They came to a house. This house was not like other abandoned courtyards, with weeds everywhere and ruined walls. On the contrary, it was very clean.
The two vermilion doors are half closed, with two large characters on the lintel: Feiyuan.
The two words were written in a loose and round way, obviously written by a woman.
Emperor Shiyin's eyes narrowed slightly, he turned slightly on the two big characters, and paused for a moment.
Luo Qingyu also saw those two characters and commented casually: "These two characters were probably written by a woman. Looking at the lazy structure of the font, I guess this woman is also a bit lazy, and these characters are not very good."
Di Shiyin glanced at her: "I didn't expect you to know how to read characters and understand your character."
Luo Qingyu was also not polite to him: "Of course! This is a lesson I have practiced before."
Di Shiyin suddenly raised the corners of his lips and chuckled: "I think this word looks a bit like what you wrote."
Luo Qingyu raised his eyebrows: "My writing wouldn't be so bad!"
Her calligraphy has won an award.
Even though the fonts in this world are different from the fonts in her world, after practicing hard for a while, she can now write the characters of this continent in a similar way. Her handwriting is much better than this woman!
Di Shiyin's eyes flickered slightly and he smiled: "Yes, you are not her at all."
His eyes became softer, as clear as moonlight and flowing water, and his tone became much gentler.
Luo Qingyu glanced at him: "Of course I'm not her!"
These two words are very old at first glance. Judging from the appearance of the plaque, it is probably hundreds of years old.
The woman who wrote this plaque may have passed away long ago and turned into withered bones in the loess——
How could it be her?
She always felt that tonight's Emperor Shi Yin was a little weird, but she couldn't tell exactly what was weird.
He sighed and pushed open the courtyard door: "Let's go here and have a look. This small courtyard is quite clean. Maybe it can be lived in. Let's make do with it for the night."
The gravel-paved path in the courtyard is winding, with rockeries on both sides and dotted with small pavilions.
There is an old tree planted on the left side of the path. Because it is winter, all the leaves on the old tree have fallen off, and the branches are slanted, stretching towards the sky like a horned dragon.
There is a water tank in the corner of the courtyard, and the water in the tank has frozen.
The main house is a large building with two small windows that are relatively complete, and even the window paper on them is intact.
This small courtyard gives people the impression that it is clean and clean, as if there are people living in it.
"Is there someone living here?" Luo Qingyu quickly turned his eyes around the courtyard and spoke.
"No." Di Shiyin answered briefly.
"How do you know?" Luo Qingyu raised his eyebrows.
"There is no other human presence here except you and me." Di Shiyin stretched out his hand and pulled her close to him: "Be careful, there is a golden dragon Gu here!"
Golden Dragon Gu?
Luo Qingyu paused slightly, she had heard of this kind of Gu.
Legend has it that this kind of poison loves cleanliness very much, and there will not be a trace of dust or a dead leaf in the place where it lives.
Moreover, this kind of poison has a strong sense of territory. Anyone who enters its territory will be fatally attacked by it——