Chapter 327 New World ~ Demonic Advancement
"The air is filled with demonic energy! What kind of world is this?"

Fusu looked at the town in front of him that had an architectural style similar to that of the Qin Dynasty, and at the demonic aura that permeated above the town, and frowned as he began to think.

"Stop, stop~whoa~whoa~"

"Get out of the way, the horse is out of control! Get out of the way~ ouch~ ouch~"

Just as Fusu was frowning and thinking, the sound of hurried horse hooves and bursts of shouting and calling gradually came from behind.

Fusu looked back when he heard the sound, and saw a carriage with horses out of control rushing towards him.

The middle-aged driver was shouting to himself while trying to control the out-of-control horse.
"Miss, please be careful!"

"Miss, are you okay?"

There was also a faint anxious cry of a girl from the out-of-control carriage.

"Miss, ma'am!"

Behind them, another carriage pulled by two horses was catching up. A group of servants stuck their heads out and kept calling out to the carriage in front.

Looking at the oncoming carriage and listening to the driver's shouts, Fusu did not move at all.

The next moment, just when the coachman thought that a collision with the young man in front was inevitable, Fusu suddenly glared at the horses pulling the carriage.

"唏伦~"

The next moment, the out-of-control horse suddenly stood up, neighing in fear. Even the carriage was lifted up, and the driver rolled directly into the carriage. There was a sound of collision and wailing from inside the carriage.

The next second, the horse that had stood up fainted, and the raised front of the carriage fell heavily to the ground, and there was another wailing inside the carriage.

“Whoa~~~”

At the rear, the horse-drawn carriage that was chasing closely also quickly stopped and almost hit the stopped carriage in front, causing all the people inside to roll into a ball.

The carriage behind also stopped in a hurry. The nine servants who were rolling in a ball on the carriage ignored the pain and crawled down from the carriage in panic, running towards the carriage in front, shouting in panic: "Miss, Miss, are you okay?"

The same shouts were heard in the carriage.

Fusu looked at these panicked people with interest.

"I'm fine!"

In the carriage, a young girl helped a scholar up.

"Miss, I deserve to die. I deserve to die. The horse got out of control. It was my fault!"

In the carriage, the middle-aged driver saw that the scholar was fine, and immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly to admit his mistake.

"Uncle Zhou, this is not your fault!"

The scholar who was helped up said to the driver with a forced smile. Then he rubbed his hurt shoulder and walked out of the carriage with the help of the girl.

"Miss, are you okay?"

The servants who got off the carriage at the back surrounded the carriage, looking at the scholar who was supported by the girl with concern.

"I'm fine, are you all okay too?"

The scholar shook his head and asked the servants who looked flustered and nervous with concern.

"We are fine, as long as the lady is fine!"

Hearing this, all the servants breathed a sigh of relief.

If anything happened to the young lady, these servants would be held responsible.

"It's good that everyone is okay!" The scholar said with a forced smile, then looked at Fusu, raised his hand and asked, "Brother, are you okay?" 'What dynasty's etiquette is this? But he is an interesting person! ' Looking at this scholar dressed as a man, Fusu thought in his heart, made the same salute as the scholar, and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's just a small scene!"

"That's good!" The scholar breathed a sigh of relief and then looked at Fusu carefully.

He was dressed in an outdated blue and white Hanfu costume embroidered with strange patterns and pictographic birds and beasts. It was not fashionable at all, but he looked handsome with nobility and dignity.

The scholar immediately walked towards Fusu and raised his hand again to greet him: "I am Zhu Yingtai, may I ask your name?"

With such temperament, this young man was obviously from an extraordinary family, at least from a noble family. The scholar immediately planned to get to know him.

Hearing the name Zhu Yingtai, Fusu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and returned the greeting: "My surname is Ying, Fusu!"

"So it is~" Zhu Yingtai said with a smile, but she froze in the middle of her words. Fusu, or Ying's surname.

Nowadays, there are still people who choose the name Fusu, and their surname is Ying. Is this person making fun of himself?

"Hahaha~!" Looking at Zhu Yingtai's expression, Fusu laughed twice and said seriously: "A real man will not tease you with his name. My name is indeed Ying Fusu, and my ancestor is from the Qin State, a descendant of the First Emperor, the one you are thinking of."

"This?" Upon hearing this, Zhu Yingtai looked at Fusu in surprise.

She didn't hear the hidden meaning in Fusu's words, but just thought that the other party confirmed that the name was what she thought, the same as the historical Ying Fusu.

What surprised her even more was that the man in front of her actually claimed to be a descendant of the First Emperor, but didn’t the history books say that the First Emperor had no descendants?

"Could this person be a Hu person from the Later Qin Dynasty? So he claims to be a descendant of the First Emperor? (The reason will be explained later)"

Zhu Yingtai couldn't help but guess in her heart.

"I am a pure Han Chinese, a true descendant of the First Emperor!" Seeing Zhu Yingtai's surprise and confusion, Fusu smiled and said, "There is nothing to be surprised about! The people who write history books are not omnipotent or all-knowing, so sometimes history books can deceive people."

Hearing this, Zhu Yingtai reacted, smiled and bowed again, apologizing: "Sorry, I made you laugh!"

Of course, although she apologized, Zhu Yingtai did not believe what Fusu said.

He still believed that the other party was a Hu people from the Later Qin Dynasty, and he insisted that he was a descendant of the First Emperor only for political reasons.

Fusu shook his head and did not correct him. He smiled and asked, "Where are you going, brother?"

Zhu Yingtai quickly replied, "I am going to study at Chongqi Academy. May I ask where you are going?"

"Chongqi Academy! I'm going there too! But I got separated from my servant, and I wonder if I can ride with you! Is it convenient?" Fusu said with a smile.

Now I have a rough idea of ​​what kind of world and period I am in.

Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, this is the Eastern Jin Dynasty, around 392 AD, but this is not an ordinary Eastern Jin Dynasty, but an Eastern Jin Dynasty where demons are rampant. After all, in just a small town in the east, there are at least five demonic auras. How could it be an ordinary world?

Hearing this, Zhu Yingtai instinctively wanted to refuse, but after a pause, she laughed and said, "Of course it's convenient. It's just right for me to exchange what I've learned with others!"

Thinking that Fusu was a Hu noble of the Later Qin Dynasty, she no longer had any intention of getting to know Fusu and did not want to have any contact with him.

At this time, he agreed to go with Fusu just to see what Fusu wanted to do in their Han territory, and also to understand the culture of these Hu people.

"Young Master!" At this moment, the middle-aged groom ran over and said nervously, "The frightened horse is dead!"

After saying this, the coachman was a little afraid to look at Zhu Yingtai.

Although my young lady is usually approachable and not mean, the death of a horse is no small matter! Especially when she is on the road.

"This!" Upon hearing this, Zhu Yingtai was also stunned.

They had two carriages, three horses, ten servants, a maid, and she, a total of twelve people, and her luggage alone had ten boxes. One less horse would be a big trouble.

(End of this chapter)