The horse rides on the floating clouds and travels thousands of miles in a day.
This speeding carriage is a magic weapon, and even the black horse pulling the carriage is covered with various obscure runes.
Li Changfeng was sitting in the front room, holding the black sword in his arms and holding the reins in his hand. He had a sleepy look and a simple hair tie, which made him look like a knight.
There were two people in the carriage, Murong Wanfeng and Zhu Yao.
The sea of clouds is misty, and the floating light is golden.
They would be able to return to the capital in one day at most. Originally, there was room for one person in the front room, but Jiang Wuji had to take his sister with him, so he had to part ways and agreed to meet in the capital.
In the narrow carriage, Zhu Yao dragged her chin with her hands and looked at Murong Wanfeng quietly, mist lingering in her big eyes.
"Why are you looking at me like this?" Murong Wanfeng asked.
"If there is any way, I don't want you to die." Zhu Yao's voice was a little more choked up.
Murong Wanfeng smiled and touched Zhu Yao's little head and said: "As long as you are alive, you will eventually die. You and I are just casual acquaintances. There is no need to feel sorry for me."
Zhu Yao wrinkled her nose, rubbed her eyes hard, and then asked: "Did you just say that that annoying guy gave you a poem?"
"He didn't give it to me, I asked for it. His literary talent is so good, wouldn't it be a shame not to ask him for a poem?" Murong Wanfeng said with a smile.
"Can you read it to me?"
Murong Wanfeng nodded, took out a piece of rice paper from his sleeve, and spoke softly.
"In the evening the jackdaws are sad."
"The willow pond is fresh green but gentle."
"If you teach me that there is no hatred in your eyes."
"I don't believe there are white heads in the world."
Just in time for a gust of wind, white hair danced.
"Is this a love poem?" Zhu Yao asked, tilting her head.
Murong Wanfeng shook his head, "I don't know, but I think it's not the case. After all, he doesn't understand anything."
"I think Brother Jiang is thoughtful, but he must have something to hide, so he doesn't want to talk to others."
Li Changfeng's voice came from the front room.
"What's so unspeakable? I think he is just a heartless nuisance!" Zhu Yao said angrily.
"You don't understand love, why are you so angry?" Li Changfeng joked.
"Tch, why don't I understand this? I just abandoned the relationship between men and women!"
"Huh? There are a few lines of small words on the back!"
Hearing Zhu Yao's voice, Murong Wanfeng quickly turned over the rice paper in his hand.
Just as Zhu Yao said, there are a few lines of small words on the back of the paper.
"My intestines are broken and my tears are hard to hold back."
"Lovesickness returns to the Little Red Mansion."
"Knowledge of love has been blocked by the mountain."
"Relying on the railing frequently does not make you free."
After listening to Murong Wanfeng's recitation, Zhu Yao's brows furrowed even deeper.
"What do you mean? What do you mean? What on earth do you want to say?"
"You don't understand this, so you don't understand even if I say it." Li Changfeng continued to tease.
Zhu Yao angrily chased Li Changfeng into the front room, grabbed Li Changfeng's ear and lifted it up, revealing her fierce look.
"Oh Li Changfeng! When did you become so annoying! Who do you think doesn't understand! Who doesn't understand!"
"Hiss! It hurts, it hurts, please be gentle! Be gentle!"
"Then explain it to me!"
"I can explain it, but the main thing is that you don't understand it even after I explain it."
"Ouch! Li Changfeng!"
Looking at the two people quarreling in the front room, Murong Wanfeng showed a gentle smile, but unconsciously, the figures were blurred, like a dream in a yellow beam.
…
"Little Taoist Master, are you going to the capital next?" Cao Li asked, combing his horse's mane.
Jiang Wuji put the incense in his hand into the incense burner, nodded and said, "Yes, but you have to go to Baiyue City to get a guide first, otherwise you won't be able to enter the capital."
"Baiyue City." Cao Li smacked his lips.
Jiang Wuji: "Is there any problem?"
