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Chapter 6 Dead City

The next morning, I embarked on a trip to the south, stood on the boat, looking at the gradually moving away from the capital, and still hadn't said anything to my junior sister for a long time.

"Senior Brother, do you want to rest for a while?" You Xianran couldn't help but persuade her when she saw that she had not rested as soon as she got on the boat.

"It's nothing, but Master said that the South is an ancient country, and the cultural differences are different from those of Daliang, but this red bean doesn't know what it means." I expressed my confusion in my heart, and looked at the rising mist, and my heart seemed to be covered.

"Isn't Hongdou bean?" Xianran touched his chin in confusion.

"Hongdou, maybe it's a girl." I held the fan that You Chen gave me before leaving. The fan was painted with a picture of a beauty with a light. I couldn't see the beauty, but I could only see the misty red gauze.

"That must be a beauty."

"It should be."

The boat swayed across the water, quickly passed through the mountains, and stopped in Fuliu Town. Xianran choked me casually for lunch and continued on the way until the third day when we arrived in the southern country.

There is still a big difference between the southern country and the painting. Compared to the picture of the southern country and the country hanging in Youchen’s study, the elegance and comfort in the painting are not the same as the feeling that this southern country gives me.

"Brother, how can I find Lancheng? Can you point to the place to go?" I grabbed a passing man and inquired.

"Lancheng? I have never heard of it, but this southern country has always been a contact between the two routes of the north and the south. It is the first time I have come here, and I have never heard of Lancheng." The man's accent was mixed with some local accent, but I couldn't tell where it was, but I remember You Chen mentioned that the southern people spoke like steamed glutinous rice, soft and gentle. Then the passing guy was really not from the southern people.

"Okay!" I nodded, preparing to pull the junior sister to continue inquiring.

But just as soon as he walked, the man shouted, "Brother, there are very few locals in the South here. If you want to ask for directions, go find the inn owner!"

"Thank you, brother." I turned around and bowed and thanked.

However, it was already sunset when I found the inn. I didn’t expect that the shops along the road sold only souvenirs or restaurants to inquire, and there was no useful news. Many people have come here to open some small shops in recent years, and after making enough money, they left.

Such a large southern country is like a wharf, traveling through and passing by, and passing by is just a matter of time. It’s just that time hasn’t come.

Nanling Inn is the only old store, and it is also the owner of this street. Almost all you have to pay the money here if you want to open a store. So we can only ask this store when we are going to Lancheng.

The inn's boss is a woman with charm, with a charming look between her eyebrows and eyes. The junior sister pulled my clothes and said secretly: "She doesn't seem to be a serious person."

"It has nothing to do with us or not, so there is no need to comment." This sentence was taught by the eldest brother to Song Qi, and I just repeated it in person.

"Yes, Xianran remembered it." The young junior sister nodded, serious.

"Open one for me." I put the silver on the counter.

"Oh, it's still to the mandarin duck." The boss's voice was as sticky as honey, with the shyness of a woman, which made me feel a little embarrassed.

"Yes! Take her to see somewhere else." I held the little junior sister's hand and smiled happily.

The junior sister also knew how to cooperate and looked at the boss lady shyly.

"Fugui, take two guests upstairs." The proprietress's face changed, and she waved the purple gauze in her hand and shouted.

"Yes, two guests, please come upstairs." The waiter named Fugui led me and my junior sister upstairs.

"I wonder if the waiter knows where Lancheng is?" I stopped the waiter who was about to leave and asked.

"..." The waiter was stunned and looked at me strangely, and then said after a moment: "Lancheng is a dead city, and Young Master Wang gave up the idea of ​​going out for a trip."
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