There is a faint salty smell in the wind, July 4th

Lu Zeyu looked excitedly at the seabirds hovering at the top of the mast in the distance. A row of ships docked on the sea surface in an orderly manner, with different styles and sizes.

There are people busy unloading goods everywhere on the harbor, and behind the harbor is a fish market with hawking sounds one after another.

"Disciple, remember it and go in later, don't call me master, Mr. Feng."

Lu Zeyu agreed. Feng Youyang had already used the water mirror technique. To outsiders, he was a young and handsome young man.

The fishing capital is on the left side of the harbor, built along the mountain, and the towering and thick city walls are wrapped in rings. The city walls are covered with blue flags, with the words "Shanghai" and "Shanghai" and "She" patterns, with fish, shrimps, crabs and patterns.

The narrow and long fishing capital extends to the towering cliffs in the distance, with a large number of buildings coming up along the mountain. The gate of the fishing capital is about three hundred feet long, and there are two imposing dragons carved on both sides of the city wall.

There are long queues in front of the city gate, and there are all kinds of people. Fishermen and merchants are quite common, as well as monks.

"Don't push and line up."

A serious voice came from a man wearing a red-bottomed and black-edged robe, a dome-bottomed black-haired man, a big white "catcher" on his chest, followed by more than a dozen people wearing brown vine armor and short swords on his waist, with the words "soldiers" on his vine armor.

This is the person from the Daoya Government. The man he just scolded was a Dao arrester, a half-large position in the Daoya Government. He is generally responsible for urban security, investigation of crimes and taxation.

At this time, a large ship arrived at the port in the distance, and the culprit took his people directly.

Lu Zeyu could see that except for this Taoist capture, there were ordinary people around him.

The large ship without a helm in the distance slowly landed on the dock. This was the first time Lu Zeyu saw a plane ship. He had heard from the villagers that such a ship needed to be controlled by a monk who knew how to sail.

It was Lu Zeyu and the others' turn to guard the city, and several jailers were asked about the purpose of their visit.

"We'll find Liang Shiyun."

Feng Yu, who was standing behind Lu Zeyu, stared slightly with his eyes.

"Ha! Looking for the eldest lady of Yaoliang Sect? Are you seeking revenge and robbing or what?"

A slightly fat Taoist culprit asked seriously.

Feng Youyang felt helpless in his heart.

This kid is straightforward, I almost forgot, hey! Failure.

Feng Youyang went forward and clasped his fists before Lu Zeyu answering.

"My father Feng Ling has a lot of relationship with the sect leader of Yaoliang Sect. When he heard that Yaoliang Sect was in trouble, his eldest lady was wandering here and came to visit him."

Several arresters looked at Feng Meiyang, one of them was puzzled.

"But the Feng Lingfeng Boss who is Fengji God's Ointment?"

Feng Youyang nodded immediately and took out a crystal-clear white jade from his arms, with the word Feng on it.

For a moment, the snatchers immediately became flattering.

Feng Youyang said as he took out a golden bead and handed it over.

"Come on, Master Dao, this is my and my servant's tax on entering the city. If you have too many, please buy wine for Master Dao."

For a moment, several people's eyes shone. They took the golden beads in Feng Youyang's hand without hesitation, and suddenly Lu Zeyu jumped out.

"Entering the city is not a talent worth fifty cents, the teacher..."

Feng Youyang covered Lu Zeyu's mouth, pulled him away, and explained hurriedly.

"I, a servant, got sick a few days ago and was a little confused. Please forgive me!"

Lu Zeyu was dragged away by Feng Youyang. He didn't understand how Feng Youyang gave people a golden bead.

"A disciple, are you so direct? What the teacher said to you is not in vain?"

Lu Zeyu thought about it, a little confused, and he mentioned many dangerous things in the world along the way.

When they enter the city, they pretend to be rich businessmen and slowly find out the truth. After all, they are steadily winning.

