Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 917 If She Wills

The most lively night market street in Dongzhou.

Bagpipe held a red candy apple and said while licking it.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Xia Feng, you were actually killed by a general of the Yingwu family, whoa, whoa, whoa~"

Xia Feng bit a bunch of grilled squid and replied vaguely.

"Hoho, this is too amazing."

"It's amazing, you just died in such an inexplicable way~"

Xia Feng chewed until his mouth was full of oil.

"No, I mean this grilled squid is so delicious, it's amazing."

After speaking, he put the remaining half skewer into Feng Bao's mouth.

"Is it tasty?"

"Wang!"

To be honest, Xia Feng didn't know exactly what happened, but after thinking about it carefully, he could still draw some most likely conclusions.

Dongguo has been in a three-legged state all year round, and almost any major event that happens in the family may become a weight that affects the balance.

If he is Yamao Sakuratake, facing an assassin who has not been caught for nearly two months, then there are only two considerations.

One, this person had already been seriously injured, and he didn't know where he died.

Two, this person hid the eyes and ears of all the Yingwu family and escaped from Dongzhou.

According to his injuries at the time, the probability of the first case is far greater than the probability of the second, and if this matter continues, it will only embarrass the Sakura Takeshi family.

Therefore, Yingwu Shanxiong swallowed his anger and chose the method of maximizing benefits.

That is, he found a scapegoat on the surface.

He believes that, except for Sakuratake Yamao himself and the confidants who dealt with this matter, everyone really believes that "Zhang San" is dead.

Yes, "he" is dead, but he is still alive, the world is so wonderful.

The one who died was Zhang San, and the one who lived was Xia Feng. From this moment on, even if he stood at the intersection of the night market and yelled "I am Zhang San!", there is a high probability that he would be treated as a psychopath.

No one can be 100% sure that he is "Zhang San", as long as everyone thinks he is dead, then he is really dead.

Of course, except for Yingwu Qianye who was the only one who had seen him.

But having said that, since Yingwu Shanxiong chose to suffer from this dumb loss, he will naturally not make progress.

From now on, each side of the road faces the sky, and no one owes anyone, so bye-bye.

The price of goods in Dongzhou Prefecture is very high, but no matter how high it is, it cannot be higher than the five stone gold in his hand.

In the bank, I exchanged a stone gold for 100 stone silver, and after a long walk, there were still 99 silver coins and a lot of copper coins left.

Bagpipe is obviously the first time to visit this kind of "rustic" night market. Although it is incomparable with Victoria's commercial street, it has a special style.

"Wow, Xia Feng, look at that, it's handmade marshmallows!"

"I saw it."

"Wow, look over there, goldfish, a lot of goldfish, shall we go fishing?"

"Farewell, it's good to let the little goldfish live a little longer."

"Humph."

Although Bagpipe is a soldier, but a woman is a woman after all, the original desire for shopping is still irresistible.

Of course, there are some things that Xia Feng thinks are necessary to buy, such as clothes.

The clothes prepared by Chang Teng and his wife are basically old things. Although they are not broken, most of them are summer clothes, and the close-fitting underwear also needs more washing.

Standing in the middle of the night market, Xia Feng handed some of the scattered coins to the bagpipes.

"How about this, you go shopping here first, buy something you like, I'll go and buy a map, and then see if I can find a carriage to Xichuan, we will meet at the goldfish stand just now in 40 minutes."

Bagpipes took the money.

"What about Fengbao?"

"Feng Bao will follow you. Just carry the things you bought on your back. Be careful not to buy too much, and you will exhaust Feng Bao."

"Know it."

After splitting up with Bagpipe, Xia Feng searched for shops selling travel goods along the road. He hoped to find an accurate map of the Eastern Kingdom, even if it was manually drawn by the caravan.

Now all the troubles are over, and his mood is very light.

The mentality at this moment is completely different from that in Victoria. There is no need to guard against the events prophesied in the distant mountains, and no longer need to worry about the threat of the empire.

There is no source stone processing business that is afraid of being exposed, and there is no political situation where every step is done. He only needs to put his vision in front of his eyes and think about the road under his feet. That's enough.

Everyone in Kuroba doesn't need him to worry. Although he has been away from Victoria for a long time, he knows that everyone must be doing well.

Nancy will definitely develop the Black Feather Chamber of Commerce and become the economic pillar of the empire. At the same time, she doesn't need to worry about any troubles, because her brother is the chief of the empire's military affairs.

Ifrit is sure to enjoy the barbecue every day, Dr. Kane and Hemer will definitely make the medical industry develop steadily, Mel can develop her technological products to the fullest, and Red Knife and La Gouzi can do whatever they want thing.

The black wings that once existed in the night no longer exist, and everyone can live in the sun openly and enjoy the rest of their lives.

Of course, although some things pretend not to care, the thoughts in my heart can't deceive myself.

Inadvertently, Xia Feng still misses his former companions, and he also knows that although there is a small figure that can easily forget others, he will never forget him no matter what.

When he stabilizes in Dongguo, he can also take over Guigui.

If she will.

Those good memories linger in my mind, walking in the bustling night market street, the face under Xia Feng's coir raincoat is always smiling.

This kind of smile was rarely shown by him in the past. It was a really relaxed and comfortable smile that let go of obsessions.

Passing by a shop, Xia Feng strode forward.

"Boss, do you have a map?"

"What map?"

"A map of Dongguo, or a thumbnail map of the route from Dongzhou to Xichuan is fine."

"There's no such thing."

"Farewell."

After visiting several stores in a row, Xia Feng finally found a fairly complete map in a grocery store.

Spread it out and take a look, generally there seems to be no problem.

"Boss, how much is this?"

The boss is a fat middle-aged man. He mixed a cigarette and said while propping his elbow on the counter.

"Little brother, you are a foreigner."

Xia Feng was too lazy to resist this routine, so he said it directly.

"Okay, I'm in a hurry, don't care if I'm a foreigner or not, just tell me how much it is."

"Tsk tsk, you have a good eye. This map of mine is from inside the Dahe Chamber of Commerce. If you look carefully, there are signs of each road and various routes on it."

Xia Feng raised his hand and interrupted the boss' boasting.

"Okay, okay, don't ink, just say how much it is."

The boss held out three fingers.

"I just like straightforward people, one price, 30 silver to take away."

"Fuck, robbery, I'm an outsider but I'm not an idiot, 30 silver can buy a cow."

The boss didn't expect Xia Feng to come here as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Who's cattle can be bought for 30 silver, and I will cover all the cows you have."

"Okay, don't ink, it's cheaper."

"Then how much did you say?"

Xia Feng counted 5 silver coins from his pocket and patted them on the counter.

"That's all. If you don't sell it, I'll go find it elsewhere."

At this moment, the boss pinched off the cigarette in an instant, and put the 5 silver coins into the money box with his plump palm like lightning.

"Hey, sell sell sell."

"This"

2 minute later.

Walking out of the grocery store with a broken map, Xia Feng cursed secretly.

"Damn, it's expensive again."

(End of this chapter)