Yellow Millet Dream

Stone Bridge Station.

The only post station near Mausoleum Mountain, Chen Luo arrived on a donkey when it was nearly Zi Shi.

Two rows of carriages were parked outside the post station, each watched over by attendants.

When they saw Chen Luo approach, none of them spoke. They merely edged instinctively closer to their own goods. When traveling abroad, people who suddenly appeared were the ones who demanded the most vigilance.

Chen Luo paid them no mind. After dismounting from the donkey, he turned and entered the building.

The post station's errand boy hurried forward, intending to lead the donkey into the stable. But when he pulled—

It would not budge.

This donkey looked skin and bones, yet it possessed astonishing strength. No matter how hard the errand boy pulled, it did not move a fraction.

"Eh? I refuse to believe I can't move a beast like you!"

The errand boy's temper flared. Tugging the rope, he tried to forcibly drag the donkey away. Yet the donkey was as heavy as a massive stone. Even after exerting the strength of nine bulls and two tigers, the errand boy could not move it. Instead, the donkey cast him a disdainful glance and answered with a string of "Hee-haw, hee-haw!"

Provoked by the donkey, the errand boy flew into a rage.

The guards watching the carriages from the two groups all smiled at the sight.

The night was long; having such a show to watch was just right.

The wooden door opened from outside, and cold wind swept in through the entrance. The fire inside flickered, and the shadows reflected on the wall twisted. Several people deep in sleep woke abruptly, instinctively reaching for the weapons at their sides.

"It's that strange man riding the donkey."

Someone in the darkness spoke, though