Qian Qi, a tall man in black who was riding a tall horse, watched from a distance and saw Cheng Buzheng walking into Yaoshan Town with his own eyes, and then he went back the same way without stopping at all.
And at the moment when the man in black turned around on horseback and returned the same way, Cheng Buzheng, who had already walked into the medicinal town, walked out from the corner and looked at the man in black quietly as he walked away.
He knew this person, he was the ranger guard on both sides of the Qian family's motorcade.
Cheng Buzheng silently turned around and walked towards the town. He was very tired from nearly a day of continuous driving, not to mention that this was definitely not the best time to leave Yaoshan Town.
In Yaoshan Town, I found an inn in a remote corner, filled my stomach, and then fell on the bed and fell asleep.
At night, early in the morning.
Yaoshan Town, an inn in a remote corner, a short figure walked out of the inn.
Cheng Buzheng walked out of the town in the dark. Fortunately, there was moonlight, and it was not too dark to see the road clearly. He walked along the road towards the county seat. He fell to the ground many times along the way. The original one-hour journey was a full
It took three hours.
Through the moonlight, Cheng Buzheng saw three large characters "Ping'an County" carved on the top of the city tower. At this moment, he was in a mess, his clothes were stained with a lot of mud, and even his face was stained.
At first glance, there is no difference between him and the little beggar. The only difference is that he has an extra muddy baggage in his hand.
Cheng Buzheng saw that the city gate was tightly closed, and knew that it was not a young man who looked like a beggar at this moment, who could ask the guards guarding the city gate to open the city gate and let him enter the county seat.
Only powerful families in the county, or high-ranking figures, have this privilege. Ordinary people and other people will not care about you. Unless the money is in place, they will not even look at you.
Cheng Buzheng knew that it was impossible to enter the county seat now, and the gate would only be opened by the police at Mao hour. He silently calculated in his mind that it would probably take another hour.
The cool breeze at night was biting and cold, making him tighten his clothes and prepare to find a shelter from the wind.
After a while, he discovered that the recess in the city wall could block the cold wind at night. In a corner, he crouched down and quietly waited for the city gate to open.
I don't know how much time passed, but Cheng Buzheng silently endured the cold air at night, his whole body shivering from the cold.
suddenly.
"Squeak...squeak...squeak..."
Coming from the city gate, Cheng Buzheng raised his head and glanced up. After squatting for a long time, he stood up with difficulty and moved his hands and feet. Although his face was still a little stiff, he could at least move around.
At this moment, the Golden Crow has not yet risen.
He walked slowly to the city gate and found that some old women selling vegetables and old men selling charcoal were already queuing up at the city gate to enter.
As time went by, the team continued to move forward, and soon it was his turn. After a brief inspection by two guards, he was put in.
Cheng Buzheng knew that the style of these officers was no different from the officers in the town. Even a copper plate might be robbed, so he hid the money he carried in the middle of the soles of his shoes early to avoid being spared.
These coins are his usual pocket money, which can probably sustain him until the immortal comes, otherwise he would have to beg for a living.
When meeting an immortal, he must at least keep his clothes clean and his face tidy, so as not to offend the immortal in any way. Cheng Bizheng can only do it well and go to the limit of what he can do. The rest can only depend on God's will.
The golden crow is rising, and the sky is slightly bright.
Cheng Buzheng kept wandering around the county town and finally found the cheapest inn. Although the inn was relatively simple in the corner of the county town, the price was comparable to the price of the Yaoshan Town inn.
It can be called a good price.
Cheng Buzhu opened the door and opened the mud-stained package. Inside, he placed clean shoes and clothes, three porcelain bottles, and a clean brush on the bed.
I poured some hot water and finished washing.
He took the brush and three porcelain bottles from the bed, looked at the clear figure reflected in the barrel, opened the porcelain bottle, dipped the paint in the porcelain bottle with the brush, and kept drawing on his face.
At this moment, the sky was already brightening, and Cheng Buzheng had already finished putting on makeup.
Cheng Buzheng's originally sallow face has become very white, and his sword-shaped eyebrows look majestic. His whole face is completely different from the past. Unless someone familiar with him looks closer, they will never recognize him.
The pigment in the porcelain bottle is the essence of the medicinal herbs he processed. It cannot be washed away with water and can only be washed away with special potions.
Cheng Buzheng's purpose in doing this was to fear that someone from the Qian family would recognize him. With Qian Zhe's mean temper, if he saw him in the county town, the consequences could be imagined!
At that time, it will not only be him who will be in trouble, but even his family will be implicated. Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unexpected.
After the items are packed away.
Cheng Buzheng lay on the bed, thinking silently, and fell into a deep sleep before he knew it.
In the evening, the setting sun shines through the window, and the golden sunlight shines on Cheng Buzheng's face.
I saw his eyebrows twitching slightly. After a while, he opened his sleepy eyes and took a look at the sky outside. He felt a little hungry. After finishing packing, he left the inn.
Many vendors were shouting as hard as they could on the street, creating a very lively scene. There were many stalls along both sides of the street, selling steamed buns, sesame cakes, shabu.........
Cheng Bufan bought two of the cheapest sesame seed cakes to solve his hunger problem.
After that, I wandered around the county town, gradually became familiar with the terrain of the county town, and made all preparations.
He knew that the immortal's arrival in the county would definitely cause a huge sensation. In the next few days, he would visit the county once in the morning and in the afternoon. Fortunately, the county was not big, so he had enough time.
Cheng Buzheng eats sesame cakes every day to solve the problem of three meals a day. He tries his best to spend the least amount of money to support him for a longer time. Although the cost of the inn is not high, it can't last for a long time!
Otherwise, he would have to sleep on the street, and he would probably be driven out of the county by the police. After all, at this critical moment when the immortals were about to arrive, those officials wanted to keep their face and would not care about the life or death of the beggar.
At the critical moment, will he have time to earn money? At his current age, even if he earns money, he will not be able to keep it. He is like a child holding money in the busy city and seeking death.
This day, in the morning.
Cheng Buzheng, who was wandering around, walked on the street and thought to himself, "With the money we have now, it can only cover the cost of living in the inn for seven days, and we also need to buy sesame cakes every day... Hey... I wonder when the immortal will come?"
Come!"
Although he was a little sad in his heart, his expression was still as calm as a pool of stagnant water!
Suddenly, screams of surprise were heard in the distance.
"The Immortal is coming!...The Immortal is really coming!"
For a moment, there was a huge crowd of people, all looking towards the sky in the distance.
"It's really an immortal. I saw it ten years ago..."
"I want to become a disciple of the Immortal!"
.............
For a moment, almost everyone looked very excited, and then they even started talking about it.
Cheng Buzheng looked up at the distant sky and saw that the white jade boat was originally only one foot in size. As the white jade boat got closer and closer, the size of the white jade boat continued to grow.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's finally here... If you don't come... I'm going to live on the street!"