In the ruins of Hulao Pass, a gap has been simply dug out, allowing carriages and horses to barely enter.
Some carriages and horses carrying heavy baggage came out of the pass one after another, and left quickly surrounded by many wealthy people's servants.
Now that this pass city has been abandoned, even if the world is at peace, within ten years, the local government will not have enough financial resources to restore this majestic pass to its original state.
Without the protection of the city, it is no longer safe to stay here.
Captain Cao Bao, who was guarding this place, had left overnight with the Xuzhou soldiers.
Some local wealthy families who were belatedly realized this and hurriedly abandoned their property and left with their relatives and servants after dawn.
Some retreated southward to Yingchuan County, and some moved eastward into Chenliu Kingdom.
Originally, there was a city here and there were troops stationed there, and the local people still relied on it.
But now, with the withdrawal of the garrison and the flight of the local wealthy families, these people have fallen into despair.
After the Luoyang Rebellion, the iron hooves of the Southern Xiongnu repeatedly appeared on the north bank of the Yellow River, and the entire Sili area was in panic.
The collapse of Hulao Pass completely shattered their last belief.
Many people were talking listlessly, and some passing merchants took the opportunity to recruit servants who were sold into slavery.
Yu Xian listened from a distance for a while, feeling a little depressed.
In an era of sadness and confusion, facing his own struggle for survival and the struggle of others for survival, Yu Shijie could not come up with a better answer.
After a while, those quiet discussions slowly stopped.
Some people who discovered Yu Xian quietly pulled each other's clothes and remained silent.
It was this guy with many crimes who destroyed Hulao Pass and made them homeless.
Before Yu Xian came forward, he looked at everyone and asked, "In the past, there was a woodcutter who often brought fish to me for enlightenment. Which of you knows where he is?"
All the people heard this and remained silent.
Yu Xian simply acted like a villain and said with a sullen voice, "Huh?"
After Yu Xian's gaze swept over them, several people immediately trembled and moved their lips.
When Yu Xian's eyes fell on them, these people immediately fell to their knees.
"Go back to the Immortal Leader, the villain knows where he is."
After hearing this, Yu Xian threw the rolls of tiger skins directly in front of them, "Don't panic, I promised to enlighten him on the fresh fish for January, but I haven't seen him come these days. Now I have to leave, these things
Just leave it to him and consider it as my compensation."
After Yu Xian finished speaking, he was afraid that these people would be greedy and take away the property, or some short-sighted people would dare to rob it halfway.
So he looked at each of them fiercely and threatened.
"If anyone maliciously messes up my affairs, I will eat him."
At this time, even those who had nothing to do with him were so frightened that they fell to their knees, kowtowing like pounding garlic, and communicating with each other through tears.
Having settled the matter, Yu Xian felt relieved.
Then he found Qing Qingzi waiting in the distance, and the two headed towards Luoyang together.
As they got closer to Luoyang, Qing Qingzi suddenly felt something and looked in the direction of Luoshui.
Yu Xian was thinking about teaching robbery all the way, and he couldn't help but become nervous when he saw this, "Could it be that those monks are already here?"
Qing Qingzi distinguished them for a while, then shook his head and said, "They are a few Confucian scholars. It seems that this matter is no longer a secret."
When Yu Xian heard this, he felt it was natural.
If even the dead Taoists are aware of something, the Confucians who monopolize the court cannot remain indifferent.
It's just that at this time, Buddhism has very little influence and is not widely spread. To Confucianism, these Buddhist theories are more like a remote and niche theory.
This time the Confucians came here, it was probably just a soy sauce mentality.
Qing Qingzi thought for a while and said calmly, "The situation in Luoyang is unclear now. Let's go to Luoshui to wait."
With that said, he changed direction and headed towards Luoshui.
Yu Xian followed obediently. Halfway through, he took the initiative to pick some bamboo and build it into a raft.
After a while, Yu Xianxiong, carrying a bamboo raft with high spirits, followed Qing Qingzi to the edge of Luoshui River.
At this time, someone on a small boat on the Luoshui River also noticed this.
Soon, a clear and clear voice came from afar, "It's great to have friends from far away. I don't know who they are, but I want to tell you."
Yu Xian glanced at Qing Qingzi and saw that she was too lazy to pay attention. He immediately stepped forward and replied loudly, "Trust words are not beautiful, and beautiful words are not true. You don't have to show off in front of my Taoist disciples."
