In the deserted mountains, green oxen with broken horns pulled the oxcart and ran wildly. From time to time, they looked up at the sky and said, "I'm afraid it's going to rain a lot."
"Then find a place to take shelter from the rain."
Feng Qingyan opened the curtain and took a look, his brows couldn't help but frown.
Rumble——
Thunder and lightning were raging in the dark sky, lightning one after another, and thunder one after another. It was like an angry god driving away demons, and the roars shook the earth and the mountains, like mountains collapsing and cracking, making people's scalp numb.
Click——
On the hilltop not far away, a towering tree with lush branches broke in mid-air and fell down with a loud bang.
The wind howled and blew from all directions.
Dark clouds over the mountains.
But under such a terrifying sky, there were two ox carts and a horse carriage running very fast in the mountains, the speed was jaw-dropping.
"Gentleman, this mountain is so deserted that I'm afraid I won't be able to find someone to take shelter from the rain."
While the green bull was running wildly, it kept observing its surroundings.
"If there are no houses, just look where there are caves or protruding cliffs, as long as you can take shelter from the rain."
Feng Qingyan said, it is indeed difficult to find someone deep in the vast mountains.
"It's raining a lot, I'm afraid."
At this time, another bullock cart stopped. Zi Yaqin opened the curtain and stuck her head out. She frowned and said to the carriage path behind: "Hibiscus, Ditang, you two go and look for shelter from the rain."
land."
"promise."
Two women in white clothes carrying harps came out of the carriage, bowed to Zi Yaqin and walked away.
Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment when he saw it, a servant in the scribe realm?
Going to Youdu requires constant travel, so Zi Yaqin only brought two servants with her, mainly to take care of the daily life and food of the two of them.
The other servants stayed in Baihua Valley.
About a stick of incense later, two women in white clothes carrying harps came back from the air, bowed and said, "Sir, there is a dilapidated courtyard two miles southeast. It can be sheltered from the rain as long as it is tidied up."
"How about Qingyan?"
Ziyaqin got out of the bullock cart and asked Feng Qingyan, and finally said: "I'm afraid I have to avoid this rain."
"That's all."
Feng Qingyan looked at the sky and nodded.
The sky was filled with dark clouds, cracks opening continuously, and ferocious silver snakes darting back and forth in the clouds.
Thunder roars.
It rushed over like a huge wave, and the earth-shaking sound drowned everything in an instant.
"Hibiscus, Ditang, you two will lead the way."
Ziyaqin said as she got on the bullock cart.
The two women in white clothes carrying harps returned to the carriage and immediately led the way, with Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin's oxcart following behind.
In a moment, everyone came to a valley, and the dilapidated courtyard was in the valley.
"That's weird, where does this place come from?"
Zi Yaqin opened the curtain and looked at the courtyard hidden in the valley, feeling a little surprised.
"Perhaps it was left by some hermit."
Feng Qingyan narrowed his eyes and said.
"Sir, this is it."
When the carriage arrived in front of the dilapidated courtyard, two women in white clothes and carrying harps walked down the carriageway. "My maid will go and clean up first. Please wait a moment before entering."
"Go ahead."
Ziyaqin stepped off the bullock cart and waved, then looked around curiously.
The valley was dark and gloomy.
Feng Qingyan stepped off the oxcart, frowned and looked around, then said after a moment: "There is a faint yin energy in the valley here."
Ziyaqin nodded and said with a smile: "I'm afraid there are some little ghosts entrenched here."
"It seems so."
Feng Qingyan said, not taking the kid seriously, so he found a place to park the bullock cart and let Qing Mang out, "Don't make trouble, don't run around, pay attention to safety."
Rumble——
After a thunder, the heavy rain fell with the strong wind, and the power was very scary.
The sky at this time was almost the same as night.
It was as if the heaven and earth had been flooded by heavy rain.
