Strangely clouds often appear in the sky of the wasteland. Ning Que did not see the cloud above the carriage, and even if he saw it, he would not pay more attention, because this picture was too ordinary, and because of his current mind.
All on Sangsang.
Every time he heard her cough, he became nervous. Thinking about what Master Qishan said in Lanke Temple, he asked Sangsang to continue to chant Buddhist scriptures and practice Buddhism, hoping to temporarily stabilize the cold and cold breath in her body.
, but bad signs arise in my heart.
In the next few days, no royal cavalry and ascetic monks of Hanging Temple appeared. The journey was calm. Ning Que finally noticed the cloud above the carriage - the clear sky, the blue sky was like water, there was no cloud, but there was
A lonely cloud hangs quietly above your head, and it is hard not to be noticed.
At this time, the sun was in the middle of the sky and was just covered by the cloud. Looking up from the wasteland, the edge of the cloud seemed to be embroidered with a golden edge. The clouds inside the golden edge were extremely white, and were made of countless extremely fine clouds.
The silks gather together, like big marshmallows, making people want to reach out and touch them.
The lonely clouds covered the sun, casting shadows of dozens of feet in a radius on the ground, just covering the black carriage. Ning Que found it interesting and didn't think much about it. He put down the curtain and signaled the big dark horse to continue moving forward.
He did not notice that when the carriage was walking on the ground of the wasteland, the lonely cloud in the sky also moved with the carriage, and the shadow also moved on the wasteland, always shrouding the black carriage.
The big dark horse believes in the philosophy of living in the present. Its eyes will always only stay between the food in front of us, the road under its feet, and the legs of the full horse. It is lazy and stingy to glance further away, so it does not pay attention.
I always walk in the shadows, but I feel so cool and comfortable.
The wasteland in late autumn is very cold. Except for stupid people like Dark Horse, no one would think that coolness is a kind of enjoyment. Ning Que and Sangsang in the carriage now don’t want to hear any words related to coldness.
There was a chill in the carriage, and there was a place where silk surfaces were not wrapped around the window, revealing the cast steel siding board. There was already a layer of frost on it, so you can imagine how low the temperature in the car is now.
Sangsang added a pair of velvet pants, wrapped it tightly in a black fur coat, and buried it in the quilt. Even so, he didn't feel any warmth. His face was slightly pale, his lips were a little blue, and there was a light frost on his eyelashes.
Ning Que added two pieces of talisman paper to the brass brazier. He took out a skin bag and put it in front of her face. The skin bag contained the spirits harvested from a small tribe ten days ago. Sangsang shook his head and signaled himself to come and take it.
The wine bag was poured into the belly with wine toward the mouth. After a while, the wine bag gradually became flat.
Maybe it was because he was drinking too quickly or because he was sick. Sangsang put down his wine bag, frowned and coughed. The talisman fire in the brass brass suddenly became dark, and then gradually struggled to rekindle.
Like these days, she did not cough up phlegm or blood. Every time she coughed, she coughed up the extremely cold breath. Those breaths suddenly turned into white mist when they met the wet and hot gas in the carriage.
The yin and cold breath in Sangsang's body is getting heavier and heavier, and it is discharged from the body every day with coughing. That breath seems to be not owned by the world, and the cold is biting. Even the talisman fire can't hold it up sometimes, so the temperature in the carriage is
It is getting lower and lower, which is why frost will appear in the car windows.
With a light cough, the temperature in the carriage gradually lowered, Ning Que threw another talisman paper into the brass brazier. He could barely maintain it. The amount of these talismans used was too large. The talisman paper he had previously reserved, especially the fire talismans.
He has used up all of it, and now he has used it to write it temporarily on the way. He consumed a lot of mental power, making his face a little haggard.
Using external heat can slightly neutralize some coldness. However, there is no way to eliminate the yin and cold breath that comes from Sangsang's body, it can only be a symptom. Master Qishan said when he treated Sangsang in Lanke Temple, even if
It is to practice Buddhism, and to use Buddha nature to suppress the calming yin and cold breath, it can only treat the symptoms and cannot be eradicated.
Ning Que knew that if he wanted to completely remove the cold and cold breath in Sangsang's body and make the Pope unable to see her, he could only hide the past two years in the world of Buddha's chessboard.
Sangsang's cough became more and more frequent, his condition became more and more troublesome, and his emotions became more and more anxious. He tried his best to suppress his head and return to the depths of the wasteland and dig out what he had buried.
The idea of the chessboard - the Buddha's aura was completely condensed, and it was useless.
With difficulty in maintaining his rationality, he became increasingly determined to go to the capital of Yuelun Kingdom first. There is the most Buddhist temple in the world in that Buddhist country. Even if he cannot meet his senior brother for a while, he asked Sangsang to read more Buddhist scriptures and find more.
The more Buddha nature, the cold and yin breath in the body temporarily calms down, and will not be as dangerous as it is now.
