Huiyue City, one of the one hundred and eight main city-level city-states of the Cangyun Empire.

Located in the middle of the empire, Huiyue City is different from Qinglan City, which is a city governed entirely by imperial institutions, and its system at all levels is no different from that of the imperial capital.

Li Mu and the three of them walked on the business road into the city, although they had prepared enough changes of clothes, but more than a month of wild life still made them look a little unkempt, and now what they wanted was to enter Huiyue City, quickly find an inn, and sleep well.

The walls of Huiyue City are by no means comparable to Lishui City, and the scale of the entire city is definitely a very large existence, even if it is at the level of the main city.

Li Mu and they are going to enter the southern city gate at this time, the huge city gate made of fine iron is all painted with vermilion paint, and the four bluestone avenues run through here, pedestrians, carriages and horses do not know how many times they come, and the soldiers guarding are all wearing the armor of the emperor's ** team, which is majestic and awe-inspiring.

Compared with the busyness of Qinglan City as a port city, Huiyue City, which is located in the inland area, gives people a heavy feeling.

Looking at the majestic city in front of him, Li Mu couldn't wait to hurry into the city to see the style of this super city, and the little skin on his shoulders had already jumped up and down, dancing, this little guy seemed to be the first time to enter the city-state of the human race, and his little face was full of excitement.

The procedures for entering the city were extremely simple, and the soldiers guarding only asked a little about the origin and purpose, and then let Li Mu and the three of them go, and Li Mu, who entered the city, was immediately attracted by the scene in front of him.

The avenue is more than 100 zhang wide and is all made of white granite, stretching directly from the city gate to the center of the city, there are many shops on both sides of the avenue, countless signboard flags, red bricks and green tiles come and go one after another, pavilions and pavilions are ingenious, all kinds of small buildings, mansions, mansions are countless, and there is no end in sight.

Walking on the avenue, there are heroic or vicissitudes, or smart, or sophisticated pedestrian faces in front of and behind you, cars and horses shuttle, the flow of people is like weaving, the shop guys are shouting hard, the opera in the wine shop and teahouse is singing, and occasionally there is a long neighing of horses from nowhere, and a vivid city is like a colorful picture scroll slowly unfolding in front of Li Mu.

The afterglow of the twilight sunset sprinkled on the eaves of the pavilion, sprinkled in the Qing Mansion in the deep courtyard, sprinkled on the hat of the canal boatman, and sprinkled on the pipa sprinkled in the arms of the singer, all of which added a bit of hazy and poetic to the rising night scene of the Bright Moon City.

A prosperous city and half a city smoke, how many people in the world are drunk and immortal.

This is the true portrayal of this Huiyue City, as one of the oldest super cities in the Cangyun Empire, it has witnessed the prosperity and decline of the empire, recorded the love and hatred of many literati and dancers and Qinglou dancers, and also carried thousands of years of civilization inheritance and population reproduction.

Too many supreme monks have cultivated, broken through, and become enlightened in this city, and there is more than one person who has soared here in history, if Qinglan City is the Oriental Pearl of the Empire, then Huiyue City is the Dinghai Divine Needle that is deeply rooted in the inland, and stability and heritage have always been synonymous with Huiyue City.

Li Mu and the three of them first found a wine shop, ordered a few pots of warm wine, shouted a few pots of side dishes, and then devoured them, the long field experience made them all miss the food of the civilized world very much, although it was just some home-cooked side dishes, but in the mouths of the three of them, it became the top delicacy at this time.

After a full meal of Li Mu and his entourage returned to the street, Lin Qingzhu had already inquired about a nearby inn when he had eaten before, at this time Huiyue City was already full of lights, a bright red lantern was hung out by the shopkeeper along the street, and those magnificent small buildings and mansions in the distance were also lit up with candle lights, and Huiyue City in the night completely changed its appearance.

"I finally know what Chang'an City is described in the book, this is the charm and accumulation of the thousand-year-old city. ”

Li Mu's muttering was heard by Lin Qingzhu in his ears, the girl lifted the green silk in front of her forehead, and asked with a smile what Chang'an was, Li Mu was stunned for a while, reached out and touched Lin Qingzhu's head, and did not answer.

Turning a street corner, the inn where the three of them were going to stay was in front of them, but a stall on the side of the road attracted Li Mu's attention.

I saw a white-bearded old man sitting behind a wooden table, dressed in a dark blue robe, and a banner was erected next to it, with the word "divine calculation" on it.

Seeing Li Mu's gaze, Lao Dao waved his right hand, opened the folding fan in his hand, and said to the three people who stopped in front of him.

"Fortune-telling, pointing to the maze, those who are destined don't take a penny. ”

Although Lao Dao looked at the fairy wind Dao bones, Li Muke was a man who had been baptized by various deceptions on the earth in the twenty-first century, although he was a little curious at this time, he would not really go to this old Dao to calculate his fate.

"Let's go, let's go to the inn. ”

Just as Li Mu beckoned Lin Qingzhu and Fang Yan to walk towards the inn, the little skin on his shoulder jumped onto the wooden table in front of the fortune teller, and waved at Li Mu.

"You monkey, you still want to tell fortunes, but you can't do it, I'll throw people here if you don't come again. ”

The scene of the little monkey devouring the nine-leaf lingzhi is still vivid, and now he even wants to run to tell his fortune, and the angry Li Mu stepped forward and carried it in his hand.

"Brother Mu, what's the matter, Xiaopi can count it if you want to, maybe it's a fateful person, and you won't take a penny. ”

In the end, Li Mu was defeated under the double coquettish offensive of Lin Qingzhu and Xiaopi, put the little monkey in front of Lao Dao, and opened his mouth to signal that the monkey should be counted as a hexagram.

"Noble birth, hidden but not hairy, bloodline inheritance, shouldering the mission, can't be counted, can't be counted. ”

Lao Dao carefully looked at the little monkey in front of him, silently reciting a jerky mantra in his mouth, and the three fingers of his right hand kept twisting, but as if he had encountered some obstacles, he could only give up this hexagram in the end.

Li Mu listened to the words of the fortune teller in his heart, originally thought that he was just a charlatan, but he didn't expect that there were really two brushes, Xiaopi is Zhu Yan's blood, he didn't tell anyone about this matter, but Lao Dao can spy on one or two, it can be seen that it is not completely nonsense.

"Sir, don't care, it's embarrassing for you to tell the fortune of this leather monkey, this is fortune telling money, you take it. ”

Li Mu took out two Cangyun coins from his arms and put them on the table of the fortune teller, and beckoned Lin Qingzhu, who looked disappointed, to leave, and the little monkey also jumped back to Li Mu's shoulder, this time the fortune telling was just for fun, and Fang Yan and Lin Qingzhu did not take the words of the fortune teller to heart.

"Little brother, you and I are destined, the old man will send you a hexagram, through the mountains and against the current, the fairy cave mansion, the Lingyun Palace, what you see is not true, ask your heart, you can get your wish. ”

Before the three of them had taken a few steps, Li Mu heard the voice of the old man behind him, and turned his head to look, only to find that the old dao who was still there just now, along with his small wooden table and the divine calculation flag, was gone.

"It's strange, this old way can't fly. ”

Li Mu muttered, but Fang Yan, who was walking in front, was already greeting himself, except for himself, the other companions didn't seem to hear the last hexagram of Lao Dao, and even the little skin on his shoulder grabbed his head by himself, as if nothing had happened.

Li Mu, who couldn't figure it out, didn't get entangled, Quan Dang met an old fortune teller who had some skills, and he didn't care about the hexagram, and chased Lin Qingzhu and they walked towards the inn.