Li Qingwu chuckled.
Zhou Yuan said nothing and walked to Guanlin Temple with Liu Ruoqin.
...
now!
People come and go in Guanlin Temple.
Some people go down the mountain and some people go up the mountain.
There is a lot of incense in the temple, and there are people queuing up to offer incense.
Zhou Yuan's family also lined up quietly, but unfortunately, when Zhou Yuan looked around, he did not see the clay figurine Zhang who had only a vague impression of him.
Seemingly sensing Zhou Yuan's disappointment, Li Qingwu comforted him: "Husband, don't worry, maybe he didn't come because he had something to do today, maybe he will come tomorrow?"
In fact, whether this clay figurine Zhang is alive or not is a question.