Chapter 258 Ji Baoer, I am so scared for my husband.
The red sun slowly revealed a corner and gradually set obliquely.
Dawn breaks with the crow of a cock.
"Um."
Li Zijun gently rubbed the corners of his eyes, murmured, put his little hand to his lips, yawned, and opened his eyes.
The climate on the north bank of the Cangjiang River is different from that in the south. Even in late spring, the nights are still slightly cool.
She carefully arranged her underskirt and frowned. The skirt she wore had not been changed and washed for several days. Although it was not dirty, it was still a little uncomfortable to wear.
He opened the curtain and walked out with small steps.
The light rain at night washes the surroundings into silence and tranquility, and bursts of fresh bamboo fragrance hit your face.
With a green crown on the head, all you can see is a piece of green bamboo, gently swaying in the wind. If you look carefully, you can still see dewdrops rolling on the tips of the leaves, almost dripping.
Swifts fly back and forth from branch to branch, making crisp calls.
"Tweet-"
Li Zijun raised his head, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes, following the swallows as they shuttled through the bamboo forest, shaking off the raindrops on their wings.
I followed the caravan last night and came in a hurry at night, but I didn't feel anything.
Now with the dim light of the morning, when everything is unfolding in the eyes, everything is different from the deliberate ingenuity and prosperity, it is like a masterpiece made by heaven.
Clean your heart and wash your eyes.
When he was in Luocheng, he asked Duoer and Erlu to go back to Jinling first to find Confucian disciples to support him. For safety reasons, when Li Zijun was approaching Cangjiang, he did not return to Jinling with the large army, but pretended to be traveling.
The scholar found a caravan heading to the ancient country of Nanfeng.
Everything was quite peaceful along the way, but today we were about to cross the Cangjiang River, and Li Zijun's heart sank slightly.
While he was thinking, an old man walked towards Li Zijun with a smile, holding a bowl of steaming porridge in his hand:
"Girl, come to have breakfast."
"Today, we can cross the Cangjiang River..."
"..."
Looking at the woman who looked as peaceful as the one in the painting, the old man's eyes were full of gentleness. Since the girl followed the caravan alone two days ago, he had taken care of her along the way.
Sitting next to her, watching her take the bowl with a smile, I felt warm in my heart.
"Girl, aren't your family worried if you walk such a long way alone?"
"..."
Li Zijun took a sip of the soup in the bowl, and there were thick rice grains underneath. She knew that this was probably Wang Bo's extra serving for her, so she said:
"Thank you, Uncle Wang."
"When you go on a trip, you gain a lot of experience along the way."
Uncle Wang shook his head and said with an emotional smile:
"You kids from aristocratic families are different from us roughnecks. We travel around the world just to earn a living."
"After this Cangjiang River, we will reach Xiegu City. The caravan will be reorganized there in the next few days. If you persist, girl, it's time to take a good rest..."
Li Zijun's eyelashes fluttered and curled.
"Thank you so much, Uncle Wang, for taking care of me along the way."
Uncle Wang quickly waved his hand at her with a simple and honest look on his face:
"There's nothing to be thankful for. I have a girl like you in my family, but I haven't been home for two years. I don't know if I'm married now..."
"It's really strange. There weren't that many people taking this road in the past. Why do you feel like there are more people going to Xiegu City during this period?"
"..."
Uncle Wang touched his beard, smiled at Li Zijun, stood up and walked towards the bullock cart not far away, not forgetting to tell Li Zijun:
"Girl, you have to drink this porridge while it's hot."
"Don't be cold."
"..."
Li Zijun's eyes were slightly lowered and he didn't speak for a long time.
After all, caravans in the mortal world are different from caravans in the immortal world, and the difference between immortals and mortals is most obvious here.
Even though Donghuang ascended the throne for hundreds of years and worked hard to govern, and gradually brought immortal cultivators into the sight of mortals, for those living at the lowest level, it was just a drop of water falling into the vast lake, unable to lift a trace.
Just ripples.
After finishing the porridge, he got on the bullock cart. Li Zijun wore a big bamboo hat on his head and looked at the scenery along the way with his hands on his hands.
A few caravan guys were chatting under the ox cart, with simple smiles on their faces:
"Second boy, have you heard that there seems to be some excitement in Xiegu City?"
"What's the excitement?"
"Not long ago, it seems that a mineral vein was dug out somewhere in the mountains behind Xiegu City. Several nobles from aristocratic families couldn't sit still, and they were all vying to occupy the mineral vein."
"Aren't all the masters from aristocratic families like this? According to Niu Er, they have money but no place to burn it, so they have to eat their bird's nests and bear's paws every day. What's the fun?"
"Hey? Didn't you realize that there are so many people on this road? I don't know who owns the mine now. It seems that these aristocratic families are going to have a fight to decide who will own it... It is said that the eldest young master of the Yang family died
It’s inexplicable. I guess these people want to go mining besides watching the excitement.”