Cao Li grinned and said: "Young Taoist Master may not know that our Leping County is a small county on Linnan Road. Although Lecheng is prosperous, it is far inferior to other counties and cities. This Baiyue City is the administrative seat of Linnan Road.
, it’s a real big city!”
Jiang Wuji didn't care about this, but Cao Li seemed to have something to say.
"Want to go with me?" Jiang Wuji asked.
"Hehehe..." Cao Li scratched his head in embarrassment.
Jiang Wuji: "I'm going through mountains and ridges, sleeping in the open air, and I don't know what I'll encounter..."
"Little Taoist Master, I'm at the eighth level, now at the eighth level!" Cao Li hit his chest hard and couldn't help but cough a few times.
"Really going?" Jiang Wuji asked with a smile.
"I have reached the eighth level, so I can be more or less helpful. Besides, someone has to do all the rough work along the way, right? Hehe, actually I just want to go out and see the world."
Apart from having obsessive-compulsive disorder, Cao Li is also a simple and honest person, and he can take care of many people on the road.
"What should we do over there in Yong'an County? Where is your family?" Jiang Wuji asked.
"I will write a letter back. To be honest with you, I am just a nominal person in the Inspection Department. I am dispensable."
Cao Li's eyes fell on a simple memorial tablet in front of the stage and continued: "Now that Master Qiu is dead, the county magistrate may be blamed for this after he returns, and his family may even be implicated."
"I have thought about it...hehe, the little Taoist has made friends with Mr. Li, and is appreciated by Mr. Fengtiansi. After entering the capital, he will become a member of Fengtiansi. I am not stupid. Doesn't it make it clear that the way out is to follow the little Taoist?
"
Cao Li was very straightforward. Whether it was his purpose or his thoughts, he made it clear.
However, Jiang Wuji himself has not thought of Chu yet about joining Fengtian Division, but there is no need to explain this matter to Cao Li.
Then, Jiang Wuji laughed and cursed: "What a vulgar martial artist."
"Hey hey hey..."
"Okay, let's hit the road."
The next day.
A carriage left Lecheng and headed towards the morning light.
Jiang Wuji and Jiang Zhiyu were sitting in the carriage, while Cao Li became the groom.
"Drive! Drive!"
"Little Taoist Master, the sun is so beautiful today!"
"I heard that there is a big river outside Leping County. If we encounter it, I will catch a few fish and bring it up. I am not boasting, but my skill in grilling fish is extraordinary!"
"Miss Xiaoyu, I remember that you like to eat fruits, right? When we leave Leping County, I will go to the mountains to find fruits for you to eat!"
This is the voice of joy from an eighth-grade groom.
The autumn wind is bleak, some people see each other again, and some people never see each other again... At this point, the affairs of Leping County come to an end.
Li Changfeng said that Fengtiansi would refine the antidote in the shortest possible time, and that several adults would bring the antidote to Lecheng to completely end this epidemic.
As for his sister Jiang Zhiyu, Li Changfeng gave her some pills. Although they could not cure her, they could suppress the disease and cut off the infection.
He will send someone to deliver the refined antidote to him as soon as possible. As long as he doesn't deliberately hide his whereabouts, it will be easy for Fengtiansi to find someone to deliver something.
In addition, Li Changfeng also gave some silver coins, which was regarded as a burden along the way.
Originally, he could have walked around and visited the mountains and rivers for a while, but Li Changfeng couldn't do anything with this fever.
Therefore, Li Changfeng suggested that he should go to Beijing as soon as possible and let the adults of Fengtiansi have a look.
However, Jiang Wuji is not in a hurry to solve his fever now, because the fever is likely to be related to the female corpse with small feet, or it may be related to his time travel.
Not to mention time travel, although I still know the real purpose of the little-footed female corpse attached to my body, judging from the current situation, there is no harm.
But if others knew about the existence of the female corpse with small feet, whether it would be a good thing or a bad thing is another matter.
So the real purpose of rushing to the capital is for an unattainable woman.
