Chapter 474 - Chapter 474: Chapter 470: A Different Beijing_1 (1/2)

Chapter 474: Chapter 470: A Different Beijing_1

Martial Artist Fang was taken aback, glanced at the opposite side, and said no more.

After consuming two pieces of dry food, Yingbao wrapped herself in a cotton robe and pretended to sleep, in reality, she was communicating with Xuanwu, asking about the state of this world.

The night passed without words, and the snow ceased the next day.

Yingbao dared not sleep deeply, she rested lightly, and as soon as dawn broke, she rose.

Surprisingly, Martial Artist Fang could also stand, albeit with a slight limp.

The rest of them also stood at the temple entrance and looked outside, seeing that the snow was knee-deep, they hesitated whether to continue their journey (or not).

However, if they didn’t leave, the food they had brought was limited and wouldn’t last many days.

Just as they vacillated, they suddenly heard a middle-aged man asking, “Are all of you also preparing to go to Beijing?”

The eldest brother of the Sheng family turned his head and nodded.

“I’m also going to Beijing. Could you give me a lift? Once we arrive, I’ll surely repay your kindness.” Actually, Master Fang would rather the girl, Yingbao, give him a ride, but she didn’t pay any attention to him at all.

The eldest Sheng brother thought for a while and asked, “Sir, are you a resident of Beijing?”

Master Fang nodded, “Yes, I’m from the Royal Palace of Rui in Beijing. I was staying in this temple while returning from an errand when I was inadvertently caught up in a skirmish between a group of martial artists in the middle of the night and ended up being buried under a stone statue.”

Surprised, eldest Sheng brother exclaimed, “There was a fight amongst martial artists here?” Some martial artists could be very domineering; anyone who provoked them would surely meet an awful end.

“They were just passing by and have left by now.” The people who buried me seemed like warriors going into the deeper mountains to collect spiritual medicine. They started fighting over unequal distribution and ended up damaging the stone statue. I was resting under the statue at the time and got buried before I could move away.

Eldest Sheng brother sighed in relief and began discussing with his younger brother, “This man says he is from the Royal Palace of Rui in Beijing, and wants us to take him there. What do you think…”

“Well, let’s give him a ride. It’s on the way anyway,” second Sheng brother said casually, considering there was no loss to them anyway.

Eldest Sheng brother appeared a little hesitant and said in a low voice, “The snow outside is so deep, who can carry him?”

Leaving aside the deep snow, even if there was no snow, they had to carry him the entire journey. Wouldn’t they die of exhaustion?

“Don’t we have the little sister? She’s strong; she can carry him.” The second Sheng brother said carelessly.

The woman nearby hurriedly said, “The little sister, she is gone!”

Everyone turned around and indeed, the fool had already walked out quite far wearing a man’s padded jacket.

“Little sister! Come back!” Both the elder and second Sheng brothers panicked and yelled loudly, but the tiny figure turned around a corner and disappeared.

…

Yingbao walked fast and quickly avoided the group.

She inquired from Xuanwu while directing herself.

After walking for a stretch, she came across a village, where a few children were playing with snow at the doorway.

She approached and asked one of the children, “Does anyone in this village own a horse? I would like to hire a carriage.”

The child stared at her for a moment and then ran back home.

Soon, a villager came out and asked, “You need to hire a carriage?”

Yingbao nodded, “Yes.” She actually preferred to buy a horse, but farmers were not usually willing to sell their horses, unless the price was excellent.

However, if she offered a high price, she might attract undesirable attention, and she might even be plotted against before she left the village.

As she did not know much about this world, she was of the opinion that not creating additional issues would be best, so she could only propose to hire a carriage.

“Where are you going?” the villager asked.

Yingbao estimated the direction, “Beijing”. It was close to Beijing, so she just said she was going there.

The villager looked the young girl up and down and began rubbing his chin. “If you’re going to Beijing, the trip will cost fifty taels of silver.”

Yingbao replied, “That’s fine. But I only have five taels on me. Once we reach Beijing, my father will give you the remaining forty-five.”

The villager was sceptical, “What if your father doesn’t pay?”

Yingbao picked up a block of wood that a child had left on the ground and firmly squeezed it. The wooden block crumpled into dust. “My father runs a security agency in Beijing. He is a man of his word.”

Seeing a thin-looking girl crush a thick block of wood bare-handedly, the villager was suddenly astonished and began to believe her words somewhat.

Who could afford to buy expensive spiritual medicine, just for a girl to open her meridians, and then let her train her body and practice martial arts, but a well-off family?

“Alright! It’s a deal!” The villager finally made up his mind to take on this one-off business.