Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 83 Wonderful
"Do you need me to arrange a boat for you to go back?" Pu Songyuan asked again.

They have been operating this trade route for many years, so naturally there is more than one ship on this route.

Shi Fei shook his head and said, "I can just return directly by land."

Across the Blue Sea is the Malay Peninsula. From there going north are Siam and Jiaozhi, and further north is Dali.

"Well... there are a lot of miasma there, the roads are difficult to travel, and the language is not understandable. It's not as convenient as the sea route." Pu Songyuan repeatedly advised: "Should I arrange a boat for you, sir?"

Shi Fei said calmly: "The world is so big, there is no place I can't go!"

After hearing Shi Fei say this, Pu Songyuan didn't say anything.

The next day, they arrived at Lanwuli safely.

Lanwuli is an important port on the Maritime Silk Road. When Shi Fei got off the boat, he saw people coming and going on the dock. There were Arabs in white shirts, dark-skinned South Asians, and Han Chinese from the Central Plains like Shi Fei.

Merchants were busy bargaining and trading rare goods from all over the world. The crew members either went to the city to rest and play, or prepared their ships to go out to sea.

Shi Fei saw new things. Every time he went to a place, he would find new and interesting culture that he had never seen before.

He stayed in Lanwuli for a few days, then took a boat to the Malay Peninsula and headed north.

The whole way was filled with jungle and rainforest, with hurricanes, heavy rains, and scorching sun taking turns. Wild beasts, heat, and poisonous insects were even more unbearable.

Fortunately, Shi Fei is not an ordinary person, and these are no big deal to him.

But the ever-changing nature tells him that this is a real world.

A world far beyond his own imagination.

After the long journey, the doubts in his heart did not decrease, but increased.

He walked, looked, and thought, and he didn't know how long it had been. One day, Shi Fei came to a small town called Moge.

Shi Fei didn't know what Moge meant. He just prepared to replenish his dry food and continue heading north.

Suddenly he heard the sound of a gong, and saw everyone in the town kneeling on both sides, facing one direction devoutly.

There seems to be a temple over there.

The old gate of the temple opened, and several people in white robes came out, walking in front, shouting something loudly as they walked.

Behind them, six people were carrying a bamboo sedan chair.

They came to the center of the town in a grand procession, as if they were going to hold some ceremony.

Shi Fei looked at Qiao Feng, who was sitting in the sedan chair and wearing strange clothes, with a strange expression on his face.

I never expected to see Qiao Feng in this barbaric southern land. How outrageous!
Qiao Feng also noticed Shi Fei, who stood out from the crowd.

He thought Shi Fei looked familiar and was wondering who this person was.
Suddenly, he remembered who Shi Fei was and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"He..." Qiao Feng sat in the sedan chair and remembered that Shi Fei was Wang Yuyan's cousin and the head of Azhu's family!
Murong Fu!
So he said something to the people around him, and those people bowed to him respectfully and then went back.

"Are you Master Murong?" Qiao Feng flew to Shi Fei and said with a fist.

He had only met Shi Fei once in the Xingzilin that day, so he was not sure whether the person in front of him was Murong Fu.

"Yes! It's me! I didn't expect to meet Boss Qiao thousands of miles away from the Central Plains. It's amazing!" Shi Fei said with a smile.

The word "wonderful" is not enough to describe the feeling of seeing Qiao Feng here.

He thought of meeting Qiao Feng anywhere, but he never thought of meeting him here.

The world is so wonderful!

Shi Fei couldn't help asking, "Why are you here?" "This matter... is a long story!" Qiao Feng sighed and said, "Azhu and Miss Wang are also in Rongwen, not far away. Let's go find them!"

Rongwen is a place name.

"Xiao Wang and Zhu Mei are here too!" Shi Fei said in surprise, "I never thought that Boss Qiao would stay away from the Central Plains and enjoy the happiness of having two wives here?"

"Qiao is no longer the leader of the Beggars' Sect, so don't mention the word leader anymore." Qiao Feng asked again, "As for the happiness of having a wife?"

He sighed and said, "Azhu and Miss Wang have a small fight every three days and a big fight every five days. Every month on the night of the full moon, they fight to the death."

"At the beginning, I persuaded both of them."

"Now, I have let myself go. I just hope that when they fight each other, they stay away from me and don't splatter my blood."

The tone of his voice was very much like those of old men who have been married for a few years.

"Haha~" Shi Fei couldn't help laughing, he said: "I watched them grow up, and I know that they have been at odds since they were young, and they don't respect each other."

"As for the title of 'gang leader'...some people are Gang Leader Qiao even if they are not the Gang Leader of the Beggars' Sect."

Qiao Feng showed a look of gratitude. He thought Shi Fei recognized him as the former leader of the Beggars' Sect. Then he heard Shi Fei continue to say:
"After all, 'Boss Qiao' can also be a nickname!"

Can this be a nickname?
With a strange look on his face, Qiao Feng led the way towards Rong Wen, and along the way he told Shi Fei about the experiences of the three of them during this period.

From searching for his own life experience, to searching for the life experiences of Ah Zhu and Wang Yuyan, and finally to being surrounded and killed at the border of Dali.

"Then what..." Shi Fei asked.

Xiao Yuanshan actually became the emperor of the Liao Dynasty. If you think about it carefully, it seems reasonable considering his background.

The world of martial arts was really unexpected for Shi Fei and gave him a pleasant surprise.

"And then!" Qiao Feng sighed and said, "And then the three of us were seriously injured."

"Given our serious injuries, it would be very dangerous to go to the Central Plains. So we are preparing to retreat to Dali."

"But when we get to Dali, we will have to accept the favors of the Duan family in Dali. Ah Zhu and Miss Wang don't want to have anything to do with the Duan family."

"So we had no choice but to head south and flee all the way to the border of Annan."

"People in the Central Plains would never have thought that we would hide here."

"After arriving in Annan, the local royal family took a fancy to the beauty of Ah Zhu and Miss Wang. We were poisoned and surrounded by the royal family, so we ran here again."

"Originally there was a group of people here pretending to be ghosts and doing evil things, but we chased them away later."

"Miss Wang has become the goddess of the priestess here!" After Qiao Feng finished telling their legendary experience, Shi Fei nodded frequently.

Shi Fei asked: "What about you and Zhu Mei?"

"As for me, I am naturally the priest of the Goddess. As for Ah Zhu..." Qiao Feng paused and said, "She is called the maid of the Goddess by the locals."

"Ha~" Shi Fei laughed again and said, "No wonder Zhu Mei and Xiao Wang fought so hard that their heads were broken and bloody!"

Ah Zhu naturally did not want to be called Wang Yuyan's maid by the locals.

After walking for dozens of miles on the mountain road, Qiao Feng pointed to the town in the valley in the distance and said, "It's just ahead."

"I've heard it." Shi Fei listened to the sound of dragon roars coming from the riverside on the west side of the town.

Qiao Feng took two quick steps and shouted, "Azhu, Miss Wang, stop fighting. Look who's coming!"

(End of this chapter)