Chapter 170: Presumably it's hard to protect yourself
Su Junhan looked at the high-hanging lantern and said, "How dare Molong still inspire human customs?"
"This is a gift from the people at the foot of the mountain," Mo Yuan said.
"Sent?"
"Um."
Mo Yuan looked at the lantern and said, "People think highly of me, so they gave me this lantern. It's red, beautiful, and warm."
When Su Junhan heard this, he was stunned for a moment and asked: "Why do you need a mortal to look down on you?"
Mo Yuan looked at the lantern and said, "You just don't understand."
Su Junhan was stunned again.
He suddenly felt that this Molong had become serious.
He actually didn't understand. This lantern was not a treasure or a magic weapon, but was given by an ordinary mortal. What was so strange about it.
Mo Yuan did not explain any more. Only the person who received the lantern would understand what he thought about the lantern.
After Su Junhan arrived here, he stopped at Liuyun Temple.
Mo Yuan was bored in the Taoist temple on weekdays. He used to lie down and sleep most of the time, but now he had time to chat and would often exchange a few words with Su Junhan.
But the dragon and the fox could never get on to the point, and they would often quarrel with each other.
"I heard that the Yuanshan Fox Clan was killed by Lord Fox from a bloody road. Why do you look so gentle and elegant? Are you really Lord Fox?"
"If you eat too much meat, you will inevitably have to eat some vegetarian food."
"Eating too much meat will make you fat, and you won't be able to see any blood evil energy on your body."
Su Junhan retorted: "Everything should not be judged by its appearance. Isn't it the same with Molong? It's obviously a real dragon, but it has a long mouth."
After getting along with each other for a few days, Su Junhan also saw clearly the true nature of Mo Yuan, who was not as talkative as usual.
"What does it mean to have an open mouth? What I call free and easy."
"I think you are talking nonsense."
Mo Yuan chuckled and said angrily: "You have to fight me, right?"
Su Junhan looked at him and said with a smile: "Are you so angry?"
"..."
Mo Yuan sat down, he hummed twice and said, "You are no different compared to me."
Su Junhan shook his head and said: "That's not the same. What kind of people should I talk to? Mo Long talks a lot, I just happen to be able to answer."
"Do you mean to say that you were forced to do so?"
"Exactly so!"
Mo Yuan looked at him blankly and said, "You are so shameless!"
Why is it so difficult to say two sentences?
The dragon and the fox quarreled endlessly every day.
Sometimes we start arguing right after we wake up in the morning, and we will talk about something we don't agree with for the whole day.
Mo Yuan is still a little worse than Su Junhan. Su Junhan never gets angry no matter what he says, while Mo Yuan sometimes gets angry and makes a lot of jokes.
Sometimes the noise is so loud that passers-by at the foot of the mountain can hear the quarrel on the mountain, and the quarrel even continues in the middle of the night.
So many birds on the mountain fled.
The two of them quarreled like this all winter and summer.
…
In the fifth year of Xinglong, it is May 24th.
When Chen Changsheng woke up again, he looked around at his surroundings.
"Not Yunfu Mountain?"
Chen Changsheng frowned. The place he was in now was not Yunfu Mountain, let alone Huanghai.
On the contrary, there is an endless desert in front of us.
Chen Changsheng raised his hand and did some calculations.
"It turned out to be within the territory of Xixiao..."
I think back then, this desert actually belonged to Dajing.
But later, Bei Mo and Bei Xiang divided the world, and this desert land was returned to Bei Mo. Bei Mo later changed the country's name to Xiao.
In the blink of an eye, things and people have changed, and once we set foot on this desert, we are already in the territory of another country.
"Is it because of the Purana Sutra?"
Logically speaking, he should have woken up on the deserted sea outside Yunfu Mountain, but this time he came to this unrelated place.
"I never thought the curse of the ephemera could go awry."
Chen Changsheng smiled helplessly, but didn't care. He looked into the distance, then took steps to walk south.
Ximing was originally the Xiyao Prefecture of Dajing, but later this place was assigned to Beimo. After the founding of the Xixiao Kingdom, Xiyao Prefecture was established as the capital, and was later renamed Ximing.
Compared with the Southern Territory, Ximing's territory is relatively barren, and there is somewhat less land suitable for farming.
The people of the Northern Desert originally made a living by herding, but now, most of them have gone south. With the support of the royal court, farming has gradually begun.
King Xiao is indeed a talented person. After five years of development, he opened up wasteland, farmed, and developed commerce. He also drew on the official system left by Da Jing to establish a royal court, integrating the meaning of heaven's conferment of emperors with witchcraft, so as to
The name of Wu Tianzu canonizes the king and wins the hearts of the people.
With everyone working together, Xixiang is also prospering, taking care of the barren land in the west.
"The appearance of Ximing City is probably 70-80% similar to Chang'an."
Chen Changsheng looked at the capital city and couldn't help but think of the prosperous Chang'an recorded in the history books, but it was just that the geographical environment was somewhat similar.
How could he have seen the real Chang'an City?
"You can go in and have a look."
Chen Changsheng walked toward Naxi Mingcheng.
Unexpectedly, a carriage passed by him halfway and stopped immediately.
"Xunlulu..."
Immediately afterwards, he saw the curtain on the carriage lifted, and just by looking at his face, he knew that this person was not from Xixiao.
"Brother, are you going to the city?"
Chen Changsheng paused for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes, I wonder why you blocked Chen's path?"
Then the man got off the carriage.
The man standing in front of him was wearing a long black coat. He seemed to be in his thirties, with his hair disheveled.
"I am Xialong Zhongyuan. I am originally from Xiyuan. With a face like this, Xiongtai must be from Jingren. But if Xiongtai enters the city like this, isn't he afraid of being made trouble by the Xiao people?"
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng paused and asked, "Making things difficult?"
Seeing Chen Changsheng's confusion, Long Zhongyuan immediately understood.
"It seems that brother has never been to Ximing City."
Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "This is indeed the first time I've come here."
Long Zhongyuan sighed and said: "That's not surprising. In the current world of Xixiao, we Jingren can only be bullied. At the least, we will be robbed, and at worst, we will receive a severe beating. If not
With little reliance, it would be difficult for Jingren to survive in Ximing City."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng paused and asked: "This place is also the capital of Xixiang Kingdom after all. No one cares about such things?"
Long Zhongyuan said: "The people of the Northern Desert are warlike and willing to kill. The Emperor of the Northern Desert took care of it, but it was of no great use at all. If Jingren wants to enter the city, he must wipe some dust on his face and let him
Since I don’t look so clean, I might be able to get away with it.”
Chen Changsheng fell silent after hearing this.
Then I heard Long Zhongyuan speak again: "In short, brother, if you have nothing important to do, it is best not to enter the city."
Chen Changsheng came to his senses. He cupped his hands and thanked him: "Thank you for reminding me."
Long Zhongyuan nodded and then got on the carriage.
Before leaving, Long Zhongyuan opened the curtain.
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he just said: "If you encounter difficulties in the city, you can come to Longzheng Trading Company to find me."
Chen Changsheng watched the curtain fall and the carriage gradually move towards the city gate.
How could he not see that this person just wanted to help him, but in the end he didn't say a word of help, he just reminded him.
Chen Changsheng looked at the carriage that was getting further away and murmured.