Restart the Disaster of Another World

"Boss, the post station has been checked thoroughly." Xiao Linglai and Jing Yaocai reported.

"Well, it's arranged. I'll go inform Big Brother." Jing Yaocai rode his horse to Wen Yu's carriage and whispered, "Big Brother, we will be able to reach the post station in Jiangcheng in another hour. We will rest in the post station tonight."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Ayao." A voice came from inside the carriage.

Jing Yao finally got a reply, then he rode away and drove side by side with Wen Qun's carriage.

"Qun Qun, we will enter the Jiangcheng post station soon. There will be hot meals and dishes there, and we can have a good meal." Jing Yaocai smiled to Wen Qun.

"Yes, it's really not easy along the way!" Wen Qun said with emotion.

Jing Yaocai smiled, then turned his head to look into the distance, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

The closer we get to Shangjing, the lighter the wind and snow become, and now we can see more and more green plants on the road.

The group arrived at the post station in a mighty procession. Xiao Lingcai brought a team of people and personally checked the post station inside and out. After confirming that there were no omissions, he had Wen Yu's carriage parked in the yard of the post station.

The carriage slowly stopped and several people walked out.

Jing Yao arranged various rooms and took Wen Qun upstairs to rest.

Outside the group of guards, two pairs of sharp eyes swept across the figures in front of them inconspicuously, and a cold murderous intent flashed quickly in the depths of their eyes.

Everyone was exhausted after traveling all the way, and the lights in the post room went out soon. After Xiao Lingcai arranged the defense work, he also returned to the room to rest.

After a while, the entire post station became silent. However, in the backyard of the post station, a slight noise suddenly came.

A dark shadow quietly crept in from outside the courtyard, moving swiftly. After the shadow appeared, it quickly hid in the dark corner of the corridor.

It turned out that these people had already set up an ambush in this post station in advance. They first killed all the people in the post station and replaced them with their own assassins. After Wen Yu and his group checked in, they waited for an opportunity to attack.

"Do it!" The leader made a slight gesture, and the black shadows immediately scattered.

There was only one person's name on the assassination list this time - the newly crowned top scholar Wen Yu.

The assassins acted quickly and soon locked onto their target. They moved through the darkness like ghosts, a group of dark shadows leaped from the lobby to the third floor and headed straight for the room where Wen Yu was.

There were originally two guards on duty at the door of Wen Yu's room, but at this moment they were quietly knocked down by the assassin.

"Alas." Someone said in a low voice, so low that it seemed that only he could hear it, but it was particularly clear in the silent night, "The lights are still on."

The two of them carefully crouched by the door, listening carefully to the movements in the room. "There is no sound." One of them said, with a hint of doubt and nervousness in his tone, "I guess he went to bed without turning off the lights."

I saw two people holding a long bamboo pole in their hands, stealthily sending smoke into the room.

However, the smoke was blown into the room and did not spread out as they wished. Instead, it seemed to be attracted by a mysterious force and floated straight towards the incense burner on the table.

There was an extremely slight "click" sound coming from the incense burner.

The person sleeping in the bed was extremely alert. When he heard the sound, he slowly opened his eyes and turned to look at the incense burner. He saw that the smoke coming out of the incense burner had changed from its original white to a strange black.

Turning back to look at the door, I saw a bamboo pole quietly sending smoke inside.

The man skillfully inserted the knife into the crack of the door, gently pushed open the bolt inside, then pushed the door open without hesitation and stepped into the house first.

The room was completely silent, without any movement, as if everyone was already fast asleep. The visitor frowned slightly, keenly aware of something strange.

According to common sense, the group of people around Wen Yu should have attacked him the moment he broke into the house. But now, not even a shadow of them could be seen.

"There's an assassin!" Just when the visitor was full of suspicion, a cry suddenly came from the room.

I saw a figure jumping down from the bed, waving a handful of powder in his hand and sprinkling it towards the dark shadows in the room.

"Damn it, we've been fooled!" The assassins knew after seeing this situation that they had been deceived!

Wen Yu was not in this room at all. This was just a bait to lure them into the trap!

"Let's go!" Without a target, the assassin had no desire to fight and prepared to retreat quickly with his men.

However, once you enter this room, it is too late to leave.

"There are assassins!"

"There are assassins!"