At this time, Feng Qingyan carried the piano case to the hall that had been cleaned, hung the piano case lightly on the wall, and sat down next to the fire.
Ziyaqin took out a painting and carefully hung it on the wall.
This painting is called Valley of Flowers.
Ziyaqin stared at the flowers in the painting for a while, then turned around and came to the steps. Looking at the pouring rain, she said slightly worriedly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to leave tonight."
Feng Qingyan stood up, came to the steps, looked at the white sky, and said: "I have traveled four to five thousand miles in four days and three nights, and I need a good night's rest."
Ziyaqin nodded.
If the carts were not pulled by bull demons and horse demons, it would be impossible to do it.
Moreover, whether it was a bull demon or a horse demon, they were very tired. If they ran like crazy again, they would probably vomit and fall to the ground.
As for the 40,000 to 50,000 miles from Burying Mountain Academy to Youdu, it would take at least a month, not a day or two.
If we take the waterway, it might not be so hard, but Ziyaqin thinks the waterway is slow.
In fact, in addition to water routes and land routes, there is also an air route.
There are two options for air travel, one is to fly alone, and the other is to take a Yunhailou boat or a Yunhai flying boat.
Personal flying, with Zi Yaqin's ability, is not as good as traveling by land or water.
As for whether it is a sea of clouds ship or a flying boat on the sea of clouds, they are both as fast as a shooting star, especially the flying ship on the sea of clouds, which can fly at least more than ten thousand miles a day. However, there are only a few of the sea of clouds ships in the world, and they are all at the strategic level of the major sects.
Don’t even think about supplies.
Although the Yunhai Feizhou is faster, it is basically owned by the leaders and sect leaders of various sects, and neither Feng Qingyan nor Zi Yaqin knows them...
Moreover, others will not lend it out rashly.
"Sir, my maid has cleaned several rooms for you and your gentlemen to rest."
Two women in white came over and said.
Ziyaqin nodded.
"Sir, can you continue on your way tonight?"
A woman in white pondered and asked.
"It's getting dark soon, so I'll rest tonight and start our journey again early tomorrow morning."
Ziyaqin looked at the pouring rain outside and shook her head.
Not long after, it became completely dark.
But the heavy rain outside not only did not stop, but became heavier and heavier.
At this time, two maids were preparing dinner, while Feng Qingyan and Ziyaqin were drinking tea and chatting in the hall. Then they saw a gust of cold wind blowing in the hall.
Feng Qingyan and Ziyaqin acted as if they didn't see it.
"Good luck."
Feng Qingyan smiled instead and said in a low voice: "I didn't expect that after only four days of traveling, I met the legendary female ghost. Is this a romantic encounter in a novel?"
"Yan|encounter?"
Ziyaqin couldn't help but smile and said: "This is just a fabrication by a novelist. How can you believe it?"
"We can't deny it completely."
Feng Qingyan shook his head and said.
It was just a little female ghost. Neither Zi Yaqin, nor the two maids, nor even the bull demon and the horse demon paid any attention to it.
Unless it's an evil spirit.
But with Feng Qingyan here, what does it mean to be an evil ghost?
In short, whether it is a fierce ghost or an evil ghost, it is not as troublesome as a group of bandits...
A moment later, the female ghost appeared in the hall. Seeing that neither of them moved, as if they hadn't seen anything, they couldn't help but feel confused. Then, the female ghost with disheveled hair sat on the left, right, front, and back of Feng Qingyan...
She kept changing her position, trying to get Feng Qingyan to see her.
Feng Qingyan saw that he had seen Bian, but when he didn't see Bian, he didn't even look at him and continued drinking tea and chatting, which made the female ghost's face full of doubts.
Are these two people blind?
After a while, the female ghost used her pale hands to slowly separate her hanging hair from time to time, revealing a pale and terrifying face, or she would hang herself on a pillar and stick out her long red tongue...
Still no response.
The female ghost scratched her head, then came closer and blew air on Feng Qingyan's face.