They rented a carriage from the inn and arrived under the walls of the new city that day. This place is much larger than Feiyue City. After all, it is a "retirement place" for the residents here. More young people are wandering here, busy and looking for opportunities. The pace here is really fast and everything seems rushed. Not only the speed of the carriages and horses, but also the footsteps of passers-by were so fast that they created a gust of wind.
Of course, they are also anxious - it is better to say that Ling Huan is the most anxious. She's understandably desperate to escape the spotlight at home. But so far, there has been no news of anyone looking for her. She ran really fast in bad weather. She said that there used to be an escort agency named Ye here, but since these two friends were here, she stopped hiring one. Otherwise, as soon as I walked away, they would tell my parents about the news. After all, she hasn't figured out what excuse to use.
"Don't worry, good sister. With Mr. Xie here, no monster dares to touch half of your hair."
Not knowing what Zhongli Hanzhang was teasing, he stretched out his hand and picked up Ye Lingyu's braid on one side. Xie Zhe felt that he was really being criticized, so he just rolled his eyes at him, knocked his rude hand away, and said nothing. He knew that this would be endless once he opened his mouth, so there was no need to waste time in such a place.
Ye Linghua didn't feel offended, and most likely his mind was not on these matters. She would often be in a daze like this, looking thoughtful, occasionally showing a little sadness, and a kind of worry that was not expected in such a youthful age.
However, even if she didn't need to hire new bodyguards, she still spent a lot of money. The accommodation and food were very good, and it was a store that Xie Zhe had to grit his teeth to make up his mind to go to. Even so, Ling Huan still looked like he had wronged them and suffered for himself.
"I'm so sorry, I have to save some money." There was no question about the price. After ordering a lot of dishes, she said apologetically, "I didn't bring a lot of money when I went out this time. I saved it all by myself." Pocket money. You can only spend half of it at most before going to Qinglize."
If you ask a question like "How many banknotes did you bring?" I'm afraid it's self-humiliating. So after expressing his gratitude, Xie Zhe stopped expressing his stance. Maybe it's because he always has nothing to say that people always ignore him. After eating a few meals, the people serving tea acted as if he didn't exist. It was a common thing to leave out a set of bowls and chopsticks, which was simply weird.
Han Chang told her that she could spend whatever she wanted, and he would have his own way if she spent all the money. Xie Zhe secretly thought, what can the vixen do? This master of deceit and abduction will only disturb the order of the world. But he didn't want Miss Ye to spend too much money, nor did he want the red fox spirit to do evil. He really couldn't understand how the three of them, who were completely different from each other, ended up on the same road.
Surprisingly, they had no conflicts along the way. Perhaps they were all concerned about each other, were polite, and maintained a polite distance. They walked through this city, then through a forest, then a small town, then a stretch of bare hills, and then ushered in a new city... This took them about eight days. In fact, even if you keep traveling like this, the distance from Feiyue City to Qinglize is only one-third. Of course, Xie Zhe and Han Chang have traveled a longer distance.
The good news is that Ye Lingyu could only walk fifty miles a day at first, but gradually he was able to walk seventy or eighty miles a day like them. She doesn't just stay at home and lie down all day and night. I heard that she often goes on outings with her brothers and sisters. And although her personality is not strong, she is not willing to be outdone, because she never wants to hold back her partners. This fact already makes them feel quite rare. Anyway, she was the one who was in the most hurry. Besides trying to squeeze each other, both men took great care of the girl. The most time-consuming thing may be that Miss Ye is occasionally... too kind and nosy. She doesn't feel at ease if she doesn't help an elderly person walk or feed the cats and dogs on the street every day.
When they left the city, the people living there gave them a strange piece of advice.
"That hill -" the man pointed to the distant outline through the window in the early morning light, "there used to be a village there. But the people who were cutting firewood nearby had not been seen for a long time, only the people coming and going. Passers-by say that you can occasionally see traces of the village. If you see anything strange, don’t stay too long.”
"Traces of the village?" Han Chang tilted his head, "Traces? How do you say this?"
Xie Zhe also looked at the old man, waiting for the next step. He seemed to be in bad circumstances, working as a long-term worker at the house that provided them with accommodation, but he looked like a local, or at least had lived here for a long time.
"Many years ago, when I was young, there was really a village there, in the shade of the hills... although it didn't even have a name. It was too small, so it never developed and people were slow. I walked out slowly and went to this place to find some work. Over the years, the place has become increasingly poor, with no improvement at all."
"Are you from that village?" Ling Huan asked curiously.
The old man shook his head: "I'm not, but my dad is. One day he won't be able to go back. It was very sudden."
"Can't you go back? Is it because the work here is very busy?"
