After a night of yellow sand, Li Xiuyuan left the Populus euphratica forest after the old man rescued the boy's mother.
After the woman woke up, she didn't say much. She collected the belongings of her tent in a few moments, then drove the carriage and left with the two of them.
The four of them walked forward for ten miles before stopping. They found a pile of rocks leeward and pitched their tent.
Apparently the boy's mother and son had never seen a dead person before. They were frightened when they saw the dead merchant woman and boy in the camp. They followed Li Xiuyuan closely for fear of losing them.
Although the woman was knocked unconscious by the Ma family monks, the boy kept mumbling to her along the way.
Finally, she believed that the two people in front of her were the saviors of mother and son.
The mother and son had just escaped death, and if they were willing to let go, they would naturally follow their savior closely.
Fortunately, Li Xiuyuan didn't care about the extra mother and son on the road. He estimated that the old man would have to separate from him halfway tomorrow.
After all, they are going to different places.
The old man acted as if he hadn't seen Li Xiuyuan kill the bandits. He would be surprised if a guy who could help him get out of trouble with just a raise of his hands couldn't even kill a few bandit killers.
After a speechless night, the four of them did not set up any more tents, but spent the night leaning against the pile of rocks.
When he woke up in the morning, Li Xiuyuan looked at the woman holding the boy, whose face was still frighteningly pale. Looking at his helpless look, he understood something instantly.
He sighed and said comfortingly: "What happened last night has nothing to do with you. You will inevitably encounter bandits and killers when you go out."
The woman sighed and said quietly: "We finally met a few people to go home with, but we didn't expect it would turn out like this..."
While he was talking, the boy opened his eyes and did not dare to talk to Li Xiuyuan. He just held his mother's hand and looked at him quietly.
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, took two pieces of cake and handed them to the two of them.
Then he said: "Try this. This is the cake I bought in Huangsha Town. This is how I kill when I encounter bandits. They won't retreat, so we have no choice but to take action."
The woman took the cake and gave a piece to the boy.
Looking at Li Xiuyuan, he sighed and continued: "I don't know where you are going, sir. Can you take our mother and son back to Yuezhi City together?"
After taking a bite of the cake, the boy became more courageous, and then he went to the carriage to take out the kettle and took a sip.
Then he looked at Li Xiuyuan and said with a smile, "Do you want it?"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said with a smile: "You can drink, I have water myself... I just want to go to Yuezhi City, so I will trouble you two to show me the way."
The boy murmured softly: "You are not from the Huns."
Li Xiuyuan waved the boy closer, patted him on the shoulder, and said seriously: "Whether they are Central Plains people or Huns, there are bandits and good people."
The woman smiled when she heard this and said softly: "Thank you for saving the lives of our mother and son about what happened last night."
The old man who woke up from his dream looked at the woman, smiled, and asked, "Sister-in-law, I want to go to Tianshan Mountain. Where can I get closer?"
The woman was stunned, looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked: "You..."
Li Xiuyuan waved his hand and said, "Senior and I are going to a different place. He is going to Tianshan Mountain."
The woman nodded, smiled sheepishly, pointed ahead and said, "There is a fork in the road ten miles ahead. Senior, just keep going north and ask passers-by for advice."
Even for the Huns, Tianshan was a far away place, even farther than the Great Wall.
How can ordinary people go to that bitter and cold place?
The old man naturally understood this truth, looked at the woman and smiled and said: "Thank you." After that, he said to Li Xiuyuan: "It seems that the fate between the old man and the gentleman is ten miles ahead."
Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly: "Meeting is fate, separation is fate, why should senior be too persistent?"
The old man sighed, looked at the sky and said leisurely: "Hopefully, we will see each other again one day."
With their stomachs filled in a hurry, the four of them continued on their way.
The man and his mother were sitting in a carriage, and Li Xiuyuan and the old man were following at a distance on horseback. They were about to be separated ten miles away, so they were in no hurry to go.
The boy leaned on his mother, looking back at the two people behind him from time to time, and asked in a low voice: "Mom, they are all from the Central Plains, why do they want to help us kill those bandits?"
The woman sighed, thought for a while and said, "Maybe there are good people in the Central Plains, just like there are bad people in the Huns."
The little boy scratched his head in confusion and couldn't figure out the difference between good guys and bad guys for a while.
Perhaps in his young heart, the two people who were kind to him and saved his mother's life were good people.
Thinking about returning to Yuezhi City, the little boy couldn't help but ask: "Mom, will we come out again in the future?"
The woman sighed, touched her son's head and replied, "Even if you die, I won't take you out any more. We will stay in the city."
The boy turned to look at the old man on the horse, thought for a moment and said, "My mother is not me. Don't we have much money on us?"
The woman frowned slightly, thinking about the two money bags that Li Xiuyuan stuffed into her hands last night, and sighed secretly in her heart.
Xindao didn't know what this Central Plains man was going to do in Yuezhi City, but he actually gave the bandit's money bag to himself.
In this world, she has never seen a man who doesn't love money.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but whisper: "Don't be afraid, we still have some money. When the time comes, Mom will start a small business to earn money to support you."
The boy nodded and said seriously: "As long as we don't run into the wilderness, we won't encounter bandits again."
The old man on the horse looked at Li Xiuyuan and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that you are a person who is not afraid of trouble."
Li Xiuyuan smiled and shook his head and said, "I hate killers and bandits most in my life. If I don't care, this mother and son wouldn't have been able to survive last night."
The old man looked at the mother and son on the carriage in front of him, and was speechless for a moment.
I thought to myself, what kind of weirdo are you? How can a wine shop owner not love money and give away a bandit's money bag?
