After spending five taels of silver, I asked for two upper rooms at the inn.
The place is close to the harbor, and when the wooden windows are opened, the salty sea breeze blows in. The clear porridge is made of japonica rice. On the table, there are crystal goose breasts, beef with sauce, more loofah scallops, sea cucumbers and other seafood dishes. From west to north, Lin Luoran's trip can be regarded as crossing the territory of Penglai, and he knows a lot about the prices in this place. Such a meal alone costs one tael of silver, and three taels of silver for food and lodging is not expensive.
More or less, it was also affected by the war. A good room so close to the port on weekdays must be more than this price. Lin Luoran picked up pickled melons that were finely chopped and sprinkled with sesame seeds. It was sour, salty and refreshing, with a bit of spiciness. Drinking it with porridge could suppress the astringency of the water.
Sang Ye is considered a down and out royal family at this time, and has a bumpy road, doing servant work every day, and is still very reserved when seeing big fish and big meat.
Lin Luoran didn't abuse the captives, and asked someone to bring hot water for Sang Ye to take a bath. He casually changed into the new clothes he bought from the inn boy, and he was that handsome Seventh Prince again.
"Now we can talk about Penglai Xianshan."
Lin Luoran brewed a cup of hot tea. The excellent Tieguanyin soup was golden in color and clear in taste. Sang Ye frowned after taking a sip.
"...I have never drunk this kind of tea." Sang Ye put down the teacup and made a conclusion:
"You are not from Penglai."
Lin Luoran didn't nod or deny it, "You've been looking for Xianshan these years, so you haven't gained anything, right?"
Sang Ye shook the teacup, "Take you to find Penglai, what's the benefit of my prince?"
Lin Luoran frowned slightly, and the Seventh Prince put on airs again. Sure enough, some people can't eat good food and wear good clothes, right? He was obviously quite honest when he was a coolie at sea.
A ray of sparks popped out from her fingertips, and rushed towards the teacup in Sang Ye's hand, Sang Ye threw down the teacup in a panic, the ray of fire engulfed the fine porcelain teacup, and even the cup and water evaporated under Sang Ye's eyelids!
"When necessary, I don't mind killing people. Not to mention the water in your words... If Qingluan's birthmark works, just cut off the flesh between the eyebrows. Don't test my bottom line."
After Lin Luoran finished speaking, she turned and left the guest room, and went to another room.
The horror in Sang Ye's eyes was uncertain, how could human fingers catch fire, and the flames were so powerful.
She is not a martial artist at all, but looks like... an immortal recorded in the old book I saw when I was young
Sang Ye touched a delicate tubular object from the hair bun, not sure whether to send a signal or not. He was able to return to the palace from the imperial mausoleum, and dared to use the garrison to rob and kill the caravan. Of course, he would not lack secret forces and supporters.
Even in Tianshui City in the extreme north, there are several hidden piles.
Sang Ye's hesitation at this time was not only because of Lin Luoran's strong strength, he suspected that this was also his chance to become a great leader. If it is possible to find Penglai Xianshan... It wouldn't be too difficult for her to do it with a little effort, right
Sang Ye's eyes flickered, and he still hid the iron pipe in his bun.
After practicing all night, Lin Luoran was refreshed when he opened the door. The temperature had not yet risen in the morning, the sea breeze was mild, and there was a shop selling hot chaos in Tianshui Port. The grain ship was unloading, and the boatmen had already worked for half a day, and eating a bowl of steaming chaos could relieve their fatigue for half a day.
Sang Ye thought about it all night, and finally decided to cooperate well.
The first thing he said to Lin Luoran was:
"We need to prepare dry food and drinking water."
Lin Luoran was eating a bowl of chaos with red oil and spicy peppers, nodded vaguely, and asked Sang Ye to have breakfast.
People in this continent don't eat chili peppers, Sang Ye only smells a spicy and strange aroma, looking at the bright red soup, he still chooses clear soup and chaos.
The two ate chaos, Lin Luoran gave the inn boy some money, and someone prepared food and drinking water for her—mainly for An Sangye's heart, not to mention that she had space in her hand, even if she didn't eat or drink, She, a cultivator of alchemy, can't starve to death.