Torches were lit outside the post station, and the outer troops had surrounded the entire post station.

"Leave the roof!" The assassin made a quick decision, opened the window and jumped onto the roof, followed by a group of dark shadows.

Xiao Lingcai came out of the room and saw the black shadow running away. He was not in a hurry and waved his hand and ordered: "Archers, get ready!"

No matter how powerful his martial arts skills are, can he be better than the soldiers under his command?

"Swish, swish, swish~" Arrows rained down outside the post station. An assassin was accidentally hit by an arrow and fell from the roof, half dead.

However, the assassins did not give up. They continued to rush forward, trying to break through the encirclement.

Xiao Lingcai looked at the actions of these assassins and sneered in his heart.

He knew that these assassins were highly trained killers, but he didn't think they could escape easily.

"Shoot!" Xiao Lingcai gave the order again, and arrows shot towards the roof like raindrops.

The assassins dodged, but many were still shot and injured.

Xiao Lingcai looked at the embarrassed appearance of these assassins and felt very proud.

He felt that he had finally found a way to effectively deal with these difficult enemies.

At this moment, an assassin suddenly discovered a flaw and rushed in that direction without hesitation.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Lingcai immediately ordered his soldiers to surround the enemy.

But the assassin was extremely agile. He dodged left and right and actually managed to break through the encirclement.

Seeing this, other assassins followed suit, and the scene became chaotic for a while.

Xiao Lingcai frowned. He didn't expect these assassins to be so tenacious.

He realized that if these assassins were not dealt with quickly, it might cause more trouble, so he decided to take action himself.

Xiao Lingcai drew out his sword and rushed towards the assassins. His swordsmanship was extremely sharp and every strike of his sword carried a deadly threat.

The assassins felt Xiao Lingcai's power and began to retreat.

Xiao Lingcai took the opportunity to launch an attack, killing several assassins in an instant. Seeing that the situation was not good, the other assassins fled the scene.

Xiao Lingcai looked at their departing backs, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Although the battle was fierce, he eventually won. Xiao Ling then returned to the post station and began to clean up the battlefield.

He carefully checked every room and only after he won did Xiao Ling return to the inn and began to clean up the battlefield. He carefully checked every room and the casualties.

"Brother, are those people outside the ones from Soul Locking Pavilion who assassinated the Crown Prince last time?" Jing Yao stood upstairs and watched the chaos outside. After careful identification, he found that those people were actually the assassins from Soul Locking Pavilion who assassinated the Crown Prince before. He turned around in surprise and looked at Wen Yu next to him, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Wen Yu also frowned and gnashed his teeth as he said, "It's them again! These guys are really stubborn and unwilling to give up! Fortunately, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had anticipated this and arranged for the army to come to support them in advance. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous..."

Jing Yao had been using his special powers to control the entire battle situation. He observed that the combat power of these assassins was obviously not as good as before, and speculated that they should be just peripheral minions of the Soul Locking Pavilion. He calmly reported to Wen Yu: "The combat power of these people is much lower than before, they should be peripheral personnel of the Soul Locking Pavilion."

Wen Yu heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this, but he still warned Jing Yao solemnly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that if you encounter a dangerous situation, you must first ensure your own safety and not take risks lightly."

Jing Yao nodded to show that he understood. He turned his gaze to the people in the room, including Li Chang and Zhang Tao, and secretly made up his mind to protect everyone's safety. The battle outside was left to Xiao Ling and the group of brave officers and soldiers to deal with.

As the sky gradually brightened, after counting the bodies of the assassins, a soldier came to report to Jing Yaocai: "Sir, there are a total of thirty bodies, all of them are assassins, and no one survived."

Wen Yu was relieved when he heard that there were no survivors. He nodded and said, "Well, take these bodies away and dispose of them properly."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After all, who would want to sleep after something like this happened? Everyone was still thinking about the assassination tonight.

Seeing this, Jing Yao decided to have everyone set off early. He told his men, "It's still early, let's continue on our journey. I'll treat everyone to a meal when we get to the city!"

Everyone responded, and Jing Yao asked someone to prepare some simple meals for everyone. After eating, they set off early, hoping to reach the capital as soon as possible.

Due to the urgency of the situation, the convoy drove very fast. At 3:30 pm, they finally saw the towering city gate. They sped up, eager to enter the city.

