Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 139 Three Young Old Men Arrive in the Capital (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
In early March, the capital city was still chilly.

As the place where the country was supported and the heart of the entire dynasty, this place was the most central and prosperous city in the entire north.

The dock was bustling with people as workers loaded and unloaded goods transported by canal.

The chill of early spring was palpable; a slight gust of wind made pedestrians on the street shrink their necks.

Suddenly, a child pointed to the sky and shouted, "There's white smoke!"

The adult looked up and saw a gust of wind blowing, and a wisp of white smoke flew out from the opposite bank of the river, heading straight for the west of the city.

The father and son were very surprised to see that the white object was like a flowing cloud, drifting around the rooftops of varying heights and disappearing into the horizon.

The adult exclaimed in surprise, "Is this smoke? How strange, it looks a bit like a butterfly to me!"

The child asked innocently, "But Daddy, how can there be butterflies at night?"

"Yes!" the adult said suspiciously, "Besides, it's so cold, there's no way such a large flock of butterflies could have flown over here!"

"Could it be."

The adult's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly protected the child and ran away, leaving behind a message in the distance.

"Damn it, could it be a ghost?!"

White smoke drifted along the river in the city. After traveling about a mile, the arched bridge disappeared into the dark night. The lights on both banks were dim, and the prosperity was like a starry river.

After turning a corner, a bright and elegant two-story building came into view.

The exquisite little building, like a delicate beauty, stands gracefully in the cold wind. The light shining from the building contrasts with the bright lights and bustling crowds on the opposite bank, creating a harmonious blend of stillness and movement.

The white smoke seemed to let out a soft laugh before slowly disappearing into the small building.

The moon was hazy in the sky, and the stars twinkled.

Outside the window, the cold wind howled, but inside the building it was warm as spring, and flowers filled the building.

It's amazing to find so many blooming flowers at this time of year and to take such good care of them.

Besides the fact that the owner of this small building has a strong love for flowers.

More importantly, he was very rich.

For example, the painting hanging inside is "Passenger Boat Meets Hero on the River" by Li Cheng of the Song Dynasty. The burly man wearing a black and gold cloak is leaning on the railing and looking at the river, exuding a heroic spirit.

This one painting alone is worth a fortune.

Turning past the screen, one sees a white-clad gentleman, resembling a beautiful woman, sitting before a sandalwood table, gently stroking the soft petals and inhaling the exquisite fragrance of the flowers, as sweet as a lover's breath.

Although it was night, the room was warm, filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the young man was as handsome as jade.

Everything seemed peaceful and serene.

This person is not putting on an act, nor is he being pretentious.

He was truly filled with gratitude, thanking God for giving him such a wonderful life and allowing him to enjoy such a beautiful existence.

He is someone who can almost encompass all the beautiful words.

His name is Hua Manlou.

Although he was blind, he was the richest blind man in the world.

As the seventh young master of the Hua family in Jiangnan, it is perfectly normal for him to have a detached house in the capital city, the most difficult place in the world to "live," where he can smell flowers and drink wine every day.

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came.

A girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old, looking terrified, ran upstairs.

Hua Manlou turned around to face her.

This girl isn't particularly beautiful, but she has a pair of bright and lively big eyes.

Although Hua Manlou couldn't see her, he could probably hear her panting and rapid heartbeat.

The blind man asked softly, "Young lady, has something happened?"

The little girl was panting heavily and hurriedly said, "Someone is chasing me. Can I hide here?"

"can!"

Hua Manlou agreed without even thinking.

The downstairs door is always open, welcoming those in need.

Because he welcomes everyone who comes to him.

Dead silence.

This was a period of deathly silence.

Hua Manlou frowned, seemingly sensing the little girl's wide-open mouth and wide-eyed expression.

So he said softly, "Don't be afraid. Once you get here, you're safe."

The little girl blinked, and asked hesitantly, "You, is it safe here?"

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "It can't compare to the imperial palace, but I can guarantee that no one will kill anyone here."

"What if someone were here and you didn't know?"

"Who?" Hua Manlou paused, then pressed, "Is there someone else?"

The little girl pointed to the other side of the screen, to the white-robed man holding a book and turning the pages.

"Hey, there's a white robe over there!"

Hua Manlou looked in the direction the girl pointed, somewhat surprised and uncertain, then smiled and said, "So a friend has come to visit me. I apologize for my rudeness."

The young man's voice was clear and bright, carrying a spirited air: "You consider me a friend?"

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "Usually we're guests, but I feel like we could become friends."

The man in white turned around, revealing Zhang Fengshen's handsome face with its jade-like features and sword-like eyebrows: "Based on just your feelings?"

"Based on my intuition." Hua Manlou sighed slightly and said, "I can sense that you are an extremely proud yet compassionate person. Just like, just like the Buddha in the temple."

"Haha, well said!"

Ren Shaoyang clapped his hands and laughed, "Although you can't see, your heart is clear and pure. You have such a supernatural ability to see through people's hearts. You are truly extraordinary." "You flatter me." Hua Manlou bowed slightly, his manners impeccable.

Ren Shaoyang said, "Actually, I came here to ask about someone's whereabouts."

Hua Manlou asked, "Looking for someone?"

"Yes." Ren Shaoyang smiled and said calmly, "I'm looking for Zhu Ting."

"Boss Zhu is not easy to find."

