Chu Ge was still sowhat puzzled. Where should he go to find the Vermilion Bird Star, and where should he find it?
But looking at the fortune teller, it seed he wouldn’t say anything more. With lingering doubts, Chu Ge left this small courtyard.
The letter in his hand was opened imdiately as he left.
It only contained one sentence: Beishuo has the Beggar Gang.
Beishuo? Shuo State? Is he supposed to go to the Shuo State Beggar Gang to find the Vermilion Bird Star?
He knew about Shuo State because he heard from Mrs. Wu so ti ago. She said there was a strange phenonon in Shuo State over a decade ago, with heavenly clouds descending, a tale that has spread far and wide since then.
Chu Ge now suspected that the so-called descending heavenly clouds were indeed the Vermilion Bird Star!
Back at the Marquis Ye Mansion, Chu Ge only told Ye Liang that he was going away for a while. When Ye Liang asked where, Chu Ge just found a random excuse to brush him off.
Although he knew Ye Liang didn’t believe him and would likely follow, he had no other choice at the mont.
Shuo State is located at a junction, a major thoroughfare of the Capital. During peak economic tis, it’s as prosperous as Beijing.
At this mont, a simply dressed young girl, wearing at least eight patches, was lying dejectedly in a "sea of books."
Feng Luo had been reading poetry and books since the age of three, often saying astonishing things. Despite her young age, she was obsessed with studying dicine.
She asked Luo Qi for many dical books. Right now, Feng Luo was imrsed in a sea of dical knowledge because she had a charity clinic session coming up, through which she wanted to make a na for herself.
"Feng Luo, it’s ti, we should go."
Luo Qi urged her from outside.
"Master Dad," Feng Luo pushed aside the books piled on her, revealing her pure and fair little face, but that hair...
Feng Luo tidied her clothes, smoothed her fluffy hair, and glanced at herself in the mirror, "Hmm, I look like a beggar!"
At only fourteen, Feng Luo, with eight pockets, was as renowned as Luo Jiu, highlighting her status in the eyes of Luo Qi and the Beggar Gang.
The townsfolk of Shuo State all knew Feng Luo’s na. Since Luo Qi discovered Feng Luo’s talent in dical skills, he would bring her to the busiest streets for a charity clinic every month. Knowing that dical expertise couldn’t be perfected by book knowledge alone, Feng Luo was happy to follow her Master Dad to these clinics.
Today was the day she was going on a clinic visit alone.
"Call Master," Luo Qi corrected Feng Luo again.
"Master Dad."
"Call Master."
"Dad Master."
"Call Dad," Luo Qi was also bewildered by Feng Luo.
After Luo Qi took Feng Luo in, she always treated him as her dad. The affection Luo Qi showed her was no less than what her biological parents would, making Feng Luo subconsciously consider Luo Qi and the Beggar Gang her current ho.
"Bleh, look at my mouth, all because of you," Luo Qi pretended to be angry, but Feng Luo completely ignored him.
"If we don’t go now, those patients will get impatient."
Shuo State was further divided into East Shuo, West Shuo, South Shuo, and North Shuo.
East Shuo mainly dealt with business exchanges, while West Shuo was more into the entertainnt business. South Shuo housed the governnt offices, less bustling than North Shuo.
It was rumored in Shuo State, "Beishuo has the Beggar Gang, and Nanshuo has the Grass Gang." This rumor was spread by Feng Luo, because in a major event in the past, Luo Qi made significant contributions, prompting the Emperor to reward him with a plaque and a golden bowl. As a result, the doors of the Beggar Gang were no longer calm, and the dignitaries no longer avoided them, helping Beishuo to beco the most prosperous area in Shuo State.
...
The setup was simple, just a table, two chairs, and a pulse-taking pillow.
"Stick your tongue out," Feng Luo said. She looked at the patient in front of her, slightly frowning, "Your tongue coat is thick and yellow, and you have bad breath. Your pulse is floating, slippery, and rapid. Do you have phlegm when you cough?"
"Yes, I have phlegm."
This was Feng Luo’s first patient. Seriously pondering, she then asked, "Do you go to the toilet frequently? How’s your digestion?"
"Not..."
"Not good, right?"
The person nodded.
Soon, Feng Luo wrote out a prescription, handing it to the patient without even letting Luo Qi take a look, "Go get your dicine."
"Next one."
"Doctor, I’m feeling powerless all day, can’t muster any energy."
Feng Luo saw this person dress in satin, with an oily face yet a sallow complexion. Even his eyes carried a lewd expression, prompting so suspicion in Feng Luo’s mind.
Soon...
"Don’t overexert yourself, move around more, eat less greasy foods, and avoid won. That should help."
Many onlookers burst into laughter after hearing Feng Luo. The man’s face flushed, and he scurried away sheepishly.
"Catch the thief, help! Soone, hurry!"
Suddenly, from the other side of the crowd, a shout ca. Feng Luo, who was naturally nosy, heard it and shouted, "I leave this to you!"
Taking a breath, she used her Qinggong. Before Luo Qi could react, Feng Luo had already flown out.
A woman was lying in an empty alleyway, "Sobody, catch the thief."
Feng Luo flew over rooftops and spotted a figure hurriedly weaving through the crowd, "Thief, stop running!"
The person glanced back and saw soone flying towards him, prompting him to run even faster.
At the other end of the street, a young man in white, graceful in manner, with a sword at his waist, was walking slowly with a frown. His brows exuded a sense of dominance, mixed with impatience.
"Mr. Chu, this is East Shuo. Should I go ahead and investigate further?"
Beside him was a young person dressed like a lad.
This person was nad Little Shunzi, whom Chu Ge had rescued on his way to Shuo State from a robbery attempt. Learning Little Shunzi was also heading there, they decided to travel together.
What frustrated Chu Ge was that Little Shunzi gradually started treating him as a master. Although Chu Ge felt uncomfortable, he let it slide.
"No need, I want to see the sights here."
"Alright, then."
As Chu Ge was walking, he suddenly bumped into soone head-on. Just as he was about to apologize, he heard a stern voice not far away, "Don’t let him escape! Catch him!"
Hating himself for not training well in ordinary tis, at this critical mont, she couldn’t even catch a simple thief!
The thief brushed past Chu Ge, then suddenly pushed him aside. Such a maneuver was too familiar to Chu Ge, and he imdiately realized what was happening.
Chu Ge checked his pocket, sure enough, his valuable items were gone!
"Little Shunzi, let’s catch him!"
Almost simultaneously, both Chu Ge and Feng Luo caught the thief and threw him face down into the ground!
"Thank you!" Feng Luo clapped her hands and said to Chu Ge.
Then she turned her head, saw Chu Ge’s face, and her fiery temper flared up!
"It’s you!"
Chu Ge looked at her curiously, "Oh? You know ?"
"It’s more than just knowing. I owe my presence on this continent to you!"
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