Creating a Different World - Chapter 2133

[Chapter 2133 Cao Ping’s Night Escape]

“I didn’t expect that there would be such an elegant residence in the mountains!” Cao Ping was brought to the temporary base by Jia Zhengjin. After entering the house and sitting down, he looked around and said.

“How is it? Is it okay? I built this myself.” Jia Zhengjin said, “Stay here tonight and continue on the journey tomorrow!”

“You really don’t want to go to Shangdang with me?”

“Why should I go there? My home is here, and I don’t want to run around.”

“The Yellow Turban bandits will definitely hunt you down!”

“It doesn’t matter. Can they find you if you hide in the mountains?” Jia Zhengjin shrugged, “Sit down, I’ll apply some more medicine to your wound, and the snake venom can be removed more cleanly.”

“Thank you!”

“I should thank you, after all, it was you who rescued me from prison.”

After applying the medicine to Cao Ping, Jia Zhengjin went to the kitchen to pour some water: “Here! Are you hungry? Or do you want to get something to eat?”

“Thank you!” Cao Ping was indeed very hungry. He was tortured in prison during this period of time, and it was good to have a meal a day. The Yellow Turban Army still needed to get information from him, so they would not let him starve to death.

Jia Zhengjin entered the kitchen, took out some wolf meat from his virtual backpack, and cooked it on the campfire.

When it was done, he took it out and put it on the table.

Cao Ping was already starving, so he picked up the meat and put it in his mouth, chewing it, his mouth full of oil. After

eating a few bites, he looked up in confusion: “Is this wolf meat?”

“Can you tell?” Jia Zhengjin laughed.

“I have eaten wolf meat before, and it is not delicious.”

“That’s because I’m not a good cook!”

Cao Ping nodded and wolfed it down again.

While he was eating the meat, Jia Zhengjin took out the previously printed photo from his virtual backpack and pushed it in front of him: “Ask, have you ever seen this person?”

Seeing the photo Jia Zhengjin put on the table, Cao Ping showed a shocked expression: “Where did this painting come from? Who is the great sage who created it? I have never seen such a painting, but it seems like I have met this person in person.”

“I just want to ask you if you have seen this person!” Jia Zhengjin interrupted him.

Looking at the photo carefully, Cao Ping shook his head: “Never seen it!”

“Oh!” Since he had never seen it, Jia Zhengjin put the photo away.

“This painting. Where did this painting come from? Can I have it again?” Cao Ping was still not satisfied. Jia Zhengjin

thought for a moment, took out the photo and handed it to him: “How about this, I’ll give it to you!”

“No, no! Such a precious thing, how can I accept it?” Cao Ping waved his hand and refused.

“Listen to me first,” Jia Zhengjin looked at him, “This thing is not valuable to me, but I want to find the person above. I’ll give it to you. When you return to Shangdang, can you use the resources of the government to find him for me?”

“You want to find someone?”

“Yes! If possible, I hope you can help me find him.” Jia Zhengjin nodded, “Once you have news, send someone to my house. If I’m not at home, you can put a few big stones at the door as a signal, and then I will come to you.”

“But this thing is rare in the world.”

“Take it, just help me find someone!” Jia Zhengjin didn’t care.

Anyway, he could ask Nuwa to print more photos at any time, so this one was not a big deal.

Seeing his attitude, Cao Ping hesitated for a moment and finally nodded: “In this case, I will present this treasure to the governor. I believe the governor will look for this person. I am exhausted, is there a place to rest?”

“I’ll take you to the guest room to sleep!”

“Thank you!”

Cao Ping fell asleep, probably because he was too tired, and snored loudly.

Jia Zhengjin was lying in the master bedroom, thinking about what to do tomorrow.

Originally, he wanted to use the identity of a carpenter to sneak into Ye County, and then ask around about the guy who cast the curse. Unexpectedly, because of his lack of understanding of this era, he became a suspect of the Yellow Turban Army and was arrested.

Now it is estimated that the Yellow Turban Army is searching for him all over the city. How can I go back with this identity tomorrow?

Do I have to give up my identity as a carpenter and become someone else

in just one day? Doesn’t this mean that it ends at the beginning? I haven’t started to experience the life of an ancient carpenter yet!

Speaking of which, my carpentry craftsmanship seems to be more modern works, some of which are too avant-garde.

Or it is the furniture in the style of the magic world. There is no recipe for this kind of ancient style work!

The recipe is probably to kill monsters, or open treasure chests, dig treasure maps to get it.

There is another problem. I just escaped from the Yellow Turban Prison. I must be wanted by the whole city. How can I come here in this appearance?

How can I use magic to kill my way into the city and kill all the Yellow Turbans here?

No, no, that would be boring!

I have to play the role of an ordinary person now. It is too much to crush them with magic.

Disguise? But I still have to enter the city as a carpenter. The Yellow Turbans must be keeping a close eye on all the carpenters now, right?

It is said that the Yellow Turban Uprising was mighty, but it also declined quickly.

How about waiting here until the Yellow Turbans are repelled by the officers and soldiers?

While thinking about it, the snoring next door disappeared, and then I heard the sound of Cao Ping getting up.

The other party left the room and walked over here quietly.

Jia Zhengjin closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, but squinted his eyes and looked outside silently.

In the darkness, Cao Ping could only see the general outline of Jia Zhengjin through the faint moonlight projected through the window. But Jia Zhengjin could clearly see Cao Ping’s every move and even the expression on his face through his night vision ability.

Cao Ping appeared outside the master bedroom door and carefully peeked inside to observe.

After confirming that Jia Zhengjin was “sleeping soundly”, he turned around and left without saying a word, and actually left the wooden house.

Curiously followed him, standing behind the door and saw Cao Ping come to the yard, turned back to look at the house, and then muttered to himself: “The military situation is urgent, and I need to return to the city as soon as possible. This person cannot be trusted, so don’t let him know. I just hope that the Yellow Turban Army will not rush to attack Shangdang.”

As he spoke, he ran down the mountain with his injured leg that had almost recovered.

He was really brave to leave in the middle of the night! Jia Zhengjin hid behind the door and looked at the other party’s back, thinking that he was not afraid of being caught by jackals, tigers and leopards?

Of course, he didn’t care much about the life or death of this person, but he felt that it was a bit rude to leave without saying goodbye.

Cao Ping took the photos away, so he should help find people, right?

Watching him disappear completely in the night, Jia Zhengjin shrugged, turned around and went back to the room to lie down.

What should I do tomorrow? How to get into Ye County?

Is it true that he changed his identity in less than a day? I haven’t had enough fun yet.

“Nuwa!” After turning it over and over again, he finally couldn’t help but call.

“Swish!” Nuwa immediately appeared in front of him, smiling: “Captain, what do you want?”

“Show me the satellite monitoring of Ye County. What is the current situation of the Yellow Turban Army?”

“Swish!” A huge virtual monitoring screen immediately appeared in front of him, showing a thumbnail of Ye County in the form of a bird’s-eye view.

Just as he was about to zoom in, Jia Zhengjin found that there was a red dot around the location of his base, and it was approaching quickly.

The red dots represent enemies. There are so many of them at once, and they seem to be coming from the city. Could they be the Yellow Turban Army?

(End of this chapter)