About me traveling to the world of immortality but finding ways to surf the Internet

"Is there such a statement?" Although he was surprised that a sect had such an idea, Wen Mo was not surprised where Yang Yuyao got such news, and he did not even ask. This is the benefit of Yang Yuyao's identity as a merchant. It is always easy for merchants to hear all kinds of gossip without the need to prove the source. After all, they travel around and come into contact with a lot of people, so they naturally hear a lot of news.

But this identity can only be played by his clone puppet or external avatar. These can make Yang Yuyao feel that he is playing a business VR game without feeling any discomfort. If it is his true body, even if he changes his appearance, Being in contact with so many strangers was enough to make Yang Yuyao die suddenly on the spot.

"Well, I was very surprised when I heard that people from this sect had planned to kill other monks in the secret realm of the extremely cold ice field." Yang Yuyao's clone puppet nodded and said, "Although I have no specific evidence for this matter, But I’m afraid it’s not groundless, so it’s not a bad thing if you and Huaiyu are more careful.”

"Yue Sheng, what you said is absolutely true. I will convey it to Huai Yu. Well, what is this thing?" Wen Mo asked in confusion when he saw the two brocade bags pushed over by Yang Yuyao with a white jade bone fan.

"It's just a small gift. You and Huaiyu took good care of me a lot in Wei Wu Kingdom. I received some good things a few days ago, so I thought of giving them to you as a thank you gift. But I didn't dare to talk to you easily because I was afraid of disturbing you. Contact me, I happened to meet you today, so I can hand it over to you in person. I wonder if it would be convenient for you to hand over Huaiyu’s share of Amo to him? "

"Yes." Wen Mo had no objection to this and readily agreed. He didn't even open it to see what was in the brocade bag, but put it into the space ring.

Naturally, this brocade bag contained the shark beads that Yang Yuyao had picked out for his friends before. Yi Ziqi, Ye Qianqian and Jiang Hong had all given away their share early. Their locations are relatively fixed and they can be sent directly using Dongfeng Logistics, but Wen Mo, Min Huaiyu and Gudfu are in some trouble.

Although the three of them also have Xunlian and can contact Yang Yuyao at any time, Wen Mo and Min Huaiyu have been working on tasks for a long time and should not be disturbed easily. As for Goodford, if you want to send it to him, you might as well hope that they can go to a relatively nearby place and hand it over to him that day. Now that Wen Mo and Min Huaiyu's gifts have been given out, I wonder how long Gudford will have to keep this gift.

"Is it part of your mission to come to Fubo City?" Yang Yuyao was a little surprised. He thought Wenmo was here to take a rest. After all, Fubo City is a rare place in the country with many monks, so there will be some supplies for him. A special place of relaxation for monks. However, he probably felt that there was no problem in revealing this part, so Wen Mo also told Yang Yuyao's clone puppet.

"Exactly, because here in Fubo City..."

"Okay, since it's a mission, don't reveal so much to me," Wen Mo was about to continue, but Yang Yuyao's clone put a white jade bone fan to his lips and stopped him. "Although I'm very grateful to you, A Mo, for trusting me so much and not being defensive about me, after all, I am just an outsider to your sect. It would be bad if you kept silent about it if others found out about it."

Yang Yuyao didn't understand why Min Huaiyu said that he was taciturn when talking about Wen Mo, but he obviously loved to talk? I talked a lot about using Xunlian even when I was using Chuanyin Jade Slips before. Could it be that Wen Mo sometimes felt that Min Huaiyu was too annoying and didn't want to respond to him?

"Okay." Wen Mo agreed after Yang Yuyao's puppet took away the fan "Yu Feng". Then he quietly reached out and touched his lips, secretly watching the fox-eyed young man beside him with his peripheral vision.

They walked down the stairs from the second floor of the restaurant and saw two men on the left and right standing outside the door of the restaurant wearing uniform servant uniforms. Just as Yang Yuyao was thinking about which big shot this person was coming, a short and fat butler-looking man appeared. The man walked into the restaurant, walked towards Yang Yuyao's clone, and then bowed to the clone respectfully.

"This Mr. Jin, our city lord wants to talk to you."

"I'm sorry, I think I don't know your city lord." Yang Yuyao's clone gently tapped the palm of his hand with the handle of the fan, doubting what the man said that the city lord sent someone to find him. Wen Mo used a voice transmission to tell him that this man was indeed the butler of the city lord of Fubo City, but he couldn't guess the reason why the city lord of Fubo City was looking for "Jin Yuesheng".

"It's because he doesn't know the city lord that he hopes to get to know you. If possible, he also hopes to discuss business with you. I wonder if Mr. Jin is willing to reward you?"

