Summary of the previous chapter: With Ma Xiaoquan's "magic calculation", Cao Cao was not busy and quickly eliminated it. After the army came to the city, Cao Cao asked Ma Xiaoquan to be a lobbyist again, and wanted to defeat the enemy without fighting, but Ma Xiaoquan sternly refused. On the other hand, in fact,
Already wearing night clothes and slipping away, Jinyang City now is actually a leaderless city...
Cao Hong cursed for half an hour, until Cao Hong ran out of words, and no one in the city responded.
"It's strange!" Cao Hong turned his head and asked Ma Xiaoquan, "Master Shangxian, why don't you see someone in the city responding to me? Is it possible that he is both wise and brave?"
Ma Xiaoquan was also a little puzzled. Cao Hong's scolding was unpleasant enough. Even Ma Xiaoquan, who was not minding his own business, would be affected by Cao Hong's scolding, let alone the person involved.
Ma Xiaoquan felt that something was not right, and quickly operated the data device in his body to check in detail.
There are only a few scattered sentences about the historical information, especially the cause of death, which is very unclear.
"Since Cao Cao didn't kill him, then who would kill him?"
Ma Xiaoquan was a little confused.
"No, it seems I have to go take a look." After saying that, Ma Xiaoquan stood up and jumped out of the chariot.
Cao Hong saw it and asked hurriedly: "Where is Master Shangxian going?"
Ma Xiaoquan waved his hand: "Shit!"
Cao Hong: "..."
...
He slipped out of Jinyang City smoothly.
Because we had to fight a defensive battle, the defense in the outer city was looser than that in the inner city, so we came out without much effort.
Standing under the city gate, he hesitated.
At present, Cao Jun is in the south and Jinyang is in the north, so the north and south directions will definitely not be chosen.
"In this way, there is a better chance of escaping in the east-west direction, eh eh..."
He touched his inner pocket and took out a coin.
This is a five-baht coin with writing on one side and smooth side.
Make both hands round, then put the coins into both hands and start shaking them.
While shaking, he muttered to himself: "If there is a word, it means east, if there is no word, it means west... If there is a word, it means east, if there is no word, it means west..."
"Pa!" He stopped decisively, clasped his hands together, then turned his hand over and turned over the five-baht coin.
I touched it again, but there was no word.
"Okay, then I'll just go from the west, which will be closer to Liu Biao's place!"
...
Ma Xiaoquan jumped off the chariot and ran to the west.
It's not because Ma Xiaoquan's judgment is correct, but because of the guidance of the heart of time in his body.
Ma Xiaoquan is actually quite depressed. After he time travels back, as time goes by, the Heart of Time seems to have its own consciousness. It not only stops Ma Xiaoquan and restricts Ma Xiaoquan in many situations, but what's more, he will take advantage of Ma Xiaoquan's weak consciousness.
Control Ma Xiaoquan's thoughts under the circumstances.
This kind of controlling behavior happened once, but it has been a long time since the ten years of Jian'an.
As Ma Xiaoquan ran, he thought to himself: The information on Huang Jingming that Zhang Yan gave me said that the heart of time can control people's consciousness... Well, from this point of view, Huang Jingming's death was not
It's just a simple backlash of the heart of time... It should be related to the struggle for consciousness...
Just as he was thinking about it, Ma Xiaoquan felt that he bumped into someone, and he said "Ouch" and fell down.
"Huh?" Ma Xiaoquan felt strange and quickly stood up.
If it weren't for his previous change in weight, Ma Xiaoquan would never have fallen.
"Huh!" Ma Xiaoquan took a look at the book and saw a man wearing black clothes and black trousers standing in front of him.
"Who are you?" the two asked each other in unison.
Ma Xiaoquan said: "I am the Supreme Immortal, who are you?"
He is a fugitive, so he definitely doesn't dare to tell the truth, but he doesn't even know much about Master Shangxian.
Since the Ma family moved to Yecheng, Ma Xiaoquan's reputation has gradually grown, especially because of his purple hair, and his reputation as "this fairy, this fairy". For a time, there are many young people
Imitate it.
He had surrendered to Cao Cao, and had heard more or less the legend of Lord Shangxian. However, because he was far away in Bingzhou, he had never met Ma Xiaoquan himself, and there were too many people imitating him, so in my understanding, he
The so-called Immortal Master is just a trick used by Cao Cao to deceive the people.
...
He rolled his eyes and lied: "I am a herb collector from Nanshan!"
"Herb collector?" Ma Xiaoquan looked at him, "Are there any who collect herbs at night?"
He nodded and said: "Of course, some medicines are spiritual and must be picked at night!"
