Xiuxian: I have a dream space

Chapter 8
It was just dawn, and mist was rising all around.

Li Qingxuan walked less than a few hundred meters, and saw many people gathered from some small roads to the official road, heading south together.

There are dwarfs carrying loads, old men carrying firewood, and old women carrying vegetable baskets.
These people should be the surrounding villagers, and they went to the county early to discuss life.

Seeing a lot of people, Li Qingxuan felt relieved, did not hide, and walked silently on the side of the road alone.

The rest of the pedestrians passed by him, although they would cast surprised eyes, but no one came over to strike up a conversation, and no one cared how he came out alone at such a young age.

The farther south you go, the more pedestrians are on the official road, and there are many more fields on both sides of the road, but there are no crops.

Li Qingxuan knew that Nanzhou County should be not far ahead, so he was not in a hurry, and his body was sore and his feet were injured, so he walked very slowly.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

A donkey cart with a large bucket appeared on the official road in front of him from the corner of the trail ahead.

Even at a distance of four or five meters, the stench from the donkey cart could be smelled, which caused pedestrians around to frown and stay away from the donkey cart that appeared.

Li Qingxuan quickened his pace to catch up.

The driver was an old man, and there was a five or six-year-old child sitting beside him. They should be a pair of grandparents. The two were talking and laughing, and looked friendly.

He wanted to hitch a ride and ask for directions, and the other party would probably not refuse. With so many pedestrians around, he didn't have to worry too much about his safety.

Nearly 40 years of experience in his previous life let him know that this combination has a high probability of being kind.

The donkey cart was not fast, and Li Qingxuan quickly chased after him with his short legs.

"Grandpa, grandpa."

Hearing the sound, the old man driving the cart stopped to chat with his grandson, looked to his side, and found a dark, unremarkable little doll looking at him, and subconsciously pulled the rope of the donkey cart to slow down.

"Baby, what's the matter?"

The young boy next to the old man also blinked and looked at Li Qingxuan curiously.

Li Qingxuan seemed a little shy, hesitated to speak, then seemed to muster up courage, and handed a dry biscuit to the old man: "Grandpa, my feet hurt when I walk, can you give me a ride."

"fetch you?"

The old man glanced at Li Qingxuan suspiciously, and then glanced around before realizing: "Baby, are you alone? Where are the adults at home?"

This world is not peaceful.

Such a small doll went out on his own, and he might have been abducted by a kidnapper.

Li Qingxuan spared his head: "Grandpa, my family has urgent matters to deal with. Because it is close to the county town, my parents don't worry about me, so let me go to the city to find my uncle. They will go to the city later."

As the saying goes, people become mature when they grow old.

When he said this, he also meant that he was not in trouble, and also implied that his home was nearby, and there were relatives in the city, so that the old man could feel at ease and show kindness.

Just pretending to be a child made Li Qingxuan, who was over 40 in his previous life, feel so awkward.

"That's it."

Seeing that Li Qingxuan spoke clearly and rationally, and indeed intelligent, the old man smiled and patted his side: "Okay, come up."

"Thank you grandpa."

Li Qingxuan nimbly climbed onto the donkey cart, and then handed the dry biscuits to the old man's grandson.

The old man and his grandson probably haven't eaten yet. Although he was a little shy, he took the dry biscuits that Li Qingxuan handed over and began to chew.

Seeing this, the old man looked at Li Qingxuan kindly: "It's okay, it's okay, it's four or five miles away, as long as you don't dislike my car that pulls Ye Laixiang with a strong smell."

"The doll is sitting still."

The old man shook the rope on his hand, and the pulling old donkey flicked its tail, and pulled the cart across the road again.

Li Qingxuan was worried that the old man would ask him something, so he took the initiative to ask: "Grandpa, are you familiar with the county?"

"Haha, I'm familiar with it. I've lived in the county seat for decades, old man. I shuttle back and forth every day. I couldn't be more familiar with it."

It turned out that the old man didn't go to the city to pull evening primroses, but sent them to the fields of some landlords to fertilize the fields. Now he is done with work and ready to go back.

Every day before dawn, he walked through the streets and alleys, collecting evening scents from house to house, and he was very familiar with Nanzhou County.

Under Li Qingxuan's intentional or unintentional guidance, the old man was very talkative and let him know a lot about Nanzhou County.

Although Nanzhou County is only a county, due to its location at the intersection of the north and the south, the business roads are flourishing, and many people have been brought together to support them.

Not counting travelers, the entire county has more than 7 households, more than 30 people, and there are more than 20 villages and towns below. In this era of low productivity, it is very prosperous.

However, it seems that because of the disaster in the north, life in the county is not as easy as before.

Four or five miles is not far.

Unknowingly, a somewhat quaint city wall appeared in sight.

The city wall is about three feet high, blue and black, engraved with three big characters, and there are two gates, one big and one small, at the bottom. Pedestrians go through the small gate, and cars and horses go through the gate. Under the scolding of the soldiers, the flow of not too many people is orderly .

"Boy, the county seat is here. Where does your uncle live? If you drop by, I'll take you there."

Near the city gate, the old man pulled the donkey cart slowly and turned to look at Li Qingxuan.

Li Qingxuan pretended to recall: "My father said that my uncle was working in the Yingchun Tower, and told me to go to the Yingchun Tower to find him."

"Yingchun Building?"

When the old man heard this, fear flashed in his eyes, he smiled a little stiffly, and stopped talking, let alone sending Li Qingxuan there.

Li Qingxuan's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that there is something wrong with the place where Li has been doing things all his life?
He hadn't entered the city yet, so he didn't want to make trouble, so he quickly pretended not to notice the old man's abnormality: "That's right, my uncle is working as a cook with someone else there. By the way, old man, is that a restaurant?"

"Forget it."

When the old man heard that he was just a cook, he looked a little better, and nodded perfunctorily: "Baby, I won't take the way there, but Yingchun Building is just a few blocks away from the North Gate, and you can go there by yourself later."

After finishing speaking, he pretended to concentrate on driving the donkey cart, and stopped talking.

Li Qingxuan had no choice but to put his doubts in his heart, and turned his head to tease the old man's grandson.

The old man was very familiar with the gatekeepers. Although he looked at Li Qingxuan, he didn't ask any questions and let them enter the city.

After entering the city, Li Qingxuan was let down at a street corner.

"Baby, you go straight here. After three intersections, you can see a very large courtyard building with many windows in it. There is the Yingchun Building."

After the old man finished speaking, he hurriedly drove the donkey cart to the left next to the city wall, as if he didn't want to get involved with Yingchun Tower at all.

Looking at the back of the donkey cart going away, Li Qingxuan sighed: "Could it be that this Yingchun Tower is not a dragon's lake or a tiger's lair, which makes people so afraid?"

No matter what, Li Yisheng is the only clan member who knows the location of his predecessor, and he is also his uncle in this body.

It was impossible for him not to touch.

Li Qingxuan looked at the not-so-busy street, and walked in the direction pointed by the old man.

(End of this chapter)