Heroes of the Fantasy World

Chapter 345 Saintess of Yin Mountain
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As soon as Yan Dahan walked out of the inn, Baifeng immediately sent thorns to follow him, and he did not stop until he saw that it was indeed gone. Then, he and Murong Yan started to pack their luggage, as if they were about to embark on a long journey again. The horses, stationed in front of the inn, wait for the thorns.

But after a while, Thorn came back as promised, and only reported that the guard was really assigning people to find people, and did not deceive Bai Feng and the others.But the young swordsman replied: "I don't expect him to find Dugu Qi for us."

"Telling Yan Dahan that we are going to find Duguqi is just an excuse to divert his attention, so that he will not be able to easily grasp our whereabouts. And we have notified him in advance, so that we will not easily cause official trouble when we visit the street. Suspect."

After finishing speaking, Bai Feng threw the reins of the royal horse to Thorn, and patted the other horse's forehead, and continued to speak with ease: "There is a person of high position and authority that the officials don't know well. 'Dugu Qi' must have another appellation that is more familiar to the world. Let's go to the street and ask around, and we must not avoid unnecessary complications."

"En!" Jing Ji and Murong Yan said in unison, and then followed the young swordsman through the streets and alleys, starting the search journey.

Whenever they meet those passers-by who are fond of them, they will immediately strike up a conversation and ask about important matters. After only half a day, they have walked through more than 20 side streets, large and small. No one knows Dugu Qi.

After a while, they came to a tea stand and stopped for a long time.These three people and three horses are all dressed up as travellers. They should be very eye-catching, but none of the crowd gathered in front of the tea stand has ever paid attention to them. On the contrary, they put all their energy into On the parade float passing slowly in the middle of the road.

Speaking of this exquisitely arranged and ingenious float, the first place people can look at in the distance must be the coachman who is skillfully driving two horses forward.I saw that he tied his hair in a bun with a wooden hairpin, his temples were like snow, and he wore a red ghost mask on his face. The mask was carved with sharp and sharp facial features, and the image of a terrifying evil ghost was outlined with white and black paint.

Furthermore, people can roughly see the overall structure of the float - from the yoke to the shell, every part of the float is painted with cinnabar color and carefully polished. Among the shining vermilion lacquer, there are four leaves with gold lacquer. There are four graceful blond women sitting in the window with strokes.

They wear transparent earrings and formal tunic dresses. When they see people on the roadside, they will stretch out their hands from the four windows and say hello shyly. Their eyes are deep and agile, and sometimes they chat with their companions happily. Sometimes he hides shyly and peeps at the situation outside.All in all, they all look childish and full of vigor.

After a while, an unknown brunette walked up the stairs from the car to the small pavilion on the roof of the carriage.The small pavilion is surrounded by flowers, which can be described as colorful and colorful.The brunette was dressed dignifiedly and luxuriously, with several turquoise sewn on her belt, and a red gem the size of a fist adorning her neck. These gems were also polished and polished very delicately.

Seeing this, the onlookers fell silent together with the four blond women in the carriage.Everyone quietly watched the brunette walking around in the small pavilion, and heard her greet the people around her one by one: "May the gods bless you, kind and loyal people."

Intertwined with the sound of carriage wheels and horse bells, the voice of the brunette was not covered at all, but was conveyed to everyone present with great penetrating power. Her voice had a calmness that did not match her youthful appearance. Enough to amaze anyone who has only met her once.

The peddler carrying the rack of groceries shook his rattle while staring at the float. He took it seriously, as if he really felt that he could be blessed by the nobles in the carriage, and he was very devout.However, at the same time, he didn't realize at all that a young thief took the opportunity to steal the legendary storybook of strange monsters on his shelf.

Just as the thief was about to escape through the crowd, Bai Feng and the other three happened to block his way.

Jing Ji didn't say anything, and immediately took the story book from the thief, and was about to teach him a loud lesson, but was stopped by Bai Feng immediately.The young swordsman returned the storybook to the thief, and at the same time coerced him to walk up to the shopkeeper himself, and handed over the money for the storybook to the shopkeeper out of his own pocket, saying: "Remember to hand over the money first when you buy something next time. Take something more."

The shopkeeper took the money and didn't realize what happened for a while, so he asked, "Young master, what's the matter?"

Bai Feng didn't say a word, just stared at the little thief thoughtfully, and everyone followed him and stared at the little thief together without knowing why, until finally, the thief couldn't overcome the shame of being caught and revealed himself, so he had no choice but to leave him behind. The story book was returned to the shopkeeper, "I'll come back to buy it when I make money..." After leaving these words, he turned around and ran away.

The salesman looked at the floats going away, and complained unwillingly: "It's weird, you guys, I've been delayed from seeing the floats!"

"Brother, this younger brother is just here, I don't know who is on the float just now?" Bai Feng bowed his hands in respect, and continued: "If my younger brother offends the gods, please forgive my rudeness."

"How can the benevolent gods blame you lost lambs?" The salesman put the story book back on the shelf, counted the money that Baifeng gave just now, and returned it together, and said: "Just now that is our lord saint." , you have done such a good thing in front of the Holy Maiden, if she knows, she will be very happy!"

"My lord saint?" Bai Feng and Jing Ji sighed almost at the same time, and looked at Murong Yan together.

After hearing this, Murong Yan was dazed, and after a while, Shicai asked in a mysterious way: "Brother, listen to what you said, do you know that the young man just stole your book?"

"That kid usually comes to my bookstall to read books. He's almost finished reading that book. I don't see many people wanting to buy it. I just happened to meet him, a kid who's not willing to give up. That book is my gift to him." After talking for a long time, the salesman sighed again and again: "Oh, who knew that I would meet such warm-hearted people as you!"

"It seems that we did 'bad things' out of good intentions? Brother Feng?" Murong Yan joked to Bai Feng, and the crowd that had gathered temporarily because of the float gradually dispersed.

After the parade of floats and the gift of books from the salesman, Baifeng and Jingji kept asking Murong Yan why she avoided talking about the "Holy Maiden" on the road, but Murong Yan still refused to explain clearly in public, and her words and deeds were inconsistent. Hemming and evasive.She did not begin to tell the story until the three of them checked into another inn in the evening.

(End of this chapter)