Chapter 123: Those who are obsessed with flowers, silently follow
The senior brother said gently: After meeting the teacher in Chang'an City... we will call each other again. Now you can just call me senior brother. As for the itinerary, you don't have to worry about it. For me, practice is wandering, and we are going
A trip to Tuyang City and returning to Chang'an from there is considered a convenient way."
Ning Que listened to the conversation between his senior brother and Shanshan, and vaguely noticed something, but subconsciously he didn't want to think about it in depth. Until he heard that he was going to Tuyang City, he thought that he should go to see Xiahou, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
The words of worry were not spoken, because no matter how dangerous Tuyang City was, he could not persuade people like the senior brother to avoid it, but the meaning of worry was already expressed very clearly.
The senior brother said: "That day at the Hulan Sea, I didn't know about the horse thieves, so it's fine. Now that I know about it, and with the fist he handed out when fighting for Tianteng, he always needs to explain these things.
The words are calm and gentle, but the words are still slow, and the content is very simple and clear, because it is based on a... simple, clear and powerful logic, no matter you are Haotian Dao Sect or Demon Sect, no matter you are an imperial family or a famous general in the world,
As long as you want to be an enemy of Teng Yuan, you must make corresponding explanations
This, it has been a long time since anyone in the world has needed to make such an explanation, because it has been a long time since anyone dared to be disrespectful to the mountains behind Tengyuan, and the last time someone had no choice but to make an explanation was the mountains of peach blossoms on the Peach Mountain of the Xiling Temple.
The wind in the wilderness howled continuously from day to night, rolling up the thick snow on the surface of the wilderness, but could not find a clean place to scatter it, so in the end it had no choice but to fall to the ground. The snow layer was still so thick, no matter what
Whether it's the rolling wheels or the unwilling horses' hooves, they can't make too obvious a sound on it.
One day, the wind and snow gradually subsided, and Winter poked his head out from behind the clouds, casting a furtive look at the earth that was not actually warm. Suddenly, behind a gently lying hill in the wilderness in the distance, there was a dense sound of horse hooves.
But it's still clear and obvious that only one rider can imagine how fast that rider is.
The big black horse dragged the heavy carriage through the snow with difficulty. It lowered its head and patted its thick lips slowly. It was extremely listless. Listening to the sound of horse hooves in the distance, it suddenly raised its head and looked at that place.
, his dark eyes were hard and fast, looking extra cautious but also somewhat inexplicably excited.
A white shadow rushed out from behind the snow-covered hills like an arrow. It was a snow-white horse with extraordinary steeds. It was the one who stole the show at the Royal Court Horse Racing Conference, but in the end was made extremely embarrassed by the big black horse.
That mare, with a beautiful girl in a fur coat sitting on its back, is naturally the Princess of the Moon Wheel Kingdom, Her Royal Highness Lu Chenjia
The four hooves of the snow horse were stained with dirt, and it no longer had the pure beauty it had at that time. It was obvious that she had experienced a long distance and had no time to rest. The face of the girl on the horse was still beautiful, but her eyebrows were full of sorrow and anxiety, and she looked extremely
The three haggard idiots in the world are recognized as the most beautiful young practitioners in the world, and the nymphomaniac can be said to be the most beautiful girl among the three. I don’t know why she is so haggard.
The galloping snow horse rushed out of the hills and saw the carriage slowly approaching in the wilderness. It slowed down. When it discovered that the person pulling the carriage was the most abominable black guy, it couldn't help but neigh and wanted to step forward and fight fiercely.
It bit and killed, but subconsciously tried to avoid it timidly. Its confused thoughts affected its movements. Its limbs, which were already weak due to the long journey, were almost kicked in one place, and it staggered and almost fell towards the wave.
Lu Chenjia frowned slightly, raised the reins with her right hand, and reluctantly controlled the flat horse. At this time, she was only more than ten steps away from the carriage, and could clearly see the other party.
The curtains of the carriage were slowly lifted
Lu Chenjia looked at the car window, his eyes now as cold as the frost in the wilderness, and there was pain and strong hatred in the depths of his black pupils. It was completely different from the quiet and beautiful appearance he had in the past.
The curtains were completely opened, and an ordinary-looking Tengsheng looked at her with a gentle expression and nodded in greeting. Lu Chenjia was slightly startled, and then saw Ning Que and Mo Shanshan behind Tengsheng.
She guessed the identity of the Teng Sheng. After a moment of silence, she took a deep breath and bowed respectfully. Then she said nothing more to the people in the carriage and lightly kicked the horse's belly with her feet, making Rulin extremely nervous.
The snow horse mount no longer persists with the big black horse and continues to drive deeper into the wilderness.
"Where is she going? It's really dangerous for a girl to walk alone in this vast wilderness. Her status is noble and no one dares to mess with her in the Central Plains, but this is a wilderness, not to mention the possibility of encountering danger.
There will be big problems even if you meet the deserted people due to the strong wind and snow. The deserted people do not have a good impression of Buddhism and Taoism."
Ning Que looked at the snow horse gradually receding outside the window, sighed and said with worry.
There was silence in the carriage, and no one responded to his emotion.
He was slightly surprised, and then found that his senior brother and Shanshan were looking at him with complicated eyes.
"What's wrong?"
The elder brother smiled and said nothing
Shanshan was silent for a moment and then said: "I find that Ye Hongyu is right, you are indeed shameless."
Ning Que was furious and asked, "Where am I so shameless?"