The gate of this capital city is so magnificent that people can't help but marvel at it. There is a wide moat outside the city wall, and a solid stone bridge is built on the river. Passing the stone bridge, they came to the city gate. Jing Yao took out the pass and successfully entered the city gate.

Entering the city, you will see wide streets, paved with bluestone, which are flat and clean, and can accommodate eight two-horse carriages at the same time. On both sides of the road are tall mansions and prosperous shops, a prosperous scene.

In order to maintain order and street appearance in the capital city, people were not allowed to set up stalls on the streets to do business. If they wanted to do business, they could only go to the east and west markets specially designated by the court.

Despite this, the snow on the street was cleared clean. Although it was a cold winter day, there were still people coming and going, and it was very lively. Jing Yao and his group walked and looked around, full of curiosity about everything around them.

However, all good things must come to an end, and it is finally time to say goodbye.

Li Chang and Zhang Tao extended their hands to Wen Yu and said goodbye: "Brother Wen, be careful on your journey, and we'll see you later!"

Wen Yu also politely returned the greeting: "Thank you, brothers. See you later!"

Then they turned and left, walking step by step in different directions.

"Ayao, where are you going next? Are you going to the Treasure Pavilion?" Wen Yu asked softly.

Jing Yao nodded slightly to show his agreement. Since the opening of Zhenbao Pavilion in Shangjing, he had handed it over to Manager Meng to manage, and he did not ask too much about it.

Now that they were in Shangjing, they should naturally go and see how the business was going. So, they set out on the journey to the Treasure Pavilion together.

"I have to go back home first. See you tomorrow." Wen Yu has a mansion in Shangjing, so he will naturally go back there when he comes back.

"Brother, go and do your work! Don't worry about us." Jing Yao said.

"Brother, take good care of yourself." Wen Qun said.

"it is good."

Wen Yu stood there quietly, watching their backs gradually go away until they completely disappeared at the end of the street. At that moment, a faint melancholy surged in his heart.

When the two figures completely disappeared from his sight, Wen Yu slowly came back to his senses.

Jing Yao and Wen Qun were not so sentimental. Along the way, they chatted and the atmosphere was relaxed and happy.

"Why are there so many people at the door?" Jing Yao frowned, looking at the large group of people gathered at the door of his house, feeling very puzzled. This is not the door of a store, why are there always so many people?

When I asked someone just now, I heard that the Treasure Pavilion was having a discount sale, and people were rushing there to buy the goods. Jing Yao thought there were only a few people, but he didn't expect there were so many. He took a quick look and estimated that there were at least hundreds of people. Don't these people have anything else to do? They have to run to other people's doorsteps every day to block them.

Jing Yao sighed helplessly. They had seen many refugees along the way. They were all skinny, but the people who came to Beijing seemed to have never been affected.

"Qun Qun, follow me, let's go to the back door." Jing Yao said to Wen Qun behind him. He didn't want to lead Wen Qun through the crowded crowd, so he led him to the back door in a low-key manner.

Jing Yao followed the route he remembered to the back alley, and was relieved to see that there was no one blocking the alley. He carefully led Wen Qun into the alley.

"Knock knock knock~" Jing Yao knocked gently on the back door.

"There is no stock today. Please come back early tomorrow." The back door was not opened yet, and only the doorman's words were heard.

"Open the door quickly, the boss is back!" Jing Yao hurriedly reminded.

However, the doorman didn't buy it at all, and didn't even look at him. He replied in a firm tone: "Don't pretend to be the boss. We only have a shopkeeper here, not a boss. If you want to buy goods, you'd better go and line up in front of the shop." After that, he ignored Jing Yao.

Jing Yao couldn't help but feel helpless and sighed inwardly. He never thought that he would encounter such a situation. In fact, it was not the doorman's fault. After all, who could have expected Jing Yao to come to Shangjing suddenly?

Those who were hired later naturally didn't know there was a boss. And during this period of time, there were always some people trying to fish in troubled waters and get priority shopping rights through backdoors. The doorman had been deceived many times, so he was unwilling to believe others' words easily this time.

Jing Yao could only sigh helplessly and smile bitterly in his heart. It was really ridiculous that he finally found the door to his house but couldn't get in.