Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 162: Sharing Food with Three Gentlemen (Please Recommend)
Can this be used to test it out?
In fact, those people deep in Youdu are not so sure.

However, it is also a quick and effective method, and it is also very simple to try out.

"Just slap him to death, why bother?" A cold and overbearing voice said, "He's just a little literary talent, who cares if he's not?"

"He is not just an ordinary literary talent, but a world-renowned gentleman."

A voice said with slight dissatisfaction.

"Isn't it a little literary talent?"

The cold and domineering voice said with disdain.

Given his status, it actually doesn't make much difference whether Feng Qingyan is a literary talent or a world-famous gentleman.

"Wait and see." Someone else said.

The voices stopped arguing and continued to look at the ox cart, observing Feng Qingyan's every move.

The handsome young man who slapped the ghost master's soldiers away was dressed in simple green clothes. He exuded a faint scholarly air and looked gentle and graceful.

This ghost is named Qinglang.

"You two have come from far away. Qing Lang is sorry for not welcoming you in person. Please forgive me."

After driving away the ghost soldiers, Qing Lang smiled and saluted at the ox cart. Although he was a ghost general, his status was still inferior to Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin.

Logically speaking, it would require at least a ghost master level to welcome him.

However, Youdu sent a ghost general, who was not one of the 360 ​​ghost generals of Youdu, which made Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin frown.

If Zi Yaqin had not asked Youdu for something, she would have left long ago.

At this time, Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin did not speak, but just sat quietly in the ox cart, without even lifting the curtain to take a look, which made Qinglang suddenly feel a little embarrassed.

"This is indeed Qing Lang's fault."

Qing Lang laughed awkwardly twice, then signaled the ox cart to continue moving forward towards Youdu City.

During the journey, Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin did not speak, but Qing Lang kept trying to find something to say, asking where the gentleman was from, what great figures his ancestors had produced, and which countries he had traveled to...

Unfortunately, Feng Qingyan didn't say anything.

At this moment, he was wondering why Youdu did this?

For some reason, he had a bad feeling since he entered Youdu. It seemed that there was some danger waiting for him in Youdu. Moreover, his inexplicable disgust towards Youdu became stronger and stronger.

Could it be that Youdu and I are natural enemies?

Feng Qingyan's brows furrowed.

About half an hour later, the ox cart arrived in front of an extremely majestic city. The ox cart looked very small in front of the city, like an ant in front of a mountain.

"You two, we have arrived at Youdu City."

Qinglang's voice was heard from outside the ox cart, and then the ox cart stopped.

Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin looked at each other, then walked out of the ox cart, slung their zithers across their backs, and looked up at the huge dark city in front of them.

The huge city is all black, exuding a cold and gloomy atmosphere.

The cold city wall was so high that it looked like a huge mountain standing in front of us. Both ends of the city wall stretched out crazily, and people couldn't see the end at all. It seemed that it had already been embedded in the chaos of the Nether City...

This amazed Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin.

Compared with the huge city of Youdu, the cities on earth are like small houses in front of the mountains. They are simply incomparable and unimaginable.

Qing Lang looked at the shock in the two men's eyes with great satisfaction and said, "Please come in, both of you."

Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin nodded and walked towards the huge city gate in front of them, but they were stopped by a ghost general guarding the gate.

"Are you the world-famous Feng Sanding?"

The ghost general looked at Feng Qingyan with his head tilted, and said with disdain, "I haven't heard of him. He is just a small literary talent. It seems that there are no more people in the world, so..."

"What did you call me?"

Feng Qingyan asked with narrowed eyes.

"Feng Sanding."

The ghost guarding the gate sneered. "Since you have never heard of me, how do you know my name? It shows that what you said is not true. It shows that the words of ghosts and gods cannot be trusted. They are all hypocritical and liars." Feng Qingyan nodded and beat all the ghosts to death with a stick. He ignored the stunned ghost general and looked at Qinglang and said, "Do you know which ghost king invited us here?"

"Haha, don't make me laugh to death. The king would invite a mere literary talent like you? This is simply a huge joke."

The ghost general laughed loudly, and the other ghost soldiers guarding the gate also laughed when they heard it.

"Why do you think it was an invitation from the king?"

Qing Lang said in surprise.

Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin looked at each other and frowned.

"Is not it?"

Feng Qingyan hesitated for a moment and said.

"I don't know. I just came here to welcome you, you gentleman." Qing Lang shook his head and said, "Please enter the city."

Feng Qingyan didn't hesitate and followed him into the city.

After entering the city, I saw that the streets were very large and there were many houses everywhere, but there were few ghosts on the streets, which made it look very eerie and scary.

But there were many teams of ghost soldiers passing by quickly.

When walking on the street.

"Are you the world-famous Feng Sanding? I think you are nothing more than that."

There were several young men's vague ghosts, laughing at Feng Qingyan, "Be careful, there are ghosts here, they will eat people. If you dare to enter Youdu City alone, aren't you courting death?"

Feng Qingyan ignored them, and the ghosts felt bored and left.

However, on the road, ghost soldiers would bump into him from time to time, and even scold and insult him, which made Feng Qingyan frown, as it seemed that they were coming towards him.

But why?
"You two can stay here for a while, so that we, the heroes of Youdu, can also see the elegance of the gentleman of Sanding." Qing Lang took Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin to a dark courtyard, then left without paying any attention to them.

Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin both had blank expressions on their faces.

All this was beyond their comprehension.

However, Feng Qingyan suppressed the Ghost Gate again and again, and finally prevented it from emerging, which made him finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"That's strange, why is this happening?"

In the courtyard, Zi Yaqin couldn't figure it out, and said, "They seem to be deliberately bumping into and angering us, but what good will this do them?"

Could it be that Youdu knows the existence of Ghost Gate?

So that's why you do this?

Feng Qingyan was a little shocked. How did Youdu know this?

"I heard that someone has come down from the human world, and he is a famous gentleman named Sanding. Please invite Sanding gentleman to come out and see me."

Outside the yard, an excited voice was heard, sounding impatient.

"Haha, Sanding Gentleman, I heard he's very famous."

"I haven't eaten a living person for a long time, and he's a gentleman. I'm really looking forward to it."

"I haven't tried Ding Junzi yet, so I wonder how it tastes? Everyone, is it better braised or steamed?"

"Braised!"

“Steamed!”

"Braised!"

“Steamed!”

There was a fierce argument coming from outside the yard.

The argument was accompanied by the squeals of pigs, the barking of dogs, the roaring of tigers, etc. It was a group of beasts and ghosts arguing about how to divide the food of the Three Gentlemen.

In the yard, Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin looked terribly gloomy.

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(End of this chapter)