In front of the tea shop, there are fewer and fewer traders passing by.
Liu Ruyan hurriedly finished the noodles and waited at the door for a long time, but never saw any trace of the carriage again.
The waiter looked at the raging wind and snow outside and prepared to close early. He separated a curtain and shouted to Liu Ruyan who was still standing on the roadside: "Sir, our shop is about to close, so we should quickly find an inn to stay." Go ahead."
Liu Ruyan covered her mouth and nose with a cloth and held a strange-looking oil lamp in her hand.
Bai Zhi also came over and said to her: "There is an inn not far away."
Liu Ruyan was about to nod when the system issued a prompt:
"Ding, the plot character Shen Yanchu is approaching."
"Ten miles."
"Nine miles."
…
"Wuli, the connection is successful, the male protagonist's perspective is opened."
Then a flash of light appeared on the screen, and Shen Yanchu came driving a dusty carriage.
"My dear, it's really a desperate situation. It's really urgent." She rubbed her hands and let out a breath of air.
Within a moment, a carriage drove up from the end of the long and winding official road. Accompanied by the sound of horse hooves, it rushed to the door of the teahouse in a hurry.
She raised her arms and waved to the person sitting in front of the wheel: "Yo!"
However, Shen Yanchu drove the carriage without squinting, and drove past the tea shop in a hurry, heading into the distance through the snow, leaving nothing but wind and frost on the ground.
Bai Zhi looked confused. Did Brother Shen see him?
Ye Xun also stood by the roadside, touched his chin, and said with emotion: "Host, you have been abandoned by the male protagonist."
But Liu Ruyan shook her head: "If you are arrogant, you will be repaid."
"Aren't you leaving yet?" A cold voice came from not far away.
She raised her head and saw the carriage stopped at the end of the bend. Shen Yaizhen looked back at the Prime Minister impatiently.
The night was thick, and the snow reflected little rays of light. The foal stamped its hooves on the spot and snorted.
"Good brother, you are so loyal!" She turned from worry to joy and ran towards the carriage.
Brother Shen held the riding whip in one hand and moved his lips: "Go out."
When the two of them approached the car, Shen Yanchu suddenly asked Xiang Bai Zhi: "Can you ride a horse?"
"I know a little bit." Bai Zhi nodded.
"Okay." Shen Yanchu threw the riding whip to Bai Zhi, "You come and drive the car."
Bai Zhi: "..."
He can only ride a horse, but he has never driven a carriage, brother!!
Shen Yanchu ignored it, bent down and got into the car, closed his eyes, and stopped talking to the two people outside.
Liu Ruyan took out a lantern, tied it to a pillar outside, and then got into the carriage.
Bai Zhi frowned and looked at the whip in her hand, then whipped the horse's back, causing the horse to run wildly in pain.
In the carriage, Liu Ruyan glanced at the silent demon and nudged him with her elbow: "Didn't I ask you to go to Wulu Mountain? Why are you back again?"
Shen Yanchu pursed his thin lips tightly and sat there motionless.
"I'm asking you, why didn't you say anything? Where did this carriage come from?"
Shen Yanchu frowned slightly, holding a purse in his hand. There were a few willow leaves on the satin, and the word "Yan" was embroidered crookedly. The stitching was immature, so he believed that Liu Ruyan was an old acquaintance. .
Liu Ruyan tilted her head and looked at his drooping long eyelashes: "Did you rob this car?"
Shen Yanchu tightened his purse and still ignored her.
Ten miles away, several big men were huddled together. One of them was biting a gold leaf with a rippling smile.
"Why did you sell the carriage to someone else?"
The man held up the gold leaf in front of everyone, but saw that it had clear veins and was as slender as a willow: "What do you guys know? This is called a favor. It's not far from home, and I can make more money by selling it to that person. "
"Brother, you are more thoughtful."
The man put away the gold leaves and smiled meaningfully: "It's time to buy a new carriage next year."
The wind is blowing fiercely, the snow is broad, and the lone chariot is returning home.
Under the night, the silver-white official road leads to the end of the world.
She was speechless, and she was annoyed by the devil, and then leaned against the inner wall of the carriage, listening to the rustling sound of the wheels passing through the snow.
That night, the wind and snow never stopped, and until early in the morning, there were still catkins-like flying snow floating on the horizon, bright and light, flying down from the distant sky, washing away the dirt and dirt, leaving only the holy white on the ground.
Shen Yanchu woke up due to the jolting of the carriage. The cold wind entered the carriage through the crack in the door, blowing up the heavy curtain and a string of beads hanging on the curtain.
He stared at the snowflakes floating in the carriage, the door curtains fluttering, and the beads and chains collided, which actually gave him a feeling of déjà vu.
Shen Yanchu frowned, and in a daze, he seemed to see the afterimages of scenes:
An eighty-nine-year-old boy was sitting in the car with his eyes closed. He was dressed in blue and white exotic clothing, and his tranquility revealed a sense of loftiness. He was wearing a fox fur with a high collar and a high bunch, and the fine snow velvet made him fairer. Flawless, like a beautiful woman.
At this time, the carriage suddenly stopped, swords were clashing outside, and the sound of fighting could not be heard.
"Quick, protect the proton!"
The sounds of fighting were getting closer and closer, each one becoming clearer than the other.
I don't know who rushed up to the carriage, and while whipping the horse's back, he shouted in Bai language: "If we don't send the protons to Bianjing, Dali will not be able to escape the blame. You guys will stay with me to guard!" "
After that, he turned the horse's head and galloped northward.
The carriage jolted non-stop, and inside the carriage, the boy kept his eyes closed, with a dead silence on his face.
Not knowing how far they had escaped, the carriage stopped again. Outside the carriage, apart from the howling wind, there was only the sound of water dripping.
A man in black suddenly appeared in front of the carriage. He held a sword in one hand. Blood dripped along the tip of the sword and submerged into the snow. It was like a cold plum blossom blooming in the middle of winter, blooming mournfully, red and shocking.
The man in black opened the car door, and the cold wind suddenly rushed in, blowing the heavy door curtain, and the jade beads chain rippled, making a dazzling sound.
"Disciples of the Cang Ming Sect, welcome the Lord!"
The boy who had been silent all this time suddenly opened his eyes. Under the crow-feather-like eyelashes, his pupils were as cold as ice.
The boy looked coldly at the man in black and the ancient beast carved on the opponent's sword, Yazhen!
After regaining consciousness again, Shen Yanchu saw clearly the back of the figure sitting outside the door driving the car. She was slender but not frail. It was Liu Ruyan who was rushing all the way to Liujiazhuang.
The illusions I saw before were like dreams, they hit my mind at some point, and when I woke up, they disappeared.
There was a sound of breathing nearby, and he saw Bai Zhi leaning on the inner wall of the carriage with a tired look, with only a thin fur covering her body. Shen Yanchu was silent for a moment, then stood up and closed the door.
The road was blocked by heavy snow, making it difficult for carriages to move.
Several people took turns to drive, but fortunately the snow stopped soon after leaving Youzhou, and they found some restaurants along the way to easily cope with the situation.
It was the same next time, every meal time, they would find some food along the way, but...
Bai Zhi looked at the soup cakes in the bowl. These days, she eats steamed cakes, pancakes, Hu cakes, soup cakes, and eats different kinds of pasta.
But he has never been used to eating pasta since he was a child. He usually stir-fries two plates of vegetables with yellow millet porridge, which has a soft texture and is better than the delicious food in the world.
Fortunately, when the carriage drove into the city, Liu Ruyan said to him: "After leaving Jincheng, we will reach Liujiazhuang in a short time."