Chapter 155: Wulin Misleading Stories 25
Since many of these people are fellow disciples who are seriously injured, they cannot be moved for the time being and need to recuperate in Wuai Town for a long time.
Feng Wu still had things to do and didn't plan to waste time with them here, so he entrusted all his fellow disciples to Mu Nanxing.
"Brother Pastor, I'll have to trouble you to take care of them. I have an appointment with someone earlier, and the agreed time is almost over. I really can't spare any time."
Mu Nanxing said solemnly, "Don't worry, Junior Sister Yu, I will definitely send the person back to Penglai Island safely." He was the one who brought the person out, so of course he had to send him back. It was a pity that the person who died this time...
After explaining everything, Feng Wu rode a horse and left Wuai Town under the gaze of everyone. Without the burden of a human being, it only took her two days to reach the gate of Shendu City - at the foot of the wall, because the gate was closed at this time, and a row of armored soldiers were standing at the gate.
Those ragged people collapsed weakly against the wall, with sad looks in their eyes.
Someone as clean as Feng Wu is definitely an outlier among this group of people, but Feng Wu is definitely not as good as the prince charming he gave birth to.
Pairs of fiery and greedy eyes fell on the jade lion. Even though it was an animal, it was still frightened by the gazes cast upon it and kicked its hind legs nervously on the ground.
Feng Wu patted the white horse's somewhat tense body soothingly, and the coldness all over the jade lion disappeared instantly. The horse's head leaned against Feng Wu's shoulder, arched it, and snorted affectionately.
This biped looks quite pleasing to the eye, and from now on it will follow its owner to eat high-quality bean cakes and chew grass.
The city gates wouldn't let her in, but Feng Wu didn't force it. She didn't have to go one way or the other, but what about the creature she was holding? If she let it leave on its own, Feng Wu felt it would be skinned and boned by the hungry refugees and boiled into broth in less than half an hour.
Weighing the weight of the horse with his eyes, Feng Wu made up his mind and waited for dark.
Feng Wu sent away some refugees who followed him from time to time, but he did not kill them. They were all poor people who wanted to survive.
Feng Wu waited until dusk fell before coming out from the position he had chosen. He hooked his right hand around the horse's belly, and with a pull of his energy, he and his horse leaped into the inner wall, which was nearly ten feet high.
Jade Lion: ...Oh my god! How can I fly, fly, fly—and still fly, fly up!
The confused young boy who ran out to relieve himself: "... Mom, Mom, I, I think, I should have met a fairy!"
The father who was sleeping beside him angrily rubbed his son's thatched chicken coop and said, "Silly boy, you are hallucinating because of hunger. Come on, save your energy and don't make such a fuss."
Feng Wu led the jade lion, whose body was almost pressed against her arm, and her eyes fell strangely on the jade lion, who had been overly enthusiastic towards her just now. She thought that this guy might be hungry. She led the horse along the brightly lit street. Even when it was getting dark, there were still many people strolling and enjoying the streets. All kinds of shops were filled with customers coming in and out and returning with their bags.
Feng Wu found the most famous inn in Shendu. He heard that it would cost one or two gold coins to stay there for just one night.
She was not short of money, so she asked the shopkeeper for a room with an excellent view and environment. Under the guidance of the warm and thoughtful waiter, Feng Wu arrived at the door of her room.
The waiter escorted the guest into the guest room, touched the five-liang ingot on his chest, and with a smile on his face hurried downstairs to prepare food and hot water for this generous guest.
After having a delicious meal in the capital, Feng Wu meditated for a while and then lay down to sleep on time. He was indeed a little tired after traveling so fast for the past two days.
Feng Wu slept until dawn. When he woke up naturally, he smelled the aroma of food coming from downstairs and his stomach began to growl.
Before she could ask for some hot water, she heard the voice of the waiter from yesterday talking outside.
"Is the guest awake?"
"Yeah!" Feng Wu got up and put on his shoes and socks, and the waiter outside asked with a smile.
"Would the guest like to have hot water to wash up now?"
Feng Wu opened the door and saw the waiter waiting at the door with half a bucket of hot water. Seeing that the guest had opened the door, the waiter was not overly enthusiastic and just waited for the guest's instructions.
Feng Wu asked someone to come in and pour some hot water, and the waiter reminded her that the kitchen would deliver free breakfast in half a quarter of an hour.
Feng Wu raised his eyebrows, feeling that this routine was so similar to the ones used in hotels in later generations.
This thought only lasted for a moment before disappearing from his mind. Feng Wu washed up, walked to the wooden window and opened it. The scenery he saw was mostly the imperial city of Shendu.
As I recall, the vast imperial city of Dali occupied a considerable area in the capital of God. Inside the imperial city, there were all kinds of palaces and pavilions scattered across the city, which were magnificent and gorgeous.
Expanding the view outward, one can see the inner city surrounding the imperial city, where live the royal family and princes.
The palaces of princes and nobles were much simpler in design, but even so, the large mansions looked very impressive from a distance, standing side by side.
Fengwu only swept a corner of the outer city. The people living here should be court officials and the people of Shendu. Don’t underestimate it because it is the outer city. There is a story behind it. Most of the private residences of court officials are planned in the north city area, while the residences of grassroots people are mostly in the two southeastern cities.
In Dali, the north is respected, and the strict hierarchy of feudal society is reflected in all aspects of life.
The free breakfast provided by the inn tasted surprisingly good. Feng Wu ate the delicious breakfast with great satisfaction. She then asked the enthusiastic waiter for the location of Zhiji Tower. Feng Wu then left the inn directly and took out an ordinary little iron plate tucked into her waist. After turning it left and right, she could not see anything special about it.
Liang Xuangan told her that if she entered the capital, she could first go to the Zhiji Tower to find out the situation if she had any problems. He also gave her this small iron plate and said that she only needed to show the iron plate directly, and someone would naturally do what she wanted to do.
Feng Wu followed the route given by the waiter and soon found Zhiji Building - a two-story building.
While the person was still standing at the door, Feng Wu's extraordinary five senses could smell the fragrance of tea coming from Zhiji Tower. Only then did Feng Wu come to his senses and sighed in his heart: Is this Zhiji Tower actually a teahouse that sells tea?
Feng Wu walked in and showed the small iron plate to the shopkeeper who came to greet her. When the shopkeeper saw the plate, he put away the fake professional smile on his face, frowned and treated her with great respect.
After explaining her purpose, the shopkeeper invited her into a nice and antique teahouse, where there was a young man in white clothes and black hair.
This man's skill in brewing tea was as smooth as flowing water. Feng Wu felt a little unsatisfied. Following the waiter's guidance, he sat opposite the young man in white.
Seeing the guest sitting in front, the man in white had picturesque features. He held the wide hem of his clothes with his left hand, picked up the porcelain cup on the tea table with his right hand, and placed it in front of Feng Wu.
"Please..." The man's voice was gentle, making people feel like they were bathed in the spring breeze in March.
She took a sip of the tea. It was indeed good, and the young man's tea-making skills were also good. However, she did not have any interest in tasting tea at the moment, so she said bluntly, "I'm not here to drink tea!"
"No hurry!" The man still looked as if he was ready to be beaten.
Feng Wu: "..." Urgent, very urgent, extremely urgent! Don't think that I won't take action just because you're pretending to be an immortal.
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