Chapter 402: The Plague

I spent five taels of silver and asked for two upper rooms at the inn.

It is close to the harbor, the salty sea breeze blows when the wooden window is opened, the porridge is boiled with japonica rice, and the crystal goose breast, sauced beef, and more loofah scallops, roasted sea cucumber and other seafood dishes are placed on the table. From west to north, Lin Luoran's trip can be regarded as crossing the land of Penglai, and he knows a lot about the prices in this place.

More or less, it was also affected by the war, and a good room close to the port on weekdays must be more than that. Lin Luoran sandwiched the pickled gourd that was finely sliced and sprinkled with sesame seeds, which was sour, salty and refreshing, and a little spicy, and it could suppress the astringency of the water when drunk with porridge.

Sang Yu was a down-and-out royal family at this time, and he was bumpy all the way, doing the work of his subordinates every day, and he was still very reserved when he saw big fish and meat.

Lin Luoran did not abuse the prisoners, and asked people to bring hot water to take a bath for Sang Yu, and casually changed into a new dress bought from the inn maid, and it was the handsome and extraordinary Seventh Prince.

"Now we can talk about Penglai Immortal Mountain."

Lin Luoran made a cup of hot tea, the best Tieguanyin, the soup was golden in color, the taste was clear, and Sang Yu took a sip, and frowned.

“…… I haven't drunk this tea. Sang Yu put down the teacup and made a conclusion:

"You're not from Penglai."

Lin Luoran didn't nod or deny it, "You've been looking for Immortal Mountain all these years, won't you have no gain?" ”

Sang Yu shook the teacup, "Take you to Penglai, what about the benefits of this prince?" ”

Lin Luoran frowned slightly, these seven princes put up a shelf again, sure enough, some people can't eat good food and wear good clothes, right? When he was working as a coolie at sea, he was obviously quite honest.

A wisp of sparks popped out of her fingertips and ran towards the teacup in Sang Yu's hand, Sang Yu dropped the teacup in a panic, and the wisp of fire engulfed the fine porcelain teacup, and the cup with water evaporated under Sang Yu's eyelids!

"I don't mind killing people when necessary. Not to mention the lot of water in your words...... If Qingluan's birthmark works, just rip off the flesh in the center of the eyebrows, don't test my bottom line again. ”

After Lin Luoran finished speaking, he turned around and left the guest room and went to another room.

Sang Yu's eyes were terrified, how could a person's fingers be on fire, and this flame was so powerful.

She wasn't a martial artist at all, but she looked like she was in the old book she saw when she was a child...... Immortals?

Sang Yu felt a delicate tube from between his buns, and he was not sure whether he wanted to send a signal or not. He can return to the palace from the imperial tomb, and dare to use the garrison to rob and kill the caravan, of course, there will be no shortage of secret forces and supporters.

Even in the far north of Sweetwater City, there are several hidden piles.

Sang Yu's hesitation at this time was not only because of Lin Luoran's strong strength, he suspected that this was also his chance to ascend to the throne. If you can really find Penglai Immortal Mountain...... It's not too difficult to ask her to do it, right?

Sang Yu's eyes flashed, and he still hid the iron pipe in his bun.

After a night of cultivation, Lin Luoran was refreshed when he pushed the door open, the temperature had not yet risen in the early morning, the sea breeze was mild, and there was a hot and chaotic place in the sweet water port. The grain ship is unloading, and the shipwrights have been working for half a day, and eating a bowl of steaming chaos can also eliminate the fatigue of half a day.

Sang Yu thought about it all night, and finally decided to cooperate.

The first thing he said to Lin Luoran was:

"We need to prepare dry food and water."

Lin Luoran was eating a bowl of chaos with red oil and spicy seeds, nodded vaguely, and beckoned Sang Yu to eat breakfast.

People on this continent don't eat chili peppers, Sang Yu only smelled a spicy fragrance, looking at the red soup, he still took the initiative to choose the clear soup chaos.

The two ate chaos, Lin Luoran gave the innkeeper some silver, and someone prepared food and water for her - mainly for An Sangyu's heart, not to mention that she had space in her hands, even if she didn't eat or drink, she, a monk of Jiedan, would not starve to death.

