Evil Master and Disciple

Ye Feng used to be a member of the general public.

Of course he knew how lethal Yun Shuang'er's face was to ordinary men.

No matter where he goes, he will attract countless people's attention.

The chance of going back could be as high as 300%.

There is no need to make a global sensation when going down the mountain for training. It is better to keep a low profile.

Especially now that there are so many demons rampant in the world, it is very unsafe.

Yun Shuang'er thought about it and felt that it made sense.

I don't want to be caught by my master so soon.

So she asked God for a veil to wear on her face.

"Well, that's much better." Ye Feng took a few looks and was very satisfied.

Yun Shuang'er said, "My cousin and I are both wearing the same white veil now. How can you tell us apart?"

"That's easy. We just need to not wear colored clothes on a daily basis." Shen Tianqi said.

Ye Feng chuckled and said, "It's okay if you wear the same clothes. I can tell them apart."

Seeing Ye Feng staring at the protruding peaks on their chests with malicious eyes, the two girls immediately understood what this boy meant.

This guy had said before that he identified the two women not by their faces, but by their breasts.

The two girls' faces turned red instantly behind their veils.

Shen Tianqi is shy.

Yun Shuang'er was furious and gritting her teeth.

Who made his own begging be so great?

Women care about this thing the most.

"You're dead, you little bastard!"

Ye Feng was smart. After lighting the gunpowder barrel, he turned around and ran away.

The two girls were chasing him frantically, holding up their skirts.

Soon, the three of them entered the small town called Qingling, playing and laughing.

The name is nice.

It is the most pleasant name of a small town that Ye Feng has heard in many years.

Looking at the stone tablet erected in front of the town, Ye Feng nodded and said, "What an elegant name for a town! This town must have simple and honest people!"

Yun Shuang'er said, "Qingling Town is a town southwest of Qinglong Mountain. It belongs to Wuyun County, Qinghe Commandery, Yuzhou."

"Hiss, Shuang'er, you're amazing! For this experience down the mountain, I memorized the map of Kyushu by heart, but I only got it down to the county level. You actually know about a small town."

"If you want to travel in the human world, it's not enough to be familiar with the counties. Our human world is huge, with some counties stretching for hundreds or even thousands of miles. You must be familiar with every town so that you don't get lost in the human world.

For example, Wuyun County where we are now is more than 400 miles long from north to south and 300 miles wide at its widest point from east to west. It has jurisdiction over fifty or sixty towns and hundreds of villages.

For example, if you say you're in Wuyun County, who knows where you are? But you've just come down from the mountains and are still very young. You'll slowly become familiar with these small towns. There aren't many of them in Middle-earth, and there are only about 160,000. I believe that with your intelligence, you'll be able to memorize them all within ten years."

"How much? One hundred and sixty thousand?"

Ye Feng's eyes widened and he asked, "You've memorized them all?"

"About that. It took me about half a month to roughly understand the names and distribution areas of 160,000 towns in Middle-earth."

"Uh, half a month... Never mind. I don't have the time or energy to waste on such meaningless things. I have the Jiuzhou Atlas."

"The Jiuzhou Atlas can't completely help you either."

"Then I still have you, right? Can't I just stay by your side forever?"

Yun Shuang'er was slightly stunned.

Is this guy teasing me?

Well, it must be!

While Yun Shuang'er was distracted, Ye Feng had already carried San Zhi'er across the town boundary marker and walked in.

The masked female duo followed closely behind.

The small town of Qingling doesn't look very big, but it is definitely not very small either, with about six or seven hundred households.

The town is oriented north-south and has three streets.

The main street runs through the town from south to north.

There are also two streets running east-west.

The streets of the town were dilapidated, not as smooth and clean as Ye Feng had seen in ancient costume TV dramas before.

The ground is covered with stone slabs, but they have been in disrepair for many years, and many of the stone slabs on the street have either broken or disappeared.

Not far away, there was a puddle several feet wide.

The houses on the street were mainly made of blue bricks and tiles, which probably surprised Ye Feng.

In his memory, in ancient times, only wealthy families could live in houses with blue bricks and tiles.

But in a small town here, almost all houses are built with blue bricks.

Suddenly, Ye Feng thought of a piece of news he had seen in his previous life.

Before the Qin and Han Dynasties in ancient China, ordinary people lived almost entirely in houses made of blue bricks and tiles.

Later, for some unknown reason, the houses of ordinary people began to change from blue brick and tile houses to thatched houses with rammed earth.

Then it continued until the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China.

Ye Feng learned a huge secret from the sword spirit of Zi Dian Qing Shuang, Miss Xiao Zi, that is, this world was created by a great cultivator before the Qin Dynasty.

Although countless years have passed, this world's culture, writing, clothing, food, and architectural style are closer to those before the Qin Dynasty.

It is the end of Chen hour and not yet Si hour, probably around 8 o'clock in the morning.

Many people have appeared in the town.

As the weather was cold, most of the people were wearing thick cotton clothes.

The fabrics were mostly ramie or linen, and some people's clothes had patches on them.

Of course there are also people who dress very decently.

Most of them are long robes or silk clothes.

This was Ye Feng's first time entering the small town in this world. His impression of the mortal society in this world could only be described as average.

It’s not as good as I imagined, nor as bad as I imagined.

After all, it is a remote town, not the city where the county magistrate is located.

The fact that there are no homeless people on the streets and no frozen corpses on the roadside shows that the people are living a relatively happy life. At least they can have enough food to eat and a place to live.

Unlike Ye Feng's previous life, during the feudal dynasty, the people could have clothes to wear, two meals of porridge a day, a white flour bun once every half a month, and a house of their own. Then, in the thousands of years of feudal society, there would not have been so many dynasties.

The Kangxi, Qianlong and Kaiyuan eras were no more prosperous than this.

Small towns often radiate to nearby villages within a dozen miles.

So the business in this town is pretty good.

As I walked along, I saw shops on both sides, including restaurants, inns, pawnshops, and brothels...

When passing by the brothel, Ye Feng was pushed away by two girls.

There are tailor shops, grocery stores, grain and oil stores, and wood shops.

I saw a stall selling breakfast.

There are three main types of food sold: steamed buns, steamed bread, and pot cakes.

What we drink is a kind of spicy soup similar to that in the Central Plains.

Ye Feng ordered fifty meat buns, fifty steamed buns, and two huge pots. He didn't eat in the store, but packed them up and took them away.

This greatly surprised the middle-aged couple who ran the breakfast shop, and they exclaimed that a big order had come in today.

Ye Feng thought it would cost a lot of silver, so he already had three silver notes of one hundred taels in his hand.

When it came time to pay the bill, Ye Feng was dumbfounded. It was only four hundred and fifty coins.

It’s less than half an ounce of silver.