Chapter 142: Can't Enter the City!

  "Hmph, crushed to dust? That's letting him off easy!" The old man let out another cold snort.

  "Stop talking, whether he's dead or alive, we must find the treasure back, it would be bad if others discover it." The old lady said.

  "Girl, don't be in such a hurry, there are very few people who come up this mountain!"

  The young man smiled, and suddenly a pungent smell wafted from the valley, making all three of them cough lightly. The young man looked ahead and was shocked, "Dad, Mom, look!"

  The old man and woman looked ahead, only to see thick smoke billowing out from the bend in front of them, as if something was burning.

  That's smoke, not fog!

  Because the smell was very pungent, and there was also a scent of roasted meat mixed in, the three people's hearts skipped a beat at the same time, and they immediately rushed towards that corner.

  "It was that man in black just now!"

  Looking at the ashes in front of him that had been reduced to a mere outline of a human figure, the old man's face was as gloomy as death.

  "Find that treasure quickly!"

  The old woman let out a strange cry and directly stretched her hand into that pile of scorching hot ashes to search.

  "Mother, stop looking, it's so high up there, the treasure might have been smashed to pieces!" The young man looked up.

  "Even if you break your neck, that vase won't shatter!" The young man's words had barely fallen when he was immediately rebuked by the old man.

  The young man was apparently very afraid of the old man, and when he saw the old man get angry, he hastily lowered his head. It was in that instant of lowering his head that the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of something.

  "Dad, look quickly!" The young man pointed at the ground and said excitedly.

  The old man looked down, a face that was already frightening enough suddenly became even more terrifying. The ground was relatively damp due to the perpetual mist on the mountain, and at this moment, there were many footprints on this rarely visited road surface. Some of them should have been their own, but after careful identification, it turned out that there were two sets of footprints that had absolutely nothing to do with them.

  Two rows of footprints, one deep and one shallow. The deeper one should be a horse's hoof print, the shallower one is human footprint! They extend all the way down to the direction of Mount Tai.

  "The footprints are still fresh, someone must have just passed by here, the treasure must have been taken away!" The old woman dug in the ashes for half a day but didn't find the so-called treasure, her voice suddenly became somewhat cold.

  "He's gone to Pingyang City, I should still be able to catch up!" The old man had a ferocious look on his face, his fists clenched tightly, like a wild wolf ready to pounce on its prey.

  "Go ahead, I'd like to see what kind of person is so bold as to steal from us, the two immortals!" The old woman said coldly.

  "Seize him and kill him!" The cripple's face was full of ferocity.

  The battle song was on their bodies, and all three of them performed a body technique, following the footprints to chase after.

  ——

  Pingyao Ancient City!

  Located on the border of Xia Liang and Da Liang countries, separated by a mountain from Da Liang country, to the east is a vast endless swamp, which is the sphere of influence of Bing Yi. It can be said that Pingyang City is a strategic pass for Xia State, and the imperial court has stationed heavy troops here.

  A young man walked slowly along the road, leading a horse, under the slanting sunlight of dusk. The man and the horse, as well as a bird on his shoulder, cast long shadows on the ground.

  "Halt!"

  Xiao Yunben was still admiring the tall city walls of Pingyang City when he suddenly heard a loud shout, which startled him. He looked down to see a middle-aged man dressed as a military officer, with a sturdy build and an unfriendly face staring at Xiao Yun. Behind him stood two small soldiers, both with their hands on the handles of their waist knives.

  "A few seniors, I come from Da Liang country and want to enter the city!" Xiao Yun immediately bowed his hands to the officer and smiled proudly.

  The officer, upon hearing this, immediately said, "Do you have a travel permit?"

  "Passage permit?" Xiao Yun was slightly taken aback by his words.

  Judging from Xiao Yun's expression, he knew that he definitely didn't have a pass, and looking at Xiao Yun's attire which was like that of a savage, he couldn't help but have some doubts about his identity.

  "No entry permit, no entry into the city!" The officer looked at Xiao Yun with a proud face, his eyes filled with caution.

  From Liang Guo to Xia Guo, it's no different from Shao Yun's previous life abroad. The pass is equivalent to a passport, issued by the government office. Every time you enter a country, you need to stamp the national seal, otherwise, it's considered smuggling, and if caught, it's a serious crime. These people looked at Shao Yun's shabby clothes and obviously took him for a smuggler.

