"Ancestor, today it's like fanning a furnace, blowing fire downwards."
On the white official road, a carriage was driving at high speed. The driver was a young girl with a strong body and a young age. When she waved her hand and slapped the horse's back, there was still a trace of childishness and cruelty on her face.
"Drive!" Then she smiled and talked to the people in the car in a flattering manner.
"Ancestor, are you feeling hot? Do you want to stop and find a place to rest?"
In the carriage, there was a person sitting.
It is different from the driver who rolls up his sleeves and holds a whip, or tucks his skirt and swings his legs.
Through the translucent silk curtain, one could see that the person sitting inside was an extremely refined and elegant person.
Wearing a neat white silk shirt, the pattern and texture are exquisite and neat without even a trace of wrinkles.
Her long black hair cascaded down her shoulders, with only a hair tie tied around her head, so neatly that not a single hair was scattered.
All the clothes, shoes, hair beads, and mutton-fat jade around his waist were all of ordinary quality.
Although the carriage was shaking violently, she still sat upright at the table, holding a teacup in her hand and drinking tea as if nothing had happened. Looking at the figure, he has a delicate frame, charming figure, and a sense of pride as he gently waves his sleeves.
She lowered her head and took a sip of tea. She moved her long and narrow red phoenix eyes that were surprisingly beautiful from all angles. She moved slightly and glanced at the person outside the curtain. "Why do you talk so much nonsense? Drive your car well."
The person outside the carriage wiped his sweat and asked in a low voice, "I just don't understand, ancestor, why did you go on the road alone this time?"
"The old lady of the Que family clearly sent a message and asked the famous General Dongfang Qingfeng, the leader of the top ten guards in history, to escort us back to Taique Gate.
General Dongfang Qingfeng has 800 elite soldiers under his command. In addition to the 200 people gathered by Prefect Zhou, there are a thousand people going north with us. Isn't that much safer than your ancestors? why? "
As the saying goes, if you beat the old master to death with random punches, no matter how dangerous the journey back is, with so many people around, it is enough to save your life if not foolproof, but now is better...
The carriage driver muttered: "You left a letter to Governor Zhou in a cool manner, but thousands of miles north, there are only you and me..."
The person in the carriage hummed: "What do you know? This trip is dangerous if there are many people." She put the teacup back on the table.
He coaxed her and said, "Besides, you are born with supernatural power. You can break iron tools with your bare hands. One person can defeat ten or a hundred people. With you by my side, I will be safe."
These words, uttered from the mouth of the ancestors, made the driver of the carriage feel comfortable and particularly useful.
"That's right, I, Yuan Ying, have mastered Bawang Fist. If anyone dares to hurt you, I will crush his head! Don't worry, ancestor, I will never leave your side for a moment."
The person in the car seemed to have anticipated her reaction, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, but he smiled without saying a word.
"Actually." Que Qingyue reached for the teapot and slowly poured the tea into her arms, "Originally I didn't even want to bring it to you."
She took the silk handkerchief and pressed it on her forehead, "...the road is dangerous. It's too dangerous for you to follow me. But who would have thought that you would find me when I was leaving. You said you didn't sleep in the middle of the night. Why were you staring at me?" ? I was afraid that you would tell Governor Zhou that neither of us would be able to leave, so I took you with me."
"That's God's will, ancestor. God said you have to take me with you. Besides, even if you go north to Taique Gate, I will chase you."
"Tsk, what a fool..."
Que Qingyue shook her head: "I have already made an agreement with the prefect. In two years, the palace will give you a sum of money and let you go out to get married. When I came to this city, there were four maids by my side. Like flowers, they are now married and have children, with plenty of food and clothing, and a happy life. You are only sixteen years old this year, and you are a native of Rakshasa City. It is the time for you to get married. You have to follow me all the way away from home. "
Yuan Ying said: "When I was a child, there was a blind old man in our village. He once felt my bones and said that I was born with supernatural powers. He said that when I was reincarnated in this life, I was different from others and that I had a mission. !That’s why I have this strength.”
