Summary of the previous chapter: Liang Xing did not capture Ma Xiaoquan's son Ma Zheng. After confirming the news, Ma Xiaoquan left Fucheng Mountain and walked on the road. Yuan asked Ma Xiaoquan why he didn't hurry up and find a solar recorder. Ma Xiaoquan told Yuan Solar Record
The weapon was in Lu Xian's hands at this time, and he could not find Lu Xian. Yuan said that maybe it could help Ma Xiaoquan find Lu Xian...
Hearing Yuan's words, Ma Xiaoquan was a little surprised. Logically speaking, he and Yuan are one body. If Yuan can sense things or people, as long as Yuan is willing to share them with Ma Xiaoquan, Ma Xiaoquan can also sense them. But...
. Ma Xiaoquan didn’t think Yuan could do such a job as finding someone in the vast world.
"Yuan, please don't lie to me. As far as I know, the last place Lu Xian was in was Hanzhong. It's been so long. Lu Xian can't always stay in Hanzhong, right? Well, even if he is in Hanzhong
, Hanzhong is also quite big, I’m afraid it won’t be easy to find Lu Xian, right?”
In his left eye, Yuan was silent for a moment, and then the message came into Ma Xiaoquan's mind: "Indeed, I cannot locate the specific location of Lu Xian, but I can roughly locate the location of the solar recorder."
"What?" Ma Xiaoquan couldn't help shouting when he heard the news.
"What's all the fuss about? Didn't I tell you that there is my residual breath in the solar recorder?"
Ma Xiaoquan responded very depressedly: "You really didn't tell me, okay?"
Yuan is also a bachelor: "No? If not, then there is no!"
Ma Xiaoquan: "..."
"Okay, don't worry about these details, Ma Xiaoquan, according to my feeling, there should be a little bit left in the aura retained in the solar recorder..."
"One o'clock?" Ma Xiaoquan frowned, "What is one o'clock?"
Yuandao: "At one o'clock...for example, if the solar recorder and I are 50 miles apart, I should be able to sense the breath."
"50 miles? Are you kidding me? Are you talking about 50 miles in this era or 50 miles in modern times?"
"Uh, modern 50 miles"
Ma Xiaoquan did some calculations. If calculated according to the modern 50 miles, it would be 25 kilometers. If measured based on the distance of this era, it would probably take more than a day's journey. Of course, if one person and one horse travel, it will only take half a day.
The time takes into account road conditions.
But...50 miles? This distance is too small. According to Ma Xiaoquan's understanding of Lu Xian, Lu Xian will definitely carry the solar recorder with him. From this, it can be inferred that as long as Lu Xian himself is found,
You can find solar recorders.
After going around in circles, the question came back. After talking for a long time, in fact, we still had to find Lu Xian first before we could lock the solar recorder. Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoquan sighed helplessly and asked the source: "Source,
You've been saying for a long time that if you want to find a solar recorder, you still need to find Lu Xian first."
At this time, Yuan finally turned this corner. After hearing Ma Xiaoquan's conclusion, Yuan said via voice: "Yeah, that's right."
Ma Xiaoquan choked on Yuan's understatement and almost vomited blood. People can't go through this kind of torment, right?
Yuan, who was with Ma Xiaoquan, felt the changes in Ma Xiaoquan's psychology, and quickly said: "Ma Xiaoquan, I can share the ability to sense my breath with you, but you have to agree to one condition...
"
"Conditions? It's just a faint breath of yours. What? You still want to negotiate terms with me?"
Yuandao: "This is not just a simple breath, this breath is something I took from my father's body..."
"Father's body?" Ma Xiaoquan thought for a moment, "Oh. Are you talking about the source of time?"
"Yes, you call me the Heart of Time, and you call my father's body the source of time. I am its companion, so I can naturally get some energy from my father's body."
Ma Xiaoquan finally understood Yuan's explanation. After arguing for a long time, it turned out that the breath left in the solar recorder that Yuan said was his father's. From this point of view, it should be no problem to feel his father's energy.
Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoquan suddenly had another question: "If that's the case, how did you leave your father's breath in the solar recorder?"
"How are you talking?" Yuan scolded, "Hundan, you are so rude... It should be my father's body. To tell you the truth, it was not me who put in that breath, it was Mingfa.
Little guy!"
"Mingfa? Little guy?" Ma Xiaoquan snorted. With Yuan's lifespan, the old man Mingfa is indeed a little guy.
"Mingfa old man put it in? How did he do it?"
In his left eye, Yuan suddenly fell silent, and after a while he said, "Let me put this aside first, Ma Xiaoquan, you once said that you would go to the Ming Dynasty after completing your mission in this dynasty, right?"
Ma Xiaoquan hummed in his heart and responded to Yuan.
"So have you ever thought about where your third stop is going to be?"
"The third stop? No, this physical time travel is actually very tiring. I have been in this era for more than 20 years. I will go to the Ming Dynasty and endure it for another few decades, and it will be almost done. As for the third stop,
It’s really too far away, I never thought about it…”
Yuan suggested: "If it is convenient, if you physically travel for the third time, you can choose a more recent year. Well, the time when your parents were young is best."
"What? When my parents were young?"
As soon as Ma Xiaoquan said the words, he suddenly remembered an American series of movies he had watched before. One of them was about a man who returned to his parents' time, brought together their parents' love, and changed his father's cowardice, so that after returning, his father became a
He has become a very accomplished person... But that is a movie. Movies can be made to change history for the sake of being beautiful, but Ma Xiaoquan cannot. Let alone whether history can be changed, even if it is changed, Ma Xiaoquan will be the first
Time was ruthlessly obliterated by the will of the origin of history, or rather, it was eaten back by the origin.
"Well" Ma Xiaoquan dragged his chin and chuckled, "Your suggestion is not bad. You can consider it. Hehe, you can just see what my father was like when he was young. I heard from my uncle that when my father was young,
It’s an absolute powder keg.”
Yuan never communicated with Ma Xiaoquan again, and Ma Xiaoquan never bothered Yuan again.
...
After running around for more than a day, Ma Xiaoquan arrived at a post station.
This post station belongs to the sphere of influence controlled by Cao Jun, so Ma Xiaoquan is naturally very familiar with it.
Showing the military talisman he stole from Xia Houyuan, Ma Xiaoquan easily mobilized all the troops in the station.
However... although this inn is an official inn, it does not have many troops. It took a long time to gather less than 30 people, but for an ordinary inn, these people are enough.
Of course, as for why Ma Xiaoquan wanted to mobilize the troops in this official post, it was entirely because of a plan he had along the way to avenge Ma Chao's ingratitude.
Damn Ma Chao, I can tell you the way to go in the future, but you dare to send messengers to lie and deceive me, just wait... I have to get the situation back.
...
Chang'an.
Xia Houyuan was very depressed. Since Master Shangxian left, his military talisman has disappeared. Although he is the largest in Chang'an and usually does not need military talismans when deploying troops, there is a question. What should I do if the lord comes?
Xia Houyuan knew his lord's temperament, and his actions sometimes depended on his mood. Who knew when his lord would suddenly appear on a whim.
After following my lord for more than 20 years in the north and south, wherever there is resistance, as long as the lord Cao Cao is within his capabilities, he will rush over as soon as possible.
Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here... This sentence... is not groundless, this is what everyone in the world says.
Xia Houyuan had suspected that Master Shangxian had taken his military talisman, but Master Shangxian was so fierce, so he wouldn't steal his own military talisman, right?