Everyone thinks she is dead, but I don't believe it, because God has already decreed that she will not die so easily. She will be mine sooner or later. Therefore, in order to find her, I have established a super huge information network, but this
The huge information network did not allow me to find any information about her, but the information about Li Xiangran and Li Shiran continued unabated.
Just like that, two years passed, and the search turned into an endless wait.
That day, Mu Sheng and I were on our way from Bieye in Jiaocheng to Yidu. It snowed heavily the night before, so we rode very slowly.
From Jiaocheng to Yi, we have to pass through a lake called Jianghu. I don’t know why people call this lake Jianghu. I can’t agree with the saying that it is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes than to help each other: why can we help each other but can’t?
Let’s share the glory and wealth.
"The vast white water, the fish of the minnows, you have come to call me, and I will live in peace?" An old voice floated with the strong cold wind, and I saw an old man in black sitting by the lake, holding a fishhook in his hand,
He was fishing, but at this time, the lake surface had already frozen. Looking at it again, the fishhook was straight at all, and he didn't break the ice at all.
To achieve a successful career, you must have talents like Baili Xi and Guan Zhong. However, I am in urgent need of such people, and I don’t dare to recruit them. If I really meet them here, I have to say that it is God’s help.
Me too, so I turned it down without thinking and walked towards him, but the old man didn't seem to want to pay attention to me and kept singing.
I smiled in my heart, aren't you here just to wait for me? So I talked to him patiently and politely invited him to build our hegemony together. He readily agreed, but when he turned around and saw me
At that moment, there was disbelief in his eyes.
At that time, I thought it was natural, because most people would have such an expression when they saw me. This old man might be a sage, but he was not a saint after all.
I asked him his name again, but he said with a profound look that his last name was inexplicable. I couldn't help but laugh out loud. I didn't want others to know so I didn't tell him. He had to say what his last name was inexplicably.
Later, when I found out that this old man was Shangguan Feng'er, I remembered that when I rescued her from the Chu people, I used the surname Mo. It seemed that she was suspected of intentionality.
Going back to the subject, when the old man suddenly said, "Don't you know who I am fishing for, sir," I really felt a little disappointed. Could it be that this old man already has an owner, "Who is Mr. Mo fishing for?"
The old man didn't answer my words, but handed me a letter. I opened it and saw that it was written by Shangguan Feng'er. I suppressed my joy: She actually came to me, which I never expected.
Unexpected.
So I directly welcomed the old man to my house.
The old man arrived at the house and stayed for a while. I tried to learn something about Shangguan Feng'er from his mouth, but he always deliberately avoided it. However, his analysis of the current situation was concise and clear, and just a few words made me laugh.
I admired him very much, but some of his occasional looks made me feel very familiar.
I have a habit of taking a bath in the nectar pool in the palace every night, but I never stay there until the next day. However, when I woke up one morning, I found myself in the nectar pool.
In my room, I actually couldn’t remember anything about the night before. I only vaguely remembered that I had a spring dream one night, and the heroine of that spring dream was hazy.