Li Xiuyuan smiled lightly at him: "I have a horse on the other side. I will wait for the ship to come and give it to you later. Who gave the horse to you back then?"
Erwa was stunned and couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's you, why are you blind? How come ten years have passed and you still look the same as before?"
Cuihua glared at him: "Don't ask about this, he can recognize you even if he is blind."
Erwa came over and sat down next to Li Xiuyuan, and said with a smile: "No wonder Cuihua said there will be no business today."
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and smiled: "The fortune teller will be crossing the river in a while. He can take care of your business."
After speaking, he looked into the void and said calmly: "I said fortune teller, would you like to come over and eat a pot of mutton? I'm hungry, so I won't wait for you."
The fortune teller thought for a while and replied: "That's fine, let's have a drink first and then go back to Snow City."
Li Xiuyuan nodded, looked at Erwa and smiled: "While that guy isn't here, give me something to eat. I've been hungry all the way up here."
Erwa shook his head, looked at the Tongtian River and said with a smile: "Monk Buli asked me to burn incense and pray to the Buddha. Please come back early and give us a magic pill for the two of us."
Cuihua laughed after hearing this: "Brother Buli said that the young gentleman has become a god."
Seeing the happy appearance of the couple, Li Xiuyuan thought of the two people who had achieved nirvana on the snowy mountains and Xiaojin Mountain, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
After all, Erwa and Cuihua are not monks. Even if he is a god, he can only let the couple live for a few more decades.
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly: "Okay, I will give you an elixir tonight. Tomorrow, take the horses and go back to the village to rest for a few days."
Erwa wanted to say something else, but Cuihua's eyes lit up and she stabbed Erwa.
He smiled and said, "Go, cut a pot of mutton and have a drink with the young gentleman. I've been craving that wine for ten years."
Erwa thought about it. He and his wife couldn't make all the money here. They might as well go back and rest for a few days.
He clapped his hands and smiled with Li Xiuyuan: "My mother-in-law just likes Mr. Xiao's wine."
Li Xiuyuan's bamboo hat was hung on the door, so that the two people across the river could not see the current scene, let alone hear the conversation between the three.
This made the fortune teller extremely anxious. He looked at Gongye Yewang and said with a smile, "That kid won't let us look at him."
A cold light flashed in Gongye Yewang's eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "So, it seems that we can only get the answer you want by crossing the river."
The fortune teller sighed and said, "I'm afraid you can't imagine that he just crossed the Tongtian River and will enter Snow White City next."
There was one more thing he didn't say, because he was afraid that Bai Xuecheng wouldn't be able to defeat Li Xiuyuan either.
Soon, the two of them will go all the way to Loulan.
Even if Gongye Ambition could hold back and not take action, he was afraid that when he got to Loulan, everything would be out of his hands.
Thinking of this, the fortune teller was silent for a moment and suddenly let out a long breath.
Almost at this moment, Gongye Yewang felt that the body of the guy in front of him had been tense, and it was not until this moment that he relaxed.
I wonder if this guy is following the young man to make a fortune just because he missed the boat? Or do you think that something like this will happen again in the future?
"I said, are you okay?" Gongye Yewang smiled, but his eyes were silently watching the ferry on the Tongtian River, which was slowly coming this way.
After passing the Tongtian River, you will reach Baixue City.
But he didn't necessarily want to go to Loulan. Maybe he wanted to see more places alone. Who said he had to follow the young man in front of him?
The divine fortune teller shook his head slightly and said, "I was thinking, if I had been on the boat just now and made a small fortune today, I might not have to go out to tell fortunes for others this year, right?"
Gongye Yewang was stunned and scolded: "You have already washed your hands in a golden basin, why are you still thinking about those windfalls?"
The fortune teller was startled and said with a smile: "What's wrong? I don't kill people and set fires, so I can't even think about it?"
Gongye Yewang shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Then just think hard! Just think that after crossing the Tongtian River, there will be opportunities to make a fortune along the way."
The fortune teller's eyes flashed, but he didn't take it seriously.
He just said calmly: "In our industry, we don't count our own lives. When we can make money, we naturally have to make more."
Gongye Yewang was silent for a while, and after a while he nodded slowly, indicating that he agreed with this truth.
Somehow, there was a look of confusion in his heart, and he vaguely remembered what his elder brother had said to him.
That boy from Loulan many years ago, that boy who had disappeared for ten years, that boy who was legendary.
...
When the fortune teller was still on the other side of the Tongtian River, quietly waiting for the ferry on the shore.
It was the same day in early summer, but the atmosphere in the sky was different. An unusual day once again ushered in by the Tongtian River.
There were two other people on the other side. Li Xiuyuan did not let Erwa and Cuihua drink. Instead, he pushed them to drink after dark so he could have a good drink with them.
The result was that after Li Xiuyuan finished eating quietly and made a pot of tea.
Shen Suanzi and Gongye Yewang took their horses and hurried to the shore. Erwa, under the guidance of Li Xiuyuan, brought them in together.
In the food shed, Li Xiuyuan had already boiled a pot of tea and was slowly pouring it into the cup.
The fortune teller stepped forward thoughtfully and asked anxiously: "Why can't I see you on the other side? What treasures do you have on you?"
Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly, unable to believe that the young man in white had just killed a dozen killers with a wave of his hand on the ferry.
"Tea, please."
Li Xiuyuan picked up a cup of tea and asked: "Why do you want to look at me? We are just strangers we met halfway. We are not even friends. At most, we only did business once."
