An hour later, the bandits, whose number had dropped sharply, were frightened and ran into the mountains. The caravan members did not pursue them and rested on the spot. Fu Xia felt disgusted with the blood-stained clothes and was about to get into the carriage to change them.
Suddenly, Lao Zhang, who was in charge of their three carriages, came over and said to Fu Xia with a bright smile,
"Miss Fu, Manager Wang of our caravan wants to see you."
Fu Xia frowned.
Lao Zhang quickly explained, "Miss Fu is very heroic and helped our caravan resist the bandits. Manager Wang appreciates her very much, so I want to express my gratitude."
Fu Xia pondered for two seconds and nodded.
She followed Lao Zhang, walked around the corpses without changing her expression, and walked to the center of the caravan. In addition to Manager Wang, the rich middle-aged man was also there. His face was pale and his forehead was sweating. When he saw Fu Xia coming, he still forced himself to expose himself.
a smile,
"Sure enough, he is a young and talented man who is not inferior to women."
Fu Xia nodded lightly as a greeting.
Manager Wang was much more calm. He smiled and exchanged greetings with Fu Xia. Seeing that she was not a talkative person, he naturally changed his approach, thanked her, gave her gifts, and asked Lao Zhang to treat her well.
Lao Zhang led Fu Xia into a carriage three spaces apart, and then diligently asked someone to boil hot water before leaving.
Fu Xia changed out of her blood-stained clothes and washed away the dirt on her body, but her keen nose could still smell the smell of rust lingering on her body. She was usually very tolerant of all kinds of odors, but after practicing, even if she was fighting wild beasts on the mountain,
After dealing with it, I rinsed it with a little spiritual water and the smell was easily washed away, leaving my body feeling fresh and refreshed.
However, hot water boiled in the world does not have this effect.
Fu Xia frowned and stepped out of the carriage, still carrying her small bag, deciding to diffuse the smell.
People who were busy coming and going secretly glanced over, with awe hidden in their eyes. Fu Xia didn't take it seriously. Maybe she was young, and Xiao Wu had never taught her about the preciousness of human life. Fu Xia had a kind of cruel innocence.
For her, killing someone who wants her life is no different from killing chickens at home or killing tigers and wolves when going up the mountain. It does not leave any psychological shadow, but she recovers faster than some adults.
Xiaowu was very proud of this.
After repairing for two quarters of an hour, the caravan continued to move forward. In the evening, it would arrive in the city and check into the inn. Fu Xia did not need to pay for it and was welcomed into the superior room. After asking, she found out that the middle-aged man had paid for her.
Got money.
Although Fu Xia was frugal, he was unwilling to take advantage of this. He forcefully gave the money to the waiter and entered the house.
She took out the gift given by Manager Wang. It was a purse with a silver ingot in it.
A full five taels.
After giving back the twenty taels he paid before, he still made three taels. Fu Xia was satisfied and continued to meditate instead of sleeping to replenish the little spiritual energy he had used.
The next day, Lao Zhang found her mysteriously.
"Miss Fu, you also want to go to Lingxiao City to try your luck in immortality, right?"
Fu Xia's eyebrows did not move and she did not refute.
"I think Miss Fu's skills are like this."
He gave a thumbs up, admiring with compliments, "Lingxiao Sect has changed the rules this year. Five Spiritual Root disciples are not willing to be taken away. It is said that they want to experience and practice. The sect is big and has enough personnel, so they are not willing to accept them all at once.
.The five spiritual roots that were originally accepted as disciples are doing handymen, the four and three spiritual roots can enter the outer gate, the two spiritual roots can enter the inner gate, and the single spiritual root is even more amazing. The foundation-building master directly accepts the disciples, that is
A resounding personal disciple!"
Fu Xia showed a hint of curiosity.
