Master Fu does not envy immortals

16 Sudden Attack
Jiang Qiongxing followed Shi Yueren with a burden on his back, and the two of them blended into the flow of people entering the city, appearing inconspicuous among traffickers and pawns.

The scene at the gate of the city gradually became clear. The team entering the city was moving very slowly. Shi Yueren stopped and said in a low voice, "Something is wrong."

"What?" Jiang Qiongxing stood on tiptoe, wanting to see the situation in front of him, but unfortunately he was too short, so he could only see the back of his head that was crowded in front of him.

Shi Yueren didn't explain. He glanced around and saw a farmer with a basket of fresh vegetables standing on his right. He leaned over and chatted with him: "My brother's own vegetables? Looks very juicy!"

The farmer was wiping his sweat, and he replied, "Yes, but this vegetable is not for sale, I specially picked it for my son."

"Your son lives in the city?"

"Hey," the farmer's dark face turned into a dried chrysanthemum when he mentioned his son, "he's working in the yamen!"

"Hey! Really promising!" Shi Yueren showed shock cooperatively, and looked up at the long queue in front of him, "But it's too slow to enter the city. When we enter the city, the vegetables will be dried out."

"Tsk, I don't know what happened these two days. It wasn't so strict before." The farmer stretched his neck and looked forward, complaining in his mouth.

Shi Yueren picked at his chin, which had just grown a stubble, and casually probed: "Could it be that some prisoner escaped from the prison?"

"No, I heard that it is a matter of cultivating immortals. It should have nothing to do with us mortals. Don't worry too much." A young man dressed as a scholar in front turned around and said slowly, "It's nothing more than entering the city slowly. Immortals will not embarrass us ordinary people."

As soon as the cultivator was mentioned, the farmer didn't dare to express his dissatisfaction. Even if the cultivator at the gate of the city could never hear him at such a distance, he didn't dare to say anything: "Yes, I hope the immortals can catch the fugitive as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Jiang Qiongxing, who had been acting as if it had nothing to do with him, raised his eyes and met Shang Shi Yueren's gaze.

In all likelihood, this cultivator came for them.

It seems that the state capital cannot enter.

Shi Yueren winked at her, and the two of them retreated slowly while the team was moving forward slowly, as if they were pushed to the back, and no one noticed that something was wrong.

After quietly withdrawing from the team entering the city, the two changed their way and hurried on.

"There are even people blocking this road. It seems that there are indeed more than two people who are thinking about your family's secret books." Shi Yue said humanely.

"Then what should we do now?" Jiang Qiongxing asked.

"Continue to go around, I don't believe they can block the entire Central Plains." Shi Yueren snorted unbelievingly, looked up at the sky, and waved to her for a moment, "Go this way."

He seems to have memorized the map of the entire Central Plains in his heart, and he knows where to go as long as he looks at the sky. The ability of this human GPS makes Jiang Qixing envious: "Why do you know everything?"

Shi Yueren smiled triumphantly: "When you live to my age, you will also feel that the world is big, but that's all."

Jiang Qiongxing was envious, but also a little sour, and said deliberately: "I heard that most of the cultivators spend most of their time in seclusion. Why are you wandering around?"

"That's wrong." Shi Yueren walked ahead with his hands clasped, stepping down the weeds that blocked the road one by one. "Cultivation of immortals requires both cultivation and character. If you blindly build a car behind closed doors, you will not be able to achieve great success."

Jiang Qiongxing raised his head and glanced at him: "...It's really amazing that someone can talk about idleness in such a fresh and refined way."

"Hmph, kid," Shi Yueren turned his head, and nodded her from the air, "Later, uncle will let you see..."

Before he finished speaking, a black shadow flew in front of him and rushed straight to the top of his head. The speed was so fast that Jiang Qixing's pupils suddenly constricted.

And Shi Yueren was still turning his head to talk to her unconsciously.

"Be careful--"

She blurted out, but the black shadow was already approaching.

That's too late!

At the very moment, Shi Yueren suddenly slipped on the sole of his foot, his body swayed heavily, and a black shadow flew past his shoulder.

It narrowly passed over Jiang Qiongxing's head.

Startled her into a cold sweat.

It's dangerous, it's dangerous.

"Oh, bad luck, I stepped on shit!" Shi Yueren jumped on his feet and cursed.

Jiang Qiongxing was at a loss for words for a while, and looked down, and there was indeed a lump of excrement left by an unknown animal on the narrow dirt road that was trampled out by people.

Co-authoring him is not a prediction, it's really good luck!
"Ah."

A chuckle sounded not far away.

Shi Yueren, who was rubbing the soles of his shoes on the grass blades by the roadside, was taken aback for a moment, as if he just realized something was wrong, he slowly raised his head and looked ahead.

On a big tree not far away, a figure floated down leisurely.

This figure is not a mortal at first glance, Jiang Qiongxing narrowed his eyes, and the hostility flashed past.

Before she could see the figure clearly, a strong force came from the back of her head, pushing her down.

She fell to her knees and hit her forehead hard on the ground.

Shi Yueren pressed her head tightly, kowtowed hurriedly, and kept shouting: "Immortal, Immortal."

This is the most common reaction of ordinary people when they see a cultivator.

Jiang Qiongxing reacted quickly, lowered his head obediently, and huddled into a ball on the ground.

A look of boredom flashed across the eyes of the strange cultivator, and he asked angrily, "Aren't you going to enter the city? Why are you leaving again?"

It turned out to be the case.

Hearing this question, Jiang Qiongxing suddenly understood what was going on.

The immortal cultivators blocking the gate of the city are just a cover, hiding in the dark and waiting to see if there are people who are guilty of treachery and dare not enter the city, and they are the ones who really come to arrest them.

They were so desperate that they collided with each other.

"The immortal forgives the sin, the immortal forgives the sin." Shi Yueren raised his head with a smiling face, his eyes fell on the ground in front of him, and he still didn't dare to look directly at the other party, just like a small commoner who has been bullied into a habit, "Little people are just on their way. Passing by the state capital, it doesn't matter whether you enter or not."

The young immortal cultivator squinted his eyes: "Since they are all the same, why don't you enter?"

"Uh..." Shi Yueren hesitated to speak.

"Don't say it?" The immortal cultivator waved his hand threateningly.

A bird's song sounded from the sky, and the black shadow roared again, brushed against Shi Yueren's scalp, and landed on the shoulder of the immortal cultivator amidst exclamations.

Shi Yueren seemed to be frightened, and sat on the ground with his ass crooked, and said repeatedly: "I said, I said, in fact, my son was bought, and it cost a full two taels of money. I was afraid that the government would find out if he entered the city so strictly. Wouldn't the two taels of money be wasted? That's why I wanted to take a long detour and not enter the state capital... Immortal, forgive me! Immortal, forgive me..."

The immortal cultivator showed disdain, glanced at the skinny young man who had been huddling aside like a fool, and said with disgust, "Okay, let's go."

The above said that they were looking for an immortal cultivator with a little girl. He tried twice, and the person's reaction was completely mortal, and there was nothing suspicious about it.

Amidst the mortals' repeated thanks, he turned and left bored.

It's boring.

(End of this chapter)