(4)
It was a calm and lonely night as usual. The dry, cold night wind blew through the grasslands and deserts in the moonlight, passing through street corners and city walls. If this gust of wind could carry something along the way, I am afraid that besides dust, , there is only the endless sorrow of the traveler.
This wordless wind broke open a window. Murong Yan walked over and closed it again. Then she turned back to face the other two companions. She was about to speak, but became hesitant again. After pacing back and forth for a while, she continued to speak frankly. , said: "Don't you think that feeling is familiar?"
"Both familiar and strange." Murong Yan sighed, slowly sat down, looked away helplessly, and continued: "I know she is not... but she looks very similar."
After hearing these words, Jingjia was as confused as a two-foot-long monk: "Senior sister, how can I not understand what you said? What is familiar and strange, what is neither?"
Bai Feng echoed from the side: "Yan'er, just say whatever you think of. No matter how unbelievable it is, we will continue to listen."
"Oh, don't worry, I don't know what to say anymore!" The Xianbei witch shook her head violently in order to sort out the chaotic thoughts faster. She closed her eyes and tried to see Clearly understand the logic behind it: "Compared with that 'Saint Lady', do we look alike?"
"Senior Sister, are you talking about appearance? You all have black hair and black eyes..." Jingjia spoke for a long time before Murong Yan denied it repeatedly: "No, it's the attitude of the people around her towards her, such pious and respectful expressions. ...This reminds me of my mother...those who have been favored by my mother treat her in the same way. Also, those who once called me 'saint', everyone treats me in the same way."
"But you two look completely different." Bai Feng immediately refuted: "That saintly lady always talks about 'God', and she dresses very elegantly and behaves very aloof. Dan, the distance between us and her is too far."
Bai Feng and Jing Ji, who didn't know the details, explained: "Yan'er never regards gods as everything. She told me that praying is to strengthen one's will, not to wait for the so-called god to send an oracle."
"Yes!" Jingjia showed extreme approval, smiled at Murong Yan, and said, "My Lady Saint, what do you think we should do next?"
"Haha, who told you to shout like that?" Murong Yan smiled shyly: "Although I dare not confirm it, I have a vague feeling that the saintly lady must have something to do with the 'witch blood' in me. Besides, then Dugu Qi is an unknown and powerful person, and he may be related to that saintly lady."
"Could it be that Dugu Qi is the leader of the Xianbei religious sect? He really has a status below one person and above ten thousand people. Hmm, it's really interesting." Bai Feng and Murong Yan looked at each other and smiled: "If Yan'er hadn't been here , I would never have thought in my life that the Zhao family could actually get married to the 'Saint Girl' of the Xianbei tribe."
"Is the person we are looking for really the 'saint'?" Jingjia said, "This is the first time in my life that I have encountered such a magical thing."
After hearing this, Murong Yan deliberately pursed her lips and said provocatively: "Isn't there someone sitting in front of you?"
After saying that, the three of them agreed to set off again tomorrow to look for traces of the Xianbei Saint. Before that, they all had a good sleep. This was the first time since they embarked on the journey that there was no wind, rain, or speculators. Excuse me, a night where you can really have a good rest.
The next morning, the three travelers packed up everything, took their horses and left the inn, and wandered around again. Along the way, they asked people they met for news about the Xianbei saint, and they soon got rewards.
"You mean the Holy Lady?" The flower seller eagerly put a yellow flower in Murong Yan's hand and replied: "Today and tomorrow for two consecutive days, the Holy Lady will be under the 'Sacred Tree' to make offerings to people from all over the world. The believers offer their blessings.”
"After leaving the city, keep going north..." The tavern owner impatiently pointed at the workers who were moving goods under him, and said, "You three, are you still doing business?"
"You must have seen the float too, right?" On the pilgrimage road, a loyal believer replied: "Before each saint's arrival, someone will take them on a parade around the town so that the world can pay homage to the saint. Style.”
In about half a day's journey, Bai Feng and the others walked step by step from the center of Wuchuan Town to the most remote area of North Town. It is only a hundred miles away from the foot of Yinshan Mountain. The White Road of Yinshan Mountain is clearly visible. There is a section of the Great Wall that has been in disrepair for a long time, sitting there like a dragon that has lost its scales. The so-called sacred tree grows not far from this ancient battlefield.
The closer they got to the sacred tree, the more people they saw. It was clear that there was almost no road on the ground, but everyone was willing to continue climbing up the rock, and felt sincerely proud and happy that they could embark on the pilgrimage.
Following the wish in their hearts, everyone finally came to an ancient cave. Two blond girls they had seen on the float in the past were standing in front of the door. They were using red paint to draw a "cinnabar mole" on the middle of the forehead for the visitor. , and at the same time never tired of it, full of smiles.
Those who receive the blessing can choose to leave sacrifices, money, or other gifts to express their high respect, or they can choose to show their respect with a warm and sincere heart. Obviously, there is no shortage of cattle and sheep for the two blond girls to offer, and they don't care whether the people offer offerings, they just say thank you and make wishes and pray for everyone who comes.
They are young and energetic, always bouncing around like children, but their bodies have obviously become adults. This leads to them not knowing how to hide their charm, and completely unaware of how unique they will be. The charm.
However, no man has ever thought anything wrong about them. When everyone passes by them, they will only salute respectfully or smile politely in return. They seem to already know it well - these girls around the saintess , he has not been allowed to come into contact with the mortal world since he was a child.
It was the turn of the three travelers. Murong Yan took the small yellow flower she had just obtained as an offering and gently placed it next to the two blond girls, while the other two gentlemen gave them a few coins in a somewhat shabby manner. The three of them accepted the ceremony one after another and successfully entered the cave.
This cave seems very spacious, but in fact it is only about ten steps in length. When you turn a corner, you can see a paradise appearing in front of you.
