Tang Fei was overjoyed when he heard the notification from the system: "This main mission is exactly what I want. I want to become an official disciple of the Quanzhen Religion. I just don't know how easy it will be." Then he immersed himself in riding his horse and followed the direction on the map.
Rush forward.
At first, when he first started riding a horse, Tang Fei was a little uncomfortable, but now that a few minutes have passed, Tang Fei actually felt that riding a horse was quite enjoyable. If some people knew this, they would have to scold him, but in fact, riding a horse is a very enjoyable thing.
When things are tiring, not only horses are tired, but people are tired as well.
The more famous one is the Eight Hundred Miles Gold Medal Express. The so-called Eight Hundred Miles Gold Medal Express is that in order to send information, you have to ride a horse and walk eight hundred miles a day. And this eight hundred miles is actually not eight hundred miles in one go. In ancient times,
In order to deliver letters, there was a post station every ten or twenty miles on the official road.
The messenger would put on a new horse every time he arrived at a post station. In this way, even an ordinary horse would run as fast as possible because there was no need to consider endurance. In this way, he could run hundreds of miles a day.
The messengers are basically changed every fifty miles, because when riding a horse at full strength, the physical exertion is very terrible.
Of course, Tang Fei's current physique is about three times that of ordinary people, and coupled with his proficiency in riding skills, he will not get tired even after riding a horse for a day.
Until the sunset, Tang Fei still didn't see the shadow of the village. Tang Fei sighed: "Finally, I have to sleep in the wilderness. Is this a close contact with nature?" He found a tree, and Tang Fei stood on the tree.
Spent the night.
After eating the food the next day, he started on the road again, and so on, until the third day he arrived at an inhabited city - Pingyang City.
Tang Fei led the horse and slowly walked towards the city gate. When the officers and soldiers guarding the city saw Tang Fei coming, one of the leaders pointed at Tang Fei and asked, "Where are you from? What are you doing in Pingyang?" Now is the war period, Song Dynasty.
The army was also afraid of enemy spies sneaking in, so the investigation was relatively strict.
Tang Fei walked over and cupped his hands: "Gentlemen, I came from Taiyuan Mansion. I was just passing through Pingyang and planned to go to Jingzhao Mansion."
"Jingzhao Mansion? Why are you going to Jingzhao Mansion?" the little boss asked doubtfully.
"The military masters don't know something. I heard that the Quanzhen Sect in Zhongnan Mountain in Jingzhao Prefecture is a group of martial arts masters who come and go, so I went to become a disciple."
"Yes. That's it." The little leader nodded. He had heard of the name of the Quanzhen Sect. He had also gone there to become a disciple. Who knew that the Quanzhen Sect didn't take him in, so he said to Tang Fei: "
Go in." Then he stood where he was.
Tang Fei nodded and said with a smile: "We have Master Lao." Then he led the horse into the city.
It is now more than February and the New Year is coming soon. The weather is relatively cold and there are not many pedestrians on the streets of Pingyang City. However, Tang Fei can still see the joyful atmosphere from the busy shops on the street.
I don't know how many clips I have seen in TV dramas before, but compared with what I saw before me, Tang Fei had never seen almost half of the items, and he couldn't help but become interested. Tang Fei watched them with relish as he walked.
Suddenly Tang Fei heard a clear voice: "Brother Jing, listen to me, my father is not the murderer of your five masters. Can you please listen to me and tell you slowly?"
"Brother Jing?" Tang Fei was startled and looked for his voice. He saw a young man and woman in front of him walking towards him. The woman's snow-white skin revealed a layer of ruby-like faintness. It was really morning.
The newly gathered dew, the first birth of exotic flowers, is indescribably beautiful and exquisite. However, there is a trace of anxiety and sadness between the eyebrows. And behind the man's broad shoulders, thick eyebrows and big eyes, his face is simple, and his dark face is full of simplicity.
The color of pain.
Looking at this pair of men and women who had no sense of matching, Tang Fei was overjoyed: "How could we not meet each other anywhere in the world? I didn't expect to meet the protagonist so quickly."
"From what Huang Rong said, it seems that five of Guo Jing's masters have been killed on Peach Blossom Island." Thinking of this, Tang Fei suddenly felt a sense of evil in his heart, and made up his mind to walk towards Guo Jing and Huang Rong.
Guo Jing walked aimlessly on the streets of Pingyang City. Although he was accompanied by his sweetheart, but looking at the daughter of his enemy in front of him, Guo Jing couldn't help but feel a little bored. But as soon as this thread appeared, he cut it off. Guo Jing was not blind.
, Huang Rong's feelings are very clear to him. From the time they met until now, the two of them have shared the joys and sorrows, and have helped each other. The accumulated feelings have already penetrated deeply into their hearts.
Now that five of his masters have been killed by Huang Laoxie, he really shouldn't be too close to Huang Rong now.
Shaking his head, Guo Jing ignored Huang Rong's words and still walked forward, when suddenly a voice stopped him.
Tang Fei looked at Guo Jing who was walking over, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Brother, I see that there are several gray auras lingering around your Yintang. It must be that several relatives have passed away recently. Please forgive me."
Guo Jing paused, and then looked at the young man in front of him in horror. He saw that the young man in front of him was talented and delicate, especially his bright eyes and a smile at the corner of his mouth. He fell in love with him at a glance.
Guo Jing looked at Tang Fei with surprise and confusion on his face and said, "Who are you and how did you know that several of my masters have just passed away?"