Lao Zhang felt relieved and continued,
"This year is different. Without the Five Spiritual Roots, the Four Spiritual Roots cannot reliably enter the outer gate. They have to be tested with the Five Spiritual Roots. Only those who meet the requirements can go to the outer gate. If not, they can only go to the outer gate with the Five Spiritual Roots.
I work as a handyman with my spiritual roots. Although the handyman is also a disciple of the Immortal Master, he has no special status and does not have the guidance of the Immortal Master. He just serves the serious disciples of the Immortal Sect. To put it harshly, he is no different from a slave."
He said the last word in a very low tone.
Apparently he was afraid that others would hear him and cause a dispute.
Fu Xia has never heard of these inside stories. Apart from the experiences of the previous two hosts, Xiao Wu's information only involves the first plot.
But in the plot, Fuxia became the concubine of the eldest brother of the sect when she entered the family. She was despised and treated coldly, and she had no way of knowing what the servants were like, so she was really curious.
"My Miss Guanfu is extremely skilled. She must have practiced martial arts at home since she was a child and was carefully trained. This journey on her own is purely for experience. Her temperament is completely different from those who were raised in other families. I think even if she has Wulinggen
, Ding can be spotted at first sight, enter the Lingxiao Sect and become an upright outer disciple, and after a few years of hard work, you can expect to become an inner disciple."
"I'd like to lend you some good words."
Fuxia showed a reserved smile and admitted the matter.
Lao Zhang suddenly became more enthusiastic, talking with joy about all the things he knew about Lingxiao Sect.
After that, the caravan was either safe or encountered road bandits. Fu Xia did not hesitate to help, leaving an increasingly untouchable impression on people.
On the way, I bumped into people from Qingdaomen, wearing the familiar uniforms of Qingdaomen, standing ostentatiously at the gate of the city. The leader of the caravan was so attentive to them that it could be said that they were flattering. Fuxia also got off the carriage and stood calmly.
The couple lined up to enter the city and there was no panic.
The maid didn't dare to take her place, so she reluctantly gave in.
The Qingdao Sect disciple's sharp eyes swept over everyone, and he waved his hand, indicating that he could enter.
Steward Wang immediately presented a purse, and the disciple squeezed it and asked the soldiers guarding the city to step aside. The group entered the city. Fuxia felt relieved. He chatted with the family for a few words on the way, and they were all polite to each other.
The little chubby boy buried his head in his mother's arms and muttered hello, and the middle-aged woman smiled awkwardly.
Fu Xia learned that they wanted him to take care of Little Fatty during the Lingxiao Sect's test, so he said he would help within his ability, but the couple was already very satisfied.
After that, he didn’t refuse the room fee paid by the middle-aged man, and even had dinner together.
They knew that Fu Xia ate a lot and asked for many and abundant dishes. Fu Xia would not refuse anyone who came. Little Fatty finally dared to stick his head out and called Fu Xia "Sister Fu".
Fuxia agreed.
A joyful smile appeared on his chubby face.
On the seventh day, the caravan arrived at Jiahe City.
"Sister Fu, will you go to Lingxiao City with us on the flying spirit beast?"
Little chubby Zhao Taihe came over and asked.
Fu Xia nodded and followed them to Xicheng. It was obviously not the first time for Zhao's father to rent a spirit beast, and he acted very familiar with it.
There have been a lot of people going to Lingxiao City through Jiahe City recently, and the places are in short supply. The price has increased by as much as 50%. Father Zhao did not bargain and quickly booked five places.
Set off tomorrow.
Zhao's father, Zhao's mother, Zhao Taihe, little book boy Zhao San and Fu Xia.
As for the maid guards, they stayed in Jiahe City and later returned with Zhao's father and mother.
Hearing that one person actually asked for fifty taels, Fu Xia sighed in his heart, this is too profitable. Compared with the caravan, it is almost double the cost.
"Uncle Zhao, this is the fee."
Fifty taels is too much, and Fu Xia cannot take advantage of it.