The cold wind in the wasteland in late autumn gradually frigid. After that snow, there was no snowfall again. Occasionally, snow clouds gathered in the sky and were instantly blown away by the strong wind. Only a cloud was always hanging quietly in the air without any influence.
The lonely cloud moved southeastward, casting a faint cloud shadow towards the wasteland, and the black carriage drove silently in this shadow, heading towards the distance.
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The black carriage finally walked out of the wasteland and came outside a border on the northern border of the Yuelun Kingdom. At this time, on the wasteland behind the carriage, there was already a cold wind roaring, and the snow was rising, but the world in front of the carriage was still staying.
In autumn, several autumn trees in the border are as bright as red as if burning.
Although I don’t know the specific situation of Yuelun Country now, I can probably guess some of it. Ning Que parked the black carriage in a valley outside the border and went to find out the news by himself.
A moment later he returned to the valley and walked into the carriage. Sangsang looked at the expression on his face, understood something vaguely, and said with a smile: "What is mine in the portrait?"
Ning Que took out a piece of paper from his arms and unfolded it in front of her, saying, "You can take a look at it yourself."
He entered the border and quickly confirmed the current situation because the streets of the small border town were covered with wanted portraits of Sangsang, and the identity of Sangsang was stated on it.
The paper is still very new and should be pasted for no more than five days. Sangsang looked at the thin little maid in the portrait and found that it really resembled it. He sincerely praised: "The painter in Yuelun Country is so amazing."
Even Sangsang's slightly dry hair was painted so vividly. Ning Que pointed to a line of small words beside the cotton skirt of the little maid in the portrait and said, "The painter of Xiling Temple is of course very powerful."
Sangsang said helplessly: "It turns out that the temple is going to capture me too.
Ning Que said with a smile: "We have acquaintances in the Xiling Temple. If we really want to be caught, it is better to let Ye Hongyu catch him. I think he will always give him some pleasure for the sake of the situation and not even use stolen."
Sangsang whispered: "It's not funny."
Ning Que didn't say anything else, drove a big dark horse away from the valley, bypassed this small border town, and headed towards the hilly area east of Yuelun Country. Sangsang thought to himself that the capital of Yuelun Country was not south? Why is this
When she was going east, she was confused, but she believed Ning Que and was a little tired, so she didn't ask.
A few days later, the black carriage galloped like flying arrived at the east side of the Yuelun Kingdom. Looking at the mountains and ridges from afar, Ning Que stopped the big dark horse.
Through the steep mountains, you can see the land of the Tang Dynasty. Ning Que has seen it on the map. The General Mansion of Datang Town West should be in Zhezhou City, more than 400 miles away, with a big black horse
The speed is only less than a day before you can see the long-lost Tang military flag - if no one intercepted it.
He knew very well that there must be countless powerful practitioners hidden on the route from Yuelun Kingdom to the Tang Dynasty at this time, so from the beginning, this route was not in his plan, but I knew it, but I looked at my old country.
It's so close, how can I be content if I don't come and take a look at it myself?
"Don't force yourself, let go if you feel the hard work."
In the carriage, he looked at Sangsang with a serious expression. Sangsang nodded slightly, took the broken big black umbrella from his hand, stretched out his right hand to hold it tightly, and then slowly closed his eyes without stretching the umbrella open.
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After a while, her little face became paler, and her trembling eyelashes were like leaves blown by the wind on the snow. Her right hand holding the umbrella handle began to tremble, and her thin body began to tremble.
Sangsang suddenly coughed, Ning Que reached out without hesitation, took the big black umbrella back from her hand, then carried her into his arms, rubbed her back constantly, and after a while,
Only then did her cough calm down.
Sangsang put his head against his chest and closed his eyes. He didn't know if it was because of the cold or fear, but his body was still trembling slightly, his voice was tired and weak, and he said, "There are many people, very powerful people."
Ning Que remained silent and continued to hug her.
After a while, Sangsang opened his eyes and whispered: "I dare not open the big black umbrella. I am in poor health now and I don't see it very clearly. You should let me look at it for a while."
Ning Que said: "It's enough to know that someone is ahead."
Sangsang said, "But I don't know where it is."
Ning Que said: "Xiling Temple... no, it should be said that it is from Haotian Dao Sect."
He sat down by the car window, took out his telescope, looked at the mountains and hills in the distance, and looked in silence for a long time until the sky turned dark, and finally saw several sword lights looming.
Looking at the sword lights that appeared in the vast mountains in the night, Ning Que remembered the story many years ago. The saint of the Demon Sect, Murong Linshuang, danced gracefully in Tuyang City, and the sword lights scattered in the Minshan Mountains, and countless masters of Taoism were all together.
He, despite Emperor Tang's anger, finally forced Xiahou to cook his lover alive.
That was just a war between the Taoist sect and the Demon Sect. Now Sangsang is the daughter of the Hades, and this is the war between Haotian and the Hades. Ning Que knew that the situation he was facing must be more dangerous than the situation Xiahou faced back then. Ye Hong
The fish must have arrived. Is the Tianyu God's Seal? Where is the head sect?
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