Chapter 195 Walking with the Fox The creaking carriage was moving on the official road in Wanqing lay in front of the carriage, whimpering with excitement as she thought that they were about to reach the legendary Jicheng. How do foxes call? Some call with a squeak, some with a howl, and some with a whimper. A skinny old horse was pulling a carriage. He heard a fox call from behind and immediately sent a message via his mind. "Damn it, young girl, what are you yelling for!" "Boo, boo, boo..." Hu Wanqing was scolded by Lao Ma and didn't dare to speak. She turned around, jumped into the carriage from the small window in front of the carriage, and lay in the arms of a young man, crying. Although the carriage is simple, the interior is very neat. Concise means having nothing but the baggage of young people. "Alright, alright! Stop whining. Master Ma has this kind of temper. Even I would be scolded by him!" The young man said with a smile, touching Hu Wanqing's square head. "Master Feng, Master Ma is your grandfather's generation, so it's his right to confront you. But I'm not like that! Oh, oh, oh..." Hu Wanqing said via telepathy. The young man’s name is Feng Qingquan. He lives in the north of Jizhou and belongs to a family of demons.
The so-called human demons are people who deal with the demon race. This time he is traveling around the world, just to see the world after growing up, but the world is too dangerous, so the demon family asks Master Ma to come out and guide the younger generation. It’s just that Master Ma’s temper is notoriously bad in the entire family of humans and demons. Feng Qingquan is famous for his mischievous personality in the entire demon family. Throwing these two things together into a family of transvestite makes it hard not to have wild thoughts. Feng Qingquan entered the world of martial arts, thanks to Master Ma's care, otherwise the grass on his grave might have been a foot high. The world is dangerous, and he has a deep understanding of this! When he was in Liangzhou, he met Hu Wanqing from the fox clan, and they traveled together. It’s not that he, as a member of a family of demons, likes fox demons, but he is bullied by Master Ma every day and can’t stand it anymore, so he finds a small animal to share his firepower. "Wanqing, I feel like you are taking advantage of me because of my age." Feng Qingquan smacked his lips, feeling that Hu Wanqing's words were weird. What do you mean Ma Ye is of the same generation as his grandfather, but she is not? It seems that she is of a higher generation, the same generation as Master Ma, right? "Is that so?" said the square-faced Hu Wanqing, squinting her eyes. When she narrowed her eyes, her face looked even squarer and the cunning in her eyes was almost invisible. This is the traditional skill of their tribe to pretend to be stupid. No one can tell what they are thinking! But who is Feng Qingquan? His family of human-demons has studied the habits of these demons thoroughly. As for the fox tribe, they recorded it like this: "White foxes are charming, red foxes are evil, red foxes are treacherous, sand foxes are slippery, green foxes are stupid, eared foxes are cute, and fire foxes are stubborn!" Although he didn't understand what Fire Fox Duoka meant, he still understood Green Fox Duodai. The meaning of "green fox is stupid" does not mean that all green foxes are stupid, but that green foxes are good at using stupid expressions to deceive people! All the way from Liangzhou to Jingzhou, they will soon arrive in Yangzhou. How could he not know what kind of fox Hu Wanqing is. So, he grabbed Hu Wanqing's square face with both hands, rubbed it hard, and said, "Let you take advantage of me! Let you take advantage of me!"
Hu Wanqing felt dizzy from having her head rubbed, and begged for mercy again and again: "Oh, oh, oh, I won't dare to do it again next time!" When the two were fighting, they suddenly heard the skinny horse's impatient voice: "Damn it, young girl, can't you just be quiet for a while! Grandpa is pulling the cart for you, and you still bother Grandpa!" Feng Qingquan knew that Grandpa Ma had a very bad temper, especially since he was a great demon with profound cultivation! A great demon is a warrior equivalent to the realm of true person. Among the entire family of demons, Master Ma has a very strange temper. Because he likes to pull the carriage, and after pulling the carriage, he has to have someone wash the carriage. You don't have to brush his fur, but you must wash the carriage. He also likes to stand aside and supervise others washing the carriage. As a result, this black carriage was painted with patina and had a black, shiny look. "Master Ma, calm down. When we get to Yangzhou, we will paint this carriage twice!" Feng Qingquan said loudly. He naturally knew how to please Master Ma. "Damn it, you little brat still have a conscience! Grandpa didn't pull you in vain. I brushed it three times and waxed it for the last time!" said the skinny horse pulling the cart. Waxing is a strenuous job, and the car wax produced in Yangzhou is very expensive, basically one ounce of gold for one ounce of wax! How much wax would be needed for such a big carriage! "..." Feng Qingquan felt that his wallet and physical strength had suffered a double blow, and he had no intention of playing with Hu Wanqing. He looked at Hu Wanqing unkindly, wondering how much a fox skin could be worth in Yangzhou. Hu Wanqing felt Feng Qingquan's unfriendly gaze and whispered, "How about... I go to Yangzhou and sell my butt to earn money to support you." "...No need!" Feng Qingquan said in a low voice with a dark face. He also knew that the moral ethics of the fox tribe or the demon tribe were different from those of humans, and selling their butts was really no big deal for the fox tribe. But he asked Qinghu to sell his butt to support himself, and then Master Ma found out and spread the news back home. I don’t know how it will be spread. Will it be rumored that he is selling his butt to raise a fox demon? "Hey! Why has the road become harder and blacker?" The skinny horse looked at the official road that was originally made of yellow earth, which suddenly turned into small black gravel. The feeling of the horse's hooves stepping on it was also different. "It's the Black Road!" Feng Qingquan stuck his head out of the carriage window and saw the road that suddenly appeared in front of them. He said, "People passing by said that if you take the Black Road, you will reach Yangzhou and Jicheng!" Hu Wanqing also stuck her square head out of the carriage window and saw a wide black road appearing in front of her, about the width of two or three carriages, heading towards the distance. "Why is the road black?" she couldn't help asking. The skinny horse lowered its head and sniffed, then said, "What did I think it was? It turns out to be burnt coal!" "Coal?" Feng Qingquan thought of black stones, which are difficult to ignite. "Wait, how much coal will that require to be burned?" he couldn't help but say when he saw the road. "Who knows!" The skinny horse walked on the black road towards Yangzhou. The closer you get to Yangzhou, the more people there are. The closer you get to Yangzhou, the more strange things you see. There are some things they can understand, and some things they can't understand at all.
For example, before arriving in Jicheng, Yangzhou, you can see several tall chimneys in the distance, constantly emitting black smoke, like monsters breathing out of the earth, and no one knows what they are doing. When we arrived in front of Jicheng, we saw that it was very busy and bustling. What's more strange is that there is no city wall here! Anyone can enter Jicheng through several main roads! This is Yangzhou, the magical Yangzhou, or the magical Jicheng. The wind is clear, the spring is cool, and the bamboos are swaying. The dog days of summer are as cool as autumn.
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