These words once again made Lan Yamei think deeply. She said thoughtfully, "When I came here, I heard from the people down the mountain that the desertification of the land has become very serious in the past two years, and the harvest of crops is getting worse year by year. Many people in the village have gone to work at the Shura Taoist Temple in order to survive."
“There are indeed many people coming to the Shura Taoist Temple to work. In order to accommodate these people, the temple pooled its wisdom to build a pedestrian street, providing affordable accommodation for those who have traveled from afar seeking medical treatment. There are quite a few people who come to work. Those who are capable and literate are assigned to manage various inns, those who are quick-witted and perceptive are assigned to reception, and those who can cook are assigned to the kitchen. There are also some girls who do washing and cleaning. In short, we try to take in as many people as possible who come to seek employment. I am usually very busy, and this matter is managed by a dedicated person. However, I really didn’t know that people came up the mountain because of poor harvests.” Zhao Zhicheng’s eyes were open and honest as he continued, “I never imagined that in just three years, this place would become a barren land.”
Seeing that Zhao Zhicheng genuinely didn't know, a bold guess suddenly popped into Lan Yamei's mind: Could it be...? Thinking of that possibility, Lan Yamei's face turned pale, and she was even frightened by her own thought.
If that's true, and the current situation arose because someone's time travel disrupted the magnetic field balance, then wouldn't I and Zhao Zhicheng be the sinners of this era?
Zhao Zhicheng stayed here for more than three years, and the magnetic field became disordered, which affected the nearby people.
Wouldn't I end up in a similar situation in the future? Thinking of this, Lan Yamei felt a deep sense of guilt.
Qiu Zeyu saw right through her expression and asked, "What are you worried about? Why are you so scared?"
Lan Ya Mei glanced at the two of them, opened her mouth, but ultimately didn't say anything. She just said, "It's nothing, they're probably just tired. Let's hurry on our way!"
"Brother Zhao, can you ride a horse?" Qiu Zeyu suddenly asked.
"Of course I will, why?" Zhao Zhicheng didn't understand. Since Chunyu came, there had been no other means of transportation here, so he naturally learned to ride a horse.
“I’ll carry her for a while! Brother Zhao, you can ride one horse by yourself, how about that?” Qiu Zeyu said generously, making no attempt to hide his favoritism and care for Lan Yamei.
Zhao Zhicheng chuckled and nodded hurriedly, saying, "I understand, I understand, I understand!" He then climbed onto his horse and prepared to continue on his way.
This caught Lan Yamei off guard. Qiu Zeyu, sitting on horseback, stretched out his hand to her, his expression impeccable, like a perfect gentleman.
After sharing a horse last time, they were about to share another one, and Lan Yamei blushed for no apparent reason. A certain, not-so-sensitive nerve was suddenly struck; both times, Qiu Zeyu had initiated the opportunity. Could it be that he really liked her?
She felt a mix of excitement and unreality. Qiu Zeyu was outstanding in every way, and he even had a cousin who always cared for him. What did she have that made her so special?
"What are you doing? Hurry up!" Qiu Zeyu urged, reaching out his hand.
"Master, this!" Lan Ya Mei Niu pinched it, probably because Zhao Zhicheng was here today.
"What are you talking about! Do you still want to learn kung fu from me?" Qiu Zeyu said, feigning displeasure.
"Oh! Here I come." The topic of learning kung fu hit Lan Ya Mei's sore spot. As a martial arts enthusiast who had finally transmigrated here, understanding and mastering light-body skills, and promoting them, was her urgent responsibility.
Lan Yamei grabbed Qiu Zeyu's hand and mounted her horse.
This time is different from last time. Last time, Lan Ya Mei was in the back, but this time she is in the front.
Qiu Zeyu was tall and imposing; even with someone sitting in front of him, his view wasn't obstructed at all. Lan Yamei, on the other hand, was nervous, her heart pounding, and she crouched down to try and hug the horse's neck.
"Sit up!" A gentle baritone voice suddenly rang in her ears. Lan Yamei immediately gave up the idea, sat up straight, and gripped the saddle with both hands, trying her best not to let her ears turn red.
After all, she had been in the womb for over 30 years, and this kind of heartwarming and intimate care was a first for her.
Once Lan Yamei was seated, the two horses rode one after the other towards Longyang Town.
At this time, the Asura Temple was in complete chaos.
Before long, news of the fire at the Shura Temple, where the dead had been, had reached Lin'an City.
Three men in black stood before the burning Taoist temple, shocked and terrified. They were none other than the male-less, deadly servants, completely disoriented.
"We don't know how our lord is!" one of them shouted anxiously to the other two. "You were the ones who recommended him! What a miracle doctor! Now, who can go in and save him?"
The other two were rendered speechless by the insults, their faces ashen, and they dared not utter a single word.
The charred beams finally gave way to the weight of the red bricks and green tiles, collapsing with a loud crash. Thick smoke billowed up, and the fire intensified.
Amidst the crackling of burning and the sound of collapse, the leader of the men in black clenched his fists, already having made up his mind, "Let's run, we'll live one day at a time!"
"Big Brother!" Two of them looked at their leader and cried out sadly. Now that their lord's fate was unknown and the three of them were guilty of heinous crimes, they might as well flee for their lives and live in anonymity from now on.
The leader raised his hand to signal the two to stop talking, then took the sword from his waist and threw it into the fire.
Seeing this, the two brothers followed suit, and after finishing the task, the three of them hurriedly left the Asura Temple.
The steward, who was standing not far away, chuckled contemptuously and bowed to the person in the sedan chair, reporting through the curtain, "Reporting to Master, the head of the Eastern Depot is dead, and his three top experts have also escaped. Congratulations, Master, it has relieved a worry of your mind."
"The news has been released; it's time to close the net," the person inside the sedan chair said calmly.
"Yes, Master! This servant will escort you back to the palace first," the steward said respectfully.
"Um."
Upon receiving the order, with a gesture from the steward, four burly men steadily raised the sedan chair and slowly made their way down the mountain. A dozen or so guards provided comprehensive protection around the perimeter. The steward followed alongside, his face beaming with joy.
After walking about a hundred meters, someone in the sedan chair suddenly said, "That girl who sells fish cooks quite well."
The steward quickly approached the sedan chair and replied, "I encountered that girl when I came up. She should be coming down the mountain by now. If you like her, I'll try to bring her back to cook for you."
"Yes, I'll take care of it as soon as I get back!" the person in the sedan chair said lazily.
"Yes, Master."
Not only did the master like the girl's cooking, but the old steward had never tasted such unique dishes before. He had long harbored the idea of bringing the girl back to cook for him. Now that the master had given his approval, the old steward kept the matter in mind.
Although I never asked where the girl came from, her accent made her sound like she was from Lin'an, so finding her wouldn't be difficult.
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