A person like him, not to mention accompanied by servants, should at least ride in a carriage, or even worse, ride a horse. It is really rare for someone like him to walk and ride in a carriage.

Both the riders and the carriages passing by Zhang Sui were a little curious about him.

The current Zhang Sui, due to his cultivation, is tall and handsome in appearance. Although he has restrained his aura and only reveals his mortal posture, he is still extremely outstanding.

You can tell something about this from the eyes of the people passing by him. Some women sitting in the carriage peeked at him with the curtains half-closed. A few people turned around and whispered in the carriage, and even laughed.

Came out faintly.

Zhang Sui's ears were so strong that even if his voice was weak, he could still hear it clearly.

Hearing those words of praise for his appearance made him feel happy, and even his somewhat depressed mood eased a little.

But even if there were people who were curious about his identity, no one stopped to communicate with him, so he didn't take it seriously. He shook the folding fan lightly in his hand and walked leisurely.

Not long after, there was a heavy sound of wheels behind me.

Zhang Sui ignored it and continued walking slowly while looking at the scenery on both sides.

It was an oxcart loaded with logs, and the driver was an old man in his fifties or sixties, with a little boy in his teens sitting next to him.

After the ox cart passed Zhang Sui, it moved forward about ten feet and stopped.

The little guy sitting on the shaft of the car climbed up to the log on the car, looked at the slow-moving Zhang Sui, and shouted loudly: "Master, grandpa asked me to ask you if you want a ride?"

Zhang Sui was stunned when he heard the sound, and looked up to see the little boy lying on the log, staring at him with a pair of big black and white eyes.

The old man next to him, with a wrinkled face, was also looking in his direction with a simple and honest smile on his face.
Chapter completed!