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Chapter 112: The Mysterious Old Man

The next morning, Xiao Chen sat alone on the black wind. Behind him, Ye Han and the Blood Guard Baiqi stood aside.

Now that the matter in Yangnan has been completely settled, it is time for Xiao Chen to truly go to the Kingdom of Guizhou and go to a broader stage.

"shelf!"

As Xiao Chen patted the horse's back, Xiao Chen dismounted and galloped away.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of cavalry began to move behind Xiao Chen. The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, splashing up streaks of yellow sand. Xiao Chen's back gradually drifted away in the hazy sand and mist until it was no longer visible.

Outside the post house, Wu Liang and Ji Wushuang slowly looked away.

"Sir, why do you think the prince would rather take risks in Yangnan than leave here with Bai Qi?" Wu Liang asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Ji Wushuang raised his eyebrows and said, "You ask me?"

Wu Liang nodded and said: "Of course I have to ask sir. Now in this post house, it is estimated that only sir can guess what the prince is thinking."

Ji Wushuang shook his head and said: "Then you really think highly of me. To be honest, there are only a few people in the world who can understand what our King Yong'an does."

Wu Liang's mouth twitched and he said: "Sir, are you kidding me?"

Ji Wushuang smiled and said: "When faced with opponents, people in the martial arts are not afraid of their opponents' superb skills. What they are afraid of are people like Xiao Chen who don't follow the rules at all."

Suddenly shaking his head and smiling, Ji Wushuang continued: "That's good. The big dyeing vat in Fengming City that is bound by rules should be allowed to be played by people like Xiao Chen. Who knows, it may have unexpected effects."

Wu Liang scratched his head in confusion, unable to understand the meaning of Ji Wushuang's words. He only vaguely understood that Xiao Chen would definitely not be calm this time when he went to Fengming City.

With a helpless smile, Wu Liang let out a long sigh. It would be strange for his own prince to be able to calm down.

There is still about a thousand miles between Yang Nan and Fengming City. If Xiao Chen wants to arrive within two days, he must travel under the stars and at night.

This was no stranger to Xiao Chen, who had ridden back to Yong'an from Kyoto alone. Looking at Xiao Chen with a calm expression on the horse, Dugu Han and Ye Han were slightly surprised. This pampered prince, in

There was no earth-shattering wail on the horseback, which was beyond their expectations.

The feeling of traveling thousands of miles is not something ordinary people can endure.

Ye Han gently pinched the horse's belly, rode the horse to Xiao Chen and said, "Looking at you like this, you don't look like a prince who only spends time and alcohol."

When Xiao Chen heard this, he immediately said with some pride: "That's right, I grew up in Yong'an, a borderland. Besides, when I arrived in Kyoto, I didn't forget to ride an eagle and shoot, even though it's a mere thousand miles away, it doesn't matter."

In front of us is the endless official road, and when the horse's hooves fall, it always brings up a burst of flying sand and dust.

Xiao Chen suddenly murmured: "I don't know whether the girls from Guizhou are smart or not."

Ye Han's face darkened. Sure enough, this kid had not forgotten his true colors after all.

It is said that autumn rains are unpredictable. One second, the sky is clear, and the next moment, dark clouds gather, and heavy rain sweeps in from the distance like a mighty army. Soon, Xiao Chen and others were drenched.

The rain hit Xiao Chen's somewhat dirty face, and drops of turbid liquid suddenly fell from Xiao Chen's cheeks.

In the rainstorm, Xiao Chen sat on the horseback and shouted in joy, looking up to the sky, feeling quite crazy.

Xiao Chen did not choose to take shelter from the rain. Naturally, a soldier like Dugu Han would not feel lucky. He just followed Xiao Chen silently. Looking at Xiao Chen who finally showed a pleasant smile in the rain, Ye Han couldn't help but feel in his heart

He sighed: "After all, this Xiao Chen is still somewhat frank, and he is worthy of the true meaning of his Enlightenment Mountain. To be his junior disciple, he is indeed qualified."

Suddenly an old man in a white robe jumped out in front of the road. The old man was holding a wine bottle in his hand, his nose was red, and his eyes were hazy from drunkenness.

If Zhang Gu were here, he would naturally be able to recognize this person at a glance as the old man who had stopped his fight with the black-robed armored guard.

The old man in white robe had obviously drunk too much. He was swaying when he walked on the road. During the heavy rain, the ground was full of mud. The old man just stepped into the mud with one foot and one foot. The mud splashed and became sticky.

On his pure white robe, they looked like gray plum blossoms, which were particularly dazzling.

Seeing the old man in front of him, Xiao Chen quickly reined in the reins.

It was also when Hei Feng was approaching that the old man noticed Xiao Chen and the others on the road. He raised his head, and the old man looked at Hei Feng in front of him with drunken eyes and said, "What a big beast."

However, the extremely vigilant Blood Guard and others quickly came to Xiao Chen and protected Xiao Chen.

After all, it would seem a bit suspicious for an old man to suddenly appear in the wilderness.

"Your Majesty, it's better to be careful." Duguhan reminded in a low voice from the side.

Xiao Chen smiled slightly, waved his hands gently and pushed everyone away. Then he looked at the old man with a smile and said, "Old man, why don't you go home when it rains so heavily?"

The old man seemed to have suddenly come back to his senses, looked at Xiao Chen and said: "Home, old man, I don't need any home. This landscape and countryside are my home everywhere."

Xiao Chen was happy and simply followed the old man's words and said, "Old man, where are you going to rest in the mountain col tonight?"

The old man waved his hands and said: "It doesn't matter where you go, but you, kid, look at you, you are so tired, you look like someone who has no place to rest."

Xiao Chen nodded and said with a smile: "The old man hit the nail on the head. According to what you said, I will have to occupy your home to rest tonight."

The old man waved his hands proudly and said: "Go and have a rest. I don't have much else, but this ravine and cave has everything you need. Just pick one, and you don't have to say hello to me."

Hey, if you say this old man has courage, he really gives away mountains and rivers in this world as he says. He is more magnificent than those emperors.

Ye Han was sitting on the horse, looking intently at the old man in front of him. Suddenly Ye Han frowned and whispered to Xiao Chen: "Your Majesty, this old man is not simple..."

Xiao Chen frowned when he heard this. If he could put Dugu Han's reminder aside, then Xiao Chen had to treat Ye Han's reminder with caution.

"Is this old man very strong?" Xiao Chen asked in a deep voice.

Ye Han shook his head and said, "I can't say, I just have a feeling."

Xiao Chen's smile instantly faded, and he looked at the old man with a solemn expression and said, "Old man, I'm just passing through here. If you don't need help, can you make way for me to leave."

Looking at Xiao Chen who was suddenly a little cautious, the old man smiled meaningfully, pointed at Xiao Chen's chest and said: "Then show me the two books on your chest, and I will get out of my way."
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