Ren Shaoyang said, "Yes, that's why I came to find you."

Hua Manlou thought for a moment, then suddenly realized and said, "If a good friend wants to find Zhu Ting, he can only find Lu Xiaofeng first. But if he wants to find Lu Xiaofeng, he should indeed find me, his closest friend, first."

Ren Shaoyang laughed loudly, "So, please tell me where Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows is, so I can go find him."

Hua Manlou sighed softly, and just as he was about to say something, he suddenly fell silent.

It turned out that the person who was chasing the little girl had caught up to this place and was banging up the stairs.

Ren Shaoyang said calmly, "You've come at just the right time." He put his hands behind his back, took a few slow steps, and walked leisurely to the top of the stairs.

The man was tall, but he moved upstairs with surprising agility. Seeing someone blocking his way, he glared and shouted angrily, "You dare block my way? Are you looking for death?"

Ren Shaoyang didn't speak, but pursed his lips, his eyes gleaming.

The man was startled, his eyes drawn to the man's gaze. Their eyes met, and they stood frozen in place.

Ren Shaoyang's eyes gradually brightened, while the man was drenched in sweat. Suddenly, he yelled, flailing his arms and legs, and tumbled down the stairs.

"what!"

The girl let out a startled cry, but then noticed the white-robed man slowly glancing at her, and quickly covered her mouth.

Ren Shaoyang asked softly, "Excuse me, where is Lu Xiaofeng?"

Hua Manlou's expression was solemn as he said, word by word, "Huangshi Town."

"Thank you." Ren Shaoyang nodded and was about to go downstairs when he suddenly paused and smiled, "You're a very nice person. If there's a chance, I'll introduce you to Hongxiu and Ding'an. It would be very interesting."

"Hongxiu, is that Ding'an?"

Hua Manlou repeated it a few times, then asked with a smile, "Where are these two?"

"They're buying food and exchanging money," Ren Shaoyang said casually. "We've only been apart for a short while, so nothing should happen." With that, he slowly walked downstairs.

After watching the man in white walk away, the girl timidly walked to the top of the stairs, glanced down, and said with lingering fear, "The person who was chasing me was killed by that man's gaze!"

Hua Manlou gasped and said with a wry smile, "It's really not surprising that he's been around me for so long, given that he could kill 'Flower Knife Tai Sui' Cui Yidong with a single glance."

Each lost in their own thoughts, they remained silent for a long time.

Hua Manlou smiled and asked softly, "Miss, what is your name?"

"Shangguan Feiyan!" the little girl exclaimed in a clear voice, "I am Shangguan Feiyan from Jiangnan!"
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"Chestnuts, roasted chestnuts, fragrant and hot roasted chestnuts, just out of the pan."

A mournful voice drifted through the cold wind.

But before he could finish speaking, another voice came.

"Delicious chestnuts (chewing), ten coins each!"

It was a playful and cute sound, accompanied by the crunching sound of chewing.

"Roasted chestnuts. Who will help this poor old woman?"

"I'll take it!" that playful voice rang out again. "I'll eat it all! My goodness, your cooking is amazing! What's your secret recipe? It's so delicious!"

Suddenly, the old woman's voice turned cold: "Young lady, are you here to cause trouble?" A chilling smile appeared on her wrinkled face.

Across from her, a girl with a ball-shaped hairstyle wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket chuckled, "I love to eat it, and my little sister thinks it's delicious too!"

The old woman sneered, "No ordinary person could eat even one, but you—" she paused, somewhat exasperated, "—braggaged half a basket of my food!"

Hongxiu secretly picked another one from the basket, didn't even peel it, and just threw it into her mouth, crunching it like she was eating a candy: "I like it, it's not like I can't afford it?"

As she spoke, a strange change suddenly occurred.

The girl's eyes became lifeless and her voice became deep and authoritative.

"What's wrong with me eating some of your chestnuts? Are you trying to be disrespectful?"

The old woman looked into the girl's lifeless eyes and gasped.

I felt like an insect, trapped little by little in beeswax, slowly suffocating.
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In the alley, a few plum blossoms peeked out from behind the wall, emitting a faint fragrance.

The world was so peaceful.

Ding'an felt a strange sense of unease.

He thought to himself that he hadn't done anything wrong!

It's simply about carrying a jade throne and a golden Buddha statue to a grand high-rise building to exchange for some silver.

Oh, right.

A plaque hangs on the tall building, which reads "Pavilion of Pearls and Treasures".

He had just exchanged a few thousand taels of silver notes, humming a song, and bought some fermented mung bean juice and pea flour cake to take back to the little beggar to try.

Damn it, we were actually cornered in the alley by a bunch of people!
Ding An looked at his left hand, which was carrying the food, and his longing for the prosthetic hand grew even stronger.

Looking up at the people blocking my way, my emotions surged like a raging torrent!
Every muscle on his face seemed to be turning red, and his pupils seemed to be burning with raging fire.

The "Wedding Dress Divine Skill" was like a tiger unleashed from its cage, circulating wildly within the body.

A few sparks slowly lit up the dark alley.

It illuminated the four menacing-looking burly men opposite.

They were utterly shocked, exchanging bewildered glances.

Ding An narrowed his eyes and shouted, "Under the Emperor's nose, in broad daylight, are you trying to rob me?"

(End of this chapter)