I tried to kill the heroines of destiny, but they ended up chasing after me.

Her unparalleled beauty and elegance are nowhere to be found, only her delicate shadow and graceful figure remain in the mortal world.

It means that one's life is prone to romantic entanglements.

……

bar?

The city lord's mansion would not accept money from distinguished guests entrusted by the city lord.

Besides, who would dare offend the Heavenly Demon Sect for a few coins?

The Heavenly Demon Sect has been trying to clear its name since the Great Cataclysm, and is now in a delicate state of being neither entirely good nor entirely bad.

But ultimately, they carry the word "demon," and if anyone thinks they are a group of kind-hearted men and women, their graves will likely be covered in green grass next year.

Not kneeling down on the spot was the last act of defiance.

Once they put on these officer uniforms, they had to bear their weight.

It represents the face of the entire Crimson Lotus City.

They can kneel, but not in Crimson Lotus City.

"Hmm? Has the rule changed? Perhaps it's because I haven't been to Red Lotus City for too long, and now the city gates are wide open."

The person asking the question muttered something to himself, indicating his confusion.

Not keeping their feet still, they immediately started walking to catch up, not wanting to let the 'rich young master' they had their eye on get away.

Just as they were about to pass the first pair of soldiers.

The change was sudden and unexpected.

"bass!"

"Ding!"

Two steel guns clashed diagonally in front of him, sparking a few flecks.

Now their eyes were sharp, their legs were straight, and their hands gripping the spears were strong and powerful as they pointed with lightning speed.

A short, round-faced soldier immediately launched an attack!

"What's your entry permit? What's your surname? What's your given name? Where are you from? Where are you going? How many people are in your family? How many acres of land do you own per person? How many cows do you have on your land?"

The person asking the question was completely confused: "Uh...those two people didn't show any entry permits either?"

Another seemingly experienced middle-aged officer said with a look of regret, "Good heavens, young man, can't you just do your own thing? Why do you have to compare yourself to others? Wait a minute, your eyes and expression are off. Do you have a criminal record and are you trying to sneak into the city?"

The short, round-faced officer quickly chimed in, "Well done, Old Xing, you're really educated. No wonder you were chosen as the squad leader."

The experienced middle-aged soldier beamed with delight upon hearing the praise: "Six, learn from Uncle He, you can do it too in the future."

The inquirer looked bewildered and helpless, and finally had to pay the city entrance fee to find his previous identity registration certificate before the officials allowed him to pass.

He was indignant and muttered to himself: "A bunch of scoundrels looking down on people."

One of the soldiers in the second row, who had sharp ears, heard the murmur and was unwilling to let his eleven brothers suffer the injustice along with him.

He explained with considerable dissatisfaction, "What do you mean by looking down on people? Don't blame us, look at what's engraved on that jade pendant at his waist!"

The person asking the question fell into deep thought, recalling the scene just now, but couldn't come up with a solution for a long time.

The other person mostly had their back to him, and only once when they brushed past each other and turned around did they happen to be at an angle where the jade pendant was not visible.

There aren't many wealthy young masters around Red Lotus City who can disregard the rules of the City Lord's Mansion, and he recognizes most of them, but he has never seen the person just now before.

It makes no sense that the officers and soldiers could recognize him, but he couldn't; this was his means of survival.

"What word?"

He asked reluctantly, unwilling to admit that his eyesight was inferior to that of the soldiers.

The officer with the mustache opposite the man in the second row said, "I examined it carefully for a long time before I could tell from the jade pendant that it clearly says 'Spring'!"

The inquirer was even more puzzled, and didn't even consider the Heavenly Demon Sect, as it was too distant and unattainable.

He racked his brains for a long time but still couldn't figure out the meaning of the word, and then he got anxious: "So what if you have a spring?"

The soldiers in the third column seemed to have heard something that would make everyone burst into laughter, and couldn't help but let out a 'pfft'.

The officers and soldiers in the fourth row rebuked them with stern faces: "We are professionally trained. No matter how funny it is, we cannot laugh unless... *cough*, we can't help it."

The officer in the fifth column said, "If the person is not up to par, don't blame the road for being uneven."

The sixth person, with a face that screamed "I can't take this!", looked down at the person asking the question and said, "Sorry, but 'Spring' means you can do whatever you want."

