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As soon as Yan Dahan walked out of the inn, Bai Feng immediately sent thorns to follow him until he saw that he was really far away before he could stop and turn back. Then, he started to pack his luggage with Murong Yan, as if he was going on a long journey again. Horses, stationed in front of the inn, waiting for the thorns.
But after a while, Jingji returned as promised and only reported that the guard was really sending people to look for the person and had not deceived Bai Feng and the others. But the young swordsman replied: "I don't expect him to find Dugu Qi for us."
"Telling Yan Dahan that we want to find Dugu Qi is just an excuse to divert his attention, so that he will be unable to easily grasp our whereabouts. Besides, we have informed him in advance, and we will not easily attract him again when we visit along the street. The official’s suspicion.”
After speaking, Bai Feng threw the reins of the horse to the thorns, while he patted the forehead of the other horse and continued to preach in a familiar manner: "There is a high-ranking and powerful person who is not well known to the officials. Then this person 'Dugu Qi' must have another name that is more well-known to the world. Let's go to the streets and ask around, and be careful not to add any extraneous details."
"Yeah!" Jingjia and Murong Yan said in unison, and then followed the young swordsman through the streets and alleys to start their search.
Whenever they met passers-by who favored them, they would immediately strike up a conversation and ask about important matters. In just half a day, they had walked through more than 20 side streets, large and small. Among the hundreds of people looking for them, they actually No one knows Dugu Qi.
After a while, they came to a tea stall and stopped for a long time. These three people and three horses were all dressed as travellers. They should have been very eye-catching, but no one in the crowd gathered in front of the tea stall had laid eyes on them. On the contrary, they put all their energy into It was on top of a parade float that was passing slowly in the middle of the road.
Speaking of this beautifully decorated and unique float, the first place people can look at from a distance must be the coachman who is skillfully controlling the two horses. His hair was tied up in a bun with a wooden hairpin, his temples were like snow, and his face was wearing a red ghost mask. The mask was carved with sharp and pointed facial features, and the image of a terrifying evil ghost was outlined with white and black paint.
Then people can roughly see the overall structure of the float - from the yoke to the outer shell, every part of the float is painted with cinnabar color and carefully polished. Among the bright cinnabar paint, there are four leaves painted with gold paint. There are four graceful blond women sitting in the window.
They wear transparent earrings and formal waist-length skirts. When they see people on the roadside, they will extend their hands from the four windows to say hello shyly. Their eyes are deep and smart, and sometimes they chat and laugh happily with their companions. Sometimes he hides shyly and peeks at the situation outside. All in all, they all look childish and full of energy.
After a moment, an unknown black-haired girl walked up the stairs from the car to the top-floor pavilion on the roof of the carriage. The small pavilion is surrounded by flowers, which can be described as colorful and colorful. The brunette was dressed dignifiedly and elegantly. There were several turquoise stones sewn on her belt, and a red gem the size of a fist was decorated around her neck. These gems were also polished and polished very delicately.
When the onlookers saw this, they immediately fell silent, along with the four blond women in the carriage. Everyone watched silently as the brunette walked around the small pavilion, and listened to her greeting the people around her one by one: "May the gods bless you, kind and loyal people."
Under the intertwining sound of carriage wheels and horse bells, the brunette's voice was not covered up at all, but was conveyed to everyone present with great penetrating power. Her voice had a calmness that was inconsistent with her young appearance. Enough to surprise anyone who has only met her once.
The salesman carrying the grocery rack on his shoulders shook his rattle and stared at the float with serious eyes, as if he truly felt that he could be blessed by the nobleman inside the carriage, and he was very pious. However, at the same time, he was completely unaware that a young thief took the opportunity to steal the legendary stories of monsters on his shelf.
Just as the thief was about to escape through the crowd, Bai Feng and three others happened to block his way.
Without saying a word, Jingjia immediately took the storybook from the thief and was about to lecture him loudly, but was immediately stopped by Bai Feng. The young swordsman returned the storybook to the little thief, and at the same time coerced him to go to the salesman in person, pay the money for the storybook out of his own pocket, and only said: "Remember to hand over the money first when you buy something. Get something more.”
The salesman took the money and didn't realize what was happening for a moment, so he asked: "This young man, what has happened to you?"
Bai Feng said nothing and stared at the little thief thoughtfully. Everyone followed him and stared at the little thief without knowing what he was talking about. Until the end, the thief could not resist the shame of being caught and exposed, so he had no choice but to The storybook was returned to the salesman, "When I make money, I will come back and buy..." After leaving this sentence, he turned around and ran away.
The salesman looked at the floats going away and complained unwillingly: "It's weird, you guys are delaying me from seeing the floats!"
"Big brother, this little one is here for the first time. I wonder who was on the float that just left?" Bai Feng bowed his hands and continued, "If I have offended the gods, please forgive me for my rudeness."
"How could the kind God blame you lost lambs?" The salesman put the storybook back on the shelf, counted the money Bai Feng had given him, returned it all, and said, "That was our saintly lady just now. , you have done such good things in front of the Holy Lady, if she knows, she will definitely be very happy!"
"Lord Saint?" Bai Feng and Jing Ji sighed almost at the same time, and looked at Murong Yan together.
After hearing this, Murong Yan suddenly lost consciousness. After a moment, she asked in a mysterious manner: "Brother, what do you mean by your words? Do you know that the young man just now stole your book?"
"That kid often comes to my bookstall to read. He has almost finished reading the book. I saw that few people wanted to buy it, and I happened to meet him because he was so evil-minded. I gave him the book as a gift." The salesman spoke for a long time and sighed repeatedly: "Oh, who knew I would meet such warm-hearted people like you!"
"It seems that we are doing something bad with good intentions? Brother Feng?" Murong Yan joked to Bai Feng, and the crowd that had temporarily gathered for the float gradually dispersed.
After the float parade and the book presentation by the salesman, Bai Feng and Jing Jie kept asking Murong Yan why she avoided talking about the "Saint Girl" on the road. However, Murong Yan still refused to explain clearly in public, and her words and demeanor were inconsistent. Hemming and hawing, dodging. She did not begin to tell the story until the three of them checked into another inn in the evening.
