Chapter 12 Questioning Fu Li and getting off the carriage...

Fu Li simply got off the carriage, and the leading soldier advised again: "Young lady, you need to be cautious."

Ling Zhuzi snorted, squinted his eyes, and said sarcastically, "You really have the heart of a villain and the strength of an ant!"

Despite the ridicule, Jiashi remained unmoved. He was already an elite among the elite, having been sent by Wen Zhong to protect Fuli. He knew exactly what was most important.

Fu Li said seriously, "These two immortals can appear quietly, and they can also take away my head quietly.

The fact that I'm still standing here is enough to prove that they have no ill intentions. What we should do now is try not to anger them."

Lingzhuzi's face was already tinged with pride, his eyes sparkling with smiles, and he raised his chin as he praised Fuli almsgivingly: "Although you are young, you are much smarter than them."

He pointed his long wooden cannon at the soldier and sneered, "If I really wanted to attack, you would all be crushed to dust in an instant."

The soldier remained calm and undaunted, holding his spear high and sternly saying, "If you wish to harm the young lady, you will have to step over our corpses."

Fu Shuang nervously grabbed Fu Li's arm, fearing that the leader of the soldiers would refuse to give in and would anger Ling Zhuzi.

Unexpectedly, Lingzhuzi looked at him deeply, then suddenly laughed and praised him: "Well, well, this is a real man!"

He silently chanted a spell and slowly floated down to the ground with the girl in golden clothes. All the weapons on his body disappeared, and most of the fierce aura disappeared in an instant.

It was not until this time that everyone noticed that he had a high bun on his head, a hairstyle that would greatly diminish his aura.

But with his silver-white soft armor and bright red armor jacket, as well as his tall and straight figure like a willow, he looks majestic, yet exudes a bright and cheerful youthful spirit.

If he had shown this look from the beginning, those soldiers would never have been so prepared.

"Don't be alarmed, everyone. I was just joking." He politely bowed to everyone and introduced himself with a smile, "I am Lingzhuzi, and this is Fairy Jinning. We both practiced under the guidance of Nuwa, and I am also an old acquaintance of your master, Master Wen Zhong."

In the mythological world, Nuwa created humans. Especially in this era of nature worship, people have an extraordinary respect for Nuwa.

Without mentioning anything else, just say that after Xia Houqi established the Xia Dynasty, he placed the worship of Nuwa at the forefront of all the gods of mountains, rivers and nature.

After Cheng Tang destroyed the Xia clan and established the Shang Dynasty, he thought about changing the Xia Dynasty's altar sacrifices, but this attracted opposition from the princes and people all over the world. In the end, he had to compromise and wrote "Xiashe" to spread the message to the world, which completely stabilized the turbulent people's hearts.

When those princes who had not yet submitted heard about it, there was no need for Cheng Tang to send troops to attack them. Instead, they voluntarily went to Boyi in plain clothes and bowed down to Cheng Tang's great virtue.

From then on, the Shang Dynasty completely established the Xia system in sacrifices to the gods of the land and grain, and ordered the left prime minister Zhong Kui to rebuild the Nuwa Temple in the south of Boyi. Every year on Nuwa's birthday, he would lead the nobles of Boyi to offer sacrifices.

To the emperors, empresses, and commoners throughout the world, the name of Nuwa was a household name, a symbol of benevolence and compassion. When Lingzhuzi brought up Nuwa, the soldiers, who had been wary of him, immediately relaxed their stance.

They did not doubt that Lingzhuzi was telling lies, because in their hearts, Nuwa Niangniang could hear the sounds of heaven and earth and see the disasters in all directions. No one dared to do anything evil in her name.

"So you are a disciple of the Queen Wa Palace. I am sorry for my rudeness. Please forgive me, both immortals." The leader of the soldiers apologized together with fourteen other soldiers.

At this moment, Wen Zhong's voice came like thunder: "I was wondering who it was, but it turned out to be Fellow Daoist Lingzhuzi. Why did you come to Boyi when you weren't at the Wahuang Palace to receive blessings?"

This was a method of transmitting sound over a thousand miles. When the first word was transmitted, Wen Zhong was still in Boyi. When the last word fell, he was already standing in front of Lingzhuzi.

Fu Li silently bowed to him, and Wen Zhong nodded slightly, indicating that she should not worry and that nothing would happen to her.

Seeing Wen Zhong coming, Jin Ning obviously calmed down a lot and stepped forward to greet him: "Brother Wen Zhong, how are you?"

"So fellow Daoist Jin Ning is here too. I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person. I'm sorry." Wen Zhong seemed to have just seen her, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Brother, you are too kind. We came here uninvited." Jin Ning felt a little embarrassed. To be honest, they were the uninvited guests.

Wen Zhong simply pretended not to notice she had stabbed them. He had no intention of offending them, so he naturally wouldn't hold on to her. He smiled and said, "Guests are welcome. Since you two fellow Taoists have come to Boyi, you should naturally stop by my house to rest and relax."

Without waiting for Lingzhuzi and the other two to respond, he said directly to Fuli, "I will lead the two fellow Taoists back first. You can continue to walk slowly as usual."

Fu Li naturally agreed quickly.

To be honest, she had a similar attitude towards Nezha as Ye Gong, who loved dragons. Before she met him in person, she had liked him, admired him, and felt indignant for him.

