After experiencing the fierce battle with Zhao Kuo, the young swordsman's morale dropped a lot. Looking back at the time when he broke through the city gate and left Yuyi Town, not only did he have no plan or preparation, but he also had no idea how to fight against Murong Yan after he caught up with him.
Sima Tu and the Taiping Taoists.
"You are alone." What Zhao Kuo and others said is true. Bai Feng is alone and there is no way he can compete with the most powerful people in the entire empire.
The current situation is very delicate. Bai Feng knows that Murong Yan is waiting for him in the distance, but he has to fall into deep self-doubt - can he really do this? To save her, when she encounters suffering
He arrived in time... No, he had lost the opportunity because he had been delayed for too long along the way and it was no longer possible to catch up.
"Then why would she put herself in danger?"
With this knot in mind, Bai Feng walked several days' journey to Qunma Pass. When he met the pass guard, he casually asked: "Sir, have you ever seen a person with long eyes and thin eyebrows, who would
The girl who is ringing the bell? There should be a large group of people following her..."
The guard, Mr. Yang, relied on his excellent memory. Seeing Bai Feng being so nervous, he asked curiously: "This young master, have we ever met? What is the relationship between that girl and you?"
"She is my wife." Bai Feng bowed his hands and said in respect, "I have never met your Excellency."
"Wife?" Yang Shoujiang recalled that a few months ago, a couple of actors and actresses also came from the north and passed by here. One of them had a very similar temperament to the young man in front of him: "Ah!" he exclaimed, and then considered that the other party might
There was something unspeakable, and he pretended to be cold and said: "More than ten days ago, a group of people from the imperial court did settle here, but you probably won't be able to catch up."
Bai Feng greeted: "Thank you, Sir, for your advice."
After that, he led the horse and drove away. He passed through Qunma Mountain and arrived at Qunma Town. The Lou family had been recruiting people in the town for the past few days. In the center of the town, Lou Jinghua personally presided over the recruitment of caravan personnel.
Cars and horses came and went in a steady stream, and the queue stretched for seven or eight miles. They all said they were going to make a lot of money.
Seeing that Lou Jinghua's life was on the right track now, Bai Feng didn't want to disturb her, so she passed by silently, then left quietly, and took the road straight to Cangzhou.
It was snowing heavily that day, and everyone was wearing thick winter clothes. In the bare and white winter, there were still a few chimneys emitting wisps of smoke, which was very pleasant.
Bai Feng dismounted and walked into Cangzhou. This place is the hometown of the knight-errant Su Qing. There must have been many legends spread here.
In the winding alley, I passed several wine shops, but I still couldn't find a hotel that I liked. Either the snow in front of the hotel was high and thick and lacked maintenance, or the hotel was crowded with people trying to escape from all over the place.
The man of snow.
While searching, Bai Feng suddenly saw a skinny little girl sweeping snow in front of another inn. Surprisingly, not only did she not wear shoes, but the clothes on her body were also pitifully thin. Her face was sallow and her hands were full.
She had frostbite, and her expression was full of sadness. It seemed that because she had been depressed all year round, the corners of her eyes and mouth had habitually curved downward in an arc.
"Little girl, what are you doing here in such a cold weather?" Bai Feng stepped forward and asked.
"Ah?" She was shivering from the cold and didn't react. She just subconsciously covered the bruises on her body that were bruised and purple. She hurried into the house and tried her best to hoarse but could only make a very weak voice: "Aunt, are you there?
The guests are coming!"
After finishing speaking, a fat woman with big ears came over. She pushed the little girl aside without hesitation, warmly welcomed Bai Feng and said: "Be objective, please come inside! Do you want to drink or stay in the hotel?"
"Bring me some wine and meat first..." Bai Feng looked at the poor girl. Her skin and flesh were exposed, her bones were protruding one by one, and the clothes she was wearing were still summer clothes. He couldn't bear to ask.
He said: "Madam, this girl calls you 'aunt'. You are probably related, right?"
The woman said: "Yeah, what's wrong?" Before she finished speaking, she aggressively vented to the little girl: "Go, go, the snow in front of the door hasn't been swept away yet!"
"Wait a minute!" Bai Feng pressed the Longming Sword on the table and sternly invited her: "Let her come over and drink with me!"
"Hey, okay!" The woman ran to the girl with a smile, the fat on her face swaying from side to side: "Ake, go and serve this good guest!"
Akko put down the broom and timidly walked over to fill Bai Feng's glass of wine.
"You go ahead and eat with me." Bai Feng drank the wine in one gulp, grabbed a chicken leg and placed it in front of the other party, saying, "It's not satisfying for me to eat by myself!"
"I...I, I can't." Akko felt the boss's wife's jealous eyes looking at him, and his whole body was trembling.
"Little sister, how old are you this year?"
"Ten years old."
"Well, compared with other ten-year-old children, you are too thin." Bai Feng also noticed that there was a lot of meaning in it, and did not act rashly. He continued: "Then you are not allowed to pour wine for me next to me.
go!"
Akko nodded.
After three rounds of drinking, the young swordsman's depression became more profound. He pondered for a long time, and suddenly sang a poem: "The grass is so weak, and the Bodhisattva is also withering. In the frost of October, send me to a distant place. Now I open the door, and the sword
There is no return.”
"Do you understand?" Bai Feng asked A Ke, "Who can understand the true meaning of the poem?"
"Sir, you are drunk." A rare smile appeared on Ake's face. This was probably the most comfortable afternoon she had had since the beginning of winter.
Bai Feng chuckled and said, "I know whether I'm drunk or not... I just want to know who else can help me do that."
"What's up?"
"There is someone, I must find her."
Not long after he finished speaking, a pair of sisters suddenly walked out of the inn, both wearing brocade robes. They walked up to the landlady and showed off their new clothes, saying, "Mom, look at us!"
"Oh, you are really my good daughter, she looks good in anything she wears!"
Bai Feng caught a glimpse of Akko next to her, but she didn't even have a new piece of clothing, even though she was under the same roof. She couldn't help but ask, "They all have new clothes, where's yours?"
"I..." Akko didn't answer, and then lowered his head in shame.
"A'ke!" The landlady's sudden roar shocked Bai Feng and A'ke to the point of almost losing their souls: "Quickly clear the snow outside, otherwise how can we attract customers?"
When A Ke wanted to answer "Oh," Bai Feng immediately replied and said, "It's not too late to sweep away this snow after the heavy snow stops! But my wine will get cold in a short while. Otherwise, aunt, you
Let your daughter come and drink with me?"
"Ouch, hehehe." After hearing this, the woman responded with a smile.