"Oh?" Que Qingyue was too hot to be excited, so she took a sip of tea in the car, "Then what's your mission?" Tell me.
"Of course, I will use my divine power to protect the person I want to protect. I will protect her for the rest of my life. Only after completing this task will I be able to complete my merits."
Que Qingyue lazily raised her hand and put the cup to her lips: "So, the person you want to protect in this life is me? How can you be sure?"
The wind blew up the silk curtain, and there was an obvious white crescent birthmark on the back of the driver's neck, which stood out against the honey-colored skin.
"It's based on feeling. From the first time I saw you, ancestor, I knew I was finally waiting for this person."
"I, Yuan Ying, will stay with my ancestors for the rest of my life and follow them to the ends of the earth!" The driver shouted loudly into the wind outside.
Que Qingyue put down the tea cup in her hand and looked away. Although she didn't necessarily believe it, would people really be reincarnated with a mission?
She sighed softly in the car, then looked at the table and smiled again.
I don't know if this journey has been smooth, but her life of clear water and water finally started to have troubles.
The person driving the carriage outside was the maid she took in when she was in Rakshasa City, named Yuan Ying.
Yuan Ying shouted "ancestor" to her on the left and "ancestor" on the right, very exaggeratedly.
But the truth is actually more exaggerated.
She was born into the famous Que family of Xuanmen. The Que family worked as a Xuan master, performing the numbers of heaven and earth, measuring the destiny of the world, exploring the heaven's veins and luck, and determining the cause and effect of heaven and man.
There have been two national masters in the door.
The reason why Que Qingyue is called the ancestor.
It was because there was a vision from the sky when she was born. The bright moon hung high at night, reflecting like daylight, and the light circled the roof. When she was born, a dazzling light shone from the Baihui above her head.
The midwife had never seen such a miracle before. She was so frightened that she fell to her knees on the spot, her hands shaking.
At that time, Danie's Imperial Master was Que Tianyou, who was born in the Dawu Que Sect. He counted with his fingers, and when he reached the back, his fingers were no longer able to move.
A group of Xuanmen Que Di elders cried bitterly and shouted about their ancestors to a baby, saying that she was the reincarnation of the Que Di ancestor Que Chaoge and the ancestor of the Dawu Que Sect.
Since then, the name of Que Qingyue's ancestor has been welded to her, and even people from other Xuanmen have heard about it.
Perhaps after calling her ancestor for a long time, everyone always felt that she was different from others. Moreover, any worthy heavenly master who came to visit the Que clan would have his eyes light up when he saw her, saying that she had a wonderful spirit. Either her roots and bones are pure, she is a rare immortal, and she is said to have the appearance of a celestial being.
She didn't think so.
People are not like Kunshan jade, how can they be so beautiful?
The appearance of a celestial being is too illusory, but she does have a bit of the grace of riding a crane to the west.
Because she has been weak since she was a child, she is prone to illness. Although her skin is as white and delicate as mutton fat, it cannot tolerate roughness. All clothing must be made of fine silk. If the fabric is slightly thicker, it will cause red marks, even if it is exposed to the sun for a while. Over time, red scars will be left, the skin and flesh will turn purple if eaten, and if the food is not good enough, you will get sick.
Delicate and difficult to maintain, is this the so-called beauty of heaven and man?
How did these people figure it out?
When she was ten years old, she suddenly vomited blood and fainted, becoming seriously ill. The clan leader invited Yan Liyang from the Hidden Immortal Valley. After seeing the injuries, the Que family discussed it and decided to kill her with a gritted teeth in order to preserve the hard-won reincarnation of their ancestors. She was sent to the Seven Seas City, Rakshasa City, thousands of miles away.
Trying to use the energy of the seven surrounding heavens and waters to suppress the disaster of the ancestor's reincarnation, suppressing it for seven years to avoid disaster.