"Because I can't find my home." The old man looked serious and didn't look like he was joking. "There is really no other way. He obviously knows the way back to his hometown, but he can't find the way back. He took his childhood I was lost in the mountains and forests until it was completely dark. That night, I caught a cold and had a fever for a few days when I went back. My father looked around for people and found out that no one could go back. Many of them His parents, wife and children were still there and could not be taken out. My father, until his death, could not go back to see my grandparents and my mother for the last time."
"What a weird thing..."
Ling Huan felt a little scary, but Xie Zhe immediately understood that something must be causing trouble.
He asked: "Have you ever considered hiring someone to do it? There must be something wrong with this."
"Please." The old man sighed, "They all said they were too resentful and said that place... was hidden by something."
"ah?"
"There are even six impermanences that say that there are any sins in that place that need to be repaid... or something? I can't remember, I heard it from others. Until now, I can't remember a few words. Maybe it wasn't what I heard at first. What's going on..."
"The Six Paths of Impermanence? Which one is impermanent?"
Xie Zhe suddenly became concerned. When asked like this, the old man couldn't remember it for a long time. He thought for a long time and scratched his head.
"As I get older, I really can't remember my name, surname, or title. But I can recall that someone said that he was a young monk with long hair. I must have remembered it correctly. Because of this, Only then did someone inquire, and only then did someone say that his identity was actually impermanent. At that time, everyone thought he was just an ordinary person who came to the temple here from outside to fulfill his vows..."
They thanked the old man and said goodbye. Walking on the road, Xie Zhe said nothing, even quieter than before. On weekdays, Han Shang would play a joke on Ling Huan, but he would also make a joke or two out of the blue or something. Now he was silent, just minding his own business. Looking at his posture, Han Chang was not in the mood to joke.
"You do care about what he said." Han Chang asked, "Are you thinking about that village?"
"No... I didn't care at first. But it seems to involve Mutsuki-kun."
"Ah, you mean Qingyang Chukong? I know this. Thousands of years ago, he died in a cold and freezing ground at the age of more than sixty. After becoming the first Six Paths Impermanence, he regained his youthful appearance. Appearance, practice with your hair on."
"He originally wanted to end his worldly fate and explore the cause and effect...only after his death did he realize that all of this cannot and cannot be cut off."
Ling Huan looked at the solemn Xie Zhe, and his curiosity was aroused again.
"You seem to know him well."
"Yes. To be honest, the master who guided me to the path of Onmyoji was none other than Qingyang Chukong, Mutsuki-kun. The sword left in the Death Shadow Pavilion was also entrusted to Gaoyue-kun by him. .”
Han Zhang raised his eyebrows: "Oh? That's the case. Let me just say that someone who can speak well in the Death Shadow Pavilion and can still ask them to do things must be not simple. From this point of view, Mu Yuejun is still the Death Shadow Pavilion. The master’s senior, I’m afraid I have to give him this little face.”
"What kind of person is Mutsuki-kun?"
Ling Huan looked at Xie Zhe. She saw him open his mouth, ponder for a while, and then close it again. He may not know how to sum up a person simply. Maybe he doesn't know Mutsuki-kun well enough? Ling Hu really wanted to know, but was too embarrassed to ask. Since Xie Zhe doesn’t know and doesn’t intend to continue talking, he’ll just stop there.
"I want to go look for it." Xie Zhe said suddenly.
"What are you looking for?" Han Chang's expression was a bit incredulous, "That village you mentioned? Maybe you can't find it."
"Do you remember that old man said that passers-by can occasionally see it? It must be some kind of spell, targeting people who have been in contact with it for a long time. The deeper the memory of this place, the less likely it is to be associated with it. Such a spell Very clever, but also very bad. But Mutsuki-kun still has this attitude after knowing this... I am a little interested in what the truth is."
"Maybe he was the one who cast the spell."
"Impossible." Xie Zhe immediately retorted Han Shang, "Don't judge things you don't know or people you're not familiar with."
Xie Zhe was very serious most of the time, but this time he was particularly stern. Since we had known each other for ten days, and we might have to walk a long way together in the future, Han Chang didn't say anything inappropriate anymore - although he didn't feel that his previous words were inappropriate.
"Okay, okay, you don't want to hear what I say." He shrugged, "No one knows what's going on anyway. But to be honest, don't have high hopes. I'm not doubting your ability as an Onmyoji. Ability, I just think we don’t have that luck.”
"Uh... will something terrible happen?"
Ling Huan's words made Xie Zhe, who was worried about something, sober up. He is not alone now and cannot do whatever he wants. He also needs to consider the feelings of his fellow travelers. Although he still had doubts about Mutsuki-kun's "inaction", now was not the time to investigate the matter specifically.
"...No." He sighed softly, "Zhongli is right, we just pass by here normally and then leave."
Han Chang, who was walking together, was slightly stunned, but quickly followed them. This moment was too short to be noticed. But he just discovered that for the first time in so many days, the person named Xie said his name seriously.
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