Although the ancient martial arts world seems peaceful on the surface, it is actually more complicated than the secular world.
The ancient martial arts world is apparently controlled by the four major families, but in reality, some of the hidden sects are not truly hidden.
Song Yueqi suspected that the incident with the Heike clan this time must be related to those hidden sects.
"Should we buy some local clothes to change into?"
Xiao Qingran always felt as if they had been exposed.
"Not for now. We can change it tomorrow afternoon when we get to Tianyang City."
After Tianyang City, few people wore modern clothes.
If they still dress like this, it will easily cause unnecessary trouble.
Although the ancient martial arts world often sees people from the secular world, and many ancient martial artists also go to the secular world for training, everyone is still accustomed to women wearing skirts and men wearing Confucian robes. Men wear their long hair tied up on top of their heads. Women wear their long hair tied back, and unmarried girls wear their long hair draped over their shoulders.
Song Yueqi brought everyone to a three-story wooden inn with the words "Border Inn" written on it.
There was some trouble checking in. There were only seven upper rooms left in the inn.
Xiao Qingran was just about to say that she and Luo Jiuyan could just share a room.
Song Yueqi spoke first: "I'll let Hu Sheng and Luo Qing stay in the same room."
He glanced at Xiao Qingran and the group she brought with her and felt that they seemed difficult to get along with. He could only let the two bodyguards he brought with him go first.
To be honest, the dinner we had at the inn didn’t taste as good as the food in the secular world.
I don’t know if the inn owner was too stingy, but he only lit two candles on each dining table. The light was too dim, so no one ate much.
After dinner, Song Qi said something to Xiao Qingran and went outside with his two bodyguards to find out what was going on.
Xiao Qingran called Luo Jiuyan and the others to her room and asked the store to send two large bags of candles. She lit more than a dozen of them in the room, and it finally felt a little brighter.
She explained to everyone the main purpose of her visit to the ancient martial arts world.
Xiao Qingran took out the recorder Ping Shuang had left with her and gave it to Zhou Wu: "Can you use this to calculate whether the person I'm looking for is in good or bad luck?"
Before Zhou Wu could pick up the recorder, a hand reached out and snatched it away.
"Master, you should take a rest! Let me do it."
Duochou placed the recorder in front of him with great interest and gave Xiao Qingran a flattering smile: "My divination skills are not worse than Uncle Master's!"
Xiao Qingran looked at Luo Jiuyan.
How come she doesn’t know that being melancholy can also tell fortunes?
It's surprising that a monk knows the art of talismans, but he can also tell fortunes. I almost forgot, this guy also eats meat.
From this perspective, he should become a Taoist priest, not a monk?
Luo Jiuyan nodded to Xiao Qingran.
Although his senior brother often seems unreliable, when something really happens, he is the most reliable one.
"Huh? What's going on? You can't figure out anything?"
Duochou counted on his fingers, like a kindergarten kid who had just learned arithmetic for the first time and hadn't calculated correctly, his face full of regret.
"Tsk, aren't you very capable? You still want to compete with me. Go away and watch me."
Zhou Wu glared at Duochou with contempt and immediately counted on his fingers.
It took him nearly half an hour to calculate.
They drank three rounds of tea and changed more than a dozen candles.
"Uncle Master, can you do this? How long has it been going on?"
The sorrowful ones laugh whenever they get a chance.
Zhou Wu's forehead was covered in cold sweat. "This recorder is stained with the Sect Master's aura. I can't figure it out."
"Then uncle, why have you been pretending for so long?"
A smug smile appeared on Duochou's face: "I saw it right away."
Zhou Wu's old face turned red and he looked at Xiao Qingran guiltily.
"It doesn't matter if we can't figure it out. Let's get to Jindu City as soon as possible."
Jindu City is the equivalent of Kyoto in the ancient martial arts world, much like the imperial capital in the secular world. "If the sect leader is in a hurry to travel, he can use teleportation talismans. With the sect leader's abilities, he only needs three or four teleportations to reach Jindu City quickly."
Xiao Qingran waved her hand.
She would not use the teleportation talisman unless it was absolutely necessary.
She still feels the psychological trauma caused by the teleportation talisman.
Zhou Wu quickly suggested: "Then hire a few carriages to travel tomorrow."
"I think so."
Duochou laughed excitedly: "I have never ridden in a carriage in my life!"
Everyone rolled their eyes at him.
Song Yueqi and the other two came back around nine o'clock.
He knocked on Xiao Qingran's door, but to his surprise everyone was in the room.
It just so happened that he shared what he had learned with everyone.
"We split into three groups and headed for teahouses, brothels, and restaurants. The news we received was that everything was normal with the Heike clan."
Xiao Qingran raised an eyebrow: "Then this is the most abnormal part."
Everyone looked at Xiao Qingran.
"If nothing had happened to the Ping family, Ping Shuang would have left the ancient martial arts world and come to the secular world to find me. She hasn't appeared yet, which means something really happened to the Ping family, and it was a big deal. Think about it, the Ping family's position in the ancient martial arts world is really not easy to shake. Since something happened, but nothing has been reported, it means that the person behind the Ping family is very powerful and can cover up the whole situation with one hand, so that no news about the Ping family can be spread."
Song Yueqi nodded: "Your analysis is correct. No news is the worst news. It seems that we need to speed up our pace to Jindu City."
After discussing it, everyone went back to rest.
The next morning, after breakfast, the eight of us rented three horse carriages and officially set off for Jindu City.
At noon, everyone ate a bowl of noodles on the roadside and then continued on their journey.
We arrived at Tianyang City around two o'clock in the afternoon.
Everyone got off the bus and went to the clothing store, where they each bought two sets of local cotton clothes.
Xiao Qingran bought two sets of winter skirts.
After everyone changed in the store, they got on the carriage.
By the time we arrived at the other city, it was already dark. Fortunately, the inns in the Ancient Martial Realm were not like those in the secular world, where they were usually packed.
In the ancient martial arts world, men are superior to women.
Men are responsible for the outside world, while women are responsible for the home. Women rarely travel far. Inns are generally never full.
Just like the night before, after dinner, Song Yueqi took his two bodyguards to investigate the situation.
After the three of them left, Xiao Qingran and Luo Jiuyan decided not to sit still and wait for death. They jumped out of the window, ready to personally inquire about the news of the Ping family.
The place they went to was a civilian area.
There are many beggars on the roadside, bridgeheads and corners.
Xiao Qingran first bought a dozen buns from a bun shop that was about to close.
Going to the streets of the civilian area, she exchanged some buns for some useful information from several beggars.
When the two returned to the inn, they happened to meet Song Yueqi and the other two.
They looked at each other and went to Xiao Qingran's room together.
After lighting the candle, Song Yueqi shook his head solemnly: "We still haven't found out anything."
Xiao Qingran had long guessed that they would return empty-handed this time.
"I learned from a few beggars that people from Jindu seem to keep their mouths shut when the Heike clan is mentioned."
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