Qinglingling's waterhole is inlaid on the top of the mountain like jasper, the clouds and mist are shrouded, the fairy spirit is fluttering, Shu Ange walked barefoot to the edge of Qingtan, wearing a thin gauze coat.

The gauze looks thin, but it is not transparent, and her delicate and smooth skin like mutton fat and jade is all covered by the gauze, and only the slender neck like a swan is exposed.

The little animal that went to the top of the mountain to talk and drank water stared at Shu Ange curiously with dark eyes.

There is an aura about this human that makes them familiar, not intimidating at all, and makes them feel the urge to get close.

Shu Ange sat on the bluestone by the pond and put a pair of white marble-like feet into it, and the transparent small fish swam between her toes.

In the crystal clear water, her reflection ripples slightly with the waves.

Her appearance after transformation is extremely beautiful, and even when the reflection is a little distorted, she is still breathtakingly beautiful.

Shu Ange's white jade-like little feet are swaying in the water, teasing the little fish, her texture is delicate and even, her flesh and bone are even, pretty like a peach in three springs, pure as a chrysanthemum in nine autumns, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows are indescribably graceful.

After the deer demonized into a human form, she already had the appearance of a demon concubine of the country, and Shu Ange was even more seductive than her.

With such a appearance, it is not impossible to subvert Zhao Guo by virtue of beauty.

Shu Ange is not uncommon to do this.

Her beauty is reserved for herself and her sweetheart to appreciate, not for perfunctory lustful fools.

Shu Ange smiled at the people in the water, like Ning Xinli's cheeks, the glow was rippling and loving.

She stroked her knee-length hair, her slender hands contrasting with the green silk that was as shiny as a black waterfall.

From Handan, the capital of Zhao State, to Xianyang, the capital of Qin State, there is a distance of more than 1,000 miles. In modern times, it is a train of more than ten hours, but in this era, it takes half a month to speed up.

After thinking for a while, Shu Ange shortened his knee-length hair to his waist, and then changed into a man's dress to cover the appearance of the country.

Although her changed appearance is not as stunning as before, she is also a delicate and handsome young man.

Shu Ange stretched his waist and then walked down the mountain, not forgetting to collect some precious medicinal materials such as Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng along the way, planning to exchange some currency and buy a horse or donkey to drive after coming down the mountain.

Compared with small spells that consume spiritual power, Shu Ange believes in his martial arts and swordsmanship more.

Although she can't be said to be hurtful by flying flowers and picking leaves now, it is still easy to defeat a few masters with a wooden stick.

The little deer demon is full of curiosity about the human world, and before she transforms into a human form, she only dares to observe from afar in the shadows, the farmers working in the fields, and the merchants walking on the mountain paths.

Minglan lacks understanding of human society, so she will be deceived by Zhao Qian.

But Shu Ange is different, she is a human being and has experienced different lives in many planes, so it is easy to adapt to this era.

The top of the mountain is sparsely populated, only birds and animals are infested, and the vegetation is not as lush as the bottom of the mountain.

The mountainside is lush and the temperature is much warmer, and you can already see the cabins built by hunters. Looking from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain, the fields are full of fields, and the golden wheat waves are very spectacular layer by layer.

It was harvest season, and the ragged tenant farmers bent over to harvest the wheat.

Shu Ange wore a dark blue robe, his hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, and he heroically carried a bamboo basket down the mountain.

Her handsome appearance and gorgeous clothes were in stark contrast to the tattered peasants.

In this era, the class difference between people was so great that the tenant farmers who worked in the fields did not even dare to look up at her.

The scenery is just right, Shu Ange walked along the official road towards the nearest city gate, the weather was very hot, the scorching sun was scorching, she walked on the official road in her clothes, her face was ruddy and shiny without any sweat.

Shu Ange walked vigorously, and soon arrived at the city gate, the towering city wall was majestic and solemn, many people were queuing up to enter the city, and the gatekeepers with spears in their hands carefully checked the household registration documents of the people entering the city.

In this era, the movement of people was very strictly controlled, and if you did not bring household registration documents to go out, it would not only be difficult to enter the city, but also be driven away as a homeless person.

Shu Ange didn't have household registration papers, and she was not in a hurry, after peeking at the wooden board in the hands of others with her height advantage, her eyes rolled and she took out the same thing from her sleeve as the one in the hands of others, and drew a small portrait of her and wrote the household registration documents of her birthplace.

In this era, paper, bamboo slips and wooden boards were not invented, which were used by the poor for writing.

The household registration documents in her hand were almost completely imitated by others, and as long as the name and appearance were different, and the family was different, she entered the city smoothly.

After entering the city, Shu Ange went directly to the market in the city and took out the ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum in the basket to sell.

She picked out hundreds of years of ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum, and when she put them on the ground, she immediately attracted the attention of many people, first a small group of people surrounded her, and then more and more people surrounded her.

If ordinary people were surrounded by so many people, they would have been nervous for a long time, Shu Ange introduced the medicinal materials in the bamboo basket with a smile, and pricked up his ears to judge the market price of these ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum from the discussions of the people around him.

Soon someone came to bid, perhaps because there were too many onlookers, and the bidder didn't keep the price too low.

The currencies of the six countries have not yet been unified, and in addition to gold and silver, brocade and grain are also common barters.

After Shu Ange inquired about the price of horses in the market, he didn't care too much, and happily scolded the ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum in the bamboo basket according to the market price.

If you look into it carefully, Shu Ange has actually suffered a loss in these businesses, life and Ganoderma lucidum have a price, if she drags on for a long time, she can sell it for more money.

Having said that, the ancients were blessed to suffer losses, and this sentence is very reasonable. Although Shu Ange delayed for a while, he could sell it for more money. But she has a few golds, and she is too young, for fear that she will be coveted and cause trouble.

After selling Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng, Shu Ange picked a fat and strong horse in the market and bought it, then bought a horsewhip, and hurriedly hit the road.

At the end of the Warring States period, the saddle, horse pedal, and horsehoe were not invented, and Shu Ange sat on the back of the horse, and it was really uncomfortable to talk about as the horse bumped.

Out of the city gate, Shu Ange hurried all the way to the west, from Zhao to Xianyang, in fact, it was closer to Wei.

The countries often fought each other, and it was very dangerous for the Zhao people to take the road from the Wei State, and if they were accidentally arrested as spies, they would become slaves at least and lose their lives at worst.

The artist is bold, Shu Ange is good at imitating various local dialects, and he doesn't care about these mixes.

In Zhao State, she spoke a dialect, which did not arouse anyone's suspicion, and when she arrived in Wei State, she would naturally be able to pretend that she was from Wei State.

According to Shu Ange's plan, she will arrive in Xianyang in a month at the latest, and it will be in a little more than half a month.