Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

"Zhou Li, don't make me kneel down and beg you to get a normal horse."

At the gate of the city, Master Hong pressed Zhou Li's shoulders firmly, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know that this...horse...zombie...western...I don't know how to describe this lady entered the city?" Will there be much of a commotion?"

"how?"

Zhou Li raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "Are you also Hermès?"

"Can you say something I can understand?"

Master Hong patted Zhou Li hard on the back and whispered: "Your..."

"Just call her Your Excellency Joan of Arc."

Zhou Li added: "She was also a famous saint in the West before she died."

"Oh, Your Excellency Jeanne d'Arc."

Master Hong nodded and whispered: "Are you serious about the situation of Lord Joan of Arc? Zongwei, this is true. If she appears near Shangjing City on weekdays, the city will be closed and the alarm will be sealed. Are you serious?"

"do not ask me."

Zhou Li scratched his head, "The old scholar insisted on letting her come, and I don't know why."

At first, Zhou Li had no intention of letting Jeanne follow him to Beijing. After all, Jeanne's death energy was extremely strong. After being by Yingyuan's side for many years, she had become a zombie that was infinitely close to King Zombie.Although she and Ying Yuan have lived together for decades and are not very strong, the death energy in her body is strong enough to transform into zombies. Therefore, her appearance will definitely attract the attention of the garrison or Jin Yiwei in other cities, thus Destroy Zhou Li and others' plan.

But for some reason, faced with this situation, the old scholar insisted on letting Joan transform into a horse girl to pull the cart for Zhou Li and others, and Joan was happy with this.Zhou Li had some thoughts at first, but the old scholar always had his own considerations in doing things, so Zhou Li chose to trust him.

The main thing is that the Western zombie female knight and the horse racing girl pulling the cart are really cool.

"Ah, I know that."

At this time, Joan of Arc, who had no intention of eavesdropping but listened openly, stood beside Zhou Li. Her oppressive height made Master Hong turn pale.Just when Master Hong was thinking about whether he was good enough to fill the gap between his teeth, Jeanne hung the reins on his waist and gave it a slight twist.

"Look."

The deathly energy disappeared in an instant, replaced by a pair of pony ears that became brighter, and the ponytail (real) became soft and silky.At this moment, even though she was covered by the silver knight's armor, Joan of Arc's lively and lively aura spread out, resembling a lovely horse girl.

Except she's two meters tall and wears heavy armor.

"The old scholar told me that as long as I activate this magic weapon, I can become a dead horse corpse, and other people will see me as immortal."

Joan of Arc vividly used her Chinese to teach Master Hong a lesson.

"She probably means that she can transform from a zombie into a horse spirit."

Zhou Li explained: "Jane is our friend, and the old scholar can rest assured that she can be trusted."

"The old scholar must have his reasons for doing this."

As a loyal supporter of the old scholar, Master Hong immediately dispelled his doubts, but still did not give up persuading Zhou Li, "But I beg you, don't let the little girl pull the cart, it's embarrassing."

"Little girl?"

Zhou Li was stunned for a moment, took a step back and stood next to Jeanne. At 1.8 meters tall, he looked like a little chicken next to Jeanne, who was over [-] meters tall. Coupled with her heavy armor, he was even more like a goblin among chickens.

"Mainly, human-powered carriages may be more common in Beiliang, but they are still relatively scarce in Shangjing. My personal suggestion is not to engage in this feudal remnant of slavery. It is not good."

Master Hong said politely: "If you don't have a horse, I will give you the whole horse."

"Your horse will die soon." Zhou Li retorted angrily, and then he thought about it. Indeed, it is not very friendly to let the chariot of Saint Joan enter the city, and it might cause international disputes.Although he didn't know whether the saint who was burned to death in France could count as a Chinese, he still chose to bring a horse and enter the city in the normal way.

Shangjing and Beiliang are similar in many places. After all, they are both the Thirteen Cities of the Northern Ring Road, and they are relatively close to each other. Their architectural styles are quite different, elegant and solemn, and they are row upon row.Of course, there are some differences, such as...

"The brothel."

Looking at the gorgeous carved tower pointed at by Yun Baibai, whose face was full of curiosity, even a rough guy like Mr. Hong couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

"Ugh?"

Yun Baibai was stunned at first, and his jade-like cheeks were suddenly stained with a layer of blush.She leaned closer to Zhou Li, trying to stay away from the gorgeous and wealthy building outside the carriage.

Yes, this is the characteristic of Shangjing.

Countless brothels.

"This is not just a brothel."

Master Cen squatted in the corner and tried to speak up for Shangjing: "Actually, most of the brothels in Shangjing are mainly bathhouses, not what you think."

The so-called bathhouse means public bathroom.In fact, the prototype of public baths already existed in the Song Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty carried it forward with Suzhou as the representative.Coupled with the fact that the spiritual power of this world can adjust the water temperature to the desired temperature, bathhouses more suitable for Ming babies to bathe have also flourished.

"Can we go to the fourth floor?"

"That won't work."

Mr. Cen shook his head and said solemnly: "Young people have strong energy and can easily lose their energy. You must not injure Yang and lose Yin and sink into the fourth floor of the bathhouse."

Our Ming Dynasty also has its own bathing center culture.

"Actually, there was a bathhouse in Beijing before."

In Shangjing dialect, brothels are not very elegant, so they are generally called bathhouses.Master Hong sighed and said with some pity: "The bathing building is called Hongwei Building. It is considered a treasure in Beijing in terms of architectural scale and style. You can see it just from the name. It's a pity that Hongwei Building was attacked by an evil spirit. Most of the buildings that were damaged have not been repaired, which is a pity.”

"Zhou Li, why are you so hard?"

Tang Wan, who was leaning on Zhou Li to try to relieve his motion sickness, frowned, squeezed Zhou Li's shoulder, and added, "I said you are tough."

"fine."

Zhou Li coughed, covering up his momentary lapse, "I thought of something happy."

After casually throwing Tang Wan back into Zhu Qianyun's arms, Zhou Li looked at the receding scenery outside the window and said with emotion: "The rich people in Beijing deserve their reputation."

"pity."

Sighing, Master Cen said with regret: "Shangjing was originally just a small border town. It was County Magistrate Bai Hongbai who changed his mind and diverted soil to build roads, which allowed Shangjing to develop well. It's a pity that Magistrate Bai didn't know who he offended. He was actually transferred to Dali Temple in the capital, and there is still no news about him until now."

Zhou Li scratched his head and chose not to speak.

"Weird things have happened one after another in Beijing recently."

Master Hong touched his chin and said a little strangely: "I don't know what happened to Lingjiu Mountain a few days ago. There was an extra secret realm. Everyone said that there was a brothel in the secret realm. The students of Taixue went hiking every day and couldn't stop them. , but I went there a few days ago and found nothing, which was strange."

"Yeah, that's weird."

Zhuge Qing glanced at Zhou Li, his beautiful eyes full of narrowing. (End of chapter)