The city of plants, as the name suggests, is not so much a city as a large number of forests.

The Great Xuan Empire is the strongest country in the world, famous for its elixirs and formations.

Due to its unique natural environment, Zhicheng is rich in various herbs and pills, so it is one of the most prosperous cities outside of Xuandu.

Perhaps because of the need for the growth of medicinal herbs, it rains a lot in the planting city, but strangely, it rains a gentle drizzle.

Therefore, Zhicheng is shrouded in mist all the year round, giving people a dreamy feeling, like a fairyland on earth.

It is also rumored that this drizzle is caused by a cultivator casting a spell, but it takes a lot of mana to do this, and cultivators in this realm are not willing to spend mana to do such a thing, so few people take it seriously.

There is another theory that there is a huge formation shrouded around Zhicheng, but such a large-scale formation requires a lot of manpower and material resources, so it is only a guess.

Cuong felt that the people in front of him were a strange combination:

A black-faced man with an iron gate on his back, a cropper man with a hoe, a handsome boy with a delicate face, and a delicate girl who looks like a maid, by the way, and a peculiar big dog.

The peculiarity of this dog lies not only in its size and appearance, but also in its humanized eyes, as if a wise man is looking at everything around him.

If this group of people is led by a handsome son, it is reasonable, after all, when the son of the family travels, he usually brings a few warriors as escorts, and the weapons used by the warriors are varied, hoes and iron gates......

It is indeed rare! hoe attack, iron gate defense?

As for bringing a maid, the journey is understandable.

Ah Qiang envied that these sons would really enjoy it, but he was very puzzled, it was really a bit unusual to bring a woman to this Chunxiang Pavilion......

What surprised Ah Qiang even more was that these people were mainly black-faced men, but the handsome boy fell last, like a little follower.

Ah Qiang looked at the slightly weak body of the handsome boy, and then at the strong muscles of the black-faced man, and his eyes flashed with wisdom, as if he had discovered some amazing secret.

Ah Qiang shook his head secretly in his heart, but he didn't care very much, after all, it is not uncommon for people to have special hobbies.

Cuong is an inconspicuous guide in Zhicheng, because most of the houses and pavilions in Zhicheng are built on trees, and the fog is shrouded, so it is very easy for newcomers to get lost, and this is where the guide makes a living.

For the black-faced man, Ah Qiang is quite grateful, and at the same time a little proud in his heart, this black-faced man can choose himself from so many competitors, he is worthy of being the leader, and he has a unique vision.

Cuong couldn't help but recall the scene at that time:

As soon as these people appeared at the gate of the city, he knew that these people were coming to the city for the first time by virtue of his extraordinary vision and many years of experience.

Of course, there are many people in the city who do this business, which naturally attracts a large number of competitors.

Everyone boasted that they were very familiar with Zhicheng, and these people were unmoved at first, and it was difficult to make a choice, until he inadvertently mentioned that his name was Ah Qiang, and the black-faced man suddenly snorted:

"Ah Zhen fell in love with Ah Keung, on a starless night. ”

It was a ballad he had never heard before, unpretentious and full of charm, as if it had been written for him.

No, he felt that it was written for him, because his good friend was called Ah Zhen, although the song was a bit harsh.

At that moment, he only felt that this black-faced man was unfathomable, because he could be sure that these people had never seen him, let alone Ah Zhen.

In this way, the black-faced man chose him and offered to go to Chunxiang Pavilion and let him lead the way.

......

After Zuo Ming and his entourage stayed in the small village for a few days, they received a message from Mr. Zhai:

The Tiger Village has been destroyed, the surrounding situation has been decided, there is nothing important in the near future, the inventory of property and the collection of personnel are handled by several other gentlemen, they can make their own arrangements, and return on a later day.

Zuo Ming came to this world, first was hunted down, and then joined Mr. Village, he is still very unfamiliar with this world, and he took this opportunity to experience the customs and customs.

Zuo Ming didn't hide his secrets, and generously took out the treasure map for everyone to see.

The reason why he is so generous is because he didn't think this was a real treasure map at all, after all, who would hide the treasure in the Qinglou......

Everyone was a little curious about the treasure map, but Lin Keqing and Wu Qinglan were shocked, because they both saw the clues.

In the end, Wu Qinglan proposed to go to Chunxiang Pavilion to have a look, because the Zhicheng where it is located is the closest distance, and the scenery is different from other places, it is worth visiting.

Zuo Ming's gaze at Wu Qinglan suddenly became weird, and he said in his heart This person looked at people touching dogs, he didn't expect to be so familiar with these fireworks places, such a person is not worthy of deep friendship!

But Zuo Ming didn't object, after all, he originally planned to increase his knowledge, maybe he could really find some clues.

So the people came to Zhicheng.

......

"The sky is cloudy and foggy, and the galaxy wants to turn a thousand sails to dance. ”

The hazy mist seemed to make people's eyes hazy, but Zuo Ming's fierce sentence made everyone's eyes light up.

Ah Qiang didn't read any books, but he could also feel the inexplicable momentum from it, and he couldn't help but admire Zuo Ming.

If you can hum simple songs and recite such elegant verses, this person must be eight years old.

Lin Keqing was also surprised, the last time she heard Zuo Ming chanting "We are all fallen people at the end of the world, why should we know each other when we meet", so she guessed that Zuo Ming had some talent.

Now that I hear these two sentences, I think a lot more highly of him.

"If this person participates in the imperial examination, maybe he will have something to do, but unfortunately his life will not be long!" she thought to herself.

"Little fog, big brother's eyes are bad, obviously such a big fog!"

Thinking like this, it is naturally Wang Ergou, he doesn't understand the meaning of these two poems, but he also feels like he is very powerful!

The most shocking thing is Wu Qinglan, who has read poetry since he was a child, but he has rarely read such talented poems, and he can't believe that this is coming from the mouth of a person who thinks that his brain is full of muscles.

Zuo Ming looked at everyone's surprised looks, and his heart was secretly refreshed, what he wanted was such an effect!

He stood awe-inspiring with his arms folded, his head slightly raised, and his face was full of emotion, almost writing the words "I am very talented" on his face.

At this time, if a white-faced scholar holding a folding fan recites this sentence, he must have a romantic attitude.

It's just that his image is like a "door god", and anyone thinks the painting style is wrong!

Just as he was posing and ready to greet everyone's compliments, it was Sansi who heard him speak out, and hurriedly came to his side, wagging his tail and rubbing him constantly.

Zuo Ming could only smile bitterly and touch his head twice, but the image that he had managed to maintain collapsed suddenly, causing everyone to laugh.

But at this moment, a little girl with a pretty face came out of the Chunxiang Pavilion and said to Zuo Ming:

"This ...... Son, my young lady is invited!"