Chapter 182: How are you (Seeking monthly tickets! Seeking follow-up!)

Ten days later, Tai'an City.

Wu Xian, dressed in a blue robe, stepped into the city gate and walked on the central main road.

Looking at the crowded and noisy crowd around him, he only felt a simple and plain breath of life coming towards him, making him feel a bit dazed.

At this time, the war had not ended, and it was not to say that people were living in poverty everywhere in the Liyang Dynasty, but it was definitely full of starving people, who would have thought that this Tai'an City seemed unaffected, and it was still a scene of people living and working in peace and contentment everywhere.

But thinking about it, it is the emperor's feet after all, no matter who is hungry, it cannot be here, otherwise where should the royal face be placed.

"Selling osmanthus cakes, sweet and delicious osmanthus cakes, one coin a piece, not delicious don't want money..."

A shout rang in his ears, Wu Xian's nose twitched slightly, and he walked over smelling the sweet scent.

The one selling osmanthus cakes was a father and daughter, just looking at the style, this osmanthus cake was not made finely, but the color was yellow and white, clearly with sufficient ingredients, with a thick osmanthus fragrance.

"This little brother, would you like a piece of osmanthus cake?"

The man saw someone walking over and said subconsciously, and then found that the visitor was a young master with a handsome appearance and extraordinary bearing.

He was illiterate and couldn't think of any words to describe Wu Xian, only feeling that this was definitely not an ordinary person, and thinking that this was Tai'an City, maybe it was some high-ranking official visiting incognito, so he lowered his head and didn't dare to look more.

"The osmanthus cake looks good, give me two pieces."

Wu Xian said with a smile, his attitude was very gentle, quite like a spring breeze.

"Hey! Juan'er, why don't you hurry up and give this young master the osmanthus cake."

The man answered flattered, and the girl next to him also hurriedly picked up two pieces of osmanthus cake wrapped in paper, her cheeks red, and handed them over carefully.

Wu Xian reached out to take it, picked up one of them and took a bite, the fragrance instantly filled his mouth, sweet but not greasy, not bad.

Nodding, he threw down two copper coins, and then walked towards another snack stall while eating.

Similar scenes happened quickly all over the streets of Tai'an City, it can only be said that Wu Xian did not stay much on the way to Liyang, and the food he ate was just to cope, now that he finally arrived at his destination, he couldn't help but be greedy.

A martial artist's appetite is originally large, not to mention Wu Xian also practices the Six-Library Immortal Thief, once he lets go of his appetite, the snacks on the whole street are not enough for him to stuff his teeth.

Just like this, he ate until noon, Wu Xian seemed to suddenly feel something, his footsteps paused slightly, then he turned left and right, and came to a not-too-big restaurant.

What is sold here is a kind of old duck soup that is very famous in Tai'an City, the price is fair and the taste is excellent, very popular with the bottom-level common people.

"Boss, bring a bowl of old duck soup, put less radish."

After greeting the boss, Wu Xian picked a table that already had people and sat down, and then began to look at this person who deliberately released his aura to attract his attention.

The other party was about forty years old, dressed in a gray Confucian robe, his appearance could only be considered decent, but there was a free and easy temperament between his eyebrows, making people look sideways.

And if you look closely, you will find that his pair of eyes are incredibly clear and clean, as if they were mirrors, taking in all the changes in the world.

"Sword Demon Wu Xian, long admired."

While Wu Xian was looking at the man, the other party was also looking at him, his eyes from curiosity at the beginning, to doubt, and finally turned into a trace of faint rejection and fear.

"Where where, it's just the praise of Jianghu friends, not to mention compared with Huang Sanjia who provoked the Spring and Autumn war, what is this false name of mine."

Wu Xian chuckled and also revealed the man's identity.

Huang Longshi, among the Spring and Autumn Thirteen Armors of the past, he alone occupied the three armors of chess, book, and calculation, talented and rare in the world, known by Jianghu people as "Huang Sanjia".

Also because he once provoked many disputes such as the Spring and Autumn war, he was listed as one of the three major demons of the Jianghu together with Han Renmao and Xu Rentu.

And besides these, Huang Longshi also had another identity that made Wu Xian care a little.

Book flipper... or rather, a transmigrator from another world.

In the original work, Huang Longshi often made some words and deeds that were out of tune with this world, and had mentioned many times that the scholars hundreds of years later had lost their backbone and would only be the echoers of those in power, while martial artists relied on powerful force to treat the law as nothing, making the world chaotic.

That kind of certainty, as if all this was what he saw with his own eyes, really made people doubt his origin.

On the other side, after being exposed by Wu Xian, Huang Longshi did not feel surprised at all, just drank the old duck soup in the bowl in a leisurely manner, and said casually: "Your Excellency, should not be a person from this world."

Although he used a question, it was a positive tone.

No way, who let the book not mention this person at all!

At this time, Wu Xian's bowl of old duck soup had been served, he picked up the soup spoon and took a sip, showing satisfaction, and then looked at Huang Longshi, saying seriously.

"How are you?"

"???"

Huang Longshi was stunned when he heard this, not understanding what Wu Xian was saying.

How are you... what does this mean, is it some kind of code?

"Don't understand? Then I'll try another one... what is your wife's password?"

"Still not working, then Heaven King Covers Earth Tiger?"

"Odd change even not change!"

"Arise, people who don't want to be slaves..."

"Sorry, the Great Qing has perished."

Wu Xian asked several classic code words between transmigrators in a row, and even considered the age problem, but Huang Longshi was blank and didn't understand, and even began to look at himself with the eyes of looking at a mental patient, without any acting components.

Clearly, the other party is not his old fellow from Earth, not even a parallel world, he should just be a soul from the future of this world, because he knows part of the history, so he calls himself a "book flipper".

Thinking of this, Wu Xian couldn't help but feel a bit regretful, and after drinking another sip of old duck soup, he sighed and said: "It seems that I thought wrong, Huang brother and I are not from the same place."

Huang Longshi frowned: "Are you the reincarnation of an immortal from the sky?"

While speaking, the aura around his body changed, as if as long as Wu Xian admitted it, he would immediately make a move.

Of course, the greater possibility is running away.

After all, the Sword Demon is famous, and is considered to be on par with the Wang Old Monster, he is a Confucian Saint who is not good at fighting, even if he uses all his skills, I am afraid it is difficult to hurt him in the slightest.

"Of course not."

Wu Xian shook his head: "To tell you the truth, I am not a person from this world, just because of an accident, a remnant soul drifted to this world, and only restored my memory and strength in the last few years.

Coincidentally, I have also seen books similar to the history of this world in my original world, but the content is not comprehensive, it just so happens that I met Huang brother today, please enlighten me."

"What do you want to know?"

After listening to Wu Xian's explanation which was almost all truth, although Huang Longshi didn't believe it, he also became a little interested, wanting to hear what Wu Xian wanted to ask.

"Can Huang brother tell me, how will the future of this world evolve? How many people are there in the sky? What is the real strength of the Five Emperors of the Five Directions? Is there any existence stronger than them? Have they revealed any traces in the future?"

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Coded it! Seeking monthly tickets at the end of the month!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 183 =====