PFC Chapter 119 Huangtucheng
Chapter 119 Huangtucheng
Huangtucheng is neither too big nor too small; it's a medium-sized city.
The city walls are lined with well-equipped soldiers, who are like the eyes of the city, constantly scanning the crowd.
The white-robed scholar did not have much difficulty entering the city. After entering the city with Jeli and the others, he left alone.
He first changed into an outfit that suited the local style, and also bought a set for Lin Tian in preparation.
The outfit he wore had a distinctly exotic feel to it.
Walking down the street, he often saw people with iron rings around their necks. Later, he learned that these people were slaves.
I've heard that the iron ring possesses special magic, enabling slave owners to better manage their slaves.
Among them were many beautiful women, most of whom were dressed provocatively and made various embarrassing poses, attracting the attention of most people around them, which gave their owners a strong sense of pleasure.
The scholar in white noticed a tense and somber atmosphere permeating the city. The patrolling soldiers seemed hostile to the civilians, their hands gripping their sword hilts tightly, their expressions tense, as if they were afraid of something.
The white-robed scholar wandered aimlessly through the streets. Although he was ordered to find Er Ting Nu, Lin Tian knew it wouldn't be easy to find him, so his trip was more about finding the city.
The scholar in white plans to first familiarize himself with the city today, then find a place to summarize the information he has gathered since his departure tonight, and finally write a letter back to the king.
As he was observing the city, he suddenly heard a burst of shouts and curses.
"stop!"
"You damn rat, stop right there!"
A group of guards suddenly shouted in the crowd. A flash of movement appeared in the crowd, and a chase began. The scholar in white looked over and saw a person in a black robe being chased by three guards.
Upon seeing this, the scholar in white's eyes lit up, and he quickly followed.
The man in black robes was agile, his movements as he slipped and rolled over with incredible smoothness, quickly putting a considerable distance between himself and the guards.
Just then, another group of guards arrived from the direction the man in black had run, blocking his escape route.
Just as the white-robed scholar was pondering how the guy could escape, the guy suddenly made a move that surprised him.
Suddenly, he stepped on the shoulder of a pedestrian and then leaped up.
An astonishing scene unfolded: two wings burst through his black robe, exposing him completely in mid-air!
Wow!
With a gentle flap of its wings, several feathers drifted down and landed on the surprised faces of the crowd.
"asshole!"
This scene naturally enraged the guards, but they had no ranged weapons and were completely helpless against the bird-men in the air.
Wow!
The man in black robes took flight in an instant, creating a large distance between himself and the crowd, leaving everyone around him astonished and dumbfounded.
Just when the white-robed scholar thought the guy would fly away, he suddenly stopped in mid-air.
What?
He reached into his robe and pulled out a stack of things.
Wow!
With a forceful throw, the items scattered throughout the crowd.
The white-robed scholar initially thought it was a dangerous attack, so he made a dodging gesture.
But as those things slowly floated in the air, the scholar in white realized that they were just pieces of paper with writing on them.
Seeing this, he also became curious and wanted to see what was written on the paper.
With his ghostly movements, he weaved through the crowd and quickly snatched a ticket.
After the scholar in white grabbed the paper, he instinctively looked up, only to find that there were only a few large characters on it.
It was Fituos who killed Zelin!
The scholar in white didn't understand what the sentence meant and was completely confused.
What is this? Is it a document used by the murderer to identify himself?
When he looked up at the other people around him, he noticed that the expressions of the other people who had picked up the paper kept changing, as if they had become a little gloomy.
Before the white-robed cultivator could figure out what was going on, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.
"do not look!"
"Everything they say above is a lie!"
"Don't look! They're all gone!"
It was the group of guards who shouted; they looked flustered and seemed afraid that others would see what was written on the paper.
"Throw them all away!"
"Put it down, put it down!"
The sudden shout startled the surrounding crowd, but the guards didn't care and immediately grabbed the items, using extremely crude methods.
"Hey! Who told you to still be holding that!"
"Give it to me quickly!"
Before long, the guard closest to the scholar in white came up to him. Seeing the paper in the scholar's hand, he was furious and snatched it away.
Snapped!
The scholar in white watched expressionlessly as he snatched the document. He had already read the contents, so he figured it was fine since he had already taken it. He was new to this place and didn't want to get into a conflict with these guys.
The guards quickly collected all the papers from everyone present. Although people complained about their rudeness, they only dared to mutter a few words and did not dare to resist.
At the same time, some guards carrying bows and arrows rushed over, and seeing the black-robed man in the air, they raised their hands and shot.
shhhhhh!
Faced with the attack, the black-robed man simply flapped his wings a few times, and with a series of crackling sounds, all the attacks were blocked by his wings.
However, he knew he couldn't stay here any longer. If he stayed any longer, even more powerful people would definitely come, and then he would be trapped.
After scattering a final wave of papers, he flew away like a bird, leaving behind only a few guards who were cursing angrily.
As the farce came to an end, the white-robed scholar, who had observed the entire spectacle, watched the departing black-robed man with a thoughtful expression in his eyes.
...............
Nighttime, in an empty alley.
The scholar in white leaned against the wall and waited. After a short while, a cloud of sand, barely noticeable to people, flew over.
"coming?"
Seeing the Bone Spirit land, the white-robed scholar breathed a long sigh of relief; he had been worried that the creature wouldn't be able to find him.
"This is a letter."
"You must deliver it to the king."
The white-robed scholar gave several letters to the Bone Spirits. Several Bone Spirits were traveling with him this time, and it wouldn't be safe to send off only one of them, so he prepared several letters for them to deliver at the same time.
"it is good."
The Bone Spirit answered briefly, then turned around. A gust of sand swirled around him again, and under the gaze of the white-robed scholar, he soared into the air and quickly disappeared from the scholar's sight.
At night, in the sky above Huangtucheng, unnoticed by anyone, a wisp of yellow sand quietly drifted away.