An old horse is pulling a carriage that at first glance looks simple but gives people a sense of mystery.
The old horse is thin, his hair is yellow, and when he opens his mouth, he can see that even his teeth are missing. Sadly, he still has a lame foot, and his roots can’t run. The only unusual thing is that his eyes are very magical.
"Big Brother, where are we going?" The quiet carriage on the ancient road produced a slightly immature but very beautiful girl voice.
"Why do we have to go somewhere? Isn’t it good for us to wander around the world like this?" The answer is that a man’s lazy words, though not seen by anyone, are easily reminiscent of a man lying in the grass lazily basking in the sun in winter.
"Big brother!"
The girl’s voice suddenly rose and said, "The sage said that the monarch should strive for self-improvement, and you should be more diligent in the rise and fall of hundreds of millions of beings. Otherwise, you should be content with the status quo. Years will come and disasters will come."
"All right, all right … I know. I swear to turn over a new leaf from today and try to be a diligent person, a righteous person and a noble person, okay?"
Qin Changfeng raised his hands and surrendered with Xiao Mo’s knowledge. In the past six months, they have been flowing all the way from the East China Sea to the west. The little girl has become a saint and lectured him on his most stringent requirements as if she must transform him into a saint in her mind.
Qin Changfeng’s rejection of this stubborn and serious "Yimei" is always solemnly guaranteed, but this white tooth obviously farts differently.
Look at his smirk. The little girl sighed naively and felt exhausted-it’s really bad mud that can’t help the wall!
In fact, she is not so tired, but her natural character comes from the sense of responsibility in her soul, which makes her unwilling to admit defeat. No matter how difficult it is, she must make her immortal brother what she should be.
Sometimes, she really recognizes the great chance that she was born with wisdom and wisdom, and the fairy goddess is too pale to let her complete this mission.
"Brother, can you tell us what we are here for?" The little girl had to change the subject, because otherwise, the noble and powerful big brother next to her will squint again soon.
Qin Changfeng is not really asleep, but groping for spiritual practice. There is no need to tell her.
This half of the five life skills has not been tattooed yet, but it is also the most difficult to cultivate the left and right eyes.
Especially after the successful fusion of his right eye, he rarely even makes it, let alone advances.
Now I really pay attention to this skill, only to find out how difficult it is now. Half a year ago, almost no progress was made-this skill seems to need the cooperation of another person who is good at spiritual will.
It’s this world that he has left behind. Who does he want to cooperate with?
"Spiritual confrontation … the only hope is that there seems to be her? Let’s treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. "
Is thoughtfully heard Xiao Mo words Qin Changfeng during the way "I’m looking for a person".
"Who is it?" Xiao Mo is very curious. First, it must be unusual for the immortal to care about people. Second, Qin Changfeng looks solemn at this time, which is rare in her memory, so this person’s identity is covered with a mysterious veil.
"Her name is Lu Xueqi."
"What else? Where is she?"
"No," Qin Changfeng said in dismay. "When I come to find her, you will naturally find it in vain. It is meaningless for me to say 10,000 sentences."
Xiao Mo is puzzled and thoughtful. She is a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old although she is young.
Qin Changfeng dialed the curtain and looked at the sky. The sunset glow was red and slightly melancholy. Although precious is better than metempsychosis, it does not happen overnight, but it takes the host to experience the past and wake up.
Just like a person with amnesia slowly regains his memory.
Qin Changfeng took Xiao Mo to know the old horse and just went slow. Go and see all the places where he and Lu Xueqi once stopped.
After more than half a month, the number of pedestrians in front of the ancient road gradually increased. Looking ahead, there was a small town, but there were many people coming and going.
Old Huang Ma’s eyes were brighter, his neck was raised high, his nose was ringing, and he looked very heart-wrenching, and then he stepped limping and ran at an amazing speed. A gust of wind blew across the middle of the ancient road and stunned pedestrians on both sides.