The Rakshasa border happened to be the place where the elders of the Que family and the prefect Zhou were on duty.
Now, seven years later, she is already seventeen years old, and it is time to return to the Que family.
She wondered more than once whether she was the reincarnated ancestor with supernatural powers among this group of people.
It wasn't until she learned Vipassana that she saw the bright moon on the sea in the sea of consciousness for the first time...
It hangs high in the sea of consciousness, shining like moonlight, scattered in her sea of consciousness, surrounded by twinkling stars.
Que Qingyue didn't come back to her senses for a long time.
It's so wonderful that it's beyond words.
She didn't tell anyone about this.
…
There was no breeze in the air, and the fine leaves were slightly curled by the sun.
Even though the car windows and doors were made of silk as thin as cicada wings, Que Qingyue still sighed from the heat and put her hand on her forehead.
"Yuan Ying, how long does it take to get to Yuncheng?"
"It's fast, it's really fast this time." Yuan Ying, who was driving the car, said, "It will take another half an hour."
"Yeah." Que Qingyue closed her eyes and hummed softly.
"I passed by Qianshan Town in the morning and asked about it. There happened to be a large caravan heading to Zuilongtan in Yuncheng this afternoon. As long as you pay some money, you can go with the caravan. There is plenty of time now. There are still two hours left. We are here. In Yuncheng, I'll just find the most famous restaurant, have something to eat, and wait with my ancestors." After saying that, Yuan Ying opened the curtain and looked into the car.
"Ancestor, are you okay?"
She saw her always squeamish ancestor, who was holding his arm on the table because of the heat, his fingers supporting his forehead, his long hair flowing smoothly and shiny behind his back, his eyes closed and silent, with a wilting look on his face.
Yuan Ying muttered in her heart, "There's no one in the car anyway, so what if I'm wearing a thin shirt?"
The little ancestor of her family pays great attention to clothes on weekdays. She needs to be elegant and decent when going out. Hair is the most important thing. She has long hair that is smooth, shiny and soft. It cannot be messy, and she needs help from time to time to comb it. .
Even though the weather is so hot now, my ancestors still wear four layers on the inside and outside. This looks pretty good, with sharp edges and straight edges, but can it not be hot?
"Why don't you, ancestor, come out and sit with me? It's windy outside and it will be cooler."
Que Qingyue: Cooler? With her skin like this, she could sit outside for less than half an hour, just a short while, and the poisonous sun would burn her face. Moreover, the weather was dry and dry, and Yuan Ying's driving skills were so fast that everything she passed was It was all dust, so yellow that I thought there was a sandstorm.
"Okay, stop talking and hurry up to your car. Why are you so slow?"
"I was originally very fast. If you hadn't complained about the bumpy car, ancestor, at our original speed, we would have entered the city by now..."
Que Qingyue said weakly, "Shut up."
"Oh." Yuan Ying lowered the curtain and shut up.
Que Qingyue sighed. In fact, her body was in good condition, but on this trip to the north, she made some calculations and thought she would only be weak for two days, but she vomited blood directly. What a sin.
Divination by others is just a calculation of possibilities.
She does the math and determines the outcome directly, so she doesn't count it easily. She feels that if she doesn't count it, there will be a turn for the better, unless it's something big.
This time, she saw the picture directly again.
Indeed, she finally reached where she wanted to go.
In the picture, she was wearing a snow fur coat, standing outside Tianyuan City, with heavy snow falling in the sky, and many people in front of her to greet her.
How many months have you been in this business? Already winter?
She saw herself looking back.
There is a maroon war horse outside the city, and there is a person sitting on it. The other person has been watching her enter the city from outside the city, and a lot of snowflakes have fallen on her body.
There are no eight hundred personal soldiers or two hundred followers.
There were only two and a half people and horses.
After vomiting blood that time, her whole body was deficient in energy and blood. She drank ginseng soup for seven days and took half a month to make up for it.
