Once things happen like this, it will be a lot of trouble.
After all, there were no roads around, so since he was determined to continue on his way, he had no other choice but to walk towards Yuqing City through the barren mountains and ridges.
Not to mention other things, once your feet sink into the snow and accidentally encounter a snow pit or the like, it will be very troublesome.
Although both of them have extraordinary skills now, after soaking in the water of Tianling Pond, the zhenqi in Zhao Rui's body has become very considerable.
But in this one hundred and eight thousand miles, we can't just rely on our true energy to move forward.
Forced into desperation, the two of them could only walk all the way back, carefully looking out for a place to rest and live along the way.
After walking for five miles, we saw that the sky was getting late, and suddenly we saw a thatched house on the roadside, with smoke rising from the chimney. It was obvious that someone lived here.
The two of them were extremely happy and walked quickly over hand in hand.
When he walked to the door, Zhao Rui quickly stretched out his hand and patted the door hard. After a while, he heard the woman's angry voice coming from inside: "It's coming, it's coming! It's snowing so heavily, who is it?"
ah?"
When the door was pushed open by the woman, Zhao Rui quickly bowed and saluted, and said: "Sister, my wife and I are rushing outside, but we don't want the snow to fall heavier and heavier, and the official road leading to Yuqing City will be blocked.
It’s blocked.”
The young woman's face turned pale, she looked outside with dumbfounded eyes, and said, "Oh! It snowed so heavily? It even blocked the official road!"
Zhao Rui nodded slowly and smiled, then took out a piece of silver from his pocket, handed it to the young woman respectfully, and said softly: "I don't mean to bother you, my wife and I are very sorry, it's a small thing, it's disrespectful, Wan Wang
Under my sister."
This woman was not a hospitable person in the first place. She had lived in the countryside since she was a child, and she had not even the slightest interest in nonsense like helping others.
But seeing that the ingot of silver that Zhao Rui handed over was very heavy, he bravely walked in quickly to meet Zhao Rui and Murong Chunyu.
The room smelled of alcohol. It was originally a room that was not fully sheltered from the wind and rain, but it had only four walls. Even the roof in the northwest direction was leaking.
After Murong Chunyu followed Zhao Rui and walked in from the outside, she smelled the pungent smell of alcohol and immediately frowned, subconsciously reaching out to cover her nose.
Zhao Rui's expression was also very unnatural. He saw that there was only one man sitting in the room, who was about the same age as the young woman. The man was dressed like a scholar and was sitting upright in front of the desk, holding a brush tightly in his hand.
The brush had obviously not been on the paper for a long time, and the ink on the tip of the brush had begun to dry slightly.
There were not a few words on the paper in front of this man. He sat in front of the desk in a daze, and never put his pen down on the paper to write.
The woman pulled out two stools from under the dining table and respectfully invited Zhao Rui and Murong Chunyu to sit down.
As soon as he sat down, Murong Chunyu couldn't help but asked curiously: "Why is there such a strong smell of alcohol in this room? It can sting one's nose and make it very uncomfortable."
The woman sat down next to Murong Chunyu, sighed softly, and said apologetically: "Little madam, to tell you the truth, this wine was all drunk by my unsatisfactory husband."