The peddler, dressed in coarse linen clothes, his body and hands covered in mud, carried his load on a shoulder pole as he walked through the streets and alleys. At the shop entrance, the vendor waved his burlap and feather duster, calling out to passersby in an unintelligible local dialect, creating a noisy and bustling atmosphere filled with the flavor of life.
Having grown accustomed to the glittering jade bricks and spirit stones, the mortal's simple ancient town seemed like a ruin.
Before Zhao Xi could even realize that she was acting strangely, passersby were already casting odd glances at them, wondering if these two people dressed so extravagantly had run out of the opera troupe halfway through the line.
Immortals' clothing doesn't care about style, only about being loose and comfortable, which is somewhat similar to the clothing of the Wei and Jin dynasties. However, no matter how terrible the design is, as long as it uses silk spun by immortal silkworms and other shimmering materials from the immortal realm, it won't look too bad.
She's more like a fairy than a celestial being.
Zhao Xi thought her own clothes were fine, but Lin Che's white robe with its wide sleeves was really too exaggerated; the hem of the robe dragged on the ground, as if it could sweep the street.
She suggested, "Should we change our clothes?"
Lin Che ignored the topic and closed his eyes to sense it: "It's him. He has demon beast feathers on his body."
He pointed to a young man sitting next to a vat of meat sauce beside the artisan's shop.
The man sat with his legs crossed, looking like a thug, and had a noticeable scar on his face.
Anyone who wanted to enter the craftsman's shop would be stopped by him, and he would take out a handful of kingfisher feathers from his pocket and start a conversation with them.
Lin Che walked straight over.
Zhao Xi tried to grab him, insisting, "Let's change our clothes first before we ask."
Lin Che: "Take him away directly."
Zhao Xi thought, "This isn't good. He's just an ordinary mortal who doesn't know anything. How could he possibly catch a demon beast? There must be a big fish behind him."
Lin Che looked down at her: "Why do you insist I change my clothes?" Was she trying to sneak a peek at his body?
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