The most important thing is that a large amount of her merit was deducted, thousands of dollars.
…
The largest restaurant in Yuncheng, Wangjiang Tower.
This building has carved eaves reflecting the sun and painted buildings with flying clouds. The scenery is excellent and there are many visitors. Looking inside, the first floor is full of guests, celebrities gathered, all well-dressed and well-dressed, all of whom are rich and distinguished.
If you sit on the second floor, you can see a river view of clear water and blue sky. Business is naturally booming. It is one of the best restaurants in Yuncheng.
Que Qingyue put on her curtain hat, stepped out of the carriage, and stood at the door of the restaurant with her arms folded, watching Yuan Ying and the waiter looking for a place to park. There were too many carriages parked on both sides of the restaurant, and the shed was full. It was difficult to find a spot. Still can't squeeze in.
Yuan Ying got angry and pushed the two blocked carriages to one side. The waiter was stunned on the spot.
After bringing her carriage in, Yuan Ying patted the dust on her hands and trotted over with a box on her back, looking like she was asking for reward. Que Qingyue glanced at her lazily. Yuan Ying's name was still Que Qingyue's name after she entered the house. I originally wanted to use the word "Sakura" to harmonize the yin and yang energy in her body and make it more balanced.
But it looks like...
There should be one less Sakura added.
But after all, she was young, only sixteen years old. It was her first time to go out and travel such a long way. It was normal to be a little excited. She watched Yuan Ying carrying the box and jumping all the way to her side.
Que Qingyue's height is not considered short among women. Yuan Ying is half a head taller than her, with a bigger frame and broad shoulders. Que Qingyue seems to be quite tall, but her actual height cannot be seen.
"The carriage is settled, let's go, ancestors, to have dinner! I heard others talk about Wangjiang Tower when I was in the mansion, but I haven't seen it yet."
Que Qingyue narrowed her eyes slightly, glanced at the carriage, and asked her: "Have you figured out how to drive the carriage out after dinner? The carriages here will only become more and more jammed." Do you need to move them one by one?
"What's so difficult about this? I'll take it out later when I'm full!"
Que Qingyue had nothing to say and turned around: "Okay, let's go."
The wooden box behind Yuan Ying's back contained Que Qingyue's daily clothes and money for food. She was born with supernatural powers and could easily lift a thousand pieces of gold. To her, a box weighing over a hundred kilograms was just a family's wine. Carrying it on her back There is no sense of presence.
"We can just find any restaurant, why do we have to go to Wangjiang Tower?" People who eat here are either rich or expensive, but the key is money.
Que Qingyue is not short of money, and the Que family sends a large number of banknotes every year. In the past few years at the border, she has used the name of the Que family, and many heavenly masters have come to visit and communicate. Que Qingyue has also made a lot of money by deceiving, no, by exchanging experiences. It was a small amount, but almost all the money and goods she earned was donated, feeding her ocean of merit and accumulating a lot of money.
I really don't have any money now, and I only have more than a hundred taels left for traveling expenses. I thought I would be enough for one person, but now there are two people, and Yuan Ying can eat too much.
After that, she needed to pay a toll to enter the caravan. Before she even started on the road, she started to have a headache about money.
"Since I have come to Yuncheng, of course I have to come to Wangjiang Tower. If I leave here in the future, I will have no chance. Besides, ancestors, you always told me that money is something outside the body! You should give it away, but now you have to eat it. Here, we are not at a loss."
Que Qingyue sighed and looked back at her, "You are stupid, you said that only when you have money, how can it count now? We have no money now."
Then she crossed her arms and looked at her sideways: "...You are such a talkative person, are you so smooth now? Are you going to contradict me?"
"Hey, hehe, didn't I learn from you? Come on, let's go." As she said that, she stretched out her hand and half-dragged Que Qingyue's arm into the building.
Que Qingyue pulled back her sleeves: "Don't keep pulling me, my clothes are wrinkled..."
