Chapter 694: Supporting Spirit (1)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
In the golden autumn of October, the leaves were withered, and broken leaves were everywhere.
The weather was a little gloomy that day.
In a small tea shop beside the official road, the seats were full today.
A middle-aged merchant who passed by was a little thirsty, so he stopped the carriage and planned to go to the tea shop to rest and drink some tea to quench his thirst.
“Sir.” The dark-skinned tea shop owner nodded and bowed as he welcomed him. “There’s only one seat inside. Do you mind sharing a table with others?”
“It’s alright,” the middle-aged merchant said generously. As he followed the boss in, he looked around at the various tea customers in the tea shop. “Boss, your tea shop’s business is pretty good.”
“No, no. It’s just that business is better today.” The boss led the middle-aged merchant to a table in the corner.
At the table sat a man and two women. They both had outstanding looks and were as handsome as people in a painting.
The traveling merchant’s eyes immediately lit up.
The three tea guests in front of him were dressed very simply. They were wearing plain cotton clothes and didn’t have any gorgeous jewelry on their bodies. They only wore one or two silver accessories.
Even so, it couldn’t hide the noble aura of the three of them. Just sitting there quietly made four words appear in the middle-aged merchant’s mind: dragons and phoenixes among men.
He suddenly recalled that he had heard people say that there were crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the capital. Perhaps if he accidentally bumped into someone, it would be a noble from the Marquis Mansion.
This thought only flashed across his mind. After all, which noble would appear in such a tea shed beside the official road?
The middle-aged merchant sat down in the only empty seat. The boss smiled and served him a cup of fragrant and hot barley tea.
The middle-aged merchant blew at the tea and asked, “Boss, how far is this place from the capital? I think it’s about to rain.”
He frowned and looked at the gloomy sky outside.
He had a carriage, so he wasn’t afraid of the rain, but on a rainy day, the road was muddy, so it was inevitable that it would be inconvenient to travel.
“It’s not far. It’s only five miles,” the boss said with a smile.
The middle-aged merchant couldn’t help but be stunned.
He saw that there were many tea guests resting here, so he completely didn’t expect this place to be so close to the capital. He thought to himself that the people in the capital were indeed particular!
“It won’t rain today.” A gentle female voice suddenly sounded. The tone was gentle and gentle, like a spring breeze blowing in this slightly noisy tea shop.
The middle-aged man went to look for prestige. The person who spoke was a white-robed girl sitting on his left.
The oval-faced girl had a gentle appearance. She smiled at him and emphasized again, “It won’t rain today or tomorrow.”
“Second Sister, right?”
She asked the other white-robed girl on her right. The girl’s eyes were dark and big, and she looked beautiful. She nodded without saying a word, as if she was a little uneasy.
The middle-aged merchant didn’t take it seriously either. He only treated it as a casual comment from the little girl. In the next moment, the boss beside him sighed and said, “It’s good that it won’t rain, in case it gets wet… the coffin.”
A coffin?! The middle-aged merchant’s eyelids twitched, and his heart skipped a beat. He suddenly felt that the tea shop had become gloomy.
He subconsciously pricked up his ears and heard the tea customers in the tea shop talking in twos and threes. From time to time, words such as “spirit coffin”, “paper money”, and “incense candle” floated over.
A strong autumn wind carried a few scattered golden leaves into the tea shop and blew on the middle-aged merchant.
He felt cold sweat break out on the back of his neck, and the coldness seeped into his bone marrow.
He… He… Could he have encountered a ghost?!
The middle-aged merchant looked out of the tea shop again. The sky seemed to have darkened even more. Thick clouds piled in the sky, and it was so heavy that it seemed like it would fall.
On both sides of the official road, more and more people gathered. There were men, women, old, and young, but they looked in the same direction.
In the eyes of the middle-aged merchant, this scene became even more strange.
His neck seemed to have rusted as he slowly turned into the tea shop again and scanned the group of tea customers inside stiffly.
His gaze met the “second sister” sitting opposite him.
The girl looked a year or two younger than the oval-faced girl. Her dark eyes were like a deep pool, bottomless, so dark that no one dared look straight at them.
This pair of eyes didn’t seem to belong to this filthy world.
The middle-aged merchant’s heart turned cold. He didn’t even dare to blink.
The other party took a look at him and looked away, talking to the peerlessly handsome white-robed young master beside him..