Huiyue City is one of the 108 main city-level city-states in the Cangyun Empire.
Huiyue City, located in the middle of the empire, is different from Qinglan City. It is a city that is completely governed by imperial institutions. The system at all levels is the same as the imperial capital.
Li Mu and the other three were walking on the commercial road into the city. Although they had prepared enough changes of clothes, more than a month of outdoor life still made them look a little unkempt. What they were thinking about now was to find an inn and have a good time after entering Huiyue City.
Get some sleep.
The city wall of Huiyue City is by no means comparable to that of Lishui City. The scale of the entire city is definitely very huge even if it is at the main city level.
Li Mu and the others were about to enter the southern city gate at this time. The huge city gate made of fine iron was all painted with red paint. Four bluestone avenues ran through it. There were countless pedestrians, carriages and horses coming and going, and the soldiers guarding them were all
Wearing the armor standard of the imperial army, it is majestic and awe-inspiring.
Compared to Qinglan City, which is busy as a port city, Huiyue City, located in the inland area, gives people a heavy feeling.
Looking at the majestic city in front of him, Li Mu couldn't wait to rush into the city to see the style of this super city. The little skin on his shoulders was already jumping up and down, dancing. It seemed that this little guy was entering the human race for the first time.
City State, his little face was full of excitement.
The procedures for entering the city were extremely simple. The guarding soldiers only asked briefly about where they were coming from and their purpose before letting Li Mu and the others go. Li Mu was immediately attracted by the scene in front of him when he entered the city.
The avenue, which is more than a hundred feet wide, is entirely made of white granite, stretching directly from the city gate to the center of the city. There are many shops on both sides of the avenue, countless signboards and flags, red bricks and green tiles, and pavilions and pavilions.
, there are countless small buildings, houses, and mansions of various kinds, with no end in sight.
Strolling on the avenue, you will see faces of passers-by who are either heroic, vicissitudes of life, smart, or worldly. Cars and horses are passing by, there is a steady flow of people, store clerks are shouting hard, opera singers are singing in restaurants and teahouses, and occasionally
There would also be a sound of horses neighing from nowhere, and a vivid city slowly unfolded in front of Li Mu like a colorful scroll.
The afterglow of the evening sun shines on the eaves of the pavilions, on the palaces in the deep courtyards, on the bamboo hats of the canal boatmen, and on the pipa in the arms of the singing girls, all of which add to the rising night scene of Huiyue City.
It is hazy and poetic.
One city is prosperous and half the city is smoky, and how many people are intoxicated.
This is a true portrayal of Huiyue City. As one of the oldest super cities in the Cangyun Empire, this place has witnessed the prosperity and decline of the empire, and recorded the love and hatred of many literati and brothel dancers.
, also carries thousands of years of civilization inheritance and population reproduction.
Too many powerful monks have practiced, made breakthroughs, and achieved enlightenment in this city. In history, more than one person has ascended here. If Qinglan City is the Oriental Pearl of the Empire, then Huiyue City is the Dinghai Divine Needle that penetrates deeply into the inland.
, stability and integrity have always been synonymous with Huiyue City.
Li Mu and the other three first found a wine shop, ordered a few pots of warm wine, ordered a few pots of side dishes, and started to wolf down the food. The long experience in the wild made them all miss the food in the civilized world.
The mouths of the three of them now turned into the most delicious delicacies.
After having had enough wine and dinner, Li Mu and his party returned to the street. Lin Qingzhu had already inquired about a nearby inn when they were having dinner. At this time, Huiyue City was already lit up with lanterns, and large bright red lanterns were illuminated.
The shopkeepers along the street hung out, and the magnificent small buildings and mansions in the distance were also lit with candle lights. The appearance of Huiyue City in the night completely changed.
"I finally know what the Chang'an City described in the book looks like. This is the charm and accumulation of the thousand-year-old city."
Li Mu's muttering was heard by Lin Qingzhu. The girl lifted up the black hair on her forehead and asked with a smile what Chang'an was. Li Mu smiled for a while, reached out and touched Lin Qingzhu's head, but did not answer.
Turning a corner, the inn where the three of them were staying was right in front of them, but a stall on the side of the road caught Li Mu's attention.
I saw an old man with a white beard sitting behind a wooden table, wearing a dark blue Taoist robe. Next to him was a flag with the word "divine calculation" on it.
Seeing Li Mu's gaze, the old Taoist waved his right hand, opened the folding fan in his hand, and spoke to the three people standing in front of him.
"divination, fortune-telling, and guidance, and those who are destined will not take any money from it."
Although the old Taoist looks at the immortal Taoist, Li Mu is a man who has been baptized by various deceptions for a long time on the earth in the 21st century. Although he is a little curious at this time, he will not really go to this old Taoist to calculate his life.
.
"Let's go to the inn."
Just as Li Mu was greeting Lin Qingzhu and Fang Yan and walking towards the inn, the little skin on his shoulders jumped onto the wooden table in front of the fortune teller and waved his little hand towards Li Mu.
"You little monkey, you still want to tell your fortune, but if you don't come over, I will leave you here."
The sight of the little monkey swallowing the nine-leaf Ganoderma lucidum was still vivid in his mind, and now he even wanted to run to tell fortunes. Li Mu was so angry that he stepped forward and took it in his hand.
"Brother Mu, what does it matter? Xiaopi can just let it settle if he wants. Maybe he is destined to be the one who won't take any money."
In the end, Li Mu was defeated by Lin Qingzhu and Xiaopi's double coquettish offensive. He placed the little monkey in front of the old Taoist and gestured to give the little monkey a fortune.
"Being of noble birth, hiding it, inheriting the bloodline, and shouldering a mission, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell."
The old Taoist carefully looked at the little monkey in front of him, silently reciting a jerky formula in his mouth, and kept twisting the three fingers of his right hand, but he seemed to have encountered some obstacles, and finally gave up on this hexagram.
Li Mu listened to the words of the experienced fortune teller in his heart. He originally thought he was just a charlatan, but he didn't expect that he actually had two brushes. Xiaopi was Zhu Yan's bloodline. He had not told anyone about this, but the experienced fortune teller was able to spy on it.
, it can be seen that it is not completely nonsense.
"Sir, don't worry. It's difficult for you to tell the fortune of this leather monkey. This is the fortune-telling money. You can take it."
Li Mu took out two Cangyun coins from his arms and placed them on the fortune teller's table. He then asked Lin Qingzhu, who looked disappointed, to leave. The little monkey also jumped back on Li Mu's shoulder. This time the fortune teller was supposed to have a plan.
Le, Fang Yan and Lin Qingzhu did not take the fortune teller's words to heart.
"Little brother, you and I are destined. The old man will give you a hexagram. Go through the mountains and reverse the current, go to the fairy cave, and the Lingyun Palace. What you see is not true. Only by asking your heart can you get your wish."
Before the three of them had taken a few steps, Li Mu heard the old Taoist voice coming from behind him. He turned around and saw that the old Taoist who was there just now had disappeared along with his small wooden table and the divine arithmetic flag.
"It's strange that this old man can still fly."
Li Mu muttered, but Fang Yan, who was walking in front, was already greeting him. Except for himself, none of the other companions seemed to have heard the old Taoist's last hexagram. Even the little leather on his shoulders was busy holding on to themselves.
In my head, it was as if nothing had happened.
Li Mu, who couldn't figure it out, didn't hesitate. Quan Dang met an experienced fortune teller who had some skills. He didn't even care about the hexagram and chased Lin Qingzhu and the others towards the inn.