The rain stopped.
On the muddy road, two carriages drove up.
Yuan Jiu, who was leading the way on horseback, was soaked to the skin and looked tired, but his eyes were still cold, like a lone wolf looking for food.
Two carriages followed.
The carriage Mo Can drove was splashed with mud and water, which showed how difficult it was to travel on a rainy day.
Ji Yan's carriage looked completely different. Not only was the sheepskin lantern hanging half deflated, but the goods on the carriage were also covered in mud. Pan Yuan, who was sitting in the car, was covered in mud. He was in a miserable state and had a grimace on his face.
Yu Ye was riding behind, wrapped in a raincloth. Although he looked embarrassed, he was smiling.
The reason why he was in a hurry to leave Xiangshui Village was purely because of Yuan Jiu's guilty conscience. Mo Can was also afraid of injuring shopkeeper Kuang, so he could only urge everyone to get up early and go on their way.
It is not easy to drive in the dark, but who would have thought that it would be windy and rainy again. As a result, Ji Yan's carriage overturned within a few dozen miles. Pan Yuan, who was in the car, was immediately thrown into the ditch beside the road. His screams drowned out the frightened neighing of the horse.
That guy has such a loud voice!
At that time, Yu Yebu stood by and helped pull out the carriage and carry the goods. When we started on the road again, the clouds had cleared and the rain had cleared, and the sky was bright. Only Pan Yuan hugged his thigh and kept cursing. He looked really miserable. If there is a theory of cause and effect in the world, he deserved his fate.
At noon, a large number of houses appeared in front of us.
It is said that Herb Town has arrived.
But Yuan Jiu stopped and raised his hand to signal.
At the intersection ahead, which should be the intersection of Caoba Town, there were five or six strong men standing, questioning the passers-by from time to time. Before the carriage and horses could get close, they were stopped by two men with knives.
Yuan Jiu rode on the horse and said indifferently: "What's the matter?"
The man blocking the road said arrogantly: "Where are you coming from, where are you going, are there any Taoist people in the car?"
"In the car are the family members of shopkeeper Li Shuikang. They are going to Queling Mountain to visit relatives. Get out of the way——"
"Yohe..."
"That's it, that's all, fellow warriors, please don't harm your kindness..."
Although Yuan Jiu is a man of few words, he is extremely domineering. The man blocking the road saw that he was filled with murderous intent and that he was a member of the Jianghu community who was escorting his family. He did not want to break up with him, so he and his companions waved their hands and let him go.
The group of carriages and horses continued to move forward.
Yu Ye followed Ji Yan's carriage and headed towards the town. But his eyes were paying attention to the few men at the intersection, and he couldn't help but frown in thought.
Are these people in the world searching for Taoists?
Could it be that it was Boss Hu's men again, following Bu Yi's orders, looking for his whereabouts in the wild? Beiqi Town is seven or eight hundred miles away, and Boss Hu actually found Caoban Town from Beiqi Town?
This group of people didn't seem to know his age and appearance.
On the bluestone streets, there is an endless stream of cars, horses and pedestrians. The shops on both sides are next to each other, and shouts and hawking sounds come and go. The lively street scene is far better than that of Beiqi Town, but it is also a mixture of dragons and snakes and a bit more chaotic.
At the crossroads, the carriage turned right.
On the gate building facing the street, there are the words "Maoyuan Inn". Turn into the gatehouse and you will find the courtyard of the inn. There are not only ordinary guest rooms in the courtyard, but also a row of small independent courtyards. Two guys came forward to greet the carriages and horses and arrange the guest rooms. Ji Yan helped Pan Yuan get out of the car, ordered the assistants to clean the carriage, and looked for a doctor to treat Pan Yuan's illness. It was inevitable that he would be busy for a while.
Yu Ye took the long sword and the package on his back and found his residence.