Li Xiuyuan only gave one of the three money bags to the old man, and the remaining two were given to the boy's mother.
In his opinion, if it were not for life, why would the mother and son take the risk to come to the desert?
Although he thought he was also a passionate monk, when he heard Li Xiuyuan's words, he was so calm and effortless that he was inevitably a little moved for a moment.
After thinking silently for a long time, the old man smiled and said: "Whether it's passionate or ruthless, as long as you have a clear conscience, you have to be careful when you go to Yuezhi City alone."
Li Xiuyuan laughed when he heard this, waved the whip in his hand and said, "I'm not going to fight the Xiongnu Chanyu, why should they come to trouble me?"
There was one thing he didn't say, and that was that he was not a person who was afraid of trouble.
Seeing his righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, the old man couldn't help but burst out laughing. He pointed at the pass not far ahead and said, "We are about to separate."
Li Xiuyuan sighed and asked: "Senior, will you return to the imperial city again? Will you see Zhang Liang again? Is there anything you want me to tell him?"
The old man looked at the pass not far away and said with emotion: "I don't know either... Now that he has left, don't disturb his practice anymore."
Li Xiuyuan thought about Zhang Liang's appearance and couldn't help but reply: "That's fine, he has his own way to go."
When he arrived at the pass, Li Xiuyuan jumped off his horse, looked at the fork in the road in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh.
He didn't have much contact with the old man, but they could still talk to each other heart to heart. The farewell before him might be an eternal farewell, so he secretly sighed in his heart.
After thinking about it, he took out a brocade bag and handed it to the old man.
He said quietly: "I have nothing but a few jars of wine. Here are two jars of wine for seniors. I wish you a safe journey and will soon be able to hear the truth and be enlightened."
After finishing the rumor, he told the old man how to use the brocade bag.
Finally, we clasped our hands and said goodbye: "The mountains are high and the road is far, let's go all the way."
The old man trembled, carefully put away the brocade bag, clasped hands with him and replied: "The sky is high and the earth is high, we are destined to meet again."
With a gentle wave of the riding whip in his hand, he rode his horse towards the Tianshan Mountains in an instant. An unknown song came from a distance, which made Li Xiuyuan want to curse.
The mountains and ridges are high,
The ravines are wide.
Miss Ga can't be seen,
Feeling sad.
…
Looking at the old man's retreating back, Li Xiuyuan sighed silently.
He looked back at the dazed boy and said with a smile: "You can't imitate that guy. He is too old and dishonest. You have to be a man who stands upright."
The boy turned to look at his mother and smiled: "Mom, what kind of man is a man who stands upright?"
The woman frowned slightly when she heard this, looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked, "Sir, should we continue going forward?"
Li Xiuyuan jumped on his horse and replied quietly: "Going forward, I want to go to Yuezhi City to visit. If we pass by villages and towns, we will stop and rest. We are not in a hurry."
The woman nodded, continued to raise her whip and drove the car, and then said a few words in the boy's ear.
The boy nodded heavily, as if he was the upright man Li Xiuyuan said.
The long wind and sand made Li Xiuyuan unhappy. While riding on the horse, he finally took out a black silk scarf and wrapped it around his mouth and nose, turning himself into a Hun man.
…
In the academy in the imperial city, the snow-capped mountains where the master is located have been completely covered with forest.
Zhang Liang, who broke through to the golden elixir realm in the spring, and since Li Xiuyuan left, has been studying the Six Arts with Master all day long, and even practices the piano with Shuzi for a while when he is tired.
The master taught him some truths these days, which made Zhang Liang, who was standing in the mountains looking at the imperial city, have more expectations for the future.
From the day he met the mysterious old man to when Li Xiuyuan helped him temper his body and embark on the path of cultivation, he felt a surging power in his chest and abdomen, and wanted to sprout a pair of wings from his back and fly away.
However, Li Xiuyuan didn't know whether it was because he deliberately made things difficult for him, or because Zhang Liang was not as talented as Xiao Hei.
After Zhang Liang broke through to the Golden Core, his cultivation seemed to be imprisoned by this world, making it difficult for him to make any further progress.
This made him very uncomfortable. After asking for advice from his master these days, he finally realized that he broke through too quickly with the help of drugs.
I'm afraid it will be difficult to make any progress in the next ten years or so.
And the master, like Li Xiuyuan and the mysterious old man, didn't know more secrets to tell his proud disciple, because that was Zhang Liang's path.
Since Li Xiuyuan chose to let him herd sheep, Master also approved of Li Xiuyuan's method.
This world needs a balance point, and Zhang Liang cannot disrupt this balance at this time.
Standing on the mountain and looking at the imperial city, he is now many times more powerful than Zhang Liang who assassinated Qin. It can be said that there is a difference between heaven and earth.
Even like this, he was not proud. There was a touch of self-mockery between his slightly frowning eyebrows, and he sighed softly: "You are not the only one who is a monster."
Once you step on the long road of cultivation, you can't turn back. Once you step on this threshold, he understands what Li Xiuyuan said about sailing against the current.
Although he has already stepped into this threshold, he doesn't know how long it will take to break through again.
Because he was still very young, because he met the mysterious old man who became his master, met the Master who became his teacher, and met Li Xiuyuan who became his elder brother.
Therefore, he has enough capital to be proud of. Although this pride makes him walk at night like a brocade, except for Shuzi, he does not even dare to show his pride too much in front of Xiao Hei.
Because he had a vague feeling that maybe Xiao Hei, who was much younger than him, or even his future wife Shuzi, was no weaker than him who was already in the golden elixir realm.
Looking at the golden color in the mountains, he was a little ready to move...
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