"The lord of Fubo City is named Dou Shisheng. When I met him, he was gentle and polite. He seemed young and had a good reputation. But his invitation is really suspicious. Yuesheng, if possible, try not to go." Wen Mo said to Yang Yuyao's clone puppet.

"I know, but I am on human territory, and he has sent this formation to invite me. If I refuse directly, it would be inappropriate. I'd better go and see what medicine he is selling in this gourd. If it is really a kind invitation, then It couldn't be better. Speaking of which, is this city lord Dou Shisheng a monk or a mortal?" Yang Yuyao asked the clone puppet to send a voice transmission and responded.

Although with Yang Yuyao's own temperament, he would definitely choose to find ways to avoid this potential danger, but since Jin Yuesheng is a businessman, he cannot act according to his own temperament. If a businessman does not dare to take risks at all, , he can't do business.

"I didn't feel that his cultivation level should be that of a mortal... In this case, you should be careful and contact me at any time if necessary." Wen Mo heard that Yang Yuyao had already made a decision, so he did not stop him. , but did some popular science with him about the division of rights here, so that Yang Yuyao could have a clearer understanding of Fubo City and Minguo.

The country of Minguo is mainly managed by the imperial court sending officials to all parts of the country, but those princes are not required to stay in the royal capital. They have a nominal fiefdom and can enjoy many rights but do not participate in management. These princes could impeach officials in their fiefs by writing to impeachment, but they needed to provide sufficiently convincing evidence.

In addition, there are some special cities in Minguo, such as Fubo City, which are not managed by officials sent by the imperial court, but by the city lords. The lords of these cities are usually people who have made extremely significant contributions to the country. These cities are equivalent to the fiefs obtained by making these contributors queens.

However, unlike those real royal princes, the city lord can not only inherit the position by his descendants, but also enjoy real power. This means that these city lords are like earth emperors in their city. Although the princes of this fiefdom still have the power to impeach them, they are basically unable to impeach them. These city lords can be said to be the historical legacy of Minguo. Even if the court wants to take back power now, it cannot.

After all, Minguo is not a strong enough country. As long as those city lords did not intend to raise their flags to rebel, the emperor of the Min Kingdom could only turn a blind eye to these city lords who were out of their control.

After bidding farewell to Wen Mo, Yang Yuyao's clone got into the carriage specially brought by the butler and rode the carriage to its destination. But soon, Yang Yuyao noticed that the place they went to was not the city lord's mansion. The explanation given by the butler was that this happened to be the summer banquet held by the city lord every year, so it was not in the city lord's mansion but in a mountain villa in the suburbs. And he also congratulated him on being able to catch the banquet.

Yang Yuyao, who had just finished drinking with Wen Mo, didn't think this was anything to congratulate at all. He didn't like to attend banquets. Instead, he felt that this matter was even more suspicious. Since Dou Shisheng was in the villa, how did he know about Yang Yu? Yao's clone is in Fubo City, so why are you interested in him and want to invite him to talk to him? It didn't take long for the clone puppet to arrive in Fubo City. It was full of energy, but it only lasted five hours.

But after all, using clone puppets always made Yang Yuyao feel like he was playing a game. Therefore, even if all kinds of obvious doubts arose, he wanted to find out what Mr. Dou Shisheng was planning.

The carriage creaked up the hillside. Yang Yuyao, who had ridden in his improved carriage, felt that this ordinary carriage was really bumpy and uncomfortable. If there was osteoporosis, it would definitely cause fractures. Finally, the carriage stopped and Yang Yuyao's clone was brought to a house.

This house gives people the impression that it is more for leisure vacation than for normal living. The wall is not high, and you can look over the wall to see the pavilions and pavilions inside. It is obviously different from the high-walled courtyards pursued by the rich and powerful people in this world. If it is a serious residence, it is equivalent to the family's secrets being easily seen by outsiders passing by.

Under the guidance of the housekeeper, Yang Yuyao walked into the door of the house. It was already sunset. The increasing daylight did not make the sky darken so quickly. Perhaps because of this, the sound of laughter came from the courtyard.

"Huh? Is there a formation hidden in this house?" Yang Yuyao's clone slowed down slightly, feeling the feedback from the land. There was definitely more than one formation in this house, but they were all cleverly hidden. It was just that Yang Yuyao happened to have a good level of formation skills, so he was able to notice it.

"This was once the residence of a certain monk, or was Dou Shisheng actually a monk pretending to be a mortal? But if it is a monk, what's the point of pretending to be a mortal?" Yang Yuyao thought, and then saw the group of people who were there. People laughing in the courtyard. Most of them are gorgeously dressed and have extraordinary temperament. They should be young men and women from wealthy and noble families. These should be the guests attending the summer banquet that the steward mentioned.