Ma Xiaoquan curled his lips and said, "But it's only the first month now. It's so cold and freezing, how can we dig?"
Then he replied: "Don't you understand this? Not all medicines grow on the ground. Can't tigers and leopards make medicine?"
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned by a rhetorical question.
Ma Xiaoquan thought for a moment and felt that he was right, so he stepped aside, cupped his hands and smiled: "I'm going to take the liberty of asking you, brother!"
He nodded and walked slowly past Ma Xiaoquan.
If he left like this, he would definitely be able to escape. Unfortunately, through the moonlight, he could see the color of Ma Xiaoquan's hair.
Although the moonlight is not very bright, I can still barely distinguish the colors.
After taking two steps, he stopped, turned around and asked Ma Xiaoquan: "Is your hair a very special color?"
Ma Xiaoquan hummed and frowned, feeling something was wrong, so he slowly followed him and stood side by side.
"Brother, you are a herbal collector from Nanshan, right?"
nodded.
Ma Xiaoquan pouted: "I happen to be going to Nanshan. Brother, can you tell me how to get to Nanshan?"
Taking a breath: "This..."
Ma Xiaoquan moved two steps, stood in front of him, and said seriously: "You are not a herb collector from Nanshan!"
Seeing that he was exposed, the guilty thief immediately drew out his dagger and stabbed Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan was already on guard. When the dagger struck, Ma Xiaoquan had already turned aside.
After one stab in the air, he didn't want to fight, so he immediately turned around and ran away.
Ma Xiaoquan thought it was an assassin or something, so he chased after him.
Human beings have a characteristic: whenever they run for their lives, their escape speed will be twice as fast as before, or even more.
He was already strong and his running speed was not slow. Now he ran for his life and ran even faster.
Two feet behind him, Ma Xiaoquan frowned and chased.
Ma Xiaoquan did not change his weight again, nor did he use the blessing of the Green Spirit Fire. Otherwise, no matter how long two legs were, he would not be able to outrun Ma Xiaoquan.
So far, Ma Xiaoquan didn't know that the person running in front was him. He thought that person was an assassin, so Ma Xiaoquan didn't use his superpowers.
The two of them chased each other, running forward and backward.
His endurance was very good, and after running for more than half an hour, he thought that the purple-haired guy behind him would be thrown away by his endurance, but after turning his head and taking a look, he immediately rejected his naive idea.
Behind him, the purple-haired guy not only did not follow him, but instead held a fire folder in one hand and pointed with one finger to stop him.
"Who is this?" He was speechless, so he had to work harder and continue running.
Finally, after chasing each other for an hour, the two of them got tired.
He wanted to stop, but when he turned around to look, he would always see sparks of fire behind him.
"I r!" I couldn't help but curse.
Behind him, Ma Xiaoquan was also a little tired.
Since returning from time travel, Ma Xiaoquan has never done such a long chase.
If Ma Xiaoquan had used some more snacks, he could have caught up, but Ma Xiaoquan didn't do that.
Ma Xiaoquan was thinking about the problem while running, so he chased for so long without knowing it.
"I..." suddenly stopped, holding his knees with both hands, breathing heavily, "I won't run anymore, I won't run anymore..."
Ma Xiaoquan also stopped and walked up to him.
In comparison, Ma Xiaoquan seems much more calm.
After making a few simple breathing adjustments, Ma Xiaoquan said slowly: "Why, don't you want to run?"
Seeing Ma Xiaoquan like this, I almost cried.
"Are you human or not?"
Ma Xiaoquan waved his hand: "Didn't I tell you that I am an immortal? You still don't believe me!"
Still breathing heavily, but getting better this time, he raised his head, nodded, and said with his mouth open: "I believe it, I believe it! Tell me, what do you really want?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled: "First tell me honestly who you are?"
Alertly, he placed his hand on the dagger at his waist and said slowly: "I am!"
"You are?"
With a loud sound, he pulled out the dagger again, pointed at Ma Xiaoquan and shouted: "I won't let you kill me. Even if I commit suicide, you will never let you humiliate me!"
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment and thought to himself: History is dead, so if I let him go, will this history be destroyed?
Thinking in his mind, Ma Xiaoquan tentatively asked the heart of time in his abdomen.
"I let it go..."
...
Yi asked several times, but there was no movement in the heart of time in her belly.
Ma Xiaoquan was secretly happy and immediately raised his head and asked, "Do you know who I am?"
He asked tentatively: "If I guessed correctly, you must be the Immortal Master who has a good relationship with Old Thief Cao!"
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and said, "You know what's going on? Now that you know that I have a good relationship with Old Thief Cao, shouldn't you just close your eyes and wait for death?"