…
Que Qingyue left a letter in the prefect's mansion and left without saying goodbye, causing chaos in the prefect's mansion.
Zhou Liangan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Back then, the old man personally handed over the ten-year-old ancestor of Taiwu Quemen to him. However, when he was about to go back, he lost it. What happened? How should he explain it to the old man? ?
The man left in the middle of the night. When he found out, it was already broad daylight and the two of them had already left Rakshasa City.
He was the prefect of a city and could not leave the city, so he could only fly pigeons to deliver messages, asking for help from General Dongfang Qingfeng, who had just arrived at the border from Guangyuan Mansion and had not yet settled down.
After all, in Danie, the fastest one to find someone is the Tiancha Guard of the imperial court. He, a little prefect, does not have this authority, but General Dongfang is different. He is one of the top ten guards in history and has the ability to dispatch Tiancha Guards. power.
The Imperial Court's Tiancha Guards are secret guards nailed to each city. Each one is hidden and is not easily used in peacetime, because every time it is used, there is a risk of exposure. Only the top ten guard history, Can be assigned and appointed within their own jurisdiction.
Fortunately, Dongfang Qingfeng has a good relationship with the guarding history of the Rakshasa border.
The deputy general beside him, Liu Sichen, quickly received the information sent from Tianchawei. After reading the portrait, he handed it to the general.
"Your Highness, this rich ancestor of the Que family is really interesting."
"She left hundreds of guards to protect her and ran out on her own, because she didn't want to die quickly enough?
I also heard that this ancestor is very weak and sick, and is very difficult to take care of. He just vomited blood more than a month ago. Hey, he is really willful. I think this job will be difficult..."
The border is not like the inland. There is a mixture of fish and dragons, and there are also spies from six major enemy countries. In addition, there are places where evil spirits gather everywhere. If you accidentally step into it, you don’t know how you died. From now on, you will disappear from the world without any bones or residue. Leftover.
"General, what should we do now?"
The general Liu Sichen mentioned was young, but his strength was unfathomable. Just standing there, he felt a sense of oppression, as if there was an invisible air that made people breathless. He was tall and slender. The handsome face is cold and stern, his eyes are shining with cold stars, he is quite powerful, and he is wearing a golden unicorn armor, which makes this man even more serious.
He glanced at the portrait, threw it away, and looked impatiently: "Where is she now?"
"The Tianchawei found out that she and her maid Yuan Ying went to the first floor of Yuncheng, Wangjiang Tower, half an hour ago. They haven't come out yet. They are probably eating. General, shall we go there now?"
When receiving the letter from Prefect Zhou, Dongfang Qingfeng didn't even have time to take off the unicorn armor on his body. He was already unhappy. Now that he found someone, he looked even more impatient.
However, when the young general thought about Que's three thousand taels of gold, he could barely bear it.
"Let's go into the city and find someone first." It was really troublesome. He held the reins in his hand and immediately kicked the maroon war horse under him to take the lead.
Liu Sichen rode his horse to follow: "Your Highness, do you think the Que family values this ancestor too much? They actually asked the Imperial Preceptor to come down with an imperial edict. It's such a great honor, and His Highness has to personally escort them. If Que Qingyue knows His Highness's identity, I wonder if she will feel lucky..."
The old man of the Que family is a good person. He knew what the general needed and asked someone to send him three thousand taels of gold. It was really a big gesture. One thousand taels of gold can be exchanged for about thirteen thousand taels of silver. I really don’t know who Que’s family is. What does our ancestor look like, worthy of such a big face, such a big pomp, and such a large sum of money...
The general may not take the imperial edict seriously, but the money is not a small amount after all. The general also has soldiers under his command, so he has to go through this.
Dongfang Qingfeng looked back at him with a handsome face: "Stop talking nonsense, watch your mouth, and follow up."
