Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Da da da da As the sound of horse hoofbeats continued, Li Huowang's carriage, accompanied by poles and wheelbarrows, gradually approached the most solemn city and the most magnificent city in Daliang, Shangjing.

Bai Lingmiao, who was sitting on the roof of the carriage, looked up at the wall of the thousand-year-old city in the distance.

The thick black city wall stands majestically in the distance like a series of low mountains. The bits of moss on the city wall bear witness to the vicissitudes of Shangjing City.

Is this going to Beijing? It's really extraordinary. Bai Lingmiao, who was sitting on the roof of the carriage, looked at the city in front of him with interest, which was known as the largest city in the world.

Li Huowang, who was leading the horse, stood up, stretched out his hands to take her down, then untied the ribbon from her wrist and wrapped it in front of her eyes. Looking at it like this during the day hurts your eyes.

This is Jian Tiansi's base camp. If he hadn't just obtained the black spindle, Li Huowang would not have dared to come here.

Faced with Li Huowang's actions, Bai Lingmiao seemed a little irritated, but in the end she did not take off the ribbon from her eyes.

Bai Lingmiao moved her buttocks and sat in Li Huowang's arms. Then he straightened his hands and stretched hard. These two useless eyeballs, sooner or later I have to replace them!

Li Huowang calmed her restless hands and feet with his hands, Stop lying, we are entering the city soon, be careful.

Following the slow movement of the people entering the city, Li Huowang quickly arrived at the city gate. Looking at Li Huowang's coffin-like carriage, as long as the guards at the city gate were not blind, they would naturally be able to tell that there was something wrong.

But when he saw the Supervisor Tiansi waist card in Li Huowang's hand, he let him go without saying anything.

Li Huowang felt extremely lucky for his original choice. If he hadn't joined Supervisor Tiansi, there would have been a lot of trouble for those who entered and left the city.

As soon as we entered the capital, the surging crowds of people continued until the vague Drum Tower in the distance stopped.

Let's find a place to stay first. Li Huowang shook the reins in his hand, and the horse pulling the cart slowly moved forward with the crowd.

The red sunset shines between the green tiles and red walls, the abrupt flying cornices, the high-hanging signboards and flags, the endless comings and goings of people, horse-drawn carriages and ox-carts, all reflect the strength of the beams.

Although this place looks similar to Yinling City, anyone can tell the difference between the two.

If I had to use one word to compare, it would be foundation. After all, this capital city is one of the legacies of the great Qi Kingdom in the past.

Just as Li Huowang was looking at the capital city of Liang Kingdom, the flow of people around him accelerated, pushing and shoving towards the street on the left. Everyone's face was filled with excitement as if they were expecting something.

Li Huowang's carriage followed the flow of people and soon arrived at an empty intersection. There are three white towers several feet high standing there. A group of shirtless young people gathered in a circle, eager to try out the cloth bags in their hands.

Just when Li Huowang was wondering what was going on, a little man walked out in full view of everyone. Carrying a big gong on his back, he looked like a very funny bastard.

Ignoring the laughter in the crowd, the dwarf held up three sticks of incense and worshiped the three tall white towers.

What are the people in Beijing paying homage to? Li Huowang had a doubt in his heart, but it didn't seem strange what happened in this crazy world.

Just when he was confused, the dwarf took off the gong on his back, banged it hard, and shouted loudly: Grab the mountain!!

As soon as these words came out, there was a roar, and the young people holding cloth bags around excitedly rushed towards the three towers.

Using their hands and feet, they kept taking things from the tower and stuffing them into their bags.

Huh? Li Huowang's pupils narrowed and he focused on the three white towers. Only then did he realize that the white on the towers were all made of buns the size of his head.

As the heads moved, the three mountains gradually turned into three squirming mountains of human flesh. The people on the tower pulled each other on top of each other, preventing each other from climbing up.

They were all young people, and they seemed to be getting angry as they slapped each other. As their movements became louder and louder, the buns on the mountain were flying everywhere like flowers.

Many of the buns that flew down were grabbed by the spectators, and many of them were mixed with the horse dung and cow dung on the ground.

Mantou, who had been hiding under the carriage, poked his head out, picked up a rolled white bun, pressed it with his two front paws, and started chewing it. The front of the bun had a big Chinese character longevity printed in big red.

Looking at the spoiled buns on the ground, Bai Lingmiao said with sarcasm in his tone: Haha, people in Beijing are different. They can spoil this white bun like this, and you can't even eat it during the New Year in other places.

But Li Huowang's focus seems to be different. Do you think that looks like three sticks of incense? I think this kind of ceremony should be to commemorate something.

Who are you paying homage to? Don't think about it blindly.

Li Huowang looked at the crowd around him and said nothing. With a slight tug on the reins, the carriage slowly turned around, pushing through the crowd and moving forward into the distance.

The crowd was very crowded and the place was unfamiliar to him. It wasn't until the sun set that Li Huowang found a suitable inn.

This inn looks very high-end, and they actually have a stage in the middle of the lobby to attract customers.

A group of people eating and drinking tea watched with gusto. Even the white-haired Bai Lingmiao entered the store without attracting much attention.

Seeing someone coming, the waiter came over with a white towel on his shoulders. He asked with a smile on his face: Two guests, what would you like to order?

Some seasonal vegetables and two meat dishes.

Okay, wait a moment, you two, we'll be there soon.

After the waiter left, Li Huowang put the two swords on his back on the table and felt much relieved. After dinner, you can rest in the inn while I look for photos.

Why are you looking for that old eunuch? Maybe I can help. Li Huowang glanced at Bai Lingmiao who was lying on the table, touched her head with his hand and did not explain anything.

Okay, okay, you are the head of the family. You keep your word. You don't need to discuss anything with me. Bai Lingmiao turned his head to the other side.

The two of them stopped talking and waited silently for the waiter to serve the food.

When the dishes were all served, after pouring some steamed buns each, Li Huowang and Bai Lingmiao started eating.

I don't know whether it was the long journey or the delicious food at this inn that gave Li Huowang a rare appetite.

Amidst the babbling lyrics, Li Huowang quickly filled his stomach.

At this moment, the actors on the stage sang opera tunes and came to interact with the guests.

After singing and going around, the actor actually came to Li Huowang. Faced with Li Huowang's indifferent look, he was obviously dissatisfied and planned to perform a unique trick.

I saw him approaching Li Huowang, his head shook suddenly, and the old student's makeup on his face instantly turned into a Huadan. As he raised his arm, the Huadan on his face turned into a Xiaosheng again.

Just as he was waiting for the exclamation of his guests, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and a long sword was pressed against his neck.

Then he saw an extremely ferocious face, Why did you change your face?! Who told you to change your face!