On the deserted plain ancient road, an old horse pulls a carriage that looks simple at first, but gives people an inexplicable sense of mystery upon closer inspection.
The old horse is very thin, with yellow hair. When it opens its mouth, you can see that it even has a few teeth missing. Unfortunately, it also has a lame foot, so it can't run at all. It can only grind forward slowly. The only thing that is unusual
The thing about her is that her eyes are very sharp.
"Brother, where are we going?" The ancient road was quiet, and a slightly immature but extremely beautiful girl's voice came from the carriage.
"Why do we have to go somewhere? Why don't we just wander around the world like this?" The answer was a man's lazy words. Although he was not seen, it was easily reminiscent of a man lying on the grass under the winter sun.
A man lounging in the sun.
"Brother!"
The girl's voice suddenly became louder and she said: "The saints say that heaven's actions are healthy, and the monarch should constantly strive for self-improvement. As an immortal in a region, you are involved in the rise and fall of hundreds of millions of sentient beings, so you should forge ahead. Otherwise, you will be content with the status quo and waste time.
As time goes by, what will happen to Tu Hu Nai in the future when disaster strikes?"
"Okay, okay... I understand, I vow to change my ways from today on, and strive to be a hard-working person, a decent person, and a person with noble sentiments, okay?"
Qin Changfeng raised his hands and surrendered. In the six months since he returned to Zhuxian's world with little Mo Shi, they had traveled all the way from the shores of the East China Sea to the west. The little girl had transformed into a saintly master, imposing the strictest requirements on him.
Preaching, as if he must transform him into the saint he thinks he is.
Qin Changfeng could not refuse this stubborn and serious "sworn sister", so he solemnly promised her every time, but this empty talk was obviously no different from farting.
Seeing his playful smile, the little girl sighed helplessly, feeling mentally and physically exhausted that she couldn't hold herself up to the wall!
In fact, she doesn't need to be so tired, but her innate character and sense of responsibility from her soul make her unwilling to admit defeat and determined that no matter how difficult it is, she must make her immortal elder brother become what she thinks he should be.
Sometimes she even believed that the reason why she was born with divine wisdom and had the great opportunity to become brother and sister with the Immortal Lord was because God allowed her to complete this mission.
"Brother, can you tell us the purpose of our coming here?" The little girl had to change the subject, because otherwise, the noble and powerful brother next to her would soon narrow her eyes again.
Of course, Qin Changfeng was not really asleep, but was exploring the spiritual sea, but there was no need to tell her.
Among the five major natal skills, only half of them have not yet been transformed into battle patterns, but in comparison, the left and right eyes are also the most difficult to cultivate.
Especially his right eye, since the fusion was successful, he rarely even used it, let alone advanced.
Now that I really focus on this skill, I realize how tricky it is. There has been almost no progress in half a year. I just figured out a little bit about this skill and it seems that it requires the cooperation of another person who is good at spiritual will to practice it.
But in this world that has been left far behind him, who can he find to cooperate?
"Spiritual confrontation... the only hope is that she seems to be the only one? Well, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor."
When he heard Xiao Mo Shi's words while he was deep in thought, Qin Changfeng came back to his senses and said: "I'm looking for someone."
"Who is it?" Xiao Mo Shi was very curious. Firstly, the person who could make the Supreme Immortal care about must be unusual. Secondly, Qin Changfeng's expression was very solemn at this time, which was rare in her memory.
Therefore, this person's identity is covered with a layer of mystery.
"Her name is Lu Xueqi."
"What's more, where is she?"
"No more," Qin Changfeng said sadly, "I'm looking for her. When I find her, you will understand everything. There is no point in saying ten thousand words if you can't find her."
Xiao Mo was puzzled and thoughtful. She was born with wisdom. Although she was young, her mind was no less than that of a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.
Qin Changfeng opened the curtains and looked at the red sunset in the sky, feeling slightly melancholy. Although the extremely precious reincarnation flower does have the magical effect of bringing the dead back to life and replenishing the remaining soul, it does not happen overnight. It requires the host to experience the past in this life.
of the past, thus awakening.
Just like a person who has lost his memory and slowly regains his memory.
So Qin Changfeng took Xiao Mo Shi and Lao Ma slowly, just to see the places where he and Lu Xueqi once stopped.
More than half a month later, the number of pedestrians on the ancient road ahead gradually increased. Looking ahead, there was a small town. Although it didn't look big, there were quite a few people coming and going.
The old yellow horse's eyes were even brighter. He raised his neck and snorted, looking very happy. Then he took a step forward and started running with a limp. The speed was surprisingly fast, like a gust of wind.
It blew across the center of the ancient road, shocking the pedestrians on both sides.
"Xiaochi Town..."
These three words were engraved on the stone tablet next to the entrance and exit of the town. Xiao Mo recognized it and felt an inexplicable familiarity. He couldn't help but feel in a trance.
