Originally they were planning to go to Xizhao, but the old duke disagreed, thinking it was too dangerous to take such a small group of people to Xizhao. They wanted to go back to Dongshengjing City to rest before going to Xizhao.
Naituanzi had no choice but to go along with them.
When they were almost reaching Dongshengjing City, she slipped away alone. Li Sizu looked at the empty bed beside him, his heart filled with melancholy.
Sister Xiaoxiao left him behind again and went away alone.
What if his sister is too strong? What if he can’t protect her? He also wants to become strong, but unfortunately he is just a mortal after all.
When the old Duke and the Chu family found out, they were at a loss as their granddaughter was determined to go to Xizhao, so she must have taken them with her.
She has Black Charcoal Head, Jinglan and Grandma Wuxu to take care of her, so she is not alone.
But she left in such a hurry that she left in such a hurry before she even got home to see her family.
What magical powers does the witch from Xizhao have, and why can she make her granddaughter miss her so much?
The old lady of the Chu family, Yang, and Chu Zhinan were all in a bad mood when they heard that Chu Xiaoxiao went to Xizhao. It was not a good thing for a child to be too capable. He ran around all day long, and there was no end in sight. He couldn't even get a number if he wanted to get close to him.
Yang couldn't help crying when she returned to her courtyard. Chu Zhinan advised her, "Madam! Don't be sad. Xiaoxiao must have something urgent to do and must go out. She has someone following her, and she has her own skills. She will be fine. Don't worry, don't worry."
"How can I feel at ease? How old is she? She has been slaying demons and monsters along the way. After we have dealt with Nanyun, we still have to go to Xizhao. She is our Dongsheng's state teacher, not Xizhao's. Why doesn't she come home after returning? Why doesn't she want to see me, her mother?"
The more Yang spoke, the more she felt wronged. She felt abandoned by her daughter. The little girl kept saying that she liked her mother and loved her the most, but it was all a lie. Something happened outside, so she ran away in a flash.
He went out last year and just came back this year, but he ran away again before he even got home.
Chu Zhinan felt sad because his daughter didn't come home to visit him.
Li Sizu returned to the palace and was severely reprimanded by the emperor.
"The Imperial Preceptor is our little ancestor. Why are you running back here if you don't want to take care of her? What will Dongsheng do if something happens to the little ancestor? Didn't I tell you? No matter where the little ancestor goes, you have to follow her."
Li Sizu: “…”
I want to, too! What can I do if Xiaoxiao doesn't want to take me? After all, I am a mortal.
The emperor also knew the ability of the imperial teacher. He heard that he had recruited an old lady who could draw talismans on the road and drew a longevity talisman for the old duke. He also wanted it.
Now that the old woman had run away with the young ancestor, he couldn't find her even if he wanted to. He was depressed and caught Li Sizu to talk to him to relieve his anger.
The king of Nanyun has sent someone to deliver a document, expressing his willingness to follow Dongsheng's lead and serve the national teacher together. According to his temper, he would definitely not agree, because the national teacher belongs to his family, not the Nangong family.
Since the little ancestor has already agreed, he has nothing to say. As long as they can coexist peacefully with Nanyun for decades, the people of the two countries will live in peace and trade with each other. Dongsheng will surely become stronger and stronger in the future.
But it's not a good thing for the little ancestor to run away all the time. When she is not in Dongsheng, his heart is like being swayed in the air. When she comes back, he will persuade her to stay at home and never go out again.
Chu Xiaoxiao, who had sneaked away, used the Xingyun Talisman and was now eating breakfast in an inn in Xizhaojing City. The mutton soup with steamed buns was fresh and delicious.
Milk ball's cheeks were bulging from eating so much, like a little hamster.
Grandma Wuxu, Jinglan, Heitantou, and Niu Damei sat together. Xiaojin lay lazily on Jinglan's lap, and was fed a piece of mutton from time to time. He felt indescribably cozy and comfortable.
After dinner, Naituanzi held Grandma Wuxu's hand and said, "Let's go shopping and ask about the witch."
Grandma Wuxu looked at her kindly and nodded slightly, and Naituanzi happily took people away.
[Niu Damei is guarding the inn, Heitantou is following us, Jinglan and Xiaojin are going to go to the witch's place to see if they can find anything. How exciting! Let's check out the place.]
Grandma Wuxu: “…”
Scouting? That's something only thieves would do. We're doing it openly, so it's not called scouting.
Black charcoal head: "......"
I want to check it out too, it must be really fun.
Niu Damei watched them walk away eagerly. She also wanted to go out and scout the place, but her master asked her to stay in the inn and guard it. This task was more important, so she had to do her best.
There is food bought by the owner in the inn, it must not be lost.
The capital of Xizhao is a place where exotic customs gather, which is completely different from Dongsheng.
The city gate is built of huge bluestone, and the lintel is carved with intricate patterns, including the auspicious dragons and phoenixes of the Central Plains, as well as the grape vines and flying figures unique to the Western Regions.
On both sides of the city gate, towering beacon towers stand silently, witnessing the past hustle and bustle and vicissitudes of life.
As you enter the city, you will see a wide stone road running from east to west, with shops and houses scattered on both sides.
In the shops, there are a wide variety of goods from various countries: silk and porcelain from the Central Plains, gems and spices from Central Asia, gold and silver utensils from West Asia, and wine from the Mediterranean...
Each commodity exudes an alluring luster, attracting merchants and travelers from all over the world to stop and choose.
Merchants bargained in their own languages, and different accents mixed in the laughter and chatter, forming a vivid picture of communication.
Most of the houses are made of earth and wood, with roofs covered with thick straw mats or stone slabs to protect against wind, sand and scorching heat.
Fruit trees such as grapes and figs are often planted in the courtyard, which not only beautifies the environment but also provides convenience for life.
In the center of the city, there is a magnificent temple, which serves as a holy place for the spiritual sustenance of local residents.
The murals in the temples depict images of gods and ancient legends, which are colorful and fascinating.
During religious festivals, believers gather here to hold grand ceremonies and pray for the protection and blessings of the gods.
A shrine maiden is a celestial being worshipped in a temple and is said to have a high status.
There are farmlands and pastures around the city, where hardworking people cultivate and graze, watering the hope of life and the joy of harvest with their sweat.
The little girl didn't pay much attention to other things. She bought a lot of food and ate while walking and shopping. When her hands and face got dirty, Grandma Wuxu immediately cleaned them for her.
The three were strolling happily when a maid came towards them and blocked their way.
"Are you from outside? My miko wants to see you, come with me!"
"Witch? Which witch?" Granny Wuxu held the milk ball in her arms cautiously and looked at the maid in front of her warily, "How many witches do you have here?"
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