Shanshan lowered his head and said softly: "Chenjia took the risk of riding alone into the wilderness to find her fiancé, but was unwilling to face you and me. It was obviously because she knew that Prince Longqing was seriously injured and was about to die. Do you feel sad?
I know full well that this is all caused by you, so why are you still here hypocritically lamenting and worrying?"
Ning Que was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer the question to cover up his shamelessness, so he simply shut his mouth.
At this moment, the sound of hurried hooves sounded again outside the carriage.
When I opened the curtains, I saw that the nymphomaniac Lu Chenjia had left and returned.
Lu Chenjia looked at Ning Que by the window, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Have you seen him?"
Ning Que looked at the girl on the horse and said after a moment of silence, "I haven't seen him since then."
Lu Chenjia didn't say who he was, and Ning Que didn't say where he was after that. They knew each other well. If they were too clear, maybe the resentment hidden between them would explode.
real fight
Lu Chenjia stared at his face...and was silent for a long time. He suddenly raised his sleeve and wiped his lower lip. Then he dropped his hand to his leg, covering the bit of serum on his sleeve, and asked in a cold voice: "Can you please tell me?
Where could he have gone?"
On the snowy cliff, Ning Que shot an arrow through the chest and abdomen of Prince Longqing, and then a series of changes occurred. Now Ye Hongyu has officially joined the temple's cavalry... This news naturally spread in the wasteland, and the temple was furious.
Yan... But the most important thing is that no one knows whether Prince Longqing is alive or dead now.
The person who was most concerned about the life and death of Prince Longqing was of course his fiancée, so Lu Chenjia ignored the opposition and obstruction of Aunt Qunimabang and everyone in the temple, and forcibly rode a snow horse into the depths of the wilderness.
Ning Que calmly looked back at the indifferent eyes of the nymphomaniac. There was no guilt in his heart. As the saying goes, he was arrogant because he was right... He didn't care at all about the innocent hatred and murderous intent in the other person's eyes, and said: "That day I
It's too far away from him, so I don't know if he is still alive. You should ask Ye Hongyu about these things."
Hearing his answer, and especially the calmness in his voice, Lu Chenjia lowered his eyes slightly, then silently picked up the horse's reins and continued walking deeper into the wilderness... The figure of the horse looked particularly humble and sad.
In the northernmost mountain valley at the northern foot of Bitianqi Mountain, thick snow covers everything between heaven and earth, half-covering a simple leather tent. No one can survive in such a cold place.
In the tent lived a father and son. They belonged to a tribe that was the last to move south. They had just completed their winter rites and were preparing to return to the tribe's settlement... But before going home, they first had to solve a problem in the lost tent.
trouble
That trouble is a young man from China
The young man's clothes are extremely tattered, but the bright yellow strands of clothing tell you that they are very expensive, and his status must be extraordinary. However, his current appearance is too miserable, and the miserable big arrow wound on his chest and abdomen was caused by the cold weather.
There was no pus or worms, but it was frozen into something that looked like flesh. It looked extremely scary.
The father and son found him in the thick snow in the mountain col. Although the man was obviously from the Central Plains, the father and son still dragged him back to their tent for treatment according to the tradition of the wilderness hunting.
However, after the young man was rescued, he still looked like a dead person, staring at the linoleum on the roof of the tent with his big eyes. No matter what the father asked, he refused to speak.
The father and son of Huangren were too lazy to pay attention to him. They continued to go in and out of the snow-capped mountains every day, looking for those little beasts that were looking for traces. They worked hard to complete the hunting tasks required for winter gifts. When they returned to the tent with their heavy and tired bodies, they fed the young man at will.
I made a bowl of broth and didn’t do much more.
I don't know whether it was because of the blessing of Haotian or because there was some strange source of vitality in his body. The young man did not die, but became extremely thin, with sunken eye sockets and protruding bones.
, gradually going down the ugly and sinister path.
One day, the young man finally sat up. He was breathing violently and painfully, caressing his chest and abdomen, which still had a horrific wound. When the father and son were not paying attention, he pulled out a hunting rifle from the corner of the tent.
The knife struck hard at the strong father of the desert man.
Huang Ren's father had no idea that the young man he had rescued would attack him secretly. When the hunting knife attacked him, he only had time to turn sideways.
Fortunately, the young Central Plains man was so seriously injured that he was extremely tired and weak. It was already very difficult to pick up the hunting knife. There was no strength at all. In addition, the desert man's skin was as hard as iron, and the blade was only there.
There was a very shallow white gash on Huang Man's shoulder.
There was a crisp sound, and the little boy who was about to turn twelve years old knocked the young man from the Central Plains to the ground with a calm face, and then cursed loudly, but the little boy's voice was childish and bright, and was pronounced in the Central Plains dialect.
He is more blunt than his father, and his scolding is as clear and crisp as an icicle breaking, but there is not too much filthiness to be heard.
The young man from the Central Plains didn't even listen to what the little boy was scolding. He fell to the ground, coughing violently and painfully. He looked at his trembling hands and his eyes were as dim as a candle that might be extinguished at any time.
I will definitely drink tonight, and I will definitely drink tomorrow night. I resolutely didn’t drink much at the annual meeting. However, who could have expected that things are unpredictable. Amitabha, as the old saying goes, I will work hard, but those people around me are
real
Seeing my efforts, the comrades at the annual meeting were all disappointed, thinking that the old cat was really not broken. Alas, this shows that my laziness has become a phenomenon, and I need to change it.