Chapter 125 There Are Still Many Good People in the World
Eight hundred miles east of Yancheng, in a restaurant in Moxiaocheng.
A slender young man sat at the table, eating braised beef with soy sauce and frowning at the wrinkled map in his hand.
"Damn it..." The young man couldn't help but curse. The contrast between his handsome appearance and vulgar words immediately attracted the attention of people around him.
An old man eating noodles took a bite of garlic and asked:
"Young man, I see you're just staring at a map. You don't even eat the cold beef. What are you staring at?"
The young man scratched his head. "I came from Yancheng and followed the map all the way here, but why do I feel like I'm getting further and further northeast, as if I'm getting further and further away from Dongyan Country?"
"Cough cough..." The old man choked on a mouthful of noodles and coughed for a long time before saying:
"You're such a fool, young man! You should be heading southwest from Yancheng, so why are you in Moxiaocheng? Yancheng is even closer to Dongyan Country!"
"Ah?" The young man - Yun Chen was stunned. He turned the map over and over, looking at it in confusion.
The old man shook his head as he watched, picked up his noodles and sat down in front of Yun Chen's desk.
Yun Chen obediently pushed the braised beef to the old man's bowl:
"Uncle, you can eat your meat, please feel free. After you finish eating, please help me look at this map!"
The old man didn't hesitate and finished a plate of braised beef in sauce with just a few chopsticks. After slurping down his noodles, he took the map from Yun Chen's hand, glanced at it, and smacked his lips and said:
"You're such a fool! I mean, you're stupid! This map is completely wrong. If you follow this, you'll end up at the border of the Southern Kingdom!"
Yun Chen was stunned. He looked at the map several times and then froze in his tracks, thinking carefully:
The day he was kicked out of the Huo Gang and searched the streets for the letter in vain.
When the old lady said philosophically in the warm atmosphere of fireworks that they would either become a pair or break their heads and bleed, Yun Chen's heart was settled.
She made up her mind to go to Dongyan Kingdom.
Unfortunately, she was driven out by the Huo Gang in such a hurry that she didn't have anything with her, not even any money.
In the end, the old lady, Aunt Li, and Brother Zhang chipped in, and Miaomiao added two copper coins, so that they had enough money for the trip.
With the money, Yun Chen bought a fast horse and a white steamed bun, said goodbye to the old lady and others one by one, hugged Miaomiao and the black cat, and then rode out of the city.
Just eighty miles out of the city, she saw a thin man selling clothes on the roadside, and he asked her to buy some nice clothes.
The thin man smiled and said:
"My dear brother, the clothes you are wearing are too thin. You will catch a cold if you ride in them. Take a look at the clothes I sell. They are warmer than what you are wearing and less conspicuous."
Yun Chen thought it made sense. The Huo Gang guard uniform she was wearing was indeed too conspicuous. Even though the lion logo had been removed, if she ran into an enemy of the Huo Gang, they would immediately recognize her as a Huo Gang guard, which would only cause trouble.
Although the thin man's clothing stall was small, it displayed all kinds of clothes, both men's and women's, made of expensive materials and in gorgeous colors.
She picked out a black martial arts uniform of ordinary style, suitable for fighting, and then she remembered that she was penniless and had already spent her last copper coin on steamed buns.
As if seeing her embarrassment, the thin man said:
"Little brother, are you short of money? It's okay, you can wear it first and return it to me when you have money."
Yun Chen was surprised, "I don't even know you, big brother, yet you're willing to give me credit?"
The thin man said:
"This brother is obviously a man of high character, loyalty, and integrity. He relies on trust and integrity to survive in the underworld! I believe that this little brother will not default on his debt. Besides, these clothes are just something I made myself when I had some free time. It's nothing serious. Don't be polite, little brother, just take them and wear them!"
Yun Chen was extremely grateful and wrote down the thin man's address with many thanks. He promised to visit him one day to express his gratitude and return the money in full.