"Where is that place?"
"It used to belong to the Penglai country, but it was occupied by the Ying country hundreds of years ago. It takes more than a month to travel by land, and it has to pass through the place where the two countries are at war. The water route is twice as fast, and it is easier to find there."
"Let's go by water then."
It takes more than a month to travel by land. The Penglai Kingdom used to be very large. Unfortunately, the descendants did not live up to it, and almost half of the country was destroyed.
Sang Ye had already said that he was going to go to sea, and the dry food that the boy at the inn found was wrapped in kraft paper, which was full of cakes and steamed buns that could last for a long time in the sweltering weather. There were also several bags of fresh water, all of which were packed in leather bags. Sang Ye seemed to have too little, so Lin Luoran asked him to pick them up by himself, and headed for the port.
He meant to find a big boat, but Lin Luoran ignored him, bought a small fishing boat, and followed the big merchant boat out to sea.
The Seventh Prince frowned, thinking of the storm that came at any time on the sea, how could this boat resist it
But now it's Lin Luoran who decides, and he didn't express his opinion. Thinking of her eating sea fish on the deck that day, wonder if Lin Luoran doesn't care about raw food
Or is it that immortals don't eat... Maybe, she is just a magician who knows how to make alchemy and can deceive eyes
When the boat reached a deserted place, Sang Ye saw an exquisite bone boat suddenly in Lin Luoran's hand.
It was an exquisite model about an inch long, and Sang Ye only saw the brilliance flash in Lin Luoran's hand, and the small bone boat swelled in the wind, becoming as big as the fishing boat they were on.
Sang Ye's pupils shrank. If the camp soldiers couldn't see the two of them before, and burning the cup with their fingers on fire was just a cover-up, what about this jade-like skeleton ship
It is impossible for her to carry such a large boat and hide it on her body.
Sang Ye's previous doubts have dissipated, Lin Luoran is either a monster or a fairy, I just don't know why she is looking for that fairy mountain
Lin Luoran was keenly aware that the arrogant seventh prince had become docile, so she tacitly dragged Sang Ye onto the bone boat, pinched Fajue, and the bone boat shot out like a beam of sword light, surfing in the vast sea.
Sang Ye was already dumbfounded.
The bone boat was extremely fast, and when it occasionally passed by a group of merchant ships, those merchant ships that were considered fast only left a glimpse out of the corner of their eyes.
It would have taken seven days to travel, but in less than a day, they saw the land they had passed.
This is because Lin Luoran needs to take into account the waterway, otherwise it will only be faster.
Departing from Tianshui Port in the morning and arriving in Yingguo in the evening, Sang Yi couldn't even think of this speed before. When he was eating pancakes at noon, Lin Luoran ate the steaming grilled fish, and added the red oily condiments from the morning, which was very fragrant.
She also conjured a watermelon out of thin air, and when she asked Sang Ye to eat it, he didn't do it.
—Who knows how this watermelon got here, Sang Ye still has a natural cautiousness.
Lin Luoran didn't point out, according to Sang Ye, she boarded the ship quietly near a port in Ying Kingdom.
Unlike the lushness of Tianshui Port, this new port area is not small, but it is a bit depressed. Lin Luoran was secretly surprised, when she heard her accent when she went to the inn on the shore street, she threw them out, like a god of plague.
In the end, the owner of a carriage and horse shop couldn't bear the temptation of spending money, so he arranged a shop for them.
The mules and horses of small vendors in the yard neighed, and the owner brought them steaming vermicelli soup.
The chariot shop is not like an inn. It was originally a place for small businessmen to rest when passing by. Everything is simple. Lin Luoran doesn't need to rest. As an ordinary person, Sang Ye has to sleep and eat, and she can't be picky.
Thinking of the depression in the city, she asked the shop owner. The middle-aged man was a little terrified, and told Lin Luoran that a plague had broken out in Yingguo, and it was spreading to the coastal cities, so the people in the city were very wary of outsiders.
Both Lin Luoran and Sang Ye were puzzled. Now that the plague broke out, the frontline battle is still so fierce