"..."
Li Zijun raised his head slightly, his eyes changing slightly.
Then he blinked and asked one of the waiters:
"Hey, young man over there, can you tell me about the young master of the Yang family? The one you said died..."
"..."
The waiter named Shui Sheng raised his head and saw Li Zijun's curved eyes. His heart stopped and he swallowed involuntarily.
He had never seen a woman who looked like a fairy before. He quickly lowered his head, fearing that he would stain her eyes. His face turned red and he hesitated:
"That...that..."
"The young master of the Yang family seems to be named Yang Erbao. It is said that he is a genius who can become an immortal."
"Then he disappeared a few days ago. When he was found again, he had already expired and died miserably. It seemed that something had been dug up..."
"..."
Li Zijun nodded thoughtfully, and then smiled at the little boy:
"Thank you then, little man."
"..."
The guy shook his head quickly, with an embarrassed look on his face, and said in fear:
"I don't dare to take it seriously..."
He didn't dare to look at her directly, so he glanced at her quietly with his peripheral vision and quickly lowered his head.
Along the way, although I didn't know the identity of this beautiful fairy-like woman, I knew just by looking at her temperament that she was definitely not a woman from an ordinary family, and she was definitely a disciple of one of those big families.
According to the manager Liu of the caravan, one of her hairpins could be exchanged for the goods of this caravan.
The disciples of the aristocratic family have traveled all over the country in the past few years and have seen a lot. No matter what kind of character they are, when they see me and others, they all have their nostrils turned upward and impatient looks on their faces. Even if there are some who are pleasant, there is disgust deep in their eyes.
Contempt is still inevitable.
But only for this woman, he could feel that the smile the woman in front of him gave him was not fake in the slightest, it was completely genuine.
When all the boys around him saw this scene, they all burst into laughter, and one by one they stepped forward and put their arms around Shuisheng:
"Shui Sheng, why is your face as red as a monkey's butt?"
"Why don't you brag? Hahaha."
"Look at your courage."
Shuisheng's neck turned red and he retorted:
"I didn't..."
Li Zijun turned his eyes and his body trembled slightly.
For some reason, combined with this brief conversation, an instinctive thought echoed in her mind:
"Shaxiu."
"It's a ghost."
"Is Xiegu City unsafe? I don't know where Duo'er and the others are..."
She took a deep breath and suppressed many thoughts in her heart, not thinking about them and not daring to think about them.
I hope that all this is not brought about by myself.
...
Su Bei carried the sword box on his back and flew with Nan Ji.
After leaving Wucheng, the surrounding area belonged to neither the Dongfeng Ancient Kingdom nor the Nanfeng Ancient Kingdom.
Su Bei had already taken off his iconic white embroidered Begonia shirt and put on clean plain clothes. He wore a bamboo hat on his head, hiding his black hair.
If an ordinary person were to wear this outfit, he might be regarded as a knight-errant, but when worn on Su Bei's body, it seemed a bit transcendent, a bit less worldly and a bit more fairy-like.
I guess this is ‘temperament’.
The two of them stopped and walked along the way. Because they didn't know the exact road, they could only fly roughly in the direction of the ancient country of Nanfeng. If they could encounter any scenery and mountains worthy of the poetry of northern Jiangsu, they would have to carry their hands behind their backs.
A deep look.
——Give me the freedom and ease that I had when I didn’t have a disciple a few months ago.
Hugging Nan Ji, she didn't feel bored even when she was bored. Su Bei hugged her waist, because the cold air of Zhiyin remained less and less in her body, and as time went on, her complexion became more and more complex.
The ground became familiar and gentle.
The coldness brought about by the Yin body gradually became much weaker. Of course, maybe it was just being around Su Bei that brought about this change in her.
The days she spent with Su Bei, far away from Yong Yun's endless memorials, seemed that her true intentions were gradually exposed, and she no longer had to hide them like Dong Huang. To this day, she just belongs to him, Nan Ji, and occasionally wanders around.
Lying lazily in Su Bei's arms, as obedient as a cat.
Touching her gently, Nan Ji frowned, rolled her eyes at Su Bei, and moved her body:
"Why is it never enough?"
He hugged this peerless and charming woman, kissed her cheek, and smiled evilly against her ear:
"What is Ji Bao'er thinking?"
"Have you ever said that to your husband?"
Ji Nanjue's expression changed instantly, she kicked him away and looked at the rolling mountains not far away.
The long-term flight has made Su Bei a little tired. Of course, maybe the culprit of fatigue is not flying...
Night gradually fell, at dusk.
The two fell from the sky, and then looked at a stone tablet with several large characters carved on it. Although it had been eroded by wind and rain and could not be seen clearly, it was still vaguely recognizable:
"Xiegu City is three hundred miles away from here."
