Feng Jiakang immediately snatched the ticket back, his face grim, and asked, "What did you see?"
“A bunch of numbers.” Cheng Wuchun was stunned after answering. He realized he had said the wrong thing, and his expression turned sour.
Cheng Shuang lowered her eyes. BLD represents a convenience store, and CPD is most likely a lottery shop. Couldn't the natives see the information about the Gate of Reincarnation on the ticket?
And they even recognized Arabic numerals.
"And you?" Feng Jiakang asked Cheng Shuang condescendingly.
"I didn't see it. I picked it up and brought it out for our distinguished guest. My brother told me not to keep our distinguished guest waiting."
Her large, peach-blossom eyes looked at him without a trace of guilt or evasion, as if they were filled with starlight. Her chubby little face was pink and adorable. Ahhh, the loli is invincible!
Cheng Shuang frowned slightly, puzzled. Why was this uncle blushing?
The matter passed by so easily, which was something no one in the store had expected.
Even though Feng Jiakang had a sullen face while sitting in the eight-person sedan chair, nothing was actually more important than the tickets being returned intact.
Anyway, the indigenous people only see the numbers.
He thought.
Four children walked around the sedan chair. The burly men carrying the sedan chair did not deliberately speed up their pace to make things difficult for them. However, even at a normal pace, it was still difficult for the short-legged children to keep up.
Cheng Shuang stole a glance at Tian Sanlang beside her. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was panting heavily, clearly exhausted. Occasionally, their clothes would touch, and the chill emanating from his body almost made her shiver. Upon closer inspection, the beads of sweat were practically hanging on his eyelashes and brows—no, they shouldn't be called sweat, they should be called ice droplets.
His sweat instantly turned to ice, and his body temperature dropped to such a low level that even his movements became mechanical.
Tian Saburo hadn't expected to be so useless; he had only wasted his energy walking a few extra steps. He gasped for breath, feeling as if his entire body was frozen, shivering from his bones to his soul.
Finally, he stumbled and was about to fall to the ground. The stiffer his body became, the sharper his mind became. He even considered the consequences of falling... The sedan chair definitely wouldn't stop and wait for him. He could only hope that Wu Chun and Wu Dong wouldn't give up this opportunity, or at least that one of them would be there...
However, just before he was about to be smashed to pieces, someone grabbed him by the collar, nearly shoving his nose to the ground.
"Are you trying to scam me? Get up yourself!" The little girl's voice was laced with malice, and she was panting heavily from exertion. "Where's the candy! Don't even think about blaming me for my candy!"
"In...in the basket!" His throat was hoarse and whimpering from the cold, a result of frostbite. He watched the departing sedan chair and his two brothers, who kept looking back with worried expressions. His suggestive eyes moved horizontally twice.
As expected, Cheng Wuchun understood his meaning and forcefully dragged Cheng Wudong to follow the sedan chair.
Cheng Shuang gently put him down, took a candy from his basket, unwrapped it, and stuffed it into his icy lips. Her lowered eyes concealed all her emotions.
It turns out that sugar really is a life-saving medicine for the people of the Abyss City!
Remembering the cold teacups in the restaurant, the young girl glanced at the straight main road, estimated the distance, slowly took out her water pouch from her bag, and took a small sip.
The water temperature is normal.
In other words, only food or water produced locally will have the flash-freezing property!
She remembered this well.
After a few moments of calm, Tian Saburo reached out shakily to the bamboo basket, took out all the candies, unwrapped them, suppressed his heartache, and popped them into his mouth in one go. When he looked up again, there was no one in front of him; he only saw a figure walking away from him.
Before anyone knew it, Cheng Shuang had already gone after the sedan chair. She was such a small person, but she ran quite fast!
Tian Saburo's eyelids twitched, and he inexplicably felt like laughing. He breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and after his body calmed down, he rolled over and lay on the ground, staring blankly at the 'defense shield' above his head... At least he was alive again this time.
Qingyou City has only two main roads that intersect and run through the entire city. The remaining smaller roads and buildings are intertwined in a chaotic and disorderly manner, so much so that even if a person from the city accidentally wanders into them, they will occasionally lose their way.
The sedan chair traveled along the main road and eventually reached the city center. Cheng Shuang was wearing running socks, so her speed was not slow, but she was not too aggressive and would not let the natives notice anything amiss.
So she only caught up at a steady pace when the sedan chair stopped at the gate of an inner city wall.
The Cheng brothers were eagerly helping Feng Jiakang out of the sedan chair. Feng Jiakang held his head high and didn't look to the side, showing impatience. When they heard footsteps, the three of them turned around and saw the little girl with pink cheeks from running. Her two little buns on her head were trembling and about to fall off, looking just like a little rabbit with its ears standing up.
So cute!
Feng Jiakang let out a lewd laugh, involuntarily reaching out his hand and whispering, "Slow down, slow down, I'm waiting for you!"
The Cheng brothers, who were used and then discarded: ...Damn, is this some kind of differential treatment?!
The inner city walls are not high, only about two meters high, and the gates are tightly closed. Logically speaking, given the ability of the maintainers, they should not be willingly trapped inside.
Cheng Shuang made a special observation and found that there was no one guarding outside the city wall, but there were two soldiers standing at the city gate. As soon as they saw Feng Jiakang, they immediately smiled.
Cheng Wudong took out the travel permit and had a soldier register it to understand the situation, while Cheng Wuchun accompanied Feng Jiakang and sent away the sedan chair bearers. Cheng Shuang silently followed on the other side of Feng Jiakang, listening to the conversation between Cheng Wuchun and the soldier.
"There are three brothers in us, and our older brother hasn't made it yet. Could you please make an exception and include him in the list, sir?"
The soldier was clearly not so easy to talk to. He tried to control his expression, but it still revealed a hint of impatience and contempt. "Do you think this is a vegetable market? Do you think our VIPs are short of servants? Ha, if our VIPs give a shout, half the city will swarm here." He gestured towards the city, "Even inside, there are several empty seats!" After saying that, he handed the freshly poured hot tea to Feng Jiakang, his smile honest and simple, "Please have some tea, esteemed guest. I'm sorry to trouble you. Once we enter the city center, please tell them what you would like to eat!"
Cheng Wuchun's expression was not good. He glanced at Cheng Shuang and called out to Cheng Wudong, "Xiaodong, Brother Tian didn't come!"
Cheng Wudong didn't turn around, but whispered a few words to the soldier who was recording. The soldier immediately looked up and saw Cheng Shuang, who had been silent all along.
Cheng Shuang understood; they were going to discard them after they had served their purpose... Ugh, that's murder!
"Miss, where's your travel permit!" Perhaps because Cheng Shuang was dressed so smartly, the soldier's tone wasn't too harsh. However, Cheng Wudong gave a wicked smile. "Sir, she lost her travel permit!"
These words immediately alerted the two soldiers. They scrutinized Cheng Shuang carefully from head to toe, their earnestness no different from that of someone trying to identify a spy from another country.
Although Feng Jiakang couldn't help but treat the little girl differently, he was actually happy to see this kind of infighting. Thinking of the native he had knocked away, and then looking at the few in front of him, he calmly took a sip of tea. It would be even better if they fought; let them see what they were capable of, managing to keep so many protectors under house arrest in the central city.
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