Chapter Six: Xi Yao is no ordinary creature.

The vendors were all shouting at the top of their lungs to hawk what they were selling.

"Silver scale pendant, five coins each, durable and unbreakable."

A young child was running rampant down the street with a wooden sword in his hand.

"If Heaven hadn't given birth to me, Little Fatty Dun, the way of the sword would have remained in eternal darkness. Eeya! Sword~ come!"

The chubby boy tripped and fell on his backside, causing the wooden sword to slip from his hand and smash into the stall, shattering the five-coin pendant to pieces.

What followed was a dispute, such as: the child is still young and doesn't understand, he's just a child, don't let him off the hook, etc.

The men and women strolling the streets were all different kinds of people.

Jiang Wanyu blended into this bustling city full of life.

Her fair, porcelain-like face became even paler as life faded.

He put a piece of candy under his canine tooth and bit down hard.

'Click!'

It shattered into countless tiny sparks, revealing its sharpness.

"Boss, four tailed beast buns, please."

She laid out a row of copper coins in her hand and handed it over, then took out a small piece of low-grade spirit stone.

The shopkeeper, still half-asleep, immediately opened his eyes wide and said, "Alright, sir, would you like to come in or take it away?"

Tailed Beasts are second-tier demonic beasts that resemble domestic pigs with long tails.

It is often used for food because of its delicious meat.

This type of small-to-medium-sized steamed bun shop definitely doesn't sell them.

Because of the different types of customers, very few people would come to this kind of store to order expensive ingredients.

The loss from spoiled food that ended up stuck in our hands would take a month of hard work to make up for.

Without hindering the boss from taking on business, he quickly signaled to his wife to hurry up and get some goods from the market.

The money he made from this deal was more than he could earn working seven or eight days straight from dawn till dusk; there was no reason not to take it.

"Pack."

Jiang Wanyu sat down at the nearest seat to the shop entrance and fed Huya a piece of candy.

Sugar enters the tiger's mouth.

……

When the seventeenth pill was swallowed.

'Gurgle...'

Ok?

Of course, it wasn't her who sent it.

After she came to terms with it, she decided to enjoy her last three years in peace and began a food-loving adventure.

Jiang Wanyu cast a glance at him.

The sight of a little girl wearing clothes that were patched and soaked with white stains was rather incongruous.

Hunger surged like a tidal wave, her stomach growling and draining away her remaining energy.

She looked at the steaming buns at the steaming bun shop.

He swallowed hard.

The little face covered in dust clearly showed that it wanted to eat.

"Yaoyao, do you want some?"

Behind her followed an elderly man who walked with a limp. He took out a few copper coins, pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, and then spoke.

"Want to...want to eat? No way, these buns are sour."

She was very sensible from a young age. She counted the number of copper coins handed over by another customer and the steamed buns she received, guessed the approximate price, and quickly changed her mind.

Immediately, the steamed bun shop owner became unhappy, asking, "What do you mean the steamed buns are sour?"

What does it mean if a steamed bun tastes sour?

The ingredients are not fresh!

People generally believe that children speak without restraint, and are straightforward and dare to tell the truth.

Isn't this ruining his reputation? Cutting off someone's money: "You can't just say things like that. I've been running this business on this street for seven or eight years, and no one has ever said it's sour. Be careful, or I'll take you to the authorities."

He reached out to grab the little girl named Yao Yao.

A slender, weak hand stopped her: "Why argue with a child? I'll pay for her to taste it and see if it's sour or not."

Jiang Wanyu tossed out a few copper coins, then turned to pat the little girl's head: "You need to eat slowly. I'll treat you to another one later. If you eat too fast, there won't be any left."

She took the hot bun wrapped in oil paper from the shop owner and handed it to the little girl.

The little girl quickly realized what was happening, took the bun, suppressed her instinctive urge, and slowly began to eat it. The soft, salty pork burst in her mouth.

It made her squint her eyes and make purring sounds, like a beast enjoying itself.

She seemed to move slowly, but in the blink of an eye she finished the buns, patted her tummy and said, "Delicious! Sister, I'm so satisfied."

She looked up and stared intently at Jiang Wanyu.