On the way to Beihuang, as I got closer, I found that the right side of my heart had an increasingly strange reaction.
I have never been to Beihuang, and I looked around at a glance and felt unfamiliar, but there seemed to be another feeling in my heart, as if I had been here before...
The closer we got to the Qing Family, the less and less populated we were. Following the map Nie Zifeng gave me, I quickly found the base of the Qing Family.
There is no one living here for hundreds of miles, and there is often fine snow in the sky. But the strange thing is that this place is not cold, but there is a vague heat.
"Is this the Northern Wilderness?" I looked into the distance, and saw a white line between the sky and the earth in front of me. It was the distant depths of the Northern Wilderness. I could see it, but it was far away in the horizon.
After traveling long distances for several days, I finally found a city on the border of the Northern Wilderness where the Qing family is located.
Nie Zifeng told me before I left that although the Qing family is located on the edge of the Northern Wilderness, it has become a small city of its own. People outside call it Qingcheng. For ordinary people, it is basically a small city.
Nowhere is the location of Qingcheng, this place is hidden on the edge of the Northern Wasteland, and the people who call the shots here are the Qing family.
I arrived outside the city, and before I had time to look at this lonely city hanging on the border of the Northern Wilderness, I was attracted by a group of men at the gate of the city.
They were a group of men in thin clothes, a lot of them, but each of them had dark skin and malnutrition, and many were already emaciated. They were shouted at by a group of well-dressed young people, and some of them were watching from the outside of the city gate.
The people were also caught by this group of young people and directly joined the group of men.
I happened to be about to enter the city, but a young man quickly locked his eyes on my body.
I raised my head and saw a sneer on the corner of the young man's mouth. He pointed the whip in his hand and said to his companions: "That man has a very ugly face. He must be an outsider. Catch him."
As soon as the young man finished speaking, his companion rushed towards me. Without too much hesitation, he grabbed my body and pushed me into the crowd.
"Tell me, what are you here for?" the young man with pigtails asked arrogantly. I glanced at him and saw that he had a green wolf tattooed on his sleeve. He must be from the Qing family.
I touched my nose and said, "I'm here to find a relative."
"What kind of marriage are you looking for?"
"Looking for my mother, she is in Qingcheng." I said.
The young man glanced at me and suddenly laughed loudly and said: "I believe you are fooling me. It's you outsiders who always want to sneak into our Qingcheng to be friends."
I don't know whether to laugh or cry. No one believes me if I tell the truth these days.
The young man ordered his companions beside him: "The number of people is almost the same. Let's take them over. If anyone dares to escape, we will kill them on the spot."
Just when I was about to open my mouth to say something more, several Qing family members viciously dragged me into the group and pushed us into the city.
Well, at first I was thinking about how to get into the city, but now it’s better, someone has taken the initiative to take me in.
I looked around at the people around me and found that they were all uniformly men. Most of them came from hard labor jobs. There were also a small number of people who were fully clothed. They were obviously caught passing by.
When I was wondering what this Qing family was going to do, someone suddenly tapped me on the shoulder from behind.
I looked back and saw an old man in ragged clothes, all dirty, smiling at me.
"Brother, is there anything to eat? It's been a long time since I've eaten."
The old man had black teeth, a wrinkled face, and looked pitiful as he was so skinny. I touched around his body and found only a few dry foods left, so I simply gave them to him.
The old man's eyes immediately lit up when he saw the food, but while taking the dry food, he said to me: "You deserve to be disrespected. Brother, we are real people. If you give me dry food, I have nothing to exchange for it."
Yes, or I will tell your fortune."
"Fortune telling?"
"Yes, to be honest with you, I am a descendant of the Tianji Sect. If you bump into me, you are lucky."
I took a look at the old man and saw that he had gray hair and was carrying a henhouse on his head. He hadn't washed his hair for an unknown period of time, not to mention the clothes on his body. He was as dirty as digging coal.
He is an old magic stick who travels around the world.
"Then you figure it out for me, what am I doing here?" I said.
The old magic stick took a bite of the dry food, then stretched out his dark fingers, pretended to count a few times, and said: "You are from the south, right?"
I think you are talking nonsense. This is almost the Northern Wasteland. Who doesn’t come from the south?
"Is there more?" I asked angrily.
"Yes, we are the descendants of the Tianji Sect. The secrets that others don't know are all true to me." The old magic stick wolfed down the dry food and said: "Let's figure it out, you will meet the man of your dreams here.
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I'm confused. This old bastard is really good at talking nonsense. I'm here to find my mother. What does it have to do with the person in the dream?
Seeing that I was silent, the old magician said again: "Don't reveal too much about the secrets of heaven. We just gave it up. Your fate is not good."
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Hehe, I told you, but you may not be able to understand that ordinary people have one mind and one life, but you are different."
The old magician muttered something mysterious, and I was confused when I heard it, but after he finished eating the food, he turned his attention to the girl who was watching on the roadside.
"I haven't eaten for many days. Who can take pity on this old guy like me..."
We were escorted into the city. There were many people around on both sides of the road, including some kind-hearted girls. The old magician saw the opportunity and quickly joined us. He cried and pretended to be pitiful, and quickly won over many people.
of compassion.
"Girl, I feel guilty for receiving this steamed bun so disrespectfully. Let me tell your fortune, otherwise I will feel guilty after eating it." The old magician said seriously.
The young girl didn't know much about the world, so she had to say yes.
I looked around and saw the old magician grabbing something to eat, holding his fingers and mumbling something, and finally said to the girl: "Girl, you probably haven't left the government yet."
The young girl nodded yes.
"That's right, we have figured out the secret. You, there will definitely be a bloody disaster in the future..."
The young girl was startled, apparently taken aback by the old magician's words. When the woman next to her heard this, she suddenly became disbelieving and quickly said, "Old man, can you help me figure it out too?"
"Okay, we are descendants of the Tianji sect. We can eat people's soft-spoken words and exploit their short-handedness. I will also help you figure it out."
The old magic stick pinched his fingers, but kept looking at the woman's chest with his eyes. After a few seconds, he pretended to be serious and said: "We have figured it out, you will also suffer a bloody disaster."
"Ah? Me too? Dare I ask the old god when will this bloody disaster come?" the woman asked.
The old magic stick bit the steamed bun and pointed his finger at others.
"Within a month, there will be a bloody disaster... But you don't have to worry. You have been here for many years and you are not afraid of this month..."
After the old magic stick said this, the woman and the young girl next to her looked at each other in disbelief, and then, with anger on their faces, they kicked the old magic stick to the ground on the spot.
"You shameless old bastard, you actually dare to molest us two sisters... I will kill you in return for the bloody disaster."
Fortunately, the Qing family members found out early and quickly stopped the woman, and then the old magician escaped the disaster.
The old magic stick got up from the ground in embarrassment, wiped the nosebleed, and said angrily: "If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer a lot. We are the descendants of the Tianji sect. I can tell you fortunes and I can't lie to you... Hey, this steamed bun is so delicious.