But when the person in question really appeared before her, she didn't know how to respond for a moment.

No, "Ye Gong loves dragons" is not accurate. "I am afraid to be close to my king" is closer to that mood.

Now that things had come to this, Lingzhuzi had no choice but to follow Wen Zhongfei back to Boyi.

Fu Li breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him flying into the air on his wind-fire wheels. He suddenly turned around and smiled at her, which scared her so much that her eyes widened. Then she laughed and flew away with him.

This time, after a long time, Fu Li, who was so scared that she held her breath, suddenly exhaled and began to breathe heavily.

"Senior Sister, are you okay?" Fu Shuang supported her worriedly.

"It's okay, it's okay. Junior sister, let's get in the car." Fu Li waved her hand, indicating that she didn't need help, and then she held the handle with one hand and got on the carriage again.

The carriage is open to the wind on all sides, and only a silk umbrella can provide shade. Whether standing or sitting, one must maintain an upright posture.

Therefore, what Wen Zhong said was not a polite remark at all. If he took the carriage, he could only go back slowly.

When they returned to the Grand Tutor's Mansion, Wen Zhong was already enjoying a drink with Ling Zhuzi and Jin Ning in the outer hall. It was unknown what agreement they had reached, but upon seeing Fu Li return, Wen Zhong immediately invited her over to sit with him.

Fu Li was not polite. After exchanging greetings, he sat down below Wen Zhong and said bluntly, "I don't know how to drink, so I won't drink."

Lingzhuzi was sitting diagonally opposite her, and his eyes, brighter than the stars, had been staring at her since she entered the door, without blinking for a long time.

Fu Li felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by him, and subconsciously looked at Wen Zhong, receiving a reassuring smile.

But this comfort seemed to have no effect on Fuli.

Wen Zhong's words of comfort meant, "Don't worry, you're not in danger." But Fu Li knew that both Nezha and Ling Zhuzi were people who clearly distinguished between love and hate, and would not do anything to a powerless woman like her.

The reason why she was feeling uneasy was because Ye Gong was fond of dragons... no, was it because she was afraid to be close to the emperor?

It seems that neither word is quite accurate.

Unfortunately, Wen Zhong was oblivious to these complex and obscure thoughts. He felt he had already eliminated the danger, so he smiled and said, "I don't want you to drink. Since you and Brother Lingzhuzi are old acquaintances, put other matters aside for the next few days and take the two of you on a leisurely tour of Boyi."

At this moment, there is an emoticon package that is particularly suitable for Fu Li: Ah, me?

Grand Tutor, have you forgotten that I have only just arrived in Boyi and have been busy with business since I arrived. I have never been out for a walk.

Perhaps the silence on her face was too obvious, Ling Zhuzi, who was standing across from her, chuckled softly and said, "I think what you did outside the city was quite interesting. I'd like to see that. Is that possible?"

"Of course." Fu Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief and showed a grateful smile to Ling Zhuzi who rescued her.

The smile on his face grew even wider, and he asked Jin Ning, "What about you? Are you going?"

Jin Ning glanced at him, then at Fu Li, and shook his head decisively, saying, "I won't go. I'd like Brother Wen Zhong to ask someone else to lead the way for me, so that I can experience the prosperity of this world."

Wen Zhong said, "This is not difficult." He then ordered the family elder to find a female slave who was very familiar with every place in Boyi.

Nominally, they both came to look for Fu Li, so the family elder placed them in Fu Li's yard, one living in the east wing and the other in the east ear room.

People who practice cultivation all have the technique of fasting. Whether it is Wen Zhong, Lingzhuzi or Jin Ning, they do not need to eat.

Therefore, Fuli and Fushuang had dinner together.

At Fu Li's insistence, the family elder removed the bowl crafted from the skull and gold and replaced it with a colorful pottery bowl, muttering, "This crude vessel is not for nobles."

"I like to use ceramic bowls. I'm used to them in the mountains." Fu Li said quickly.

Seeing that she was determined, the head of the family had no choice but to agree to her wish.

After finishing dinner, Fu Yue stayed inside to clean up. She and Fu Shuang left the west wing together and saw Ling Zhuzi leaning against a pear tree in front of the wing with his arms folded across his chest. He asked with a smile, "Are you done eating?"

Fu Li nodded and asked, "I wonder what advice the Immortal has?"

Ling Zhuzi stood up, tilted his head and pointed in a direction, saying, "Let's go, it's quiet over there. I have something to ask you."

After saying that, without waiting for Fu Li's reaction, he crossed his arms and walked over with big strides.

"Senior Sister." Fu Shuang held her arm worriedly.

Fu Li patted the back of her hand soothingly and said softly, "Don't worry, Junior Sister. The Immortal will not bother to embarrass me."

She pulled Fu Shuang's hand down and ran after Ling Zhuzi's back.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, stopped in a secluded courtyard. Ling Zhuzi turned suddenly, his eyes sharp and his tone cold: "Tell me, what method did you use to make me feel this way?"

Fu Li, who was originally nervous, was suddenly not afraid at this moment.

She said calmly, "This is a long story. Please be patient."

Ling Zhuzi's eyebrows and eyes were frosty, and he uttered a word: "Speak."