Chapter 145: A dog who licks you will not die well
"Take me as blind? How dare you use such a trick to fool people!"
Feng Qing'an kicked the sour-smelling rags into a pile of rotten vegetables and leaves, then left without looking back, even though in his eyes, the shoe was actually a white boot with cloud pattern that exuded a pure and spiritual aura.
Even if this pair of broken boots is a treasure, it is something that people wear on their feet. It is too shabby that he is too lazy to pick it up. Besides, there is only one pair, so the garbage dump in the vegetable market is its final destination.
The old man who was standing on the stone bridge and ordering him around just now had two looks in his eyes . One was probably the poor old man he wanted him to see, and the other was the immortal-looking Yuyi Zhenren.
Feng Qing'an knew that this was an opportunity that had come to him, but he really despised the way the opportunity was obtained. He would not indulge the old man, as it was too cruel.
Although there are many people in this world who are willing to be tested by this old man and obtain the long-desired fate of immortality, he is definitely not one of them.
"Pooh!"
Feng Qing'an turned around and went back to the restaurant. Since he had passed the county exam, he should now prepare to go to Jiangyang City to take part in the prefectural exam. Only after passing the prefectural exam would he have a reputation and be considered a student.
This time, no matter how reluctant his parents were, they couldn't accompany him, because there was still more than a month before the provincial examination. It was impossible for the couple to drop everything and stay with him all the time. Besides, there was no need, because he was not a babbling baby who needed someone to support him.
"An, I have found an escort agency for you. You can rest assured on your journey. Even if you encounter wolves, tigers and leopards, don't worry. The escorts of Jiangyuan Escort Agency are all first-class experts. Even the fierce tigers in the mountains will only be left with tiger skins if they encounter them!"
Feng Qing'an felt helpless. Parents who love their children will plan for them in the long run. At this moment, he truly felt that his parents were doing the best they could within the scope of their abilities, even though it was of no use to him.
In fact, even if he was really an ordinary child, his parents' behavior was useless and a waste of money, because when he went out and left the village.
Feng Qing'an had already noticed that there was always a group of people following him, and as expected, this group of people should have had indirect contact with him.
Without staying in the county town for too long, Feng Qing'an set off for the provincial capital under the protection of a group of the most prestigious bodyguards in the county. Accompanying him was a group of scholars who had also passed the exam and were also going to take part in the provincial examination.
When Feng Qing'an set out, they shamelessly came up to him. After all, it was a matter of life and death , so they didn't mind sacrificing their dignity. Taking the exam was not only a test of physical strength and fitness, but sometimes it also tested luck.
No matter which year's imperial examination was held, there were always candidates who died on the way to the examination due to various accidents. Outside the towns and far away from human habitation, there were only desolate mountains and wilderness everywhere.
It is not surprising to encounter tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves, and there are also many people who encounter mountain spirits and ghosts. If you are lucky, you can brag about your love affairs for half your life by losing some yang energy. If you are unlucky, you can only be buried in the wilderness.
Therefore, when they knew that Feng Qing'an's father had hired a group of highly skilled bodyguards to protect him, even the candidates who had only met him once shamelessly followed him.
Not everyone is rich enough to be so generous as to hire bodyguards for protection. Many students are poor and have to spend all their money to pay for the travel expenses to take the imperial examinations.
When Feng Qing'an left Yongning County, a ragged old man with a gloomy face was standing in front of a smelly garbage dump , and behind him stood a fortune-telling Taoist priest who was laughing heartily.
"Kizaru-kun, quickly dig out your Cloud-Climbing Shoes. If you keep them buried for a few more days, they will become useless!"
"You bastard!"
The old man cursed angrily, and then the rotten vegetable leaves in front of him exploded, and a white boot with cloud patterns flew out and landed on the old man's foot, which was only covered with white socks.
"I'm so angry!"
Kizaru looked down at the Cloud-Climbing Shoes on his feet. Although they looked the same, the aura of one of them was obviously much dimmer and was tainted by foul air. It would take some time to recover.
"Be content. I think that young man showed mercy by not kicking your boots into the cesspool."
The fortune-teller Taoist priest was still laughing.