Half of what he said was to Gongye Ambition. In his eyes, he did not connect Qiuyun Mountain with the Snowfield Holy Land. It was even worse than Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, which was chasing him.
Of course, it is possible that Gongye Ambition is an exception.
However, he doesn't want to have anything to do with this guy. He is here to conquer the troubles encountered on the road to heaven, not to make friends.
Gongye Yewang didn't pay attention to Li Xiuyuan's words, but sat down and quietly took a sip of the spiritual tea.
In his opinion, if the young man in front of him expressed his intention to be close to him, then that would be worthy of his vigilance.
The fortune teller was asked and couldn't find the words to reply for a while. He had to look at Erwa and asked: "Shopkeeper, cut a pot of mutton. No wine."
When Erwa heard this, he smiled and said, "Guest, wait a moment."
The fortune teller also felt Li Xiuyuan's attitude. Perhaps because of Gongye's ambition in front of him, he did not show any dissatisfaction.
He just asked: "I'll have a few drinks and then go back to Snow City. Do you want to come with me?"
Shaking his head, Li Xiuyuan replied: "I will stay here for one night and wait for a bite of fresh fish tomorrow morning before returning to Baixue City."
When Cuihua, who was taking meat out of the pot, heard this, she immediately understood why Li Xiuyuan didn't give her a drink before.
I was afraid that I was not familiar with these two people, and I was afraid that my husband and I would say the wrong thing after drinking.
It seems that we can only wait until nightfall, when there are no guests, before we can drink with confidence. It will be just in time to lead the horse back to the village tomorrow.
Come to think of it, that's not bad.
Erwa smiled and shook his head when he heard this, then came over and placed the mutton in front of Shen Suanzi and Gongye Yewang.
Cuihua brought the bowls and chopsticks and put them on the table. Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, then took a pot of goat's milk wine bought from Lantian Town and said, "Try to drink this wine from the grassland."
When the second baby saw him, he stopped talking.
They just pulled Cuihua and walked out of the shed. They wanted to say hello to the nearby villagers. There would be no business tomorrow, so they had to have someone help look after the empty shed.
The fortune teller took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "This wine is not easy to drink in Snow White City."
When Gongye Yewang heard this, he couldn't help but take a sip, and then said with a smile: "It's really strong. This is a taste I've never tasted before. It's interesting."
Li Xiuyuan didn't expect that Gongye Yewang had never been to Lantian, so he sighed silently.
After thinking for a while, he said: "The northernmost place in the snowfield is Lantian. The winter is long and cold. Without this kind of wine, life would be difficult for many herdsmen."
Thinking about it carefully, even my husband, parents, Mu Mu and others have never drank in such a bar?
The surging river rolled by not far outside the shed. When the three of them stopped for a while to make tea and drink, the sound of the river could be heard in their ears.
If you like peace and quiet, you will hate the noise in the river.
Li Xiuyuan had just returned from Yulong Yushan, where the glaciers were noisier than here, and he was used to such sounds.
Gongye Yewang took a sip of wine and said, "It's a bit noisy here, but doing business is okay. If you practice here, I'm afraid it will be difficult to quiet down."
His consciousness turned around in this row of food sheds, but he didn't find a big monk living in seclusion here, and he suddenly felt a little disappointed.
In his opinion, perhaps a place like Tongtian River is more suitable for seclusion.
Because no one would doubt that a peerless monk would come to such a difficult place to live and practice.
The fortune teller was speechless for a moment, but when he tasted Gongye's ambition, he found that it made sense in detail. If it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to stay in a place like this for ten days.
After thinking for a while, he smiled and said, "This is just a place for people crossing the river to wait for the boat. How can anyone live and practice here? Are you overthinking it?"
Li Xiuyuan didn't say anything, thinking that even if Monk Buli and Princess Liuli were standing here, they probably wouldn't be able to tell?
After all, both of them have completely transformed themselves into shopkeepers doing business and village girls recruiting customers.
Who would care if they were great monks living in seclusion here?
The fortune teller ate a few mouthfuls of mutton and drank two glasses of wine. He was obviously in a good mood and couldn't help but laugh at the silent Li Xiuyuan.
Asked: "Young Master is not interested in the topic of our chat?"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head, poured himself a cup of spiritual tea, and smiled lightly: "I just want to get out of here alive right now, how can I think about too many things?"
With Gongye's ambition, even if he had intentions, he had to put his thoughts away for the time being.
Not to mention, the fortune teller in front of him is not even friends with him.
Gongye Yewang, who originally had some hope for Li Xiuyuan, suddenly lost all interest after hearing his words.
In his eyes, the young man should have no fear of heaven or earth. I have the best temperament in the world, which is to cut off trouble with one sword.
But I didn't expect that this guy was thinking about whether he could survive tomorrow.
Therefore, I don't think about discussing more meaningful topics with him.
Only the divine fortune teller was stunned after hearing this. He suddenly thought of something, and a look of wonder could not be suppressed in his eyes.
In his opinion, at this time, the only way to survive is to hide your thoughts without being influenced by others.
Thinking of this, the fortune teller showed a knowing smile on his face, with a hint of drunkenness.
Knocking on the table, he said, "How about you and I have a spar? I'm a little itchy."
Hearing what the fortune teller said, Gongye Yewang also became interested. He came over and smiled: "I'm also very curious. How about you two give it a try and I'll take a look."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and replied: "Not good."
This chapter is derived from Sanmao's "Send You a Horse", except that Sanmao has already gone on a yellow crane, so I pay tribute to her here.
