Because of the above result, it also caused a misunderstanding between Feifei and Ye Lang. In Feifei's heart, Ye Lang was a shameless and despicable pervert.
"Achoo …"
Ye Lang pinched his nose, looked ahead, and said blankly: "Could it be that I have a cold? No, it's not a cold. Then someone must be thinking of me … "
At this time, Ye Lang was sitting in a hired carriage on the road to the Holy City.
After the matter with Edward, Ye Lang, who had left the City Lord's Mansion, immediately went to hire a carriage and left. He had no intention of staying in Alexandria, and he had already planned to leave that day.
When he hired the carriage, Ye Lang once again felt that it was right to stab his brother for a woman, because he realized that he had actually been taken far away by Edward. Alexandria was not on the way to the Holy City at all. They were in two different directions.
The coachman from before, after receiving so much money from him, actually lied to him. He must have been bribed by that dark thing.
I curse you, one of you fell into a latrine pit, and the other continued to be dark. At the very least, you can't return to normal.
… ….
"Ahhhh, who is so wicked? Why did they dig a latrine pit here and not cover it up …" A coachman and his carriage fell into a latrine pit that was about to be repaired.
And this coachman seemed to be the one that Ye Lang cursed …
"Is that bastard Ye Lang playing with me? It's already been three months, why hasn't he recovered to his original appearance?" Edward said after three months. However, at this time, he was very healthy, just a little darker than an ordinary person.
However, Edward always felt uncomfortable, perhaps because he was afraid of his dark skin.
It seemed that most people who were cursed by Ye Lang would have a tragic ending, and it would come true. This also made people not dare to let Ye Lang say anything. If he was right, it would be troublesome.
… ….
"Young master, there seems to be something up ahead. I'll go take a look. You wait here." When the carriage passed by a place, there were many people gathered in front of it, so the coachman went to investigate.
"Oh, then you go," Ye Lang replied casually.
Very quickly, the coachman ran back, as if he was running for his life …
“？？ What happened? "Ye Lang asked in confusion.
"Young Master, there is a group of refugees in front of us. They are fighting for food. It's best if we take a detour." The coachman jumped onto the carriage and prepared to take a detour.
"Refugees?" Ye Lang was stunned for a moment. This term seemed very distant to him. Whether it was in his original world or the current one, he had never seen it before.
Especially in this world, where he had always been active in the upper echelons of society. He had never come into contact with this level of society, so he had never had the opportunity to see it.
In fact, no matter what world it was, there would always be refugees. Natural disasters were a problem that couldn't be avoided, and someone seemed to have said that when there was a natural disaster, there would definitely be a man-made disaster.
Compared to natural disasters, man-made disasters seem to be more terrifying.
"There's no need to take a detour. Let's go over and take a look," Ye Lang said indifferently. This indifferent tone made people unable to understand why he was saying this. Was it because he had never seen refugees before, was it because he wanted to have fun, or was it because he had a compassionate thought and wanted to save these refugees in front of him?
However, no matter what the reason was, the coachman would always say the same thing, "Young Master, don't go over. There's nothing to see here. I know that you young master haven't seen it before and want to see it out of curiosity, but it's better if you don't see it. Once those refugees discover you, you definitely won't be able to escape."
This coachman could be considered to have traveled far and wide for many years, and he had seen similar situations before. He knew that although these refugees were pitiful, they were also hateful.
Among these refugees, there would be some who would ignore the dissuasion of others and harm some rich people in order to steal some money or food.
The situation in front of him was a very good proof. They were fighting for food, and if they couldn't satisfy them, even more terrifying things would happen. This was also the main reason why the coachman wanted to avoid them.
"I know this, but I still want to go and take a look. You can leave first, it's fine." Ye Lang waved his hand and jumped out of the carriage, allowing the coachman to leave first.
The coachman furrowed his brows and looked at Ye Lang in confusion. He didn't understand what this noble young master was trying to do. Was he trying to play a hero? If that was the case, then there was no need for him to accompany him. It would be better for him to leave as soon as possible.
However, from his interactions with the coachman, he felt that Ye Lang wasn't the kind of person who wanted to play the hero. This noble young master was different from the other hedonistic young masters. He had always kept a low profile and had never used his status to bully others.
However, there were times when he would throw money at people, but under normal circumstances, the people who were thrown would leave happily because Ye Lang was too extravagant.
Because of this, the coachman was hesitating. He wanted to stay. There might be some interesting things that could make him a famous person, although this was only a feeling.
However, in front of this temptation, there was also the threat of death. Thus, the coachman was in a dilemma …
Ye Lang didn't care about the coachman's expression. He just stood quietly on the road, under the light of the setting sun, accompanied by Xiao Rui. He looked at those refugees who were out of control, and they were only fighting for the food they needed.
This scene couldn't help but make people think of the arrival of death. It was like a scene from hell …
"Roar … there's another one over there …" At this moment, someone shouted from within the crowd of refugees. Those who were on the periphery and didn't have a chance, or more accurately, had a very small chance of getting the food, all focused their attention on Ye Lang.
Following that, a large number of refugees ran towards Ye Lang, fighting to be the first. They didn't want to lose this advantage again.
"Ah, young master, hurry and run!" After being provoked, the coachman immediately ran. His hesitation disappeared, because he had already made his choice.
Of course, as a competent coachman, he also called out to Ye Lang. As for whether Ye Lang ran or not, that was another matter.
"You go first." When Ye Lang said this, the coachman had already driven the carriage far away. Whether or not his words reached the coachman's ears remained to be seen.
"Quick, don't let the carriage get away. Don't bother with that brat for now." The group of refugees became a little anxious when they realized that the carriage had run away. To them, Ye Lang and Xiao Rui weren't of much use. What they wanted was the contents of the carriage.
They believed that there should be something in the carriage, and even if Ye Lang and Xiao Rui had food on them, it would be limited.
Also, even if there wasn't anything in the carriage, there were still two horses.
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