  This problem made Xiao Yun feel a bit overwhelmed, he never thought that entering the city would require a pass, let alone knowing that he had followed that demon eagle to Da Leng country, and he was not a citizen of Da Leng country, so it was impossible for him to obtain a pass in Da Leng country.

  Now being blocked at the city gate, both sides have become black households, this time it's really difficult. In this era, although no one will come to check the household registration, Xiao Yun is eager to return to Boya Mountain, if he can't pass Pingyang Pass, how can he go back?

  "This big brother, actually I am a Xia country person, because of some unexpected events, went to Liang country, and don't know how to handle the customs documents. You see, can you make an exception?" Xiao Yun smiled awkwardly at the military officer-like gatekeeper.

  "Huh?" The officer was taken aback, staring at Xiao Yun for a long time, his eyes filled with suspicion. "You're from the Xia Kingdom? What's your name?"

  "In the lower Xiao Yun, for Yunzhou Bo Ya Shan disciple!" Xiao Yun cupped his hands and said.

  "Boya Mountain?" The officer looked up and down at Xiao Yun, "You look like a refined person, why are you dressed like a savage!"

  "It's hard to say!" Xiao Yun nodded repeatedly, listening to his tone, this officer seemed to have loosened up a bit, maybe there was some room for maneuver.

  The officer poured another basin of cold water on Xiao Yun, "However, without a pass, we still can't let you go, this is the regulation from above!"

  Xiao Yun listened, took out two bright and shiny medium-grade spirit crystals from the storage bag, and quietly handed them over, "A little something, big brother, just to make things convenient!"

  It is said that money can make a ghost grind, and although Xiao Yun was deeply ashamed of such a blatant act of bribery, he had no choice but to do so in order to pass through smoothly; otherwise, it would take a lot of effort to enter the Xia Kingdom from other places.

  The roads leading to the city are heavily guarded by strong troops, among whom there are many masters. Xiao Yun does not think he can force his way through, and even in this peaceful Pingyang City, it is said that there is a Lord of Pingyang who has reached the middle stage of Leshan's power to suppress him. Although Xiao Yun has some confidence in his own strength, when facing Leshan, even if he were a music master, he would only be crushed.

  When the soldiers behind the officer saw the two bright stones in Xiao Yun's hand, their eyes also lit up. These border guards were mostly ordinary people, and only the officer had the initial stage of Le Tong's realm. Who had seen a medium-grade spirit crystal? The officer's eyes rolled around, and he was also tempted.

  Ordinary people only use gold and silver, while Lingjing is used by musicians. Such a good piece of Lingjing, with their salaries, they probably can't afford it in their lifetime, how can they not be tempted when they see it?

  "Hum, you actually think you can bribe me? Get out of here quickly, otherwise I'll kill you on the spot!"

  The result was far from what Xiao Yun had imagined. The officer's face suddenly turned gloomy, his expression stern, and he directly rebuked Xiao Yun, the sound of his sword being drawn halfway out of its scabbard ringing out.

  "Huh?"

  This man looks honest, but unexpectedly his character is also so stubborn. Xiao Yun's face was stagnant for a moment, and he could only put away the Ling crystal, leading the horse to turn around and leave. Without a pass, they couldn't enter through normal channels, it seems they can only try other methods now.

  Watching Xiao Yun leave, Wang Wei felt a pang of heartache. That was a spiritual crystal, and judging by its quality, it was at least a mid-grade spiritual crystal. He had been guarding the city gate for a year, and his salary was only two low-grade spiritual crystals. To think that he had just let two mid-grade spiritual crystals slip away like that - what a waste!

  Just at that moment, Wang Wei almost reached out to take the Ling crystal from Xiao Yun's hand, but at a critical moment, his eyes glanced over and saw someone coming out, so he quickly withdrew his hand and pushed Xiao Yun back.

  "Zhou Guanjia, you've come at just the right time!"

  Wang Wei's face, which had just been gloomy, was immediately filled with smiles. He led several gatekeeper soldiers to approach an old man in a magnificent robe who came out from the city, each of them wearing exaggerated expressions and forced smiles.