They were sitting in a pavilion, with gauze painted with patterns of flowers and birds hanging from the eaves of the pavilion, half-obscuring the scenery. The steward signaled to his servants to place a new seat in the pavilion and introduced Yang Yuyao's clone into the pavilion. All of a sudden, all the guests looked over.

"..." Yang Yuyao didn't understand why the housekeeper arranged for him to sit with these people he didn't know, and asked him to wait here until Dou Shisheng, the lord of Fubo City, was free before taking him there. Since I want to see him alone, isn't there somewhere else I can stay? Even if he is allowed to attend the banquet, what does it mean to just leave him at the banquet without saying hello to other guests?

"How should I call this young master?" While others were still looking at him, a lively girl stepped forward and asked. "My daughter's name is He Xiu. You can call me Xiu Xiu! She is the daughter of General He Hu."

"It's a pleasure to meet Miss He. My name is Jin Yuesheng, and I am a businessman." Yang Yuyao's clone replied. As soon as he said this, he could clearly see disdain on the faces of several of them, "At the same time, I am a businessman." A monk." Yang Yuyao added calmly. Those disdainful looks disappeared instantly, leaving only the residue of embarrassment.

Obviously, there are some monks here who rarely see monks. Otherwise, they can tell that he is a monk without Yang Yuyao's clone puppet saying it himself. Although Yang Yuyao's clone puppet does look relatively plain today and has a simple hairstyle, after all, without He Qianqing's help, even if Yang Yuyao uses the clone method to take care of his hair, he is still clumsy with his hair. He could only cope with some of the simplest hairstyles.

But this clone puppet did not deliberately pretend to be a mortal. An experienced person can still see it at a glance. They can't see it, which can only mean that they are inexperienced. However, if people who live in Fubo City, a place where there are many monks in the country, should not have such inexperience, it can only be because they come from other places in the country.

After learning that Yang Yuyao's clone puppet was also a guest invited by the city lord, and that he was a monk, these first guests began to introduce themselves one after another. Let Yang Yuyao know roughly who they are. Looking across from Yang Yuyao and looking around clockwise, he saw that the heroic-looking man was Qining, the country's fifth prince, who was titled King Xiyu, and this was his fiefdom.

Another man who gives off a suave and even playboy look at first glance is named Hou Feng, the son of a great master. A handsome scholar-looking man named Xiang Donglai seemed to have a good relationship with Hou Feng, but his identity was not introduced in detail. There is also a woman who at first glance thinks is a lady of the family, named Liu Xiaoxiao, the daughter of the prime minister, who came to Fubo City with her mother to visit relatives.

In addition to these legitimate guests, there were three other people who came to the banquet with the master. They are the guards brought by the fifth prince Qi Yu, the personal maid brought by Liu Xiaoxiao, and Hou Feng's servant.

After listening to these people's self-introductions, Yang Yuyao instantly felt that there was an undercurrent surging behind these people. They came here to attend this banquet for their own purposes. Just thinking about it makes me shudder and want to hide as far away as possible. Although this may be his overthinking, these people may be from the same camp. But no matter what, Yang Yuyao decided to try his best to avoid being involved.

Thanks to the enthusiastic He Xiu, Yang Yuyao figured out what this summer banquet was about. To put it simply, it is a group of people enjoying flowers, drinking wine, and reciting poems and poems. Their flower viewing is divided into day flower viewing and night flower viewing, so they start in the afternoon. In the afternoon, they watch the flowers under the sunlight during the day, in the evening when the sun sets, they are smudged by the sunset glow, and at night they watch the flowers illuminated by the moonlight and candlelight. flower. It's an elegant thing.

In order to see the flowers, the servants here planted the flowers in pots and moved the flowers that bloomed well with the pots near the pavilion. Appreciate the shape, color, and fragrance. The tulle hanging under the eaves was blown up by the wind, and as the tulle flew, the scenery outside the pavilion disappeared and appeared. When Xiang Dong came to see this scene, he immediately composed a poem impromptu and composed a pretty good poem.

"Little Ashu is here to pour wine for you adults." A crisp, even childish voice attracted the attention of Yang Yuyao's puppet. He followed the voice and saw a handsome boy, well-dressed. Servant's clothing. He looks about eleven or twelve years old.

Although he knew that it was not illegal to employ child labor in this world, even Yang Yuyao himself had been working for a long time in his original world. But seeing such a young child already working hard for a living, he still felt a little uncomfortable. But the other guests acted like they were used to it. It was just that when Hou Feng teased the boy, Liu Xiaoxiao showed a little disgust.