Tang Fei murmured in his heart: "How do I know? It's written in the book." With a slight smile, Tang Fei said: "Xia Xuan Tianji is a contemporary descendant of the Taoist Tianji divine calculation line. As for why I learned about the death of several masters from Xiongtai,
I am the descendant of Tianji Divine Calculation, so I will know it as soon as I look at my brother."
"Tian Ji Divine Calculation?" Guo Jing naturally had never heard of Tian Ji Divine Calculation, so he raised his hand and said, "I am ignorant and have never heard of the name Tian Ji Divine Calculation."
Tang Fei laughed and said, "Haha, it's normal that you haven't heard of me. I am of the same lineage as Tianji Shensuan. I only calculate for the people who are destined to be destined. As for who is destined to be, it all depends on my own mood." But in his heart, he was thinking: "Nonsense.
I've never heard of it, where have you heard of it..."
A pleasant voice interrupted the conversation between Tang Fei and Guo Jing. "Brother Jing, don't listen to his nonsense. Things like fortune telling are all lies. The so-called five questions, three answers, and two-legged lies. He said ten sentences to you.
The five sentences are asking about your business. The remaining five sentences, two nonsense sentences and three are the answers to your questions. You must not believe it."
Guo Jing looked at Huang Rong in front of him and nodded. From the first time he met Huang Rong, he almost obeyed Huang Rong's words. At this time, he also felt that Huang Rong's words were correct.
Tang Fei couldn't help but feel his eyes light up when he looked at Huang Rong. Huang Rong's beauty was mentioned more than once in The Legend of the Condor Heroes. It is evident that Ouyang Ke was surrounded by countless beauties, but he was fascinated by Huang Rong after just one glance.
Tang Fei cupped his hands in front of Huang Rong and said, "Hahaha, what you said is wrong. Believe it or not. If you don't believe it, I can make a fortune for you. What do you think?"
When Huang Rong saw Tang Fei calling out to Guo Jing at first, she thought he was a pedestrian asking for directions, but when she heard that he was actually a magician, she couldn't help but stepped forward to expose him. But then Tang Fei's words surprised Huang Rong.
Tang Fei stretched out his right hand and made a calculation with his fingers. He looked attentive. This acting technique really didn't need to be learned. After a few moments, Tang Fei looked at Huang Rong and said: "I saw the girl's bright eyes and white teeth, and there was a water vapor surrounding her body."
, must have just come from the sea recently, and the water is so majestic and deep-rooted that the girl's home is naturally not in the middle of the earth, but on the island. Is that right?"
Huang Rong and Guo Jing looked at Tang Fei in surprise. They were surprised that what Tang Fei said was the same. Huang Rong frowned and pouted and said, "You must be blind. Tell me more."
"Hahaha, okay, let me continue." Tang Fei laughed in his heart, "Is it true that I grew up watching "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"? It's really stress-free to fool you, is it true?"
Tang Fei continued: "Although the girl is surrounded by water, there is a trace of deviant evil mixed in the water. This evil is extremely masculine. Naturally, it is not owned by the girl herself. I don't think there can be such evil in the world.
There is only one person. And the girl's water vapor comes from the east. The water vapor is pink in color, as if there are pieces of peach blossoms flowing in it. Peach belongs to wood. When water meets wood, it is a sign of prosperity, so the girl and Dongxiehuang Yaoshi
There must be a lot of connections, and the girl's name must have the word "rong" in it. In this way, if my calculations are good, the girl's surname should be Huang Mingrong."
"You...you." Huang Rong's thoughts were so confused that she couldn't even speak. Looking at the smiling young man in front of her, Huang Rong couldn't help but think of what her father Huang Yaoshi once said: "There are thousands of wonderful people in the world. As a father,
This strange formation is just a joke in the eyes of some strange people." At that time, Huang Rong thought that Huang Yaoshi was being self-effacing, but now it seems that her father was right, there are indeed strange people and strangers in the world that she doesn't know about.
Before Huang Rong could react, Guo Jing stepped forward and held Tang Fei's hand tightly: "God, brother, you are really a man of God. What you said about Rong'er was exactly right. Brother, you are great."
"Yes, can you tell me where my big enemy Dongxie Huang Yaoshi is now?" At this time, he was so anxious that he could not wait to meet a living god. He couldn't wait to learn the whereabouts of Huang Yaoshi.
Tang Fei looked at Guo Jing who was clinging to him and smiled: "When I made calculations for this girl just now, I also made calculations for brother. It seems that brother's so-called enemy is not Dongxie Huang Yaoshi, but Yaoshi Dongxiehuang.
There is someone else."
"What?" Guo Jing shouted in disbelief: "Impossible, my fourth master wrote it with his own hand..." He couldn't go on. What Nanxiren wrote at that time was "The one who kills me is ten."
", only the first "ten" was written on the fifth character, and he died of anger. Guo Jing always thought it was Huang Yaoshi's yellow character, but now the fortune teller in front of him said that there was someone else, and he couldn't help but lose his confidence.
"You, you know the truth? I knew the murderer was not my father, so who is the murderer?" Huang Rong quickly asked Tang Fei anxiously. She had been worried about this matter for the past few days. On one side was her lover, and on the other was
His own biological father, Huang Rong, was caught in the middle and suffered so much injustice.
Tang Fei looked at Guo Jing and Huang Rong in front of him and spread his hands: "Two of you, this street doesn't seem to be a place for conversation, right?"