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Chapter 2054 Speak with Evidence
Pang Shiwu looked ahead and sensed a figure moving behind the heavy snow curtain!

Who could they be? Robbers? Robbing people in this snowy weather? It's so cold even a rat wouldn't come out, let alone humans who know to avoid danger. With no one around, who are they going to rob? It doesn't seem like robbers! If not robbers, who would be wandering around outside in this freezing weather?
Feng Jiuxiao sat in the carriage, closing his eyes to rest, when suddenly—he sensed someone ahead! He extended his spiritual power, peering through the snow curtain to see the truth dozens of feet ahead!
The truth was shocking: a dozen people were circling around the three carriages! Some were going around in circles, while others were shouting orders and giving nonsensical instructions, creating complete chaos.

Feng Jiuxiao thought to himself: So the carriage wheels were stuck in the mud and couldn't get out.

But with so many people, didn't they know to work together to lift the car? Was the car too heavy for so many people to lift?

The wheels crunched through the snow, making a hissing sound, and the carriage drew closer to the people. Before long, Pang Shiwu was the first to see the scene ahead. He saw more than a dozen people circling around the first carriage; some were sighing, some were scolding, and some were silent.

The road was narrow; normally, two carriages passing each other had to be handled with extreme care to avoid a collision. These three carriages seemed to be driving right in the middle of the road, making it impossible to get around them from either the left or right. The road was completely blocked.

Finally, someone among these people spotted Pang Shiwu, and then the rest of them seemed to be infected and all looked at Pang Shiwu at the same time.

Pang Shiwu's carriage stopped when it was about ten feet away from the last carriage of theirs, at which point everyone's faces could be seen more clearly.

These people didn't look like they were from the same group. They were all different in height, weight, and clothing.

Some wore mink cloaks and looked like wealthy merchants; some wore brocade cotton-padded jackets and looked like scholars; some were dressed in tight-fitting clothes and looked like warriors; and a few others, although their clothes were not cheap, were obviously servants or attendants.

Pang Shiwu asked, "What happened? Did the wheels get stuck in the mud?"

The scholar, dressed in a cotton-padded coat, said, "That's right! After that car got stuck, our two cars were also blocked from passing."

Pang Shiwu said, "With so many of you, why don't you just lift the car together? Why is it so difficult?"

The scholar said, “The area around this carriage is all muddy. It’s impossible to get any leverage while standing on the mud. We’ve tried several times, but we keep slipping and sliding. We haven’t been able to lift the carriage even once! Even if we could lift the carriage, the horses’ hooves would slip on the snowy ground, and we wouldn’t be able to get any leverage. Before the horses could even get a grip, everyone’s arms would get sore and we would have to let go.”

Pang Shiwu said, "You mean you just lifted the carriage up?"

The scholar said, "Yes, but everyone can't hold on for more than three breaths."

Pang Shiwu thought to himself: So many people, they're really useless!

The scholar seemed to know what the other was thinking, and his face flushed. "So we tried to lift the carriage forward, but we couldn't lift it even a step. It's too slippery underfoot; we'd fall after just a couple of steps. What's more, we just checked the road ahead, and it's at least several dozen feet of mud. This is really troublesome!" He sighed as he spoke.

Pang Shiwu looked at both sides of the road, where there were many messy footprints scattered on the snow, indicating that they had walked around both sides quite a bit.

"Didn't you try going around from this side?"

The scholar said, “This road may not seem muddy on both sides, but it’s full of potholes and deep pits. If a wheel gets stuck, it can easily break! In this remote place, with no village in sight, a broken wheel means either freezing or starving to death in this freezing weather. So everyone would rather linger on this muddy, difficult road than take a detour.”

Pang Shiwu frowned and said, "This blockage can't go on forever." He began to consider whether he should get out of the carriage and help them. With his skills, navigating the mud was no problem, and he could lift the other carriage, no matter how heavy it was. The only problem was that the muddy section was too long, and his shoes would probably get filthy.

Suddenly, Feng Jiuxiao's voice came from beside him: "Fifteen wants to go and help?"

Pang Shiwu condensed his voice into a line: "Hmm!"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "Don't be impatient."