"Where is that place?"

"It used to belong to Penglai Kingdom, and it was occupied by Yingguo hundreds of years ago. It takes more than a month to travel by land, and you have to pass through places where the two countries are at war, and the waterways are twice as fast and easier to find. ”

"Then take the waterway."

It takes more than a month to travel by land, and the area of Penglai was very large before, but unfortunately the descendants are not angry, and almost half of the land has been lost.

Sang Yu had already said that he was going to sea, and the dry food found by the innkeeper was wrapped in brown paper, and it was full of cakes and steamed buns that could stay for a long time in the hot weather. There are also several bags of fresh water, all of which are packed in skins, and Sang Yu seems to be too little, so Lin Luoran let him pick it up alone and go to the port.

He meant to find a big boat, Lin Luoran ignored him, bought a small fishing boat, and went to sea after the big merchant ship.

The Seventh Prince frowned, thinking of the wind and waves that came from the sea, where could this small boat resist?

But now that Lin Luoran is in charge, he didn't express his opinion, remembering that she fished for sea fish on the deck that day and ate it, I guessed if Lin Luoran didn't care about raw food?

Or do the immortals skip meals...... Perhaps, she is just one of those warlocks who know how to do alchemy and can blind her eyes?

When the boat reached an uninhabited place, Sang Yu saw that Lin Luoran suddenly had a delicate bone boat in his hand.

It was a delicate model about an inch long, and Sang Yu only saw a flash of brilliance in Lin Luoran's hand, and the small bone boat actually rose against the wind, becoming the size of the fishing boat they were on.

Sang Yu's pupils shrank, if it was just a trick to let the soldiers in the camp not see the two of them before, and the fingers were burning and burning the cup, then what about this jade-like skeleton boat?

There's no way she's going to have a boat of this size hidden with her.

Sang Yu's previous doubts have dissipated, Lin Luoran is either a monster or an immortal, but I don't know what she is looking for that immortal mountain?

Lin Luoran was keenly aware that the arrogant Seven Princes had become docile, and she tacitly dragged Sang onto the bone boat, pinching the law, and the bone boat shot out like a sword light, surfing in the vast sea.

Sang Yu was already stunned.

The speed of the bone boat is extremely fast, and when it occasionally passes by a group of merchant ships, those merchant ships that are already fast instantly leave only a shadow of a glimpse in the corner of their eye.

It was supposed to take seven days to travel, but in less than a day, they saw the land they had passed.

This is still Lin Luoran's need to take care of the channel, otherwise it will only be faster.

Departing from Sweet Water Port in the morning, he arrived at Yingguo in the evening, and this speed was not even thought of before. When he was nibbling on the oil cake at noon, Lin Luoran ate the steaming grilled fish, and put the red oily seasoning in the morning, which was very fragrant.

She also conjured a watermelon out of thin air, and when she beckoned Sang Yu to eat it, he didn't make a move.

- Who knows where this watermelon came from, Sang Yu is still with natural caution.

Lin Luoran didn't break it, and according to Sang Yu's statement, she quietly boarded a ship near a port in Yingguo.

Unlike the luxuriant Sweetwater Harbor, this new port is not small, but it is somewhat depressed. Lin Luoran was secretly strange, and when he heard her accent at the inn on the shore street, he blasted them out, like a plague god.

In the end, the owner of a carriage and horse shop couldn't stand the temptation of spending money for nothing, so he arranged a shop for them.

The mules and horses of the small vendors in the yard neighed, and the shopkeeper brought them steaming vermicelli soup.

The carriage and horse shop is not as good as an inn, it was originally a place for small businessmen to pass by and rest, everything is simple, Lin Luoran does not need to rest, but Sang Yu, as an ordinary person, must sleep and eat, and she has no way to find fault.

Thinking of the depression in the city, she asked the shopkeeper about it, and the middle-aged man was a little frightened, and told Lin Luoran that there was an outbreak of plague in Yingguo, and it was coming to the coastal city, so the people in the city were very wary of outsiders.

Lin Luoran and Sang Yu were puzzled in their eyes, since the plague broke out, the battle on the front line was still so fierce?