Saying that, Yu Xian grabbed the bamboo raft and threw it forward with all his strength.
The huge bamboo raft hit the Luoshui River heavily, then swayed through the clear waves and floated on the water again.
Qing Qingzi jumped up and appeared behind the bamboo raft, followed closely by Yu Xian, who also landed on it.
The people in the small boat did not expect Yu Xian to be so rude, and several more people came out of the cabin and looked this way.
Qing Qingzi has a very beautiful appearance. He is dressed in green clothes and carries a long sword. He is unparalleled in his chicness.
Yu Xian is also very handsome, and he is also a young man with high aspirations and high spirits.
The people on the boat whispered a few words.
There was a calmer voice coming from afar.
"It turns out to be Taoist Priest Qing Qingzi of Heming Taoist Palace. Since Heming Taoist Palace is bound to seize the opportunity in Luoyang City, Chen Changwen should stay away."
After saying that, the boat rocked and slowly moved upstream.
After hearing these three words of Chen Changwen, Yu Xian suddenly remembered.
Chen Changwen, isn't this Chen Qun from Yingchuan Academy?
At the beginning, Yu Xian promised to help Zhang Lu regain his position.
Do you want……
Yu Xian was hesitating whether to take the opportunity to instigate Qing Qingzi to strike him with a sword, but the boat was slowly rowing away.
Looking at Qing Qingzi's expression, Yu Xian didn't seem to care, so he could only suppress his thoughts immediately.
Qing Qingzi looked at the scenery on both sides of Luoshui leisurely, and said casually to Yu Xian, "This Buddhism can alarm Yingchuan Academy, maybe it is more extraordinary than you and I thought. Do you have any weapons? If not, I have this
I can lend you the Immortal Killing Sword."
After hearing this, Yu Xian couldn't help but calm down, and said that the thing was really a sword for killing immortals!
You old man don’t want me to kill Buddha, right?
How could Yu Xian dare to get involved so deeply? He quickly spit out his Foolish Old Man's Stick from his mouth and waved it in front of Qing Qingzi.
"My disciple has this, it's pretty... useful."
Qing Qingzi glanced at the stick, then glanced at both ends with a slightly surprised look, and sighed softly, "Taihang, Wangwu."
Then he looked at Yu Xian with a half-smile, "Is the mountain-moving stick only useful?"
Yu Xian didn't expect that this treasure would be discovered so soon.
However, this was within his expectation.
Weapons are different from magic weapons. Once a fight breaks out, you cannot hide them. Instead of hiding them, it is better to take them out early to show your honesty.
What's more, Qing Qingzi has the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand, so he may not think highly of it.
Just as Yu Xian expected, Qing Qingzi did not dwell on this topic.
Seeing that Yu Xian had something to protect himself, he immediately said nothing.
The two of them rested casually on the bamboo raft, observing the direction of Luoyang while waiting for the calamity to arrive.
In this way, time passed little by little.
The sun was setting in the west and the crescent moon was half hanging.
Seeing how beautiful the moonlight was, Qing Qingzi told Yu Xian, who was dozing off, "My sword has murderous intent again. You wait for me on the raft while I find a place to sharpen the sword."
After saying that, he tapped his toes on the boat and floated towards the shore.
Yu Xian didn't sleep last night, and his body was severely exhausted. It was the time when he needed to catch up on some sleep.
Qing Qingzi was here, but Yu Xian was too embarrassed to sleep soundly. Now that she was leaving, she was playing into Yu Xian's hands.
Yu Xian simply carved a small warning formation on the bamboo raft, and then lay down comfortably, his mind gradually falling into drowsiness.
It was almost late autumn at this time, and the night on the Luohe River was gradually getting chilly.
The water vapor rising during the day turned into mist, slowly lingering around the bamboo raft.
Yu Xian fell into a deep sleep, and even rarely started to dream.
The dream was strange and strange. There seemed to be a beautiful woman in white looking at him with a smile.
Yu Xian looked carefully, and the woman also looked at him boldly.
The woman had bright eyes, and her smiling eyes added a lot of charm to her face.
It's just that this charm is not gentle.
On the contrary, it has a slightly provocative erotic flavor.
It seems as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and flutters like snow covered by the flowing wind.