In eighteen years, this is the first time that Fang Ling has left this long-sealed door.
He stepped down the green steps step by step.
Because no one has set foot there for many years, the green steps are covered with slippery moss.
If an ordinary person is not careful, he will probably fall here.
When he was a child, he wanted to leave this ruined temple, but when he actually left now, he suddenly felt a little hesitant in his heart.
He didn't know where to go, so he walked slowly along a road until he came to a populated village.
The village is not big and is located in a remote place.
Therefore, when outsiders arrived, they immediately attracted the attention of the villagers.
Several young men in the village gathered around him at this moment, but they did not dare to cause trouble.
Fang Ling was wearing silk woven from poisonous silkworms raised by the fat master, and he looked like a young master.
"Young Master, what are you doing here in Hejia Village?" asked a dark-skinned young man at the head.
Fang Ling: "I lost my way in the mountains and don't know how to get out."
"I'm thinking of a nearby city. Could you please help me lead the way?"
"That's it." The dark-skinned young man nodded and looked at the people on the side.
"You guys go back and do your work, Goudan! I'm just taking this young man into the city. It just so happens that I should go back to the city to do some work."
"Okay, Brother Heizi will come back often when he has time!" Those people said goodbye to him.
"Definitely, definitely!" The dark-skinned young man smiled and waved to them.
Then he took Fang Ling towards the city.
"Little He Dayou was called Heizi by the villagers because he had dark skin since childhood."
"I don't know how to call you young master?" the swarthy young man asked.
"Ling down below," he replied.
This was his first time interacting with people at the foot of the mountain.
He realized that people outside were not as treacherous and cunning as several masters said, but the man named He Dayou in front of him was quite kind.
"My surname is Fang? Is your family in the south of the city?" He Dayou asked quickly.
Fang Ling shook his head: "No, I come from a foreign country."
"I only know that this is the Kingdom of Chu, and there is a city nearby."
"Great Chu Kingdom? Master, are you kidding me?" He Dayou was surprised.
"The Great Chu Kingdom has been destroyed a long time ago, and it is now the 678th year of Emperor Tiao of Nanyang Kingdom!"
"Our Nanyang Kingdom has been established for more than 20,000 years. As for the Yecheng you mentioned, it has long been renamed Liucheng."
"After all the changes, it turns out that Grand Master and the others really haven't come out of Hanshan Temple for tens of thousands of years..." Fang Ling muttered in his heart.
He Dayou looked Fang Ling up and down carefully and said, "I know, the young master must be a cultivator!"
"It was sent from a far away place, right?"
"Yes." Fang Ling responded.
He followed He Dayou and chatted all the way, and he had some understanding of the place where he was now.
The nearby Liucheng is a large city with a population of over one million, and there are also many practitioners and aristocratic families in the city.
However, compared to other places, Liucheng is very inconspicuous and a remote place.
To Fang Ling, this didn't matter.
What he is most anxious about now is to understand the world before he considers where to go next.
He Dayou was an ordinary person. He walked and stopped all the way and arrived at Liucheng near evening.
Thanks to his youth and strength, it would have been difficult for anyone else to arrive before the city gate closed.
Although Liucheng is only a small place, it is still too big for Fang Ling, who has been living in Hanshan Temple for eighteen years.
The bustling streets and all kinds of novelties gave him an unreal feeling.
"Sir, the road has been reached, I have to go back to the master's house!"
"Shall we say goodbye?" He Dayou said with a smile.
Fang Ling groaned softly and said, "I just heard from you on the way that the Zhao family where you work is also a family of practitioners."
"I am living here, and I have no money left. If possible, I would like some brothers to help introduce me."
"Let me also go to Zhao's house to live for a while."
"This..." He Dayou hesitated.
"I wonder what skills Mr. Fang knows?"
"Does killing count? Although I have never killed anyone, I have been practicing the art of killing since I was a child." Fang Ling replied.
He Dayou laughed sarcastically and replied: "I think Mr. Fang has some abilities, so he might consider becoming a guard of the Zhao family."
"The treatment of the Zhao family's guards is much better than that of a shabby carpenter like me."
"It's just that I can't guarantee that the Zhao family will definitely accept you. After all, the Zhao family's guard recruitment standards are also very high."
"It doesn't matter, thank you so much, brother Dayou!" Fang Ling said with a smile.
"Yeah, come with me!" He Da nodded.
"But there are some things I have to remind you first. The Zhao family is a very well-behaved place."
"When you get there, don't look at things you shouldn't, and don't ask questions you shouldn't ask. Otherwise, you can easily get into big trouble."
"I know, brother, don't worry!" Fang Ling replied.
Not long after, Fang Ling followed He Dayou to a mansion in the west of the city.
He Dayou went in first for a while, and then a middle-aged man with a big belly walked out of the door.
The richly dressed middle-aged man looked Fang Ling up and down and said, "I am the housekeeper of the Zhao family, Zhao Ruixiang."
"Your Excellency is not an ordinary person. If you have any advice when you come to the Zhao Mansion, you might as well tell me directly."
Zhao Ruixiang's cultivation level is not high, but he can sit firmly in the position of housekeeper for decades.
Apart from other abilities, his ability to recognize people and judge things is quite good.
He felt at a glance that Fang Ling should not be underestimated, so he was polite and did not dare to offend.
Fang Ling: "I am living here and have nowhere to go, so I want to ask for a job in your house."
Zhao Ruixiang pondered for a moment, already thinking about it.
The young man in front of me looks very strange. If he is recruited into the house rashly, he may cause some trouble.
So I can only excuse it with one reason and let him go for now, but I can't offend him.
Just as he was thinking about what excuse to make up, a carriage suddenly stopped in front of the house.
"The eldest lady is back!" Zhao Ruixiang hurriedly greeted her first.
There was a soft hum from the carriage, and then a black boot poked out, and Miss Zhao stepped out of the carriage.
"Uncle Rui, who is this person?" She looked at Fang Ling aside and asked with some curiosity.
"This is what happened..." Zhao Ruixiang immediately reported it.
"Since he is in trouble, it is not a problem to help him for a while." Miss Zhao said calmly.
"You can stay at my Zhao family for now. As for what to do in the future, we can discuss it later."
"Thank you!" Fang Ling bowed his hand to this young lady from the Zhao family, and then followed the housekeeper into the Zhao Mansion.
Zhao Ruixiang did not arrange for him to live in a place where servants lived, but brought him to a top-level guest room.
After a few simple explanations, Fang Ling settled here.
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"Dad, are you looking for me?"
At night, in the room of the head of the family, Zhao Tianlong, Miss Zhao asked.
"What a pity! I heard your Uncle Rui say that you took a stranger into your house?" Zhao Tianlong said in a deep voice.
"The man has nowhere to go and said he wanted to stay at our house for a while." Zhao Xilian replied.
"I just took a look at this person and found that this person is not simple..." Zhao Tianlong said again.
Zhao Xilian: "That's why my daughter is willing to take him in."
"The Qin family has been pushing too hard these days, and our Zhao family needs more manpower."
"Aren't you afraid that this person is a craftsman sent by the Qin family?" Zhao Tianlong asked a little seriously.
Zhao Xilian chuckled: "It is impossible for the Qin family to have such a person, and there is no way he is a workman of the Qin family!"
Zhao Tianlong also burst out laughing: "She is my daughter after all. You are so right!"
"With the Qin family's family style and upbringing, it is absolutely impossible to cultivate such a character."
"Your father traveled extensively in those days and met many people."