There is also this matter. Fu Yunge secretly expressed surprise.
However, since he accepted Dongfang Chengtian's kindness, he shouldn't have to worry too much. Since Linyan Chunshui Tower can solve his dilemma, he must go there.
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And under the distant Shengpingtian, on the periphery of the Heavenly Pillar of the Mortal Desolate Heaven of the Next World, a familiar figure returned alone again.
There was a bleak sound of wind. Poinsettia wrapped her clothes tightly around her neck and squinted her eyes to look into the distance.
On the other side of the vast sea... what are the signs of the future?
The deep light pillar reaching into the sky behind him is buried deep in the clouds. Like the backbone of the Three Realms Heaven, it never collapses.
The poinsettia plum blossoms walked resolutely through the snow covering the valley, heading far towards the seaside.
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At the other end, as the carriage moved forward slowly, Dongfang Shiming and Bai Hao came to a place they had never been to before.
The colors of the evening have faded, and a cold wind is swirling in the air. Snow clumps kept falling from the dead branches in the forest, tapping lightly on the roof of the carriage.
The road back has been dark. The snow on the ground showed a little firefly-like gray, but they had not yet found a place to stay.
"Oh...this is terrible."
Dongfang Shiming was driving in front, looking at the darkening sky and the mountains in front and behind, he couldn't help but click his tongue.
"Where will we sleep at night..." Bai Hao sat in the back, rubbing her eyes, "Although I'm a little hungry, I'm also a little sleepy."
"Yes, it seems that this kind of thing is inevitable during a long journey." Dongfang Shiming raised his head and looked at the night sky, but he seemed to be thinking about something in his heart, and his tone was a little absent-minded.
Unexpectedly, Bai Hao was unhappy: "Hey~~~ It's not like you want to chase the old beggar. When you encounter some clues, you have to change the way. Then, we got lost..."
Dongfang Shiming felt a little embarrassed when Bai Hao said this: "Ah, cough. But based on the current clues, it is enough to confirm that this old beggar must be a master of Xuanhui."
After chasing for so many days, through the clues obtained, it can be seen that the places where the Yue Lao beggar begs are regularly designated. Judging from the distance and time difference, the old beggar's range of activities was much larger than they imagined.
"Yeah, yeah." Bai Hao nodded a little boredly, "So what should we have for dinner?"
"This..." Dongfang Shiming was asked.
I had slept in the wild with Jia Qian before. After all, there were still mountain fruits and river fish to be found. But it’s the middle of winter, where can we find these foods?
The horse's hooves were still tapping forward slowly. It was obvious that the horse was running out of energy, so he should find a place to rest no matter what.
While Dongfang Shiming was thinking this, Bai Hao had already opened their map and looked at it slowly.
"Let's walk...well, probably here." She left her seat, squatted behind Dongfang Shiming, stretched out the map in front of him and pointed, "This is a forest. It seems faster to go to the right. Find the village.”
Dongfang Shiming drove the carriage and glanced at the map: "Yeah, it's true."
As he spoke, he turned the horse's head and walked towards the right side where the snow was deeper.
The strange road is covered with dust, and the snowflakes pass through the forest. It was completely dark, but there was still no light in front.
Dongfang Shiming swung his riding whip casually, still thinking about many things in his mind.
Shoumei's masterpiece, he always felt that something was missing. Although I have been reading it repeatedly over the past few days, I still have no clue.
It seemed like it was sealed in mist. Shoumei must have wanted to convey some kind of thought, but he didn't write it out clearly. Instead, it turned into a faint thought, laid out between the lines.
Beggar, Hefan Yunzhuang, Qichuan Heling...
However, he always felt that there was still something wrong with tying the entire thread together in this way. Like a rope that cannot be connected, he has not yet tied the last knot that forms a circle.
Thinking like this, their traces gradually became farther and farther away.
It was completely dark in front of them, except for a little reflection from the snow to help them distinguish the road in the forest. Bai Hao's low breathing swayed in the carriage, as if she had fallen asleep.
There is no trace of the moon in the night sky. The whole sky was like the darkness beneath the earth. The air was so cold that Dongfang Shiming's hands were getting cold. He simply put his hands back in his sleeves, then turned around and gently opened the curtain hanging at the entrance of the carriage to ensure that the carriage would not be too cold.
Thick curtains filled with thick cotton. Dongfang Shiming leaned on it and felt a soft texture on his neck.
This cold dark night felt very familiar to him.
Their horses don't run around. Dongfang Shiming simply closed his eyes, feeling the knife-like coldness in the forest, and the numbness and tingling that came from his cheeks from time to time, as if he had returned to the vague memory of being hugged by Hu Wei and running through the snowy fields when he was a child.
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At that time, the sky in the upper realm was as cold as the sky in the lower world. Hu Wei held the child who was ignorant of the world and shuttled between the snowy mountains and unfamiliar streets.
The money Hu Wei brought with him was quickly spent. But they haven't found a home yet and can only wander aimlessly.
He once dressed as a beggar and begged along the street carrying a small bamboo basket containing Eastern poems. Even Dongfang Shiming can't remember how long he lived like that, but in the early spring of that year, Hu Wei stopped in front of a pier with his young child on his back.
He said: "Let's just stay here. This will be our home from now on."
So, it became their home.
Shigudukou is not a famous city, but an inconspicuous pier along the river. But even such a place is not tolerant to outsiders like them.
Hu Wei begged all the way and had almost saved enough money by the time he reached Shigu Ferry. He had no other reason to stay there. If you really want to say it, Hu Wei just discovered that there is also a school for children to study here.
For their "home", Hu Wei almost had a fight with others.
At that time, Hu Wei did not let Dongfang Shiming know about it. Only later did he understand it after hearing it from his neighbors. The money Hu Wei had saved was less than the price offered by the seller. After several negotiations failed, the seller lost patience.
They scolded Hu Wei: "The old poor guy and the little beggar, if you don't have money, get out as soon as possible!"
After Hu Wei left the Dongfang family, he had always been groveling. Even if he was beaten, scolded and driven away, he would never fight back.
But that time he was really angry. Even though he was a little old, he was the former captain of the guard after all. If it weren't for the persuasion of his neighbors, he would have punched that man in the cheek.
Eastern poetry clearly knows. What really annoyed him at that time was the phrase "little beggar".
In the next few days, Hu Wei went around helping people unload and move things at Shigu Ferry to collect money. Fortunately, the ferry has always been short of labor. After a while, Hu Wei collected enough money, and the master and servant settled down.
