Xuanxia

Chapter 19 Perfecting the Character
In the dimly lit Miao village, Fu Qingzhou walked in front with a gloomy face, and Tang Jiao, holding a lantern, timidly followed him about two steps behind.

"Don't take off your clothes in front of me anymore."

Fu Qingzhou said with a curled lip without even turning his head.

Tang Jiao lowered her head and stammered, "I am already yours..."

"I haven't agreed to let you follow me yet." Fu Qingzhou said calmly: "Also, don't call me sir, and don't call yourself concubine. I feel uncomfortable listening to it."

Adults are fine...

As an old man who has lived two lives and considers himself to be at least 30 or 40 years old, he feels really guilty when he sees an underage person calling herself a concubine.

"Then, then how should I call you?" Tang Jiao was stunned.

Fu Qingzhou laughed dryly: "Just call me big brother, as for how to call yourself? Does the word 'I' burn your lips?"

Tang Jiao lowered her head slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then gently called out "Brother".

Fu Qingzhou seemed not to look back, but in fact he was always paying attention to her reaction.

He wanted to see whether Tang Jiao was a tenant farmer living at the foot of the mountain.

According to her, although she was once a young lady in Beijing, she had also lived here for two or three years, doing farm work and working in the rice fields.

When he was in the house before, he noticed Tang Jiao's hands. There were calluses on her palms and fingertips, but he was not sure whether they were caused by martial arts training or farming.

When she walked outside at this time, her steps were steady and not light, which was indeed consistent with the walking habits of someone who had been working in the slippery rice fields for a long time.

After wandering around the village for a long time, Fu Qingzhou also paid attention to many details.

Tang Jiao was not familiar with the road layout inside Wandu Mountain, especially when she was approaching some disciples' rooms and poison refining rooms. At first, she showed a confused and indifferent attitude, as if she didn't know where this was. But after she knew it, she clearly felt a sense of fear and terror, and subconsciously did not dare to get close.

Similarly, when she saw Miao people on the road, she would obviously avoid them.

Fu Qingzhou had a rough idea in his mind, and found an excuse that "he wanted to eat some authentic Miao snacks". He sent her to the ordinary Miao village at the foot of Wandu Mountain to get some food for him, saying that he was going to meet the elder of Wandu Mountain.

But in fact, he had been hiding on the edge of a cliff, using his extreme vision after opening his pupils to secretly observe Tang Jiao.

"Why are you so tired?"

The smoker asked irritably, "If you suspect her, why don't you just drive her away?"

Fu Qingzhou was too lazy to pay attention to it and just looked at it silently.

After going down the mountain and entering the ordinary Miao village, Tang Jiao was still not very familiar with the road and often had to look back and forth at the forks in the road. However, it seemed that she was getting smoother and smoother, and finally she became familiar with it when she approached a small area near the edge of the village.

She even deliberately extinguished the lantern and walked in the dark.

Finally, she avoided the idle Miao farmers who were hanging around nearby, unlocked a small house, and went in.

Not long after, she came out of the house again, carefully holding a food box in her hand, and hurried back towards the mountain.

"It seems that what Tang Jiao said is true."

Fu Qingzhou smiled.

Because she was bullied and excluded, she only moved around her home and knew how to get there even when the lights were off. There were many Miao men near her home who coveted her beauty, so she didn't want to be discovered and deliberately turned off the lights.

Combined with her previous performance, Fu Qingzhou basically judged that what Tang Jiao said was true. If all this was acting, then her acting skills were not only natural, but had reached the point of changing her personality... How long had he been a "Mingjian Pavilion spy"? How could Wandushan find a girl with such abnormal acting skills to plot against him in such a short time?
It takes time to make up a lie, and then practice acting skills based on the lie. He doesn't believe that anyone can do this.

What's more, the Smoker has personally confirmed that Tang Jiao has not yet developed any martial arts skills, but she has strengthened her muscles and bones when she was young, so she should have some basic skills.

"Big, big brother!"

Not long after, Tang Jiao met Fu Qingzhou at the mountain gate. She was sweating profusely, and her cheeks were red from climbing the mountain. She kept changing her hands to hold the lunch box along the way, and she was obviously a little tired.

"Didn't you go to see the elder? I wanted to wait for you at your place." When she used normal words, her speech became smooth.

Fu Qingzhou smiled at her and took the lunch box: "Let's go and eat together."

His attitude was cold and indifferent before, but he suddenly became enthusiastic, which made Tang Jiao feel a little uncomfortable.

After returning to her residence, Tang Jiao took out the rough and ugly cakes from the food box, looking a little embarrassed: "Brother, these are all I have..."

Fu Qingzhou smiled, picked up one, and asked while eating: "Do you really want to go with me?"

"Yeah...I thought about it."

Tang Jiao kneaded the corner of her clothes and bowed her head and said, "I am not living well here. My Lord, you are of an extraordinary status. I don't ask for anything. I just want to go back to the capital to burn incense for my deceased father without worrying about being arrested and taken to the Jiaofang Bureau..."

Fu Qingzhou raised his head and looked at her deeply: "I'm not an adult."

"What?" Tang Jiao was stunned.

Fu Qingzhou said calmly: "I am not an elder in the capital, but you don't need to ask about my identity. You just need to know that I can take you away from here, and... I need your help."

"Help?" Tang Jiao was at a loss: "How can I help you?"

"You are from the capital."

Fu Qingzhou smiled slightly: "But I have never been to the capital. I want you to tell me everything you know about the capital."

No matter what he encounters next, no matter what kind of task Hua Xiaolan will arrange for him, at least for now he is playing the role of a young official in Beijing. If others ask him about relevant details, won't he be able to make them up?
Although Hua Xiaolan said that people in Wandu Mountain rarely go out, he doesn't believe that the entire sect is made up of country bumpkins who have lived in the mountains all their lives, so it is better to be prepared.

And this act of "frankly" revealing one's identity was also the last test, to see if these words would fall into the ears of the elders of Wandu Mountain.

Of course, he also had a trick up his sleeve. He didn't say that he wasn't from Mingjian Pavilion. He only said that he wasn't from the capital... If he was asked, he had his own trick up his sleeve.

After hearing what he said, Tang Jiao became obviously very nervous, but perhaps because of the familiarity of being a fellow Han Chinese, or perhaps because of the decisiveness of having no way out, she quickly made up her mind, slowly calmed down, and began to slowly tell him everything she knew.

The prosperous Baishi Street, the magnificent Imperial City, the respected Palm Sword Academy, the mysterious and terrifying Mingjian Pavilion, as well as Fanliu Mountain, Tianxin Lake, Jiulong Bridge and other favorite places for young masters and young ladies to go out...

Not to mention the restaurants at the Baishi Street, the cakes at Zhenxiu Pavilion, and her father's favorite Liangshan wine...

Although she was only about ten years old when she left Beijing, her eyes still light up when she talks about these places.

Fu Qingzhou listened silently, and had already perfected a set of settings for this identity in his mind.

As the night deepened, footsteps were heard outside the door.

"Master Fu."

Someone called out, "Elder Ma sent me to call you. We have found a clue to your curse."

(End of this chapter)