"Dad, these people are so strange, all dark-skinned. Why are they all staring at us?"
On the town street, Li Xiaotian, holding his daughter Tiantian, walked with Ye Qingmei. Hearing Tiantian's question, Li Xiaotian smiled and said.
"Because we are of the Yellow race, with yellow skin. They are of the Black race, so their skin is black. They are staring at us because Tiantian is too cute, that's why they are looking at us."
Li Xiaotian, before leaving this time, went to Gu Zhi Village to bring his wife and daughter. Although his current strength could not allow him to traverse the world freely, he had the strength to protect his family. He did not want to be separated from them.
Ye Qingmei frowned and whispered to Li Xiaotian.
"Xiaotian, why don't we leave here? Let's see if there are any big cities nearby. The gazes of these people are very uncomfortable."
Li Xiaotian's eyes flickered. He had also noticed this. The people in the town looked at them with only a little curiosity, but more with numbness, as if they had no vitality.
"It's okay. See if there's a place for children to play, let Tiantian play for a while, and then we'll leave."
Li Xiaotian spoke, looking dotingly at his daughter in his arms. For the past few days, he had been traveling in the mountains with the people of the Dragon King Hall, and the conditions were not good.
This was nothing to him and the people of the Dragon King Hall, but his wife and daughter had not experienced such things. Therefore, when they encountered this small town, Li Xiaotian brought his wife and daughter to look around. As for the people of the Dragon King Hall, they were all stationed in the mountains not far from the town.
The town was not large, and the three of them had walked around in a short while, but found no suitable places for children to play, which made Li Xiaotian a little disappointed.
Moreover, the town's infrastructure was very backward, making Li Xiaotian even doubt if he had traveled to ancient times. Compared to the towns of Daqin, it was far inferior.
In addition, besides those without vitality, many of the young people were ruffians. Seeing that Li Xiaotian and his wife and daughter were not locals, several groups of people with ill intentions had tried to approach them.
If Li Xiaotian had not secretly used his mental power to damage those people's spiritual power, many people would have died by now. As for whether those people would become fools in the future, Li Xiaotian did not care at all. Those people had harbored thoughts they shouldn't have, and sparing their lives was already a gift.
"Let's go. We'll find the provincial capital nearby later. The environment there should be good."
Li Xiaotian frowned and spoke. He had seen introductions of the Indian ethnic group online before, describing them as cheating, lying, chaotic, and dirty. He thought it was malicious propaganda online, but after seeing it firsthand, he realized that the descriptions online were somewhat understated.
Just as Li Xiaotian was about to leave, he glimpsed a Daqin restaurant on the side of the street. The environment inside was quite good, so he took his wife and daughter in.
"Boss, bring us a few specialty dishes from Daqin."
Li Xiaotian said, his mood also slightly improved. It was good luck to meet fellow villagers in a foreign land.
"Oh, fellow villager! Oh my, what a good day it is today to meet a fellow villager."
The restaurant owner was a middle-aged胖子, a Daqin person who hired a few locals as waiters. When he saw Li Xiaotian's family, he excitedly rushed out, his eyes even showing a hint of moisture.
"It's not easy. It's been three years. I haven't seen any Daqin people in three years." Da Feng Novel Network
The owner spoke emotionally. Since the great change in heaven and earth, Fo Province had lost contact with Daqin, and they, Daqin people living abroad, had no chance to return home.
There were means of transportation, but Fo Province and Daqin were separated by hundreds of miles of primeval forest, where fierce beasts roamed, and ordinary people who entered would only meet their death.
"Shaanbei person? Xi Tianyou?"
Li Xiaotian smiled and said, understanding the other party's situation. However, Daqin was now powerful, and perhaps they would send people to pick up those who were stranded abroad and could not return home in the future.
"Yes! Ah ya! I'm from Suide! The Shandan Daan flowers are blooming red, haha, fellow villager, please sit down quickly. No matter how much you eat today, I'll treat!"
The owner said with a laugh, his face beaming.
The owner, named Ma Hao, had heard on the internet when he was young that Indians were easy to fool and that it was easy to make money, so he came here with great enthusiasm.
He had been struggling here for more than ten years, married a local woman, and had settled down. His life was quite good. Before the great change in heaven and earth, he was considered one of the well-off people there.
However, now, although Ma Hao did not say it, the indescribable expression on his face explained everything. As an outsider without a background, being able to survive was already good.
"Brother Li, how is Daqin now? Have all the legendary figures in our Daqin appeared? Lao Tzu, Guiguzi, Lu Dongbin, these are all powerful figures! They are probably very good for us ordinary people. The current situation in Daqin is probably much better than here, right?"
Ma Hao asked cheerfully with anticipation. The internet in the town had been down for three years, and all communication equipment was unusable, so he did not know the current situation in Daqin.
Li Xiaotian smiled upon hearing this. The boss had quite an imagination, thinking that with legendary figures, ordinary people would live well?
Heh, if Daqin had not resisted, Daqin would probably not have been much better than Fo Province today.
Just as Li Xiaotian was about to say something about Daqin's situation, a commotion suddenly erupted from outside the street.
"Greetings, Holy Monk!!!"
"Lowly beings pay respects to the Holy Monk, begging the Holy Monk to bestow his Buddhist light and save us all."
On the street, three monks dressed in white robes walked in from outside the town. The leading monk, a middle-aged man, had a compassionate face. Behind him were two young monks, each holding a large jar.
Wherever the three passed, the residents on both sides of the street knelt down and paid respects, and many people placed their prepared gold and silver jewelry into the jars held by the two young monks.
"Damn it! Brother Li, you should hide first, don't let them see you, or it will cause some trouble."
Ma Hao's face turned pale, and he quickly said to Li Xiaotian. Because he was not a local, he had been oppressed by these monks quite often. If the monks discovered Li Xiaotian and his family, they would probably seize the opportunity to extort him severely.
But as soon as he finished speaking, a waiter in the shop ran out quickly, knelt on the ground, and shouted.
"Holy Monk, there are three foreigners here!"
After speaking, he glanced at Li Xiaotian's family with a look of triumph.
"Damn it! Aguduo, you are seeking death!"
Ma Hao's face changed drastically upon hearing this, and he glared fiercely at the waiter. He had treated these waiters well on weekdays, but who would have thought that at this critical moment, he would pull this stunt.
"Brother Li, don't speak later, I'll handle it!"
Ma Hao quickly instructed Li Xiaotian, with a look of apology, and then immediately walked out.
He also knelt on the ground, his face flushed, feeling ashamed to kneel in front of his fellow villager. In Daqin, one only knelt before elders.
"Foreigners? Why would foreigners come here? Where did they come from? Could they be disguised as Outer Realm Demons? Ma Hao, if you, an outsider, get involved with Outer Realm Demons, and if it's true, then no amount of incense offering will be useful!"
At this moment, the three monks had already walked up to Ma Hao. The leading middle-aged monk spoke with a serious tone, his eyes showing a hint of smugness. He first put a big hat on Ma Hao. If the latter did not satisfy him today, then he would not be blamed for making a fuss.