"Where has this brat gone? I want to see how long he can be so arrogant. I can't do anything to him. In the Great Jin Dynasty, there are many real people everywhere, and even human immortals can be seen everywhere. I don't believe that no one can control him."
Mr. Kizaru glared at his unworthy friend and became angrier the more he thought about it. He planned to leave the county. After all, all the talented people who had been nurtured here had already left, and there was really nothing worth their staying here.
"That young master is naturally going to Jiangyang Mansion. Do you still want to follow him?"
"I am in a state of depression and pent-up anger. I must see this brat get beaten up once with my own eyes!"
"Okay, since you want to join in the fun, then I'll join in too. I'll go with you!"
"Then stop laughing. You've been laughing at me for two days. Aren't you laughing enough?"
Kizaru had a blank expression on his face.
"It's only two days, but I plan to laugh for two decades!"
"Cang Songzi, if you laugh at me again, I will sever my ties with you today!"
"Okay, Mr. Kizaru, don't be upset. This is my fault. I promise you that I will never laugh at you in person again!"
The fortune-teller Taoist priest suddenly frowned and looked serious.
"Not a joke to your face? What do you mean?"
"It would be too boring if only you and I knew about this. We, as good friends, should know about it."
"Thief, take my sword!"
Huang Yuangong was furious, but the fortune-teller had already flown away towards the city gate with a puff of green smoke, and Huang Yuangong took advantage of the wind and chased after him.
"Sir, do you want to take a break?"
In the carriage, Feng Qing'an, who had been bumpy all the way, heard the respectful greetings coming from outside the carriage. Feng Qing'an, who had not yet adapted to the bumpy ride, naturally would not be polite.
"Stop and rest for a while!"
"yes."
Immediately, this team of more than a hundred people stopped. When Feng Qingan got off the car, he immediately saw a group of scholars and students sitting or lying on the ground, massaging their legs to relieve the pain.
"Young Master!"
Before Feng Qing'an sat down, someone had already prepared a clean place for him to sit, with clean water, preserved fruits and dried meat. It was a world of difference compared to the group of scholars and students who had followed him on foot all the way.
"It's really unfair. He sat in the carriage all the way, but when he got off, he could drink water and eat meat, while we had a hard time walking and couldn't even drink a sip of water!"
When the scholars saw that Feng Qing'an was treated so differently from them, they immediately lowered their heads and muttered to themselves.
"If you are willing to pay three hundred taels of silver, I can give you this seat and get off the car and walk!"
Feng Qingan, who still had a piece of preserved fruit in his mouth, looked at the student who was complaining and laughed out loud,
"To be honest, it's really uncomfortable to sit in a car. I'd rather walk to the city!"
"I……"
The student had never expected that his complaints would be heard by the real person. His face turned pale, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his body trembled uncontrollably. The students near him kept their distance from him as if to avoid suspicion.
"Sir, do you want to drive this ungrateful person away?"
Immediately, a burly escort stepped forward to ask, looking at the student with a face full of fear, with undisguised disgust in his eyes.
I've already done a good job of letting you follow me, ensuring a safe journey, and not charging you a penny. Why are you still complaining about injustice? You've forgotten your principles when you see profit, and you still dare to complain.
"It's just a casual remark, no need."
Feng Qing'an glanced at the student. This guy was finished when he opened his mouth to speak. What happened today would definitely get out. Forget about the imperial examination. If he really knew what was good for him, he would go home as soon as possible.
The most important thing for a scholar is reputation. If he has a good reputation, he can get by anywhere even if he is a commoner. If his reputation is ruined, forget about anything and just go back to where he came from.
"My brother was just like you back then. No one knew him at first, but he walked thousands of miles, won battle after battle, and became famous all over the world."
The young man stood up, looked at the tired-looking scholars in front of him, and talked about his brother. When he mentioned this rare top scholar in the imperial examination, all the scholars became perked up and excited.
But I don’t know how many scholars from poor families take this as a goal and use it to encourage themselves: no one cares about your hard work for ten years, but once you become famous, the whole world will know you.
"Captain Xu!"
Feng Qing'an called the head of the escort agency, and the top-notch fighter who was said to have great potential did not dare to neglect Feng Qing'an's call.
"You guys are pressed for time, right? If not, do you mind if I get off the bus and walk?"
"Mr. Feng, what are you doing?"
