The woods outside the Cold Spirit City

Behind the dense shade of trees and the layers of intertwined leaves, a pair of alert eyes hide. The all-perceptive eyes were staring intently at the crowd of people outside the Cold Spirit City in the distance. Hidden in the leafy foliage, the petite body of a teenager huddled. The boy was dressed in a simple coarse linen shirt with bare feet, and a thick and plush purple robe and long cotton boots hung from the branches behind him.

This young man is the seven nights who came back from the Far East. Months have passed back and forth. Outside the Far East, it is already a warm spring season, and occasionally the sky is bright and the wind is dry and hot, which makes people feel that they are about to enter the trance of summer. Seeing that the temperature was getting warmer, Qiye took off his winter clothes and temporarily changed into his former open clothes.

These days, Qiye has been hiding in the woods, paying close attention to all the movements in Hanling City, but he has not found anything abnormal: the soldiers defending the city are on duty in turn, and there is no special increase in the number of troops defending the city;

"It's strange, Han Qi, the city lord of Cold Spirit City, is dead, why can't I see any signs of mourning... Or is there something different?" Observing for a few days in a row, Nanaya wondered a little in his heart.

"Or... Let's take a look?" After thinking for a moment, Nanaya decided to go and find out.

But before that, there's one thing to work out first. Qiye looked at it, and the brand of the word "slave" on his right arm exposed after taking off his winter coat was deeply engraved on his arm, and it was even more hot at the tip of his heart, sharp and dazzling, and he couldn't erase it. If you go out like this, you will definitely be arrested and tortured as runaway slaves. Even though he was branded with the word "slave", Qiye never gave up the fate of getting rid of slaves.

Soon, a fire was lit in the woods during the seven nights, and a torch was taken out of the fire. Sticking it on the right arm and burning it with charcoal fire at high temperature, the skin with slave marks cracked in the burning, and the continuous sound of charcoal roasting grease scorching was like an ear...

"Ahem..."Nanaya clenched his bite and groaned in a low voice, his eyebrows furrowed and his facial features slightly distorted. However, this kind of pain was nothing compared to the suffering of the Black Demon Flame. Now, Seven Nights has gradually adapted to the deeper degree of severe pain.

After just a dozen breaths, the word "slave" on his right arm has been burned beyond recognition and charred by charcoal, and the lingering word that is deeply imprinted in his mind has become a piece of rotten meat. 'Whew~' Qiye took a deep breath and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, cleaned the scars, and took out the healing ointment from the spiritual ring and applied it.

When everything is done, Qiye sits down and breathes the spiritual power in his body. Now, there is still a large amount of undigested spiritual power left in the spirit world, and a wisp of spiritual power is slowly drawn from it and introduced into the wound of the right arm. With the two-way treatment of spiritual power and healing medicine, it won't take long for a cup-sized burn to scab over flesh and blood.

After a stick of incense, there was a strong itching sensation on the right arm, and the wound was unconsciously covered by the scar, and gradually the scar faded away, and a piece of skin that was fairer and more delicate than the surrounding skin color appeared at the original brand. The word 'slave' was finally removed, looking at the knot of heart for many years, Qiye smiled with relief, there were still blurry tears in his eyes, and his immature face showed the youth of his youth at this moment.

Gently caressing the newly grown skin, delicate and smooth, as if it was blown and broken, a kiss that was satisfying for seven nights, after so many years, the thorn in the heart was finally pulled out, how could it be unhappy.

Qiye happily found a set of simple clothes from the spirit ring, and what was distressing was that in the spirit ring, the clothes that Liu Bingwei had stockpiled were so bloated and wide that they didn't fit.

After putting on a casual set, Nanaya calmly walked out of the woods. A few hundred meters outside the city of Hanling, there are rows of Hakka shops, including a two-storey, antique tea shop. Pedestrians and traders from the north and south will all settle down for a short time to rest, and the endless flow of people is naturally a good place to inquire about the news.

"Come on, come on, guest officer, please come inside... Our store is new to spring tea, don't miss it!" At the door of the store, in the shouting of the tea Xiaoer, Qiye walked slowly into this tea shop with some crampedness. All along, Qiye has never entered any business store, so he is naturally a little restrained.

After choosing a remote and uninhabited position on the ground floor to sit down, Cha Xiaoer greeted him with a smile and stepped forward with a sharp teapot. The eyes of the market fool quickly looked at Qiye, and sighed in his heart: Such a young child, some don't look like he came to drink tea, but he doesn't look like a poor person in this dress, but he is a little nondescript... Cha Xiaoer muttered a few times in his heart, but he didn't dare to slack off, for fear of provoking the second son of a family.

"This young master, are you drinking tea or...?" asked Xiao Er respectfully.

"What else do you have here besides tea?" Nanaya asked casually after glancing around the store.

"That's a lot, in addition to tea, we also have hundreds of pastries, melons and fruits from all over the world, but... That..."Cha Xiaoer fluently introduced his own characteristics, and rubbed his palms slightly with his hands.

"Ding~" Although he has never entered a business store, he has heard a lot of stories from the slave camp in Qiye. He threw a gold coin from his pocket and landed on the tea table, spinning it endlessly.

