The north wind was strong, and from time to time a puff of smoke and dust was blown up from the ground, stirring up the road.
Amid the bursts of smoke and dust, there was a team composed of various people, slowly approaching the valley where Xiao Han was.
This huge and endless team was very quiet. Footsteps and even whispers could rarely be heard, let alone the noise and hustle and bustle of the initial departure.
These days, after looting everywhere and collecting enough food rations, the only thing they do is to hurry!
The continuous high-intensity travel has exhausted these thieves! If it were not for the legendary Yangzhou with gold and silver everywhere and beautiful women in the city, I am afraid that this improvised team would have fallen apart long ago.
At the front of this team, the old sect leader was still sitting in the small sedan chair.
The road was not very smooth, but thanks to the four healthy servants carrying the sedan, he did not feel any bumps!
The curtain blocking the front of the sedan was slowly opened, revealing the old sect leader with a complex expression inside.
At this time, he was like a clay statue placed in a sacred urn, staring quietly at the low mountain in front of him. Only his slightly trembling fingers showed how unusual his mood was.
Today's weather is not very good. The warm sun never peeks out from the clouds, but judging from the color of the clouds, it doesn't look like rain or snow.
"Do you think there will be lightning strikes at the foot of that mountain today?" The old sect leader looked at the short mountain for an unknown amount of time before suddenly speaking softly, in a very low voice, as if he was asking someone else, but also as if he was asking himself.
Wang Wu, who was following the old sect leader, heard these words very keenly, and his body trembled immediately!
He was about to raise his head to look at the old man on the top, but he saw the old servant following the sedan with a smile and said: "Master, you have forgotten, it is already winter, how can there be thunder?"
"Haha, it's winter here, but it's not necessarily winter for the God of Thunder. Wasn't there already a drought and thunder two days ago?" The old sect leader gently rubbed the ring on his thumb, his tone indescribable.
strange.
When the old servant heard this, the smiling expression on his face gradually solidified. He hesitated for a moment, but finally said: "Sect Master, do you mean that young prince? But according to Lao Nu, this is probably a coincidence. He is a mortal boy, how can he
Could it trigger the power of heaven and earth?!"
"What a coincidence?" The old sect master slowly closed his eyes, sighed, then slowly opened them again, and said: "How can there be so many coincidences in this world? I once looked through all the information about him and found that he
There are always unreasonable things happening in places! Even this thunder has been related to him at least three times.
The first time was during the Wude period, when this man blocked Wang Shichong from leaving the city in Luoyang. Wang Shichong didn't believe it and sent troops brazenly. As a result, a thunderbolt immediately fell on the Luoyang city gate! The Wanjin suspension bridge was destroyed, the ten-foot-long city wall cracked, and countless soldiers
All turned into powder.
This second time, in the early years of Zhenguan, a hundred thousand troops of the Steppe Turks rushed to the shore of the Wei River, and they saw that the next step was to take Chang'an!
At that time, Xiao Han was in Beijing and spread rumors to the outside world, saying that the Turks had launched unjust armies and would be punished by heaven! Jieli Khan did not believe it, and he did not expect that that night, just like the rumors, he would be struck by thunder and suffer thousands of casualties! Jieli was shocked.
The Khan had to form an alliance with Li Shimin on the Wei River and then retreated in a hurry.
And this third time was just a few days ago! We wanted to capture Yangzhou where he was, but before the city arrived, the ground collapsed several feet, killing both humans and animals! There were only a few survivors among the 3,000-strong army! What do you think?
How can so many coincidences happen to one person?"
"There are not a few survivors, but only one!"
Wang Wu, who was following the sedan, heard about Xiao Han's glorious journey for the first time. He was shocked and couldn't help but swallowed and corrected the old man in his heart.
As a witness to this third time, he knew very well that if he hadn't discovered that lucky boy, there would have been no one left in the three thousand army!
Moreover, he also knew that this fourth time was coming soon!
"This... this must be a coincidence!" The old servant listened to the old sect master's story one by one, and immediately turned pale and murmured: "If that young Lord Hou really has this ability, then he is not a human being, but
They should be gods! But how can gods live in the mortal world? Even be appointed to official positions by mortal emperors?"
The old sect leader suddenly laughed when he heard this, smiling as cunningly as a naughty boy: "Have you forgotten that he once wrote a book called Journey to the West in Chang'an? You and I and many other disciples have read it.
Aren’t there many gods and monsters living in the mortal world inside? If that’s the case, why can’t he live in the mortal world?”
The old servant's face turned pale, but he still refused to believe that there would really be a god in this world! He lowered his head and thought hard for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and said: "But, he married a wife in Chang'an! The old servant has also heard that his wife has already
If you are pregnant, you may even have a child at this time. Are there any gods who will give birth to children?"
"Of course immortals cannot have children, but what about a person who has not yet reached the realm of immortals, or a half-immortal? In the past, Liu An also had many wives and concubines, and children and grandchildren everywhere? Later, he became enlightened and ascended to the immortal realm.
, aren’t they also ascending to heaven together with their family members and even their raised chickens and dogs?”
As if he had anticipated what the old servant would say, before he finished speaking, the old sect master had already prepared an answer! And when he said this, the old sect master's eyes were already full of excitement!
The older a person gets, the more afraid of death he becomes! This is a conclusion! Not to mention him, even many kings are afraid of death, so they come up with various ways to find immortality?
Looking for the elixir? Qin Shihuang did this, but unfortunately he failed, so he died.
Qiu Xian asked? Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty also did this, so he also died.
Knowing that these two paths lead nowhere, and looking at himself day by day, this shadow of approaching death has completely shrouded the old sect master's heart under a dark cloud!
So ever since he discovered that Xiao Han was unusual, all his thoughts were spent on him!
Anything unusual related to Xiao Han, or things that cannot be explained now, he will use the word "god" to explain it!
Even the few workshops that constantly produced all kinds of novelty things turned into a place containing great secrets in his imagination! It seemed that as long as he possessed them, he could get clues to becoming an immortal, and thus
Immortality, immortality, long life!
"Hey! What a pity! Yangzhou is the area of the Mo family, and that young boy Yin Can must have discovered the clues, so he would never allow us to get close to the young prince. Otherwise, why would I have spent so much effort?"