Su Bei raised his eyebrows and looked at Ji Nanjue beside him:
"Is Xiegu City the city of Nanfeng Ancient Kingdom?"
Ji Nanjue chuckled and put her jade hand on Su Bei's head:
"you ask me?"
Su Bei looked serious, looked at Ji Nanjue affectionately and said:
"Yes, because Ji Baoer in my husband's heart is simply omniscient and omniscient..."
If she had heard his words before, Ji Nanjue might have been touched in her heart, but at this point, she was already immune to all the earthy love words he occasionally said, and she didn't know how his eyes did this.
So affectionate.
"Xiegu City is the first city after crossing the Cangjiang River. It seems that our direction is a little off."
"Want to change direction?"
Su Bei stepped forward and touched the weathered soil on the stone tablet, and said with a smile:
"We're already here, why change direction?"
"Does cultivating an immortal require a predestined relationship? It's not far from Xiegu City..."
"..."
Perhaps it was because of the many mountains that the name Xiegu City was given. High ones and low ones can be seen everywhere. Su Bei couldn't help but sigh:
"The world is full of strange peaks."
The mountain road is remote and deserted. It seems that there are very few people passing by. Occasionally, you can see a few woodcutters cutting firewood.
Along the way, Su Bei and Nan Ji had a lot of heart-to-heart conversations, and the two already had an inseparable relationship.
As I walked along the road, I unconsciously walked dozens of miles and saw more and more people coming and going on the official road.
It seemed that there were gradually more people around, and Su Bei's eyes flashed with an inexplicable meaning.
He turned his head and glanced at Nan Ji. Seeing that she was looking at him in the same way, the two of them looked at each other and smiled.
"This place is so remote, how come there are so many people? Do the people live in such a peaceful way?"
Su Bei raised his eyebrows and smiled:
"It's rare to have some fun..."
There was a bonfire flickering in the lee of a hillside, and around the bonfire sat a dozen tall and powerful men with sinister expressions.
A dozen horses were tied not far away, but there was no cargo.
Apparently, these are grass bandits who make a living by robbing people.
Not far away, several people came trotting all the way, whispering to the strong man leading the way. When the big man heard the news, a ray of light flashed in his eyes. Has the fat sheep entered?
"Is your news true?"
"..."
The big man picked up the saber at his waist, took a swig of wine and spit it on the blade, and suddenly the sword flashed wildly.
"It's true. The two people who came from there don't seem to be very old. They are in their twenties at most. Their clothes and temperament are of the highest quality!"
"Especially that woman, I dare say I have never seen such a beautiful woman in my life!"
"The woman our eldest brother snatched last time is incomparable to her!"
"..."
The man named Lao Ba swallowed hard.
The big man narrowed his eyes slightly. On such a remote road, the clothes are well-dressed and the materials are high-quality? Is it because he has confidence in his heart, or is it that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers?
"Is that woman really that beautiful?"
"..."
As soon as Lao Ba finished speaking, the big man couldn't sit still anymore and stood up suddenly to look at Lao Ba!
All the men around the bonfire were living a life of licking blood and relying on robbery and extortion. After waiting for a day, it seemed that someone big finally took the bait, and they could no longer contain the excitement in their hearts.
Without waiting for the big man at the head to say anything, he suddenly pulled the rope.
The big man at the head sighed, forget it!
What’s the point of looking forward and backward in this kind of business?
"Brothers, this vote must be for a big guy..."
Just when Su Bei was studying how to show off his eighteen martial arts skills on Nan Ji tonight, he suddenly heard a roaring sound.
The next moment, a huge stone rolled down from the cliff, blocking the road in front of the two of them.
Immediately afterwards, dozens of figures descended from the sky, each with a strong back and a strong waist. Some of them even had some cultivation. Although they were only practicing Qi, the big man at the head was still a foundation builder.
"Ahhhhhhh-"
"I picked this tree, I opened this road, if you want to live from now on, stay..."
The group of bandits who appeared opposite the two people were obviously reciting their lines skillfully in line with their professional ethics.
However, the moment they saw Ji Nanjue, their eyes couldn't help but stare, and everyone held their breath, and actually forgot to say the next words.
Finally, the one who came to Scarface took a step forward, holding up the knife:
"Boy, please... hand over the woman!"
"..."
Su Bei chuckled, hugged Nan Ji's waist tightly, and then gently placed the tip of his nose on the side of her cheek, saying with a look of grievance and fear:
"What should I do? Ji Bao'er is so scared for her husband."
"Protect your husband..."
Ji Nanjue glanced at Su Bei, and squeezed Su Bei's waist tightly with her jade fingers. Su Bei's brows suddenly jumped:
"hiss--"
"You're still pinching me..."
Ji Nanjue had a smile on her lips, then glanced indifferently at the grass bandits in front of her and said: