Heroes of the Fantasy World

Chapter 605 The Forgotten City

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There is an official road that stands out in the misty forest. Unlike the undulating terrain around it, the road is smooth and wide, connecting four or five villages and towns. People of all kinds pass by on it.

As one of the few places in the world that has not been touched by the Taiping Dao, the road leading to Zoucheng is indeed a little deserted. But as long as you pass this place and come to the intersection of roads that lead in all directions, the traces of the Taiping Dao will reappear before your eyes.

“Now that I think about it, among those who advocated for my removal from office, there were many who accepted bribes from the Taiping Dao and colluded with the Taiping Dao! In the world today, perhaps Zoucheng is the only place that can be peaceful.” Yuwen Xuan led everyone to stand at a busy intersection.

The shallow grass and fallen leaves overlapped together, giving off a corrupt smell. People walked over them, leaving footprints and whispering to each other.

Bai Feng looked back and found that there were indeed fewer people going to Zoucheng. Murong Yan also said with a sad feeling: "Could it be that in order to prevent Zoucheng from being gradually forgotten, Master Yuwen made up the rumor of the 'cliff carvings' to attract more travelers to Zoucheng?"

"Miss Murong, what do you think?" Yu Wenxuan said with a wry smile, "Aren't there a few lines of quatrains left by a Taoist master on the cliff? Since we are the ones left behind by the new era, how can we accomplish anything without using surprising tricks?"

Murong Yan joked: "Oh! So the master is Brother Feng..."

Bai Feng then said, "After sending you a thousand miles, we will have to say goodbye. Brother Yuwen, we should set off. Will you go back first?"

"When did I say I wanted to see you off?" Yu Wenxuan called his personal guard Zhu Dian and instructed him, "You don't need Da Dian to come with you this time. I can take good care of myself."

"Sir, how can you do this?!" Zhu Dian had never expected this to happen again, and asked, "Sir, you are the ninth son of the King of Zhou, you can't act so rashly. If the King blames you, how should I respond?"

"As far as the current situation is concerned, what is the difference between me and the 'deposed king'?" Yu Wenxuan said, "I have wasted five years of my life, and I am watching the Taiping Dao taking control of the entire world. Am I just going to watch from the sidelines? They are afraid of the bold words I said when I faced Sima Tu five years ago, and they will definitely not let me enter politics again. If I want to become king, I must take another path!"

Zhu Dian knew that he could not stop Yuwen Xuan from doing anything, but after hearing these words, he suddenly felt relieved and said, "Sir, you are completely different from before. You have become more practical and brave. You are right. If you continue to stay in Zoucheng, you may get into other troubles."

"This is all because of Brother Bai, even though I don't want to admit it." Yu Wenxuan smiled at Bai Feng and said, "Can I travel with you?"

"No!" Yu Ke interrupted, "No, no, no! No!!!" Seeing this, Murong Yan quickly pushed her back behind her.

"This..." Yu Wenxuan scratched his head awkwardly.

Bai Feng said: "Whether to go or stay is up to you. Just like before, I won't stop anyone from leaving, nor will I stop anyone from staying."

Zhu Dian formally said goodbye to his young master. Soon, the rain gradually became heavier. Pedestrians on the road opened their umbrellas one after another. Bai Feng and his party could only temporarily lead their horses and stroll in the autumn rain.

Murong Yan asked Yuwen Xuan: "Master Yuwen just said, 'We are the ones left behind by the times.' Actually, this may not be a bad thing for me and Brother Feng! If we can really be forgotten, perhaps we can really stop and live the rest of our lives in peace..."

"This won't happen, because lies will be exposed one day." Yu Wenxuan turned back into the vigorous orator and politician when he mentioned Taiping Dao: "The basis of Taiping Dao's existence is the 'art of immortality'. As long as they use up the materials needed for the art, they will definitely come to Miss Murong again. The times forget us not because we are incompetent, but because they are afraid of the fact that we will replace them, so they deliberately forget us."

Bai Feng asked, "Brother Yuwen looks very confident, doesn't he?"

"Of course, I firmly believe that justice will prevail over evil!" While speaking, Yu Wenxuan glanced at Yu Ke from time to time, and suddenly continued: "Miss A Ke, I know that what I did in the past cannot be forgiven, but please believe that you will change your mind about me in the future." "I don't believe a word you say!" Yu Ke replied: "If I find that there is anything wrong with you, I will kill you immediately!"

Murong Yan went over to stop him with a worried look on her face, "Ake, even I don't care, why are you still doing this? Brother Feng, why don't you just say something!"

Bai Feng smiled and said, "What can I say...Ake, you did the right thing!"

"Of course I'm not wrong!" Yu Ke was so excited after being praised by Bai Feng.

Bai Feng said: "Brother Yuwen, I want to go home first. That is the hometown of us forgotten people."

——Yangcheng.

"You mean, the ancient capital of the previous dynasty?" Yu Wenxuan was surprised and said, "I didn't expect that Brother Bai is from Yangcheng."

Bai Feng said: "When I was young, I was an eyewitness to that war."

There was a small town ahead that was passed through by this official road. A dozen shops were all crowded with people, not because many people were rushing to buy goods, but because the rain was too heavy and they had to hide under the eaves.

These shops vary in size. The government office can be seen on the next street. At the end of the street, there is a Taiping Dao Taoist temple standing proudly. Its exterior is made up of traditional wooden buildings, and the magnificent statue is filled with incense sticks.

Bai Feng understood that they had to leave here quickly, so he hurried out of the town. Outside the town, there was countryside and forest in front of him.

They didn't walk far that day and were forced to sleep in the wild.

They were like abandoned children in this world, yet they still lit a fire in this dark corner and greeted each other.

"I've heard that Yangcheng was once larger than the capitals of Zhou and Qi, and its population was several times larger." Yuwen Xuan looked at Bai Feng excitedly: "I can't imagine how grand it would be!"

Bai Feng sat opposite him, with a bonfire between them. The brilliant flames seemed to bring him back to the carefree past. At that time, the imperial city was truly an imperial city, and people from all over the world came to pay homage. No one's face had emotions of confusion and fear.

"I've seen it, but I can't remember it anymore." Bai Feng said coldly, "Reminiscing about the past will not bring us any benefits. Brother Yuwen, don't think about becoming someone or recreating a prosperous era like someone else. Only you know the path you want to take."

——People try their best to forget this place, not because it was once so charming, but because it buried too much sadness.

The rain stopped, and under the brewing of morning light, even the dewdrops began to exude a hint of warmth. It dripped on the weary traveler, and disappeared along with last night's melancholy.

Travel and start again.