"Small pool town …"
The stone tablet next to the entrance and exit of the town is engraved with these three words. Xiao Mo read it out and somehow felt familiar. It was not a trance
Old Huang Ma strolled in, and a pair of old-eyed thieves sneaked around and searched for it. Soon he came to a bag shop, took a bite without saying anything, blinked his eyes, and a cage of seven big bags entered its belly.
Shop owner to react to detain great anger "who old lame horse steal to eat the bag to this? If you can’t pay for it today, I’ll kill you for stuffing! "
Old Huang Ma Chao spat at the steamer and shook his head. It seems that it is still too bad to eat.
"hey! If you are not a master, you won’t believe that I can’t cure you today! " Five big and three thick bosses will come to work when they get up their sleeves.
"The store is buying a bag of money. My horse is negligent in discipline. Please forgive me if I offend you."
The curtain of the carriage was touched by a pair of small white hands, and then a beautiful little face with black hair and a princess bun appeared. The eyebrows were slender and picturesque, and the eyes shone like stars. The skin was as white as snow, and there was a strange yellow flower that seemed to have nine petals like rouge spots. Every place there was perfect without a spark of fireworks.
The boss and some people nearby were stunned, and there was no evil thought. They were simply shocked by the little people who came out of the fairy palace. They really had never seen such a refined figure in their generation.
"If the store still has his request, as far as possible," the little girl couldn’t help but raise her delicate arch eyebrows when she didn’t reply for a long time
"No … no more." The boss took the copper coins from those small hands carved with white jade incoherently, but he couldn’t help secretly scolding himself for not being so rude in front of a child, but at the same time he was wronged. I really can’t blame him for not knowing what this girl made him feel that those small-town practitioners who occasionally appeared could bring more pressure than that.
This is really a ghost!
Xiao Mo smiled politely and gently put the curtain on the car. After seeing a pair of nagging things, Qin Changfeng sighed again.
In the past six months, almost all the way, she, a five-year-old girl, is in charge, and she arranges food, clothing, housing and transportation, while Xian Zun’s eldest brother naturally becomes the shopkeeper of cutting.
The fact that Qin Changfeng is naturally not as unbearable as she thinks is that he always doesn’t like to take care of these trifles.
Looking at the shuttle crowd in the town, Qin Changfeng couldn’t help but feel a sigh in his eyes. He was in this town in those days, and it was only twenty or thirty years ago, but for him, it was like a passage of time. It was also a special taste to revisit Lu Xueqi’s reincarnation.
"Hey …"
Qin Changfeng abrupt corners of the mouth a curved with a ponder.
Xiao Mo was curious to follow his eyes and saw an old wooden table beside the street at the end of the intersection ahead, and a piece of canvas with the words "Fairy shows the way" hanging on it.
Lang, a distinguished old man on the bamboo pole side, shouted, "It is predicted that the future of 50 years will break the fortune of 300 years."
And next to him, there is a sleepy young woman with a pretty face, and now she is lying at the table with a nai expression on her face.
The young woman watched the old man shouting hard, but there was no guest for a long time. She was already impatient when she was about to stop him. Suddenly, a shadow came over her face, but an old horse pulled a carriage and she didn’t know when to come near, but she felt nothing.
Then I saw a young-looking man with white hair walking from the carriage.
"Miss, give me a word?" The white-haired man smiled at her lightly.
The young woman’s eyebrows are slightly wrinkled and she can feel that this person is too mysterious and seems to have seen it before, but she just can’t remember it.
Before she could speak, the old man ran over and laughed. "No problem, no problem. Come to the guest officer, please sit down. Well, let’s talk about it first. We are the ancestors of the truth. We need 12 silvers for a word …"
The white-haired man smiled without saying a word, picked up the desk brush, wrote three words in white paper and then turned around.
The young woman was dazed and looked at the white paper and wrote Yan Faxin.
"hey! My guest, your words haven’t been measured yet! " How can this customer let the cooked duck fly away easily after waiting for a long time?