The escort leader couldn't understand why the man chose to walk instead of taking the carriage. What was he doing?
"My brother walked to the capital step by step in the same way. I want to walk the same path my brother walked!"
Feng Qing'an was too lazy to stay in the carriage, so he found a legitimate reason that no one could find fault with.
He has the divine body of Kun, his feet are on the ground, his strength is undiminished, and he doesn't feel tired at all. If his father hadn't been so concerned about him, he would have crossed the mountains and rivers and headed straight to the provincial capital, and there would be no need to bring such a large group of burdens with him. However, this is only temporary. After taking part in the provincial examination, he will get rid of all these guys.
"This... please do as you please!"
In the eyes of the escorts, it was natural that this young noble was just making trouble for no reason. However, they had seen this before. However, Feng Qingan's words just now had a different meaning to the ears of the scholars.
"The first place in Feng's case is really going to follow his brother's example and produce another top scholar who will pass the sixth place in the imperial examination!"
"It's too early to say this, but Feng An Shou does have the ambition to be the top scholar!"
Feng Qing'an naturally didn't care about what others thought of him. He just walked all the way until the evening without ever complaining of being tired. Instead, he was full of energy, forming a sharp contrast with the other scholars who were limp or even lying on the ground unwilling to get up.
So much so that the eyes of the escorts looked at him with drastically changed, wondering if he had practiced some kind of advanced internal skills, because the escort leader found that the breathing of this seemingly weak young man did not change from beginning to end, and his strength was incredibly long.
Dusk fell. As the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, there was no sign of rain, so the escorts chose a slightly empty valley, camped there, lit a bonfire, and were alert to the wild animals that came out to look for food at night in the mountains. However, their worries were unnecessary.
Because the white wolf always follows Feng Qing'an, the aura it emits is enough to scare away all the beasts in the mountains and make them dare not approach.
By midnight, the yin energy became increasingly cold. The escorts on night watch watched over the campfire with their eyes as sharp as torches, alert to possible risks that might arise at night.
Unfortunately, no matter how vigilant they were, they were ultimately just mortals who had learned martial arts and had not truly set foot on the path of martial arts. So when darkness fell, they had no power to resist and fell into a coma.
Woof!
In the darkness that enveloped the entire campsite, a black wolf with eyes as bright as the morning stars rushed out, rushed to the smiling boy, and kept nudging its big furry head against his body.
"Okay, I know you miss me, but you'll be traveling with me from now on, so go meet your Xiaobai!"
Feng Qing'an put his palm on Heishan's dog's head, rubbed it hard twice, and then pushed it away mercilessly. However, Heishan was not angry, because it saw a very familiar white shadow, and without hesitation, it spread its feet and rushed over.
"Your trip really made quite a fuss, with so many people following you!"
Under Feng Qing'an's expectant gaze, Dong Huang, who was about seven feet tall, emerged from the darkness, and his narrow and long phoenix eyes glanced in the direction where Feng Qing'an was coming from.
"Are you talking about the group of people around me? They should be sent by the princess who may or may not become my sister-in-law. Let them be!"
Feng Qingan didn't take it seriously. He rubbed his hands expectantly and stared at Dong Huang.
"I remember you said you would give me a treasure before I take the provincial examination. What is it?"
Donghuang did not say anything, but just opened her palm. A golden dragon with complete scales and armor, every detail visible, lifelike, was lying on her palm, motionless, as if it was asleep.
"What's this?"
Looking at the golden dragon in Donghuang's palm, Feng Qing'an was also stunned. He looked at it carefully for a long time and found that this thing had no life at all. It was completely a dead object.
"I once had a dragon ghost under my command. It was quite good and loyal to me. I did not investigate it. But not long ago, this ghost betrayed me. I killed it and it left behind a remnant soul.
With the help of a remnant soul, I found its corpse from its previous life, which happened to fall into the netherworld. These days, I have been removing the evil spirit from its corpse, peeling off its scales and dragon bones, and practicing this thing!"
Dong Huang calmly explained to Feng Qing'an the origin of the golden dragon in his palm. Feng Qing'an looked at it carefully and found that the dragon only had four toes. It could not be called a dragon, but just a golden dragon.
"So this is it?"
"A set of dragon armor can temporarily protect you until I arrive."
