Reborn as a Cube Man in the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 130 Deception or Immortality?

From Wei Si's words, Bai Li got a general idea of what was going on.

Song Yingxing was from Shanxi and came from a scholarly family. The Song family was very prosperous from the time of Song Jing to Song Chengqing, but it gradually declined during the time of Song Guolin.

Even so, they still had no worries about food and clothing and were quite famous in the area.

Under such circumstances, Song Yingxing would naturally not risk his life to go to Shaanxi, where bandits were rampant.

Unfortunately, the only option was to tie them up.

Bai Li had already guessed that Song Yingxing wouldn't come easily, given the situation in Shaanxi; normal people wouldn't come here.

Despite all his careful planning, he never expected things to turn out this way.

Bai Li looked at Wei Si with a strange expression.

"Young Master Bai, this is truly a last resort!" Wei Si panicked upon seeing this, cold sweat breaking out on his back. He quickly explained, "We initially planned to use money to persuade him to come out of seclusion, but this person is wealthy, and we have tried all other methods. We really have no other choice but to resort to this."

"But don't worry, young master. Except when he was first brought out of Shanxi, when he was tied up, we've had people guarding him the whole time."

"That's not the issue. How do you explain Song Yingxing's family?" Bai Li sighed and asked.

At Song Yingxing's age, he must have a family. If this isn't explained clearly, it could cause his family unnecessary worry or even lead to other unforeseen events, which would be undesirable.

"Don't worry, Young Master Bai," Wei Si hurriedly said, "My elder brother had already considered this. He even borrowed the name of the master to make his family believe that he had gone on a tour. However, he can only stay here for a month at most."

A month? That should be enough.

Those who could sell salt would naturally have connections with officials; otherwise, where would they get the salt? The owner of the salt shop probably also had some influence to keep them in line.

"What about Yang Heyu?" Bai Li then asked.

"I went to the landlord's place to explain the situation. My elder brother told me to bring the person to you first." Wei Si said cautiously, "By the way, Young Master Bai, we've taken in quite a few refugees and scholars along the way, what do you think?"

"How many scholars are there?" Bai Li asked with a smile.

"About ten or so."

With about ten people, we should be able to produce three or four librarians. That's great!

The group split up on both sides in the darkness.

A person walked over, escorted by two people, one on each side.

The man looked to be around forty years old, dressed in somewhat disheveled but simple clothes, with his hair in a bun. He was strikingly handsome, with piercing eyebrows and eyes that revealed a firm and intelligent light.

He stared at Bai Li with a proud and fearless expression.

At first, Song Yingxing thought he had been kidnapped by his enemies. But after overhearing the conversation among the merchants, he learned that the person who wanted to kidnap him was the leader of a cult.

After several unsuccessful escape attempts within Shanxi, Song Yingxing realized that escaping into Shaanxi would only make things worse, leaving him with no choice but to abandon the idea.

On the way, he figured out the group's intention in kidnapping him.

He was merely a minor scholar who had passed the imperial examinations, and held no official position whatsoever. His only claim to merit was his slight knowledge of agriculture and forging.

The only thing he couldn't understand was how this cult leader had come up with the idea of finding him.

Wei Si, sensing the situation, gave the two men a meaningful look, signaling them to retreat with him.

"Are you Song Yingxing?" Bai Li asked.

Song Yingxing nodded and replied, "That's right."

"Mr. Song," Bai Li took a deep breath and said solemnly, "I'm very sorry, I..."

"Young master, there's no need for that."

Song Yingxing shook his head and said calmly, "Now that I'm here, the die is cast. But could you please give me some time to stay in Liu Family Village for a few days before giving me an answer?"

This person possessed an extraordinary temperament, with an indescribable elegance, but apart from that, no other extraordinary qualities could be discerned.

But the fish was rather strange.

Thinking about it, Song Yingxing looked at the fish that were roasting over the campfire, almost all of them about half a meter long.

Shaanxi is suffering from a severe drought, and rivers have dried up. Even fish the size of a thumb are hard to find, let alone fish this big.

And most obviously, there is the lush green forest.

All of these things corroborate what the merchants said.

If what those merchants say is true, and this person truly possesses extraordinary abilities, then calling him an immortal would be entirely accurate.

Being kidnapped is an honor for him, after all, to be valued by an immortal who would even risk damaging his reputation will become a legend in the future.

He, Song Yingxing, will surely be remembered in history, recreating the glory of "three generations of ministers", or even surpassing it!

Being tied up is perfectly acceptable.

But if it's just a coincidence, and this person really is just a fraud, then there's no need for him to listen too much. To be able to persuade so many people to work for him, he must be very eloquent, lest he confuse his own judgment.

If he's just a fraudster, he wouldn't help these people even if it meant his death.

In that case, they would be considered bandits, plotting a rebellion. If they survived, the court would investigate and bring disaster upon their families.

Furthermore, though the Ming dynasty is rotten, it is still the root!

He could never rebel!

"Okay, I understand," Bai Li nodded.

This is a plan to conduct an on-site investigation!

But I'm not afraid. Although my small town is still lacking in many things, its basic structure has been established.

The villagers' lives are not great, but they are not bad either. They have food, drink, and shelter, medical care is guaranteed, and education is still under construction.

After all, he had to do this himself, and Tieshan also had to go to school to prevent it from trampling the school building.

I refuse to believe that now that we're here, we can't let him get away!

"If you have nothing else to do, young master, could you let those merchants take me away first? So we can get to Liu Family Village sooner and rest there," Song Yingxing said softly.

"Wait, eat these!" Bai Li took out cookies from her backpack and handed them to Song Yingxing: "These are cookies. Eating them will restore your strength, and they will also help you recover from any injuries."

"Liu Er, bring me that basket," Bai Li said, then called out, "Wei Si!"

"You're here! Young Master Bai, what can I do for you?" Wei Si hurriedly ran over and asked tentatively.

"Distribute these to the people you brought," Bai Li said, filling the basket with cookies.

"Thank you very much, Young Master Bai!" Wei Si said excitedly.

This is divine food!

He carefully took the basket, then cautiously asked, "Young Master Bai, may I keep my share?"

"Naturally, it's best to keep it within the boundary. If it's outside, eat it as soon as possible." Bai Li nodded, then continued, "By the way, don't tell anyone you saw me, understand?"

"Okay." Wei Si was a little confused, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions and replied.

"A hidden world within a sleeve?"

Song Yingxing looked at the basket full of cookies and muttered to himself.

Is this a Taoist supernatural power, or perhaps just an illusion?

Song Yingxing stared at the dark chocolate bean, hesitated for a moment, and then tentatively put it in his mouth.

It tastes strange, but it's quite sweet, so it must have sugar in it, but the sweetness doesn't taste like sugar.

After eating a few pieces, Song Yingxing suddenly froze.

He had traveled a long distance, and his strength was rapidly recovering; his body was full of energy.

A secret medicine that will damage the body?

No, it doesn't seem like it.

Song Yingxing stared at the cookie, pondered for a long time, and finally grinned.

It seems that