Chapter 78 Big Road Crazy

After filling our stomachs, Gou'er and I boarded Zhuge Kongming's carriage. It was a very simple carriage, loaded with odds and ends, with bags and packages of unknown contents.

"Giddy up!" Zhuge Kongming flicked his whip in mid-air, and the skinny horse slowly lifted its hooves and began to walk.

This carriage was truly just a carriage; an old, thin horse was pulling a wooden plank with four wheels underneath.

Surrounded by beautiful mountains and clear waters, with breathtaking scenery and fresh air, I hummed a song all the way, as if I were riding in a convertible.

As I hummed along, I suddenly thought of Guo Jia. I wondered how the demigod was doing. Hua Yingxiong, had he really become a monk? Would Guan Yu's act of escorting me out have been exposed? And Cao Cao… I wondered if his headaches would recur?

I casually touched my hair; it felt a little prickly. I paused for a moment, then pulled out the silver hairpin that I always kept in my hair.

"Where is Miss Pei from?"

I looked up blankly, wondering where I was from.

"We are from Xiangyang," Gou'er replied with a smile, looking very well-behaved.

"So you've returned to your hometown," Zhuge Kongming laughed.

I felt the car stop and stop moving forward. I looked at Zhuge Kongming in confusion, only to see him standing at a fork in the road, looking left and right, with a hint of difficulty on his handsome face.

Look left, look right.

Let me take another look, let me take another look.

I finally couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

“Miss Pei, we… seem to be lost…” Zhuge Kongming turned to look at me, smiling without a trace of guilt.

My lips twitched slightly. I squinted and climbed forward, staring at him. "You, are you really called Zhuge Kongming?"

"Of course," he smiled, looking completely innocent.

My eyebrows trembled slightly, and I let out a long howl. Good heavens, someone tell me, this hopeless navigator isn't Zhuge Liang...

Heaven remained silent.

I closed my eyes and thought, recalling the map the bartender had just drawn. I pointed to the road on the left and said, "You're not lost, go this way."

"Really?" Zhuge Kongming's eyes lit up slightly, as if he had suddenly understood.

"Yes." I nodded firmly, arms crossed.

"Miss Pei is truly intelligent and quick-witted." Zhuge Kongming smiled as he turned his horse around and headed left.

I started to feel incredibly flattered… Being praised for my intelligence by such a brilliant person was such a wonderful thing…

But that feeling of elation quickly vanished.

"Miss Pei, which way?" Another fork in the road.

"Go straight to the left."

“Miss Pei…” Another fork in the road.

"right."

On the evening of the third day, we finally arrived in Xiangyang.

And I finally realized that Comrade Zhuge was a terrible navigator.

The setting sun melts into gold, and the evening clouds merge like jade.

I leaned comfortably against the carriage, gazing at the magnificent sunset. Having traveled with Zhuge Liang for the past few days, I had become quite familiar with him and had long since stopped caring about my image.

The initial fear of this renowned strategist of the Three Kingdoms period vanished without a trace.

“Miss Pei, we have entered Xiangyang City.” Zhuge Kongming turned around and smiled at me.

I had a blade of grass in my mouth, nodded, and lazily stretched.

"The master is back!" Suddenly, a shout rang out from nowhere.

I was startled and quickly looked around. The street, which had been quiet just moments before, suddenly swarmed with a large group of people. Upon closer inspection, I realized they were rushing towards this dilapidated carriage!

"Sir, did you bring back the rouge I requested?"

"Sir, where is my bronze mirror?"

"Sir, my kitchen knife!"

"Sir, my skirt..."

"Sir..." 8c

"Sir..." 45

In an instant, the wind howled and the sky changed color. I sat there dumbfounded in the carriage—no exaggeration—thankfully, the dog was quick-witted and dragged me off the carriage, otherwise I would definitely have been torn to pieces…

"Aunt Zhang, your kitchen knife is over there. Miss Li, your rouge..." Zhuge Kongming stood calmly among the crowd, standing out like a crane among chickens, distributing the odds and ends from the carriage to everyone.

So these were gifts for them! I suddenly realized.

"Sir, my family has prepared a meal. Please come to my house to eat."

"Sir, my family has made some old hen soup."

I was so wide open that I didn't even notice the grass root falling out of my mouth. This guy is really popular.

"Sir, I've made fish soup."

I perked up my ears and quickly stepped forward to pull Zhuge Kongming aside. "He said he likes to eat fish," I said with a smile, pointing at him.

Zhuge Kongming glanced at me sideways.

"Really?" The girl's eyes lit up; she was an extremely pretty girl.

I nodded vigorously, my mouth practically watering; I've been getting hungry very easily lately.

"How about we eat fish?" I turned my head and looked at him.

"Okay." He nodded, a smile in his eyes.

So, Zhuge Liang, along with me (who uninvited) and my dog, went to eat for free. (Author: You're the only one eating for free! *Ignores the laughter*)

I drank the delicious fish soup with great relish, oblivious to everyone around me.

"Who is this young lady...?" An old man sitting to the side looked at me with a puzzled expression.

The dog stood up and answered very politely, "She is my sister."

I sipped my soup and nodded haphazardly, without any regard for decorum.

"Uncle Huang, this is the wood-chopping knife I brought for you." Zhuge Kongming smiled and took out a brand-new wood-chopping knife from his sleeve.

"Sir, you are so kind." Uncle Huang happily put away his wood-chopping knife and forgot to ask me who I was.

I stared at him, dumbfounded. How did he manage to slip such a large machete into his sleeve? It was truly amazing…

"Sir." The girl who had just brought us back came out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of soup, and handed it to Zhuge Kongming.

"Thank you, Xiaoying." He took the bowl and smiled at the girl named Xiaoying.

Xiao Ying blushed immediately.

I was amazed; this is what you call an electric eye, it's undeniably captivating.

He turned around, placed the soup bowl in front of me, and smiled, "Xiao Ying's soup is very good."

Looking at the obviously special soup, I swallowed hard. Then, seeing Xiaoying's slightly unpleasant expression, I reluctantly pushed the soup back to him. Just kidding, this was a soup made with love by a young lady; no matter how much I wanted it, I couldn't ruin her good deed.

"You drink, I'm full." I patted my stomach and laughed, then remembered that there was still one in my stomach, so I quickly moved quietly.

The atmosphere immediately relaxed again.