Teacher is too tough

Chapter 198

After arriving in Shengren City, Li Qingshi and Zhou Zongru parted ways.

Shengren City is worthy of being the most powerful city in the Daren Dynasty. Standing on the street in the city, Li Qingshi looked at the people coming and going in front of him.

After making the decision in Kyoto, Li Qingshi actually had no idea what to do.

The purpose of coming to the capital is to find out the truth. When my mother died and I was hunted down again, was it the well-known Mr. Li who did it? If not, what role did he play in it?
The easiest way, of course, is to walk up to him and ask each sentence clearly in person.

In the past, Li Qingshi would have chosen to do this, but now, he does not want to risk his life.

He wanted to save this life to practice and reach the Immortal Realm, because Wang Xuanyi said that the Immortal Realm might bring people back from the dead.

Li Qingshi stood on the side of the street in a daze for a while, and finally moved forward. The most urgent thing is to find a place to stay.

Not long after I walked, I saw an inn on the side of the street. When I entered the door, a fat middle-aged man behind the counter was crackling and reconciling the accounts. He looked up at him and ignored him.

Li Qingshi didn't know if he was the shopkeeper, so he said, "Shopkeeper, I want to stay in the store."

The middle-aged man said without raising his head, "The cheapest room is two taels of silver a day."

It's so expensive... Li Qingshi was stunned. He originally brought a lot of silver taels when he went down the mountain, but he had to spend money on the way, and he had been a money-spread boy a few times. At this time, he only had more than 200 taels left on him. Expensive, it's okay to live for a day or two, where can I eat for a long-term stay?
He suddenly thought, if those people in Chunshen City were abducting and selling people for profit, why didn't they search for their money?
The middle-aged man stopped fiddling with the beads, looked at Li Qingshi and said, "Go to Xicheng, the people there are poor and cheaper."

Li Qingshi thanked him and walked out of the inn.

Seeing that he was not in the slightest embarrassment, the middle-aged man was a little surprised and couldn't help but glance at his back.

He has seen too many such kind of rangers from other places, most of them are shabby, and they come to the capital to see the world on a whim, but they don't know that the capital is expensive and it is not easy to live in it.

Li Qingshi went straight to the west city, looking around on the road, firstly, he was attracted by the novelty goods that he had never seen on the street, and secondly, in case of luck, he met He Qingliu.

Wang Xuanyi said that He Qingliu came to Kyoto, but there are more than 400 million people living in this city, finding him is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

It was almost evening when we arrived in Xicheng, and we walked for a full day. Although Li Qingshi was looking around all the way, his pace was not slow at all, which shows how big Shengren City is.

Li Qingshi obviously found that as they traveled westward, the clothes on people's bodies were no longer so gorgeous, because there were no official messengers to drive them away, and there were a lot more beggars on the street.

The people here are really poor.

There was a sudden commotion ahead, and Li Qingshi faintly heard the sound of horseshoes hitting the bluestone road. Sure enough, several tall horses appeared in sight soon.

On the first horse sat a very noble young man, who kept waving his whip and galloped the horse, followed by five or six slaves.

Li Qingshi has just arrived here, so he doesn't know if this is the busiest street in the XC area, but there are many pedestrians on the street, and the street vendors are one by one, running horses in such a busy city, the chaos caused can be imagined.

Many booths were under the impact of the dodging crowd. Several people couldn't dodge in time, were knocked down by the horses, and were almost stepped on by the hooves behind them.

The aristocratic young man on the horse looked at the panic-fleeing crowd in front of him, laughing and laughing, only feeling amused, obviously he regarded human life as nothing.

Anyone who has a sense of justice will find it difficult to see this kind of behavior. Li Qingshi has listened to the stories of Jianghu since he was a child, and he yearns for the joyful and unrestrained style of punishing evil and promoting good with a green shirt and a sword. He thinks he has a sense of justice. Of course, I can't see it even more.

A thought suddenly came to his mind, what would he do if Liu Fengliu, the number one expert in the world, was here?
The answer is self-evident.

So Li Qingshi took two steps across, hid on the side of the street, and got out of the way early.

Of course he could guess what Liu Fengliu would do, but unfortunately he didn't have Liu Fengliu's level of cultivation.

