Luo Ning was a little speechless when he heard Tongyan Shaman's words.
"Dear Sir, I dare not hide it from you." Tongyan Shaman said in Xianbei dialect that only Luo Ning could understand, "The time for divination is not always available."
"Only when you have gnosis and feelings, can you accurately predict things."
"There are nine kinds of divination results: big good, big bad, small good, small bad, flat hexagram, empty hexagram, changed hexagram, good first and then bad, first bad and then good."
Luo Ning understood. It turned out that her divination could not be carried out all the time, and it was inherently uncertain.
There are also empty hexagrams with unknown results, as well as unpredictable hexagrams with bad and good fortune.
"Dear Sir, I dare not hide it from you." Murong Lingbei continued, "As long as I fully survive the catastrophe of twenty years old, my gnosis will be stronger and I can predict more and more accurately."
"When the time comes, I will definitely repay you and help you."
Luo Ning said in the Xianbei language given by Ling Daozhu:
"My childlike shaman, I don't care how much you help me. I just hope that you can survive the disaster smoothly and live well."
"My childlike shaman, my wishes for you are like blessings for my relatives. When my relatives face the wolves, they open their arms to block them, not because you can help them herd horses and sheep, nor because of your milk tea.
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Luo Ning's words were not hypocritical, they were more or less from the bottom of his heart.
If he initially accepted Murong Lingbei for benefits, then now he sincerely hopes that Murong Lingbei will survive the disaster without asking for anything in return.
The child-like shaman, who looked twelve but was actually twenty years old, was very moved when he heard this and said with tears in his eyes:
"My lord, you are my relative, Murong Lingbei. When I see your happiness, I feel like I'm seeing my father's smile. When I see your worries, I feel like I'm seeing your worries."
Everyone could not understand what the two said, but they could also see Murong Lingbei's gratitude and respect for Luo Ning.
After passing the Jealousy River without any danger, Luo Li immediately got into the carriage and recorded in the booklet:
"Ding Chou in the fifth month is a jealous wife. He worships the evil god Mrs. Duan, blackmails my brother for eight taels of Yin De anointing, and almost kills my brother's ghost disciple Hongxiu..."
Outside the car.
The ghost disciple Hongxiu Wu said in a sob voice: "If it weren't for Master, my disciple would have died. Uh-huh..."
"I don't know what kind of grass grows in my disciple's little grave with weeds, but Master has to take such good care of me..."
While expressing her admiration, the female ghost floated in front of Luo Ning's horse to relieve Luo Ning from the heat.
"Okay, okay." Luo Ning still felt sorry for this ghost disciple, "Your ghost body hasn't solidified yet, so you shouldn't stay in the sun for too long. Come back to the Soul Habitat."
"Hongxiu!" Luo Li stretched out his little head from the carriage, "I'm so hot, come to the carriage to accompany me! Help me cool down!"
"I know, Senior Aunt!" Hong Xiu originally wanted to stay outside for a while and didn't want to return to the Soul-Qiu Pavilion. When he heard what the young Senior Aunt said, he immediately gave a ghostly laugh and floated into Luo Li's carriage.
"It's so cool! The yin energy is overwhelming!" Luo Li suddenly smiled and threw the fan in his hand.
The little black dog at her feet, which had been sticking out its tongue, saw the red-clothed ghost coming in, and immediately leaned towards the female ghost to cool off.
Cows are afraid of heat. The old man who followed the carriage also got a little light and was not so hot anymore.
In Su Chuo's carriage, Lu Pianpian was feeling extremely angry and could not calm down.
"Traitors! They are all traitors to the True Sacrifice Sect!"
"When I take back the position of leader, we must clean up!"
The tone was as murderous as iron.
The Zhensi Cult actually started to collude with spiritual officials and sell Yinde ointment, which touched her bottom line.
In her opinion, the devil also has a way!
The ultimate purpose of Zhensi Cult is to gather the forces that resist the imperial court, overthrow the imperial court, build a true paradise on earth, and create the legendary heaven.
Instead of colluding with corrupt officials and harming all sentient beings!
How could such a degenerated Zhensi Sect be able to compete with the imperial court? In the end, it would just become a knife used by the imperial court!
"Don't be angry." Su Chuo said, "Whenever you are angry, my chest hurts. You'd better think carefully about how to get your body back."
"Didn't you say that you have a base in Tubo? It's very possible that you will meet your subordinates."
Lu Pianpian said: "Those were my father's subordinates in the Xiuyi Mansion. They once stayed with my father in Tubo. They are not my subordinates, and they may not listen to me."
Su Chuo said: "That's right. You are like this. It is difficult to make those monks who have been hawks and dogs obey orders. They will not believe that you and I are one."
"Even if I betray you, it's not impossible."
Lu Pianpian was silent for a long time and said, "Maybe I really messed up."
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Walking through villages and countryside, we entered the Ancient Tea Horse Road after a few days.
The Ancient Tea Horse Road meanders through high mountains and rivers, and the terrain gets higher and higher.
But I saw the Nuri Mountain rolling up and down, towering into the clouds, where birds could not fly, and the sad and distant cries of apes were heard. The Yacang River was mighty and empty, and the other side was vast and I don’t know how wide it was.