Pang Shiwu said, "Hmm."

What did your brother mean by telling you to calm down? Could there be something wrong with these people?
But what exactly was the problem? Pang Shiwu started to imagine all sorts of scenarios!

Feng Jiuxiao slowly got out of the carriage and arrived at the scene of the incident. He looked at the carriage that was stuck in the mud from a distance. An old man next to him seemed to be the owner of the carriage. He was directing several young people to push the carriage forward as much as possible.

Unfortunately, despite the young men's best efforts, the carriage remained motionless, and their feet kept slipping.

Feng Jiuxiao carefully scanned the group and made a preliminary judgment that they were three groups.

"Old sir, how long have you been waiting here?" The old man saw that although Feng Jiuxiao was young, he had a formidable aura, so he did not underestimate him and said calmly, "Half an hour."

"Where are you going, sir?"

"May I ask where you are headed, young friend?"

Feng Jiuxiao was taken aback, not expecting the old man to ask a question in return; it seemed he was very wary. He smiled and said, "I want to go to the Potala Palace."

The old man was taken aback. "Potala Palace? What are we going there for?"

Feng Jiuxiao smiled and said, "Pilgrimage."

The old man looked at him with suspicion. "You believe in Tibetan Buddhism?"

Feng Jiuxiao laughed and said, "I can't say I believe it, I can only say I'm curious and want to travel around."

The old man said, "That's right, read ten thousand books and travel ten thousand miles."

Feng Jiuxiao asked, "Old sir, are you also traveling?"

The old man stared intently into Feng Jiuxiao's eyes, as if trying to discern the true purpose behind the question.

Feng Jiuxiao said calmly, "If you don't want to talk, then forget it." Since the other party was so wary, it would be a waste of time to talk to him. So Feng Jiuxiao walked forward. At this moment, the servant next to him reminded him, "Be careful ahead, it's all mud!" To the servant's surprise, the white-robed youth was completely unharmed in that area where one could sink half a foot with a single step. He was as light as a few ounces of cotton and left no footprints on the ground.

The old man's eyes widened in shock: "You know kung fu?"

Feng Jiuxiao was too lazy to pay attention to him at this point, and walked another ten feet forward, roughly understanding the road conditions.

He returned to Pang Shiwu's side. "Shiwu, let's prepare to take a detour."

Pang Shiwu said, "They've taken over this road, so we can only go around via the dirt roads on both sides. Didn't they say there were deep pits or something? Are you sure it's okay?"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "It's alright, I'll be right next to the car and keep an eye on things."

Pang Shiwu said, "Alright then."

With the eldest brother protecting them, any potential problems will be nipped in the bud!
Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, the boy in black actually drove the carriage onto the dirt road by the roadside!
The boy in white stood there motionless, but his eyes were fixed on the turning of the wheels.

Pang Shiwu's carriage bumped quite violently as it traveled across the uneven yellow earth, and Chili even let out several soft cries.

Seeing that Pang Shiwu's carriage was bumping violently but kept moving forward, advancing four or five zhang in an instant, the three people trapped in place immediately lost their composure!
A middle-aged man dressed like a martial arts expert said somewhat displeasedly, "Old sir, didn't you say that we couldn't walk on either side? How come other people can walk on them?"

The old man frowned: "Are you blaming me?"

The brute snorted coldly: "So what if it is? I've been putting up with you for a long time! It was clearly your car that got stuck in the mud and blocked everyone's way. This brother was already preparing to take a detour, why did you stop him?"

The scholar immediately chimed in, "Yes! I already took a detour, why are you stopping me? Could it be..." His expression suddenly changed, "You did it on purpose?"

The martial artist's expression changed as well: "I'm finding this old guy increasingly suspicious! Normal people walk on the right side to avoid bumping into oncoming people, but his carriage is neither on the right nor the left; it's driving in the middle of the road! Now look what's happened, it's completely blocked! I think they did it on purpose!"

The old man sneered, "Young man, don't speak recklessly without evidence!"

The brute sneered, "The more I look at you, the less like a good person you seem!"

The old man snorted coldly, "Nonsense!"

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