Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 66 066 Upper City Scenery
When I feel sleepy, I receive a pillow. The clothes I ordered for Shunzi have arrived.

Feng Xiuhu couldn't wait to let Shunzi change.

After a while, Shunzi came out of the house. It was the first time for him to wear this style of clothing. He looked a little embarrassed and didn't know where to put his hands.

Feng Xiuhu's eyes lit up.

I saw that the shirt and vest that Shunzi was wearing was stretched tight by his muscles, and the dark dress jacket was deliberately made looser according to Shunzi's sturdy figure, and it covered his body like a big curtain.

Old William gave him a wide-brimmed hat with the brim slightly turned down, casting a shadow. The angular flesh on Shunzi's face was set off by the shadow, making him look even more formidable.

Shunzi walked towards the two of them with stiff steps, and his momentum was like a high wall about to press down.

Mike couldn't help swallowing.

Feng Xiuhu asked him cheerfully, "This outfit should be okay, right?"

Mike nodded in surprise: "Okay, that's fine, but I'm afraid Shunzi's aura will attract the police."

Patrolman?

Feng Xiuhu was stunned: "What is that?"

He could understand the meaning of these two words, but he had never seen them in such a long time.

Mike explained, "They're the government officials, but they're only found in the Upper City—oh, and they can also be seen near the government office in the Port District."

It seems that in the eyes of the nobles, this city called Sail City only includes the upper city area, and other places are not even in their eyes.

This feeling became increasingly clear in Feng Xiuhu's mind.

Hearing the police, Shunzi began to back down again.

Feng Xiuhu said, "We haven't done anything wrong, so what's there to be afraid of? If someone comes to question us, just say you're from the church."

Having said that, Mike didn't say any more and led the two of them to the upper city.

……

At the top of the slope leading from the factory area to the upper city, the rickshaw stopped in front of a large iron gate.

Rickshaws are not allowed to enter the upper city, so they can only be sent here.

But this is not a big deal. Inside the fence gate, at the entrance to the upper city, there are many carriages for rent parked on the roadside waiting for business, for those people in the upper city who come back from outside business but don’t want to walk.

This is nothing new.

In addition to the carriage, there were several patrolmen on duty on both sides of the gate. They were wearing uniform black patrol uniforms, wide-brimmed hats, and iron rods hanging on the belts around their waists.

Feng Xiuhu had seen this thing before - in his first dream, he saw the nurses in the mental hospital holding this kind of iron-clad rod.

After the three got off the car, the patrolmen swept their eyes over, their gazes not lingering on Feng Xiuhu and Mike's deacon robes. Finally, they glanced briefly at Shunzi and then looked away.

Shunzi followed behind Feng Xiuhu. He was still so nervous that he didn't dare to move too much.

But Feng Xiuhu was already dazzled.

Compared with the upper city and the lower city, it feels like entering two different worlds.

On the wide and clean road, all kinds of gorgeous carriages and shiny cars passed by.

On both sides of the street, classical and elegant Western-style buildings and Eastern-style pavilions with carved beams and painted rafters stand side by side.

Looking at the roadside again, people in long gowns, jackets, and bowler hats, Western-style skirts, veils, and white silk scarves, people smoking pipes, bow ties, and big gold watches, people wearing cheongsams, pearl hairpins, and high heels - passers-by with different clothing styles are walking leisurely and contentedly, with smiles on their faces, unlike the people below who have sad and worried faces every day.

A sweet aroma wafted from the bakery at the end of the street, and the jewelry shop opposite was shining brightly in the sunlight, almost dazzling one's eyes.

"...Is this the place where the gods live? Am I worthy of living here?"

Shunzi was stunned and muttered to himself behind Feng Xiuhu.

Feng Xiuhu was also very excited: "If I sell the paintings in the church, can I buy a house here?"

He is still so loyal.

This inexperienced look was too obvious. Mike was afraid of being seen by the police, so he urged them, "Hurry up and follow me." The three of them got on the carriage. Feng Xiuhu and Shunzi each occupied a window along the way, watching without blinking.

Feng Xiuhu found that the Upper City District was larger than he had expected.

Mike told him, "Because Upper Town is built on top of a mountain."

"This mountain is called Tianya Mountain, located at the southernmost edge of the Eastern Continent. The other side of the mountain has no slopes, but rather a flat plain, so the summit is extremely large. Going north along the plain leads to the heart of the kingdom."

"So the first group of people who came here chose to settle on the top of the mountain. It was not until more and more people came that the lower town gradually developed - which is now the downtown area and factory area."

Feng Xiuhu was puzzled: "Since there is a plain to the north of the mountaintop, why not expand the city further north?"

Mike shook his head. "Because there's a natural barrier between Tianya Mountain and the plains, a cliff that's bottomless and hundreds of meters wide—that's where the name Tianya Mountain comes from."

While we were talking, we arrived at the destination.

Feng Xiuhu jumped out of the car and found that the surroundings looked familiar - wasn't this the place where he came out of the Duke's Mansion that day?

"Are you discussing business at the Duke's Mansion again?"

Feng Xiuhu asked.

Mike pulled him: "Look behind."

Feng Xiuhu looked back and saw that opposite the Duke's Mansion was a cathedral that was far more magnificent and solemn than the church in the factory area.

"This is the Mist Cathedral of Sails City."

Feng Xiuhu looked around.

Mike introduced him: "This is the most central location of the entire upper city. The building in the middle is the Palace of the Goddess of Wind and Rain."

Feng Xiuhu looked in the direction he was going and saw a majestic palace several stories high sitting on the central axis of the square. The palace faced the sea in the south, and the central axis continued forward all the way to the Broken Wave Bridge.

To the right of the palace is the Duke's Mansion, and to the left is the Misty Cathedral.

Judging from the arrangement of positions, it is true that the Queen of Wind and Rain has a bigger presence.

Mike led the two of them to the cathedral.

Feng Xiuhu whispered, "I thought Konate Chen was in the Upper City Church."

Mike responded, "The Upper City Cathedral is under the jurisdiction of Bishop Yuk. Before officially taking over the Factory District Cathedral, Bishop Konate Chen had been working in the Cathedral, primarily assisting Archbishop Toverson in handling affairs."

When they arrived at the door, Mike asked Shunzi to wait outside, and then led Feng Xiuhu into the church alone.

The interior of the church still has the unique style of the Church of Mist, with ubiquitous symbols and intricate corridors.

Mike was afraid that Feng Xiuhu would cause trouble again, so he lowered his head and walked quickly. Soon he brought Feng Xiuhu to a door.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

Mike knocked gently on the door.

Soon, the door opened a crack from the inside, and a deacon looked at the two of them through the crack: "What's going on?"

Mike replied respectfully, "Feng Xiuhu is here."

The deacon nodded slightly: "Wait a moment, I will go and report."

After waiting for a while, the door opened again.

The deacon nodded to Feng Xiuhu: "Come in."

Feng Xiuhu walked in, but Mike didn't follow.

Feng Xiuhu turned around and looked at him: "Come in and rest for a while."

Mike shook his head and whispered to him, "Don't talk nonsense when you go in. I'll wait for you outside."

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