Shopkeeper Kuang rented a courtyard with the words "Furong Garden" engraved on the tiles in front of the courtyard door. Entering the courtyard, you are surrounded by corridors, surrounded by flowers, and the windows are bright. There are four side rooms on the left and right. Pan Yuan and Yuan Jiu live in the two on the left, Mo Can lives in the one on the right, and Yu Ye and Ji Yan share the remaining room. The three main rooms in the small courtyard are occupied by shopkeeper Kuang and his family of three. Behind the left and right side rooms, there are pools and conveniences.
Spacious and stylish!
This is Yu Ye’s emotion after walking into the yard!
The side room on the right near the courtyard gate is his residence. There are two beds in the room, wooden tables, wooden stools, clothes hangers, bronze mirrors, candlesticks, kettles, tea cups, wooden basins for washing, clay pots, etc.
Luxurious and comfortable!
Yu Ye put down the package and sword, sat down on the soft bed, and couldn't help but sigh again, as if he was a poor boy who had never seen the world.
It's not his fault. Children in the mountains have stutters and have enough clothes to cover their bodies. Only when he walked out of the mountains, experienced the hustle and bustle of the world, and saw the vastness of the world, did he understand the difference between rich and poor, the unpredictable nature of people's hearts, and the difficulties of the world.
Yu Ye took off his muddy gown, found a blue gown from the package and put it on, then washed his face and tied his hair into a bun again. After packing up, he walked out carrying the tub and the clothes he had changed. As soon as he arrived in the yard, a neatly dressed middle-aged woman came over and reached out to grab the wooden basin in his hand. He hurriedly turned around to avoid it and said, "What are you doing..."
"puff--"
Cai'er was sitting on the stool in front of the main room, but she was smiling brightly and said, "You freeloader, why are you panicking?"
Yu Ye raised his eyes and said seriously: "I'm washing clothes, this sister-in-law..."
"puff--"
Cai'er couldn't help but laugh again and said: "Guests staying in Furong Garden have no reason to wash their own clothes. This sister-in-law is the laundry lady of the inn, you should thank her!"
Someone does laundry?
The woman in front of her still stretched out her hands with a humble smile on her face.
"Oh, thank you sister-in-law!"
Yu Ye thanked him, then handed over his clothes, took the wooden basin and turned back to his room, still feeling embarrassed and depressed.
Alas, it’s a joke again!
That’s it, let’s go out for a walk. Staying in the same courtyard as Miss Kuang, you might as well say something unpleasant.
Yu Ye tidied up his clothes and walked out of the door again.
And the more he fears something, the more it will come.
"Freeloader——"
Yu Ye ignored it.
He then heard: "Uncle Mo is accompanying my father to pay the bill, Ji Yan is accompanying Brother Pan to treat his leg injury, and my mother is resting in the room. Today's lunch will be simple, take it -"
Cai'er held a bamboo box in her hand, with several pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake inside.
Turns out she meant well!
Since lunch is simple, just fill your stomach.
Yu Ye hesitated for a moment, then walked over and took two pieces of pastry. While eating, he turned and left. Suddenly, he heard Cai'er behind him laughing and saying, "Freeloader..."
"Ahem..."
Yu Ye choked on the cake unexpectedly, coughed twice, and turned around to glare, only to see Cai'er sitting on the stool, shaking her feet, tilting her head and looking at the sky, with an innocent look on her face, but she still had a smile on her cheeks. A sly smile.
"snort!"
Yu Ye groaned and hurried out of the yard. Sure enough, Cai'er's silvery laughter came from the yard. He swallowed the cakes hard, went to the kitchen and drank some water, then went to the stables to look around, then turned to the street.
At noon, there are few people on the street.
Yu Ye recognized the flags and flags on both sides of the street and found a grocery store. He bought two thick stacks of yellow paper, asked about Langhao pens, and bought a few on the way. Then he put everything under his arm and continued walking on the street.
Herbal Inn?
Yu Ye looked at the sign in front of a shop and walked in.