The old yellow horse sauntered in and ran in. His old eyes were sly and his breath was quivering. He searched everywhere and soon came to a bun shop. Without saying a word, he opened his mouth and bit, one by one. In the blink of an eye, there were seven or eight people in the top basket.
The big buns all went into its belly.
The owner of the bun shop reacted and was furious: "Whose old lame horse secretly eats buns? Is that okay? If I can't pay you back today, I will kill you to make stuffing for buns!"
The old yellow horse spat on the ground and shook his head at the cage, as if he still didn't think it tasted good and looked extremely disdainful.
"Hey! You've become a sperm, so I don't believe I can't cure you today!" The boss, a big and powerful man, rolled up his sleeves and was about to come and do it.
"Shopkeeper, this is the money to buy buns. My old horse is neglectful. Please forgive me if there is any offense."
The curtain of the carriage was pushed aside by a pair of small white hands, and then a beautiful little face appeared. Her black hair was pulled into a princess bun, her eyebrows were slender and picturesque, her eyes shone like stars, her skin was as white as transparent, and there was a flower between her eyebrows.
The strange yellow flower seems to have nine petals, like rouge dots there, every part is perfect, without any trace of human fireworks.
The boss and some people nearby were all stunned. They didn't have any evil thoughts, they were simply shocked by this little man who seemed to have walked out of a fairy palace. They had never seen such an otherworldly person in their lives.
"If the store has any other requests, feel free to tell us." Seeing no reply for a long time, the little girl couldn't help but raise her delicate eyebrows.
"No...no, that's all." The boss said a little incoherently as he took the copper coins from those small hands made of white jade. He couldn't help but secretly cursed himself for being useless, for being so rude in front of a child, but at the same time he felt a little bit confused.
I really can't blame him for the grievance, and I don't know why. This girl made him feel the pressure that could only be brought by those practitioners who occasionally appeared in small towns, and it was even greater than that.
This is really a ghost!
Xiao Mo Shi smiled politely and gently lowered the car curtain. After seeing Qin Changfeng who looked bored and had nothing to do with him, he sighed helplessly.
In the past six months, she, a five-year-old girl, was almost the head of the house. She made all the arrangements for food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Brother Xianzun naturally became the shopkeeper.
In fact, Qin Changfeng was not as miserable as she thought, but he never liked to deal with such trivial matters.
Looking at the crowds passing through the small town, Qin Changfeng couldn't help but feel a sigh of relief in his eyes. He had been to this small town back then. This world had only passed twenty or thirty years ago, but to him, it was like a vast sea of change.
Revisiting Lu Xueqi’s reincarnation place also has a special feeling in my heart.
"Huh……"
Qin Changfeng suddenly curved the corner of his mouth, revealing a hint of amusement.
Xiao Mo Shi was curious and looked along his gaze. He saw an old wooden table on the street at the end of the intersection ahead, with a bamboo pole stuck next to it and a piece of canvas hanging on it, which read "The Immortal Guides the Way".
Character.
On the side of the bamboo pole, an old man with an extraordinary bearing shouted loudly: "Foretell the future fifty years ago, can predict the fortune of three hundred years, look with iron words, judge yin and yang with pen, if you want to know the future, let's take a look at the previous picture!"
Next to him, there was a drowsy young woman with quite pretty appearance, lying on the edge of the table with a helpless expression on her face.
The young woman saw the old man shouting hard, but there was no customer for a long time, and she was already a little impatient. When she was about to call him, suddenly there was a flower in front of her, and a shadow enveloped her, but it was an old horse pulling a carriage.
She didn't know when he was approaching, but she didn't even notice it.
Then there was another blur in front of my eyes, and I saw a young-looking man with white hair stepping out of the carriage.
"Miss, how about taking a test for me?" The white-haired man smiled lightly at her.
The young woman frowned slightly, instinctively feeling that this person was too mysterious, and she seemed to have seen him somewhere before, but she just couldn't remember.
Before she could speak, the old man had already rushed over and said with a smile: "No problem, no problem. Come on, sir, please take a seat. Well, first of all, we are the true descendants of the ancestors and have unparalleled physiognomy, so it costs ten taels of silver to measure one word.
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The white-haired man smiled and said nothing, picked up the brush on the table and wrote three words on the white paper, then turned around.
The young woman was startled for a moment, then looked at the white paper and saw that it read: Yan Faxin.
"Hey! Sir, your handwriting hasn't been tested yet!" The old man yelled unwillingly from behind. How could he let a cooked duck fly away easily after waiting for a long time?
Qin Changfeng opened the car curtain and saw that the little girl Mo Shi was obviously very curious, but she pretended not to care with a straight face. She couldn't help but laugh: "No, I don't need to know the answer."
Because there is no answer at all. Now, who in this world can measure his handwriting?
Not even Zhou Xian and Xiao Huan, the most mysterious characters in the original plot, left these three words behind just out of curiosity and to reveal some kind of information to the world.