Because Yaoliang Sect's refining skills and Taoist techniques are first-class, many people want to do so. Feng Youyang is so eager to hide behind him to see the relationship between China. After all, he doesn't want to get a hot potato back.

Moreover, whether this letter from an old friend is true remains to be confirmed. If someone releases the bait to seduce some practitioners, deliberately provoke trouble and then reap the benefits of the fisherman, this kind of thing is often found in the world.

"Disciple, you should stop talking about it..."

When Feng Meiyang came back to his senses from his thoughts, Lu Zeyu's man was gone.

"Daught, disaster, hey!"

Lu Zeyu is in a bustling street with various shops on both sides, and there are many vendors along the street, with everything they eat and play.

This sense of novelty was something that Lu Zeyu had never seen in the Tu Village. He was attracted by a hawker who was pushing a cart and had many small things hanging on the shelves, such as windmills, Trojans, rattles, and other children's things.

At this time, the vendor stopped and saw that Lu Zeyu was interested, so he immediately started talking. Lu Zeyu was a little difficult to deal with. The money in his pocket was to be given to the cultivator. After all, finding the path to the immortals was the top priority.

"Young master is very cheap, only ten cents a day."

Lu Zeyu pressed his forehead and remembered that Qiaojie had taken her to a nearby village to do business, and she bargained with others.

"I'll ask for all the five cents for the boss."

The vendor smiled and agreed immediately.

“How do you play these things?”

Lu Zeyu's strange behavior caused many people to stop on the street. He took these things and started playing with them seriously under the guidance of the boss.

At this time, on the street not far away, a woman with hair tied with gold accessories on her hair, elegant figure, wearing a glass-colored tulle skirt, delicate and beautiful facial features, and walking with small steps.

The owners of some shops on the street hurried out to say hello.

"Miss Liang, today we have fresh crabs that have just arrived. Do you want to try them?"

This graceful and elegant beauty is Miss Liang Zong, Liang Shiyun, who gently stroked the corner of her mouth.

"Shopkeeper, come again tomorrow."

Liang Shiyun has been here for a full month. Many wealthy and powerful people in the city treat each other with courtesy. She is already a well-known celebrity in the city. She is surrounded by six strong and tall monks.

Liang Shiyun walked along the way, with a sad expression on her face, and she felt helpless everywhere her eyes passed, she thought to herself.

After walking around, there are no handsome young man, so I can enjoy my eyes?

At this time, Liang Shiyun's gaze stopped. A handsome young man sitting on the ground fiddling with a shadow puppet, Liang Shiyun's gaze freezes.

The beautiful boy in front of him exudes an innocent smile, a cute appearance, but his handsome appearance is not without a manly aura. The childlike spirit immersed in the gadget is also surprising.

Liang Shiyun walked over, took off a windmill from the vendor's shelf, and blew it gently.

"I bought this thing, put it down."

Lu Zeyu was stunned and his expression changed. Liang Shiyun frowned slightly and hurriedly apologized, but his heart was already secretly angry, but when he saw this handsome face, he couldn't help but squat down.

"This young man, the little girl just had a whim, I hope he can forgive her."

Lu Zeyu snatched the windmill without hesitation and put it back on the shelves.

"Hmph, where did you come from the wild boy? Do you know that this is the eldest lady of the Yaoliang Sect, Liang Shiyun, Miss Liang, hurry up and apologize for your rudeness, otherwise don't blame Taoist Master, I'm not polite."

Lu Zeyu ignored the guards beside Liang Shiyun, but looked at Liang Shiyun in confusion.

The handsome face in front of him seemed to be about to suck someone in, Liang Shiyun unconsciously lifted the corner of her clothes and became shy.

"Young Master..."

"Are you Liang Shiyun?"

Liang Shiyun smiled and nodded, but the next moment the boy in front of him hugged him, carried the shelf and carried it on his back, hugged her and ran away.

Everyone present was shocked, and someone shouted after a while.

"I'm robbing people, I'm robbing people in broad daylight, and the eldest lady of the Liang family was robbed."
Chapter completed!