A medicine store is a medicine store. Buy some cinnabar and keep it for later use.
The shop has three large rooms facing the street, with shopkeepers and waiters busy attracting customers. The shelves on both sides of the house are filled with various herbs and dry goods from the mountains, and there is a door leading to the backyard.
"Brother, please give me orders!"
An older guy greeted Yu Ye.
"You're welcome, here's a jar of fine cinnabar."
"Cinnabar... OK, wait a moment!"
The man went to get the cinnabar.
While waiting in the wild, I looked around.
This shop was a little different from the drug stores he was familiar with. There was no doctor sitting in the clinic, and there were no ready-made medicines on the shelves. Instead, there were batches of medicinal materials stacked up. It looked more like a warehouse.
"Haha, it's not often that you come to the Herb Shop to buy cinnabar!"
Someone was laughing and muttering to himself, and then asked, "Is this a Taoist who bought cinnabar for drawing talismans?"
Yu Zhizhi jumped and turned around slowly.
Sitting on a stool not far away was a young man in his mid-twenties, wearing a silk gown, with fair complexion and fine features. He looked like a kid from a wealthy family, but he behaved freely and had an easy-going smile.
Yu Ye shook his head to deny it.
The young man smiled and said: "Brother, you can't hide this from me." He pointed with his eyes and then said: "The yellow paper, the wolf brush, and the cinnabar you bought are all used for drawing talismans. But as far as I know, Overseas immortal sects use the skin and blood of spiritual beasts to refine talismans. It is difficult for an expert to draw talismans on yellow paper like yours!"
Yu Ye looked at the pen and paper under his arm, then at the young man, not knowing how to respond.
The other party doesn't look like a monk, so how can he know the art of making talismans?
Is he an expert from Qizhou?
The clerk came back with a jar of cinnabar in his hand and said: "Baicao Herbal Inn sells large quantities of medicinal materials and does not retail cinnabar, but there is no business of driving out the door. Please give me a tael of silver!"
Yu Ye couldn't help but said: "Is it so expensive?"
He once bought a jar of cinnabar, but it only cost two cents of silver. The Baicao Store actually charged one tael of silver, which was dozens of times more expensive.
But I heard the young man say: "Man, this jar of cinnabar is on my account!"
"useless!
Yu Ye hurriedly refused, took out a piece of silver and handed it to the waiter, took the cinnabar and turned around to leave. When he got to the door, he couldn't help but look back.
The young man didn't care about his rudeness, but said with a smile: "Brother, see you again when we are destined!"
Yu Ye nodded perfunctorily, turned around and left the Herbal Inn. He no longer had any intention of wandering around and walked straight ahead.
I thought that by staying away from Xuanhuang Mountain and Beiqi Mountain, I would be able to escape Bu Yi's pursuit. Who would have thought that coming to Herb Town would be the same as before. Not to mention that there were people checking me at the intersection, even when I went out to buy something, my flaws were noticed. He is not afraid of those Jianghu people, but he is afraid of Bu Yi and the monks from Qizhou. Once his whereabouts are revealed, he cannot be beaten or escaped. Rather than getting into trouble and reaping the consequences, it's better to be careful and nip it in the bud.
Yu Ye was like a frightened bird and hurried back to the inn. He entered the guest room in Furong Garden, ignored Cai'er's call, closed the door directly, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
The man from Baicao Inn didn't follow him. Could it be that he was mistakenly blamed?
Regardless of who that person is, it is only because of his poor cultivation that he has no means of fending off the enemy except his sword energy. Now, the armor-piercing talisman that was unexpectedly obtained but had no clue has turned out to be another hope for saving one's life.
Jiaoying, Jiaoying, is there such a pitiful and helpless monk as me in the world?
Yu Ye cut the yellow paper, prepared cinnabar, picked up the langhao pen, and continued to draw his armor-breaking talisman. What the outcome would be, he didn't know. Just like this road in front of me...