After changing his clothes, Yun Chen continued on his way. When passing through a small town, he came across a blacksmith shop where a tall and thin blacksmith was selling weapons and swords.
Yun Chen had no weapon in his hand, and he felt very empty and uncomfortable, so he couldn't help but go forward to choose one.
The tall and thin blacksmith handed her a long sword. The scabbard was thick and black, and was engraved with auspicious cloud patterns.
When the sword was drawn, there was a crisp buzzing sound.
The sword body is pure black like ink, stained red by blood, and engraved with the ancient seal script "Xuan Jiu".
This sword is heavier than ordinary swords, looks more imposing, and is also very powerful when wielded.
Yun Chen practiced with the sword twice and felt that it was very handy.
Yun Chen never thought that there was a hermit in a mountain village who could forge such a precious sword, so he wanted to exchange his horse for the sword.
The tall and thin blacksmith agreed immediately and praised Yun Chen:
"This brother is obviously a master! Look at the few times he swung his sword just now. The sword energy was so powerful and surging that it was like the roar of a ferocious beast. Sand and rocks flew in the sword energy, covering the sky and the sun..."
Yun Chen felt guilty after being praised. He thought that if he continued, he would be described as the reincarnation of a sword immortal. He hurriedly thanked the blacksmith and walked away.
Before leaving, the blacksmith gave her a short knife for self-defense, saying it was a buy-one-get-one-free gift as a gift of friendship.
Yun Chen continued on his way with a sword and a knife in his pocket.
Along the way, I met a young man willing to trade a dagger for ten taels of silver; a horse dealer selling a thousand-mile horse for a low price; a traveling doctor who needed horse manure for medicine and was willing to exchange it for a roll of soft blankets and winter clothes; and a big brother who did charity work on the roadside, giving away honey, milk and cheese...
Yun Chen tried hard to recall. She remembered that the last person was a thin musician who was attracted by the twenty hairs on her ponytail and was willing to exchange them for a precise, accurate and detailed map.
"I was saying that this journey was too smooth. When you go out, you will definitely suffer losses." Yun Chen muttered to himself while looking at the map.
The old man ate and drank his fill, patted Yun Chen on the shoulder, and said with a smug smile, his mouth full of garlic:
"Since you treated me to beef, I'm giving you this!"
As the old man spoke, he took out a piece of gold-foiled rice paper from his bosom. It was a half-finished sketch, with the mountains, rivers, towns, villages, distances and areas... all clearly marked on the map.
The old man said:
"You're lucky! My ancestor was a cartographer who made maps for the previous emperor. It's been my family's doing. I happen to have a rough sketch of the map, but I got halfway through when the pen ran dry and the ink ran out, so I had to scrap it. But it won't affect your trip to Dongyan Country, so take it!"
"Thank you, sir!" Yun Chen thanked him repeatedly, lamenting that he was lucky and that there were still many good people in the world. He completely forgot that he had walked in the opposite direction for more than a month in vain.
She packed up the map, said goodbye to the old man, immediately got on her horse, and left at lightning speed.
After helping others, the old man was obviously very happy. He hummed a little tune proudly and was about to get up and leave, but he saw four very thin men sitting down and surrounding him.
Although the four men were dressed in ordinary clothes, their eyes were sharp and they were obviously martial artists.
A man put his hand on the old man's shoulder and asked with a forced smile:
"Old man, what were you bragging about just now? What are you meddling in for no reason? Tell me!"
The old man was stunned by this scene. "It's nothing. The guy's map was wrong and he kept getting lost. I gave him the correct map."
Another man pulled out a curl of ponytail from his pocket, threw it on the ground in anger, and said angrily:
"It's all in vain! What should I do?"
"What else can we do? Report to the Master immediately!"
"Just tell the master that you don't want to live anymore? Or you should tell Brother Wanchen first, ah!"
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