"Is this enough?" asked Nanaya quietly, with no trace of distress on his immature face.

"Enough, enough, enough!" Cha Xiaoer stared at the constantly rotating gold coins with glowing eyes, as if the whole world had fallen into it, and kept nodding.

"Okay, go get a pot of tea and some pastries... Also, bring a few sets of clothes that fit. From Cha Xiaoer's reaction, Qiye saw the purchasing power of this gold coin, and added a few sets of fitting clothes after ordering refreshments. Although his clothes are decent, they don't fit.

"Okay, little master, please wait a moment, the little one will come when he goes!" Cha Xiaoer wiped the gold coins on the table into the palm of his hand with a bright and quick face, as if he was afraid that the young master in front of him would regret it, and quickly retreated.

While waiting, Nanaya quietly listened to their small talk while looking at the tea customers around him.

I saw three well-dressed men at the rightmost table, peeling peanut kernels, and there was some secrecy in the conversation. Seeing this, Qiye was a little curious, and quietly probed his divine sense.

"Have you heard? The king next door shopkeeper and his wife went out to hook up with a little white face, and came back with a child. ”

"I heard about it, I heard it, it is said that ah, the king's shopkeeper, his wife married him because she never conceived a child, and she was always told by her mother-in-law. ”

"Look at where her mother-in-law's old face is going this time.... Hahahaha. The three of them smirked and laughed

...

Hearing this, Qiye blushed and withdrew his divine sense, a little embarrassed and depressed: I didn't expect to use my divine sense to eavesdrop for the first time, and I heard this. Glancing at it again, the three people at the table were still talking and laughing with relish, and seeing this scene, Qiye was a little envious: what a wonderful thing it would be if he could drink and talk with his closest friends! Unfortunately, he had neither relatives nor friends...

"I've kept you waiting, little master, this is your good tea. These three plates are the store's special pastries: Baiguo pine cake, mille-feuille mung bean cake and acacia red bean cake, as well as the clothes you need..."Suddenly, Cha Xiaoer has quickly served all kinds of pastries, and skillfully introduced them, and poured a cup of tea and delivered it to Qiye.

"Thank you, I'll do it myself, I'll call you again if there's anything. "Seven nights came back to my senses, and I was suddenly served like this, and I was a little uncomfortable for a while.

"Alas, okay, please tell me something, the little one will be there immediately!" After Cha Xiaoer put the things together, he stepped back and continued to greet the other guests.

Seven nights take a sip of tea, a light and elegant fragrance spreads in the mouth, lingering on the tip of the tongue. Look at the pastries on the table, crystal clear, pleasant colors, always tempting the taste buds. When you take a bite, the sweetness of glutinous rice and the fruity aroma of nuts are intertwined, with a moderate sweetness and a smooth and soft mouthfeel. Qiye unconsciously ate a few more pieces, when did he taste such a delicacy. If you hadn't tasted it yourself, you wouldn't have known that there was such a sweet food in the world.

After eating the pastries to his heart's content, Seven Nights contented retracted his thoughts. Now that you've eaten, let's get down to business. Looking at the tea customers in the shop, there are many more people than when I came in before, maybe it is almost noon, the weather is hot and dry, and people in a hurry choose to drink two cups of tea here.

"Why haven't you seen the city lord in the past few months?" a tea guest suddenly asked at a table.

"Don't you know? I heard Lord Wolf Bingwei say that Lord Castle Lord is in retreat, preparing to attack the 'Battle Spirit Level', so Lord Castle Lord has left everything to Lord Wolf Guard for the time being. Another middle-aged tea guest who seemed to be well-informed explained.

"Oh, if the City Lord can successfully advance to the 'Battle Spirit Level', then our Cold Spirit City will not be afraid of other cities coveting it, but I don't know how long the City Lord will be in retreat this time?" said the tea guest quietly while drinking tea.

"I'm afraid it can be a few years, ten years, or even longer. 'Battle Spirit Level' is a height that ordinary people can't reach!" the middle-aged tea guest sighed.

After hearing the two tea guests talking, Qiye's heart was cold: Hanqi is in retreat? Wolf Soldier Guard temporarily handles everything? It seems that what he judged is right, Wolf Soldier Guard is the one who kills the lord and seizes power.

"Little second brother, please inquire about something?" Qiye greeted casually.

"Please tell me, little master, there is nothing small that you don't know, and you promise to know everything and say everything. Cha Xiaoer leaned forward excitedly and boasted.

"I heard that the lord of the castle is in retreat, is it true?" asked Nanaya casually.

"Well, it is said that about a month ago, the City Lord came back from the Extreme Eastern Domain and seemed to have gained something, so he started his retreat and cultivation. Cha Xiaoer said matter-of-factly.

"Oh, who are you listening to?" said Seven Nights.

"Of course, this is what the city list says, and now everything in Cold Spirit City is temporarily handled by Lord Wolf Guard. Cha Xiaoer replied as a matter of course.

"Oh, I see..."Nanaya thought for a moment and stopped asking.

After sitting for a while in the tea shop, the seven nights after eating and drinking got up silently and left. Turning the woods at the intersection, his figure flickered and he unconsciously hid into the depths of the woods...