Even with Liu Fengliu's cultivation, he would choose to stay out of it, because he didn't come here to do justice.

The water in the capital city is deep, and the noble young master who is about to see him is of extraordinary status. If you provoke him, it is very likely that you will not be able to stay in the capital city.

Several fine horses whizzed by in front of his eyes, Li Qingshi turned his head, watched them off, and shook his head secretly, it seems that there are rich young masters in bright clothes and angry horses everywhere, and the land of the capital is also like a bird.

Just as he was about to look away, his pupils suddenly contracted sharply, and he saw a five or six-year-old beggar in front of him, holding a broken bowl in his hand, dodging to the side in a panic.

But in front of him were panicked and huddled adults, blocking his way, and he was about to be hit by a Pegasus head on as he was about to be unable to dodge.

Li Qingshi hit his legs hard and was about to fly up, but he stopped at the next moment, thinking that if I try to save others, will I be targeted by that dandy young master and cause trouble?

As soon as I thought about it, I saw the little beggar finally found a gap in the crowd, got in, barely got out of the way, but stumbled, fell to the ground, and rolled out a steamed bun from the tattered clothes on his chest , The broken bowl in his hand fell to the ground and rolled into the middle of the road.

Li Qingshi breathed a sigh of relief, and silently put away his thoughts of saving lives.

Unexpectedly, after the galloping horse galloped past the little beggar, the horse on which the noble young master was riding was suddenly frightened, stopped abruptly, raised its front hooves to the sky and neighed, almost throwing its owner off the horse's back.

Hao Nu behind him also hurriedly stopped his mount.

The young master was a little embarrassed, turned off the horse, bent over to look, and found that there was a wound on the left front leg of his beloved horse, which was already bleeding.

His face became gloomy, he glanced at the surrounding people, and said to the hero behind him: "Someone hurt my horse with a hidden weapon, find it out for me!"

The five slaves looked at each other, and one of them said, "Master, it's not a hidden weapon." Turning around and pointing to the ground, he said, "It was your horse that crushed a bowl, and the pieces flew up, which scratched the horse's leg."

The young master followed his fingers to look, and there were indeed some porcelain pieces on the ground, but this did not make his gloomy face any better. He walked back a few steps, pointed at the people hiding in the street and said, "Whose bowl is this?"

Everyone huddled in one place, no one spoke, they just ran away, who knows where the bowl came from?
The little beggar had just picked up the steamed buns that had fallen on the ground, and before he could put them back in his arms, his face turned pale with fright, and he cautiously squeezed behind the crowd, trying to take the opportunity to escape.

The young master raised his eyebrows: "No one will admit it?" He waved his horsewhip and whipped it away facelessly, and immediately some people in the crowd howled miserably and retreated to avoid it.

As a result, the little beggar's way was blocked again, so he had no choice but to move aside step by step, obviously knowing that it would be worse to stay, and he had to leave here no matter what.

Just after moving a few steps, someone grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up.

A slave said: "Master, I think that bowl is probably used by this little bastard to beg for food. Otherwise, where did the bowl come from on this street?"

The young master stopped beating everyone, walked up to Hao Nu and said, "Put him down."

Haonu put the little beggar back on the ground.

Your young master squatted down, and asked with a pleasant face, "Is it your bowl?"

The little beggar was trembling all over, staring at him with big terrified eyes, and murmured: "No...no."

The noble young master grinned, still staring at the little beggar, without looking back, he ordered: "See if there are any other beggars here."

Soon three beggars were pulled out of the crowd, each holding a broken bowl.

The noble young master smiled and asked: "Everyone has bowls, where is your bowl?"

The little beggar said with a trembling voice, "I... I don't have a bowl in the first place."

The noble young master who was still smiling a moment ago suddenly stood up, and slapped the little beggar's face with a riding whip: "Say it again, is it yours?"

The little beggar fell to the ground and cried, "No, it really isn't mine."

The noble young master lashed the little beggar's head with one whip after another: "I like stubborn people like you."

Not far away, Li Qingshi frowned, and clenched his fists tightly. After an unknown amount of time, he slowly released them, turned his head away, and couldn't bear to look any further.

(End of this chapter)