Not far away, Chilong Pass looks like a giant dragon hovering between mountains and rivers. Several eagles soar between the mountains, adding to the sense of vastness.
Seeing the scene becoming more and more majestic, everyone couldn't help but feel shocked.
It took more than two months and three thousand miles to finally reach the border from Tu County.
After passing the Chilong Pass in front, it is the area controlled by the Tubo people. The territory under the jurisdiction of Daxia Yizhou Mu also ends here.
"Good mountains, good water! So majestic!" Luo Ning sighed with emotion and couldn't help but stood on his horse and chanted:
"When people pass the Tea Horse Road, eagles fly over Chilong Pass. The sound of apes frightens travelers, and smoke rises from the river. My home and country are far away from each other, and the wind and rain are everywhere. I go to the west and it's cold at the end of the world, and I don't know the year of my return."
When Su Xian heard this, he couldn't help but nod his head and said: "Brother, this poem comes from the heart, expresses one's feelings directly, and makes people feel the deepest nostalgia."
After everyone heard this poem, they all looked back at the way they came, but seeing the mountains and rivers so far away and the storms so vast, they couldn't help but feel a little sad.
It's uncertain whether he can come back after leaving.
Although the Tea Horse Ancient Road is located in a remote location, there are many people traveling there. From time to time, we see caravans going in and out of Tibet. On both sides of the ancient road, there are inns, inns, and restaurants every few dozen miles.
Pedestrians on the ancient road include Xia people, Tubo people, Qiang people, etc., but they can keep their distance from the river.
Although Daxia and Tubo were enemy countries, they had a tacit understanding in terms of trade, and the border troops on both sides consciously maintained the smooth flow of the Tea Horse Road.
Therefore, although the Tea Horse Road is a mixed bag, it is still relatively safe.
Every caravan is escorted by monks.
Most of the monks in the Tibetan caravan were lamas. Those lamas escorted the caravan to Yizhou to sell Tibetan goods and at the same time went to Yizhou to preach the Dharma.
The Qiang people and the monks in the Nanzhao caravan were mostly shamans and Gu cultivators.
Especially Gu cultivators, they seem to have a very strange aura. Gu cultivators originated in Nanzhao, so there are also many Gu cultivators in Nanzhao.
There were several monks in Luoning's group, and they were quite powerful, so no one else provoked them.
Those who can serve as caravan bodyguards are generally low-level monks, at most seventh grade.
By the time you reach the sixth level of masters, even big shots who are either rich or noble are very rare in the world.
But soon, a caravan caught Luoning's attention.
The goods of that caravan were people.
Two to three hundred young women, including many little girls, all with sallow complexions and frightened expressions, crowded into the carriage.
This is a human trafficking caravan!
The flag of the caravan is Xue.
This banner is very familiar to Luo Ning, it is the banner of the Xue family firm.
The Xue family is a hereditary baron, a wealthy family in Emei, and the richest man in Tuo County. Of course, the reason why the Xue family is so rich is not only the tens of thousands of acres of fertile land, but also the family caravan.
But this was the first time Luoning knew about Xue's "population business". When he was in Xue Mansion, he only knew that Xue Bingyu was in charge of Xue's illegal business.
The leading monks escorting Xue's caravan turned out to be two acquaintances.
One is Xue Xingchang, an early eighth-level martial artist who escaped from the bandits in Shiqiao Town.
The other one is Xue Bingyu’s brother-in-law, Xue Zhirou’s fiancé, and a perfect eighth-grade Taoist cultivator, Zhuo Yun!
Luo Ning was a little strange. When he met Zhuo Yun in Xue Mansion before, even Xue Bingyu flattered him because he was not only an eighth-grade Taoist cultivator, but also a direct descendant of the Zhuo family of Emei's wealthy family.
Zhuo Yun is a person with eyes on the top of his head. When he first saw himself, he was just looking at the air.
How could such an arrogant noble man personally escort the Xue family caravan?
Even if these hundreds of young women were sold to Tubo, they would only cost a few thousand taels of silver at most. How could it be worth the trip of Mr. Zhuo?
There must be something fishy in it!
Zhuo Yun didn't pay attention to Luo Ning at all. He rode forward on horseback, leading the huge Xue family caravan in a hurry, and soon left Luo Jiaban behind.
It was obvious that he was on his way.
Luo Ning suddenly started thinking about it.
The business in Xue Mansion is very dark, but I have never heard of the business of trafficking women before.
Even if the Xue family trafficked people, Zhuo Yun would not be held responsible.
"These women are pitiful, they are going to be eaten again." Qian Sibaan said.
"Being eaten?" Luo Ning frowned, "Aren't you sold to the Tubo nobles as slave girls?"
Qian Sibaan shook his head, "It's not bad to be a female slave. They are sacrifices, sacrifices to the master of the corpse forest."
"The Xue family's caravan brought so many women to sacrifice to the master of the corpse forest. It's not a small plan."
"Master of Corpse Forest?" Luo Ning was confused.
This was the first time he heard these four words.