Chapter Eighty-Three: Helping Hands
"You want to see the city lord?"
"Yes. ”
The speaker didn't raise his head, but threw three pieces of paper to the three of them, and said, "Fill in the things quickly, look at them carefully, and don't miss or make mistakes, the city lord hates typos the most." ”
The above to fill in is very simple, nothing more than the name, age, place of origin and meaning, etc., the three of them filled in and handed the thing to the pen, unexpectedly, he stretched out his hand, asked, "What about the thing?"
"Isn't it in your hands?"
"Nonsense, I said it's money, money, money! Our Fengdu City only accepts real money, don't say you don't know. ”
Su Lingxi rummaged through her pockets, she had given most of the money to the shopkeeper just now, and now she had some broken silver left.
"Fifty taels, silver, you poor ghosts also want to see the lord of the city?" the man rubbed the paper in his hand and threw it into the charcoal basin.
"Lord Scrivener, have you seen enough of this?" said a young man in blue who walked from behind them, he was very handsome, he should be a scholar.
"Five ingots of gold, barely enough, let's go, wait for the news in the city, if the city lord summons you, you will naturally put an invitation on you, and then go directly to the ghost sect, remember, those who don't have an invitation must not go over, otherwise the ashes will be gone, don't blame the old man for not reminding." ”
"Thank you, Judge. ”
The young man turned around, bowed, and went out.
"This brother," Su Jue rushed over to block his way and asked, "Why are you helping us?"
"Shouldn't I help you guys when you're in trouble?"
"Five ingots of gold is not a small amount. ”
"But if you don't have these five ingots of gold, you won't even have any hope, and I know what it's like, so it's worth it. ”
Meng Qingque said with a smile: "We are so lucky, we also met a living Bodhisattva when we went out, do you advance money every time you see people here who can't pay the silver?"
"Fengdu has the rules of Fengdu, and there are not many people who really dare to see the city lord. ”
"And what are you here for?"
"I'm like a few of them. ”
It turned out that this person was also going to meet the city lord of Fengdu.
Su Lingxi asked, "I wonder if the prince has seen the city lord?"
The young man shook his head in frustration.
"And how many years have you been here?"
"It's three years. ”
Three years! Su Jue was shocked, if he had to wait for three people, wouldn't Qianlong have already been saved, and he would definitely not be able to wait for this day.
Su Jue took a few steps forward and said to Meng and Su, "You go find an inn first, and I'll go and inquire about some news." ”
"Where are you going to inquire about the news, you want to break into the ghost sect alone!"
"I won't. ”
"Where will it be, after so many years of getting along, can you still hide these thoughts from me?"
"This son," the blue-clothed young man on the side also persuaded: "You still don't have this kind of thought, the ghost sect has a magic barrier, if you don't have the ghost king's invitation card on your body, you will be wiped out in an instant, let alone see the city lord, you can't take a step at all." ”
"Is there only one way to see the city lord?"
"I don't know what happened to the city lord? If you are asking for medicine and worshipping the gods, you can also try it in the Medicine King Palace. ”
Meng Qingque didn't think much about it, and quickly replied: "We have a friend who was captured in Zhibi Mountain, and I heard that she was sent to the city lord to be made into a mountain ghost, and we must rescue her back now." ”
If so, even if they really see the Lord of Fengdu, there is only one way to die.
"In this case, the three of you can rest assured, the spirits and ghosts of Shimbu Mountain are only born in winter, and your friends will sleep until winter even if they are sent to the city lord, and there will be no danger during this period, you can wait until the end of autumn to make plans. ”
Wait until the end of autumn? It's not summer yet, and if you really have to wait for these few months, the two Moon Spirit Grasses on Taihua Mountain will already die. However, without Chitaki Koshi, they didn't have anything to do. Su Jue was in a dilemma for a while, and he didn't know what to do.
"By the way, there are no silver taels on them, if you don't dislike it, come to my house to live. ”
"To your house?"
"I'm alone anyway, so it's good to have a few of you talk to me. ”
Is this person overheated? Meng Qingque and Su Lingxi both beat drums in their hearts, and Su Jue looked bored, and actually agreed during the conversation.
This blue-clothed young man is called Li Mingyun, who has lived in the capital of King Chen for a long time, has a big family, and is a big family in Chenguo, and Li Mingyun is the only son in the family, and there is only one unmarried sister named Li Zhaoning. Originally, Su Lingxi felt that this person had another intention to lure them over, but after getting along for a few days, he felt that Li Mingyun was a humble person and seemed to be a credible person.
His residence in Fengdu is not small, the environment in the courtyard is elegant, and the ornaments are also very chic. And Li Mingyun is extremely hospitable, in addition to taking them around Fengdu in the middle of the day, he will also tell you about his collection: rare white jade, fine yaoqin, sword sharpened like clay, and rare heirloom books......
Although Li Mingyun is only in his twenties, he has a lot of experience, Su Lingxi and Meng Qingque are not very interested in his travels, but Su Jue is full of interest. As soon as dusk arrived, Li Mingyun ordered a table of good dishes, and he first poured some tea into the pot, but when Li Mingyun poured it out again, the tea turned into a dark red delicacy.
Meng Qingque was overjoyed, as if he had seen a rare treasure, he held the wine jug in his arms, and said, "This, can turn tea into fine wine?"
"Brother Meng, it's better to try it. ”
Meng Qingque raised his head and drank the syrup, which turned out to be just ordinary wine.
"The wine is pretty average, but this flask is good, try it for me!"
Meng Qingque opened the lid of the pot to know that it was a mandarin duck pot, and the tea that was poured in just now was still on the left side of the pot, and what he had just ordered was just the wine that Li Mingyun had prepared on the right side a long time ago.
"It turned out to be a mechanism, and I thought it was a treasure. ”
Li Mingyun let go of his hand, and his tone was full of loss: "Although I have traveled all over the world, even if I give everything I have, I really can't find anything that can satisfy the city lord." ”
"Why, does this Fengdu City Lord like to collect treasures?
"I don't know. The smile on Li Mingyun's face condensed a little, "It's just that Lord Shuju said that things in Fengdu City have always been exchanged one by one, and if I want to fulfill my wish, I have to give up some things, I thought it was gold and silver treasures, so I went to the Medicine King Hall every day to sacrifice, and now it seems that I should be wrong." ”
"Little Brother Li, everyone has been getting along for so long, but you didn't say what you came to Fengdu for?
"I just wanted something that would bring people back to their old form. ”
As soon as Meng Qingque heard this, he looked at this person carefully, eager to look at every inch of him.
"You're not disfigured, what do you want that thing to do? Could it be that there are some scars on your body?"
"I don't ask for anything for myself. ”
"Then what do you want that thing for, could it be for a woman?"
"No, Miss Su thought too much. ”
"Seeing that you are so secretive, do you want to say it?"
"It's not that I don't want to. Li Mingyun poured himself a glass of wine and drank it slowly before speaking: "I once had a close friend, although he was my domestic servant, he treated me like a brother and a teacher, as if he were a ...... My shadow is the same. ”
"Shadows?"
"Actually, my original surname was Zhao, but I have no blood relationship with the current Li family, and my sister just adopted me according to the wishes of my ancestors. When I was a child, the Zhao family was martyred, and all my relatives were exiled to the northwest border city, and less than three years later, my parents died in a foreign land, and he and I were quietly sold to the Chili people in the western Xinjiang by the old servants of the family. ”
Meng Qingque slapped the table and said angrily: "Isn't this taking advantage of the fire to rob and betray your treachery? Since the head of the family is already dead, how can this old servant still have the face to do such a thing!"
"Everyone is in a foreign land and guilty, thinking that he was also implicated by the Zhao family, and he just wanted to give himself a thoughtful experience. Actually, when I thought about it later, I was in his situation, and I didn't know what I would do. ”
Su Lingxi heard a little bit of truth and said, "More than ten years ago, the war between Chenguo and Western Xinjiang was tight, isn't it more dangerous for you to fall into the hands of the Chili people than to be exiled to the border city?"
"Miss Su is right," Li Mingyun looked at him distantly, as if he had returned to more than ten years ago, "at that time, the two of us used them as horse stools, live targets for archery practice, and even live bait during wartime. In the eyes of Chili people, we are deeply hated by Chenguo, and he and I are not even as good as a goatskin combined, thinking about those days, it is really better to live than to die. ”
"Since it's better to live than to die, why don't you just fight to the death and find a way to escape?"
Speaking of this, Li Mingyun smiled sadly: "We made an appointment to escape together, but ......"