…
On the second floor of Wangjiang Tower, Que Qingyue was sitting at a mahogany table near the window. She lifted a corner of the curtain, holding chopsticks in her hand, and patiently picked out the coriander on a bowl of clear soup noodles.
Next to Yuan Ying, she had already eaten three bowls of rice and eight steamed buns. There were also steamed fish, fried crab, roast duck, Longjing shrimp, braised pork with pickled vegetables, elbow and other dishes on the table. The portions were just too small, but she ate them all. Pretty much the same.
"Stop picking!" Yuan Ying took a bite of the sauced meat and saw her ancestor was still picking vegetables. "Ancestor, I have almost finished eating, and you are still picking green onions. Xuanmen doesn't eat meat." I can understand the fishy smell, but what does cilantro and chopped green onion have to do with it?”
"What do you know?" Que Qingyue didn't even raise her head: "This kind of coriander is imported from outside the world. If you eat too much, you will have a peculiar smell and become turbid. The same is true for chopped green onions. Xuanmen has a clean breath. If you reach the sky and reach the underworld, if you are covered in turbid air and the gods and ghosts are disgusted, what else can you do?"
"Then you can reach heaven and reach the underworld..."
"What did you say?"
Yuan Ying changed her words: "I mean, it's really boring to be born in Xuanmen." If you can't drink a lot of wine or eat a lot of meat, the joy of life will be reduced by half.
Only then did Que Qingyue look away, picked out the last coriander with chopsticks, and wiped the chopsticks with a cloth: "Taoism cultivates pure Qi, Confucianism maintains righteousness, and Buddhism cultivates magical powers. They can't escape each other."
"What word?"
"Quit."
Yuan Ying whispered: "Hey..."
Que Qingyue paused with the chopsticks in her hand: "Forget it, you don't understand even after I told you, just eat yours. We only have a hundred taels of silver in total. If this meal is gone, you can stay by yourself and work as a busboy in the restaurant to pay off the debt." .”
Yuan Ying immediately buried her head in the bowl and fell silent.
You must not leave anything behind. Eat, of course, you still need to eat. If you don’t eat enough, how can you protect your ancestors on the road?
Que Qingyue just picked up the noodles with chopsticks, and one person lifted the leaves of the plants in the building to cover them. She walked in and placed a long knife inlaid with gold patterns on the table. She didn't know how strong it was, or the knife was relatively heavy, and it shook the whole table. The dishes and chopsticks clattered.
Even Que Qingyue was startled.
The visitor is not good!
Yuan Ying threw down the bowl and chopsticks in her hands and stood up, stretched out her hand in front of the sitting Que Qingyue, stared at the person who came, and said fiercely: "Who are you?"
"Are you Que Qingyue?" After the other party finished speaking, he sat down on the chair opposite.
He still dared to sit down, but Yuan Ying held the edge of the table and was about to turn it over.
Que Qingyue raised her hand to stop her and lowered her voice: "Don't be impulsive." Let's see what the person who came here meant.
In order to see the other person clearly, she raised her hand and lifted the veil, and saw the person sitting opposite. His figure was as solemn as a pine tree, handsome and handsome, but his face was gloomy. When he saw her, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Que Qingyue looked at the person, looking familiar.
Suddenly I thought of the hexagram half a month ago.
"It's him?"
Outside Tianyuan City, there was heavy snow, and in the snow, there was a man riding a maroon horse...
…
Liu Sichen, who had tied up his horse and rushed over, saw that His Highness had already sat down.
Opposite His Highness, there were two women sitting, who were probably the ancestors of the Que family. He secretly thought that he wanted to see how noble the ancestor of the Que family was, which was worth three thousand taels of gold. So he took a few steps over and stepped forward. When they met, they saw a man sitting in front of the table, wearing a veil and a veil. He stretched out his hand and gently lifted the veil.
He looked right at it.
The moment he saw Liu Sichen's face, Liu Sichen's shocked expression froze on his face.
"Woohoo! Oh my god, what kind of god is coming out of the mountain..."
