Li Xiuyuan breathed a sigh of relief temporarily after solving the trouble at his junior sister's house.
As for how the story will be written next, that is beyond his control. The worst result is that Wang Qiang will withdraw from the marriage.
After all, staying alive is the most important thing.
After Sima Jingyun explained, three days later, a carriage quietly drove out of Baixue City.
Two horses pulled the carriage, and the skinny fortune teller, together with Li Xiuyuan, could not bear the weight of an ordinary monk in Baixue City.
The carriage did not even leave any tracks on the official road. The horse was relaxed and the driver seemed relaxed as well.
The last time he passed by Baixue City, Li Xiuyuan was still a young man riding on horseback, just like Wang Qiang. This time I could finally lie down in the car and enjoy the breeze that didn't seem too hot.
It can be regarded as a rare kind of leisure and freedom.
As the carriage left Snow White City, the driver hummed a tune from his hometown, and the fortune teller also started humming along with him.
However, Li Xiuyuan remembered Wang Qiang's last battle with San Hao on the Broken Heart Cliff.
So, he couldn't help but ask: "Fortunate God, how can the carriage go up to Broken Heart Cliff?"
"Of course the carriage can't go there."
When the fortune teller heard this, he became more energetic and smiled at him: "Every carriage coming from Loulan has to take an extra day of detour. If you don't go up the mountain, it's too dangerous for the carriage to go."
Li Xiuyuan sighed secretly, thinking that this time he couldn't see where Wang Qiang fell off the cliff.
Fortunately, the old man Sanhao is dead, so there is no need for him to worry about Wang Qiang anymore.
In the blink of an eye, I thought about Gongye's ambition from Qiuyun Mountain. I wonder if that guy wants to fight with me on Broken Heart Cliff?
Thinking of this, he immediately asked: "Tell me, does Gongye Yewang want to wait for the two of us on Broken Heart Cliff?"
When the fortune teller heard this, he was so frightened that he sat up, opened the curtain by the window and looked in the direction of Broken Heart Cliff.
The appearance looks a little funny, but it is a true expression.
After thinking for a while, he replied thoughtfully: "I didn't know you were going to take a carriage. When he left yesterday, he asked when we would set off."
"That would be interesting."
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "If he really wants to fight with me, but we take a detour, wouldn't we let him blow the hot wind alone on the Broken Heart Cliff?"
The fortune teller slapped his thigh and nodded in agreement.
He smiled and said, "That's right. If he waits for two days and two nights on Broken Heart Cliff and doesn't wait for you or me, is he afraid he will jump up and curse others? What the hell."
Li Xiuyuan's ambition could not distract him, so he set his mind on Loulan City.
Thinking about facing his junior sister Chen Xiaoyan, he didn't even know what to do?
It is absolutely impossible for Gongye Wuji to live in Xingyuan. He is not generous enough yet.
This would inevitably make his junior sister sad, but this was something that troubled his brain.
After sighing, I didn't know what to say. Fortunately, the plum garden in Snow City can be completed before it snows.
If you can go to Zhufeng before it snows, you can go back to the plum garden in Snow White City to enjoy the snow and flowers in winter.
Seeing that Li Xiuyuan remained silent, the fortune teller stroked his beard and sighed: "Apart from that guy Gongye Yewang, I guess there will be people on this road guarding you."
Li Xiuyuan was startled at first, then smiled and said: "I'm afraid none of them would have thought that we would take a carriage instead and take a detour, right? Let them search slowly."
On the Broken Heart Cliff, the mountain wind is blowing.
Gongye Yewang, who was under the stone wall, tied his horse to the roadside not far away and sat under a tree, like an old monk in meditation, with his eyes closed to rest his mind.
His spiritual consciousness was released several miles away, but he couldn't see the divine fortune teller and the young man, which made him a little confused.
When setting off, he clearly asked the fortune teller when the two of them would leave, so he did not hesitate to set off early and stay one night in the small town ahead of them, Longtianping.
Finally, we selected this place with beautiful scenery and dangerous terrain, waiting for the arrival of the two of them.
After thinking again and again, he decided to have a fight with Li Xiuyuan, even if the outcome was only decided, and even if he was injured, so what?
Otherwise, he would really not be willing to go on this trip to the snowfield.
After all, he is not Silver Wolf, nor the killers who died on the Tongtian River. He is the pride of Qiuyun Mountain.
From half past midnight until almost midnight, the two people were still nowhere to be seen on the mountain road.
Just when he was about to get up and leave, the sound of horse hooves sounded in the wind. When he opened his eyes, he saw a monk holding a bamboo hat on his head and leading a horse coming from the direction of Snow City.
Looking at Gongye Yewang who was sitting quietly under the tree, the monk hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and asked: "Donor, is it convenient for me to ask you something?"
Gongye Yewang replied: "Please tell me."
The monk thought for a while and asked: "The donor is sitting here in meditation. Have you ever seen a blind young man passing by? I heard that there is also a fortune teller..."
After saying this, the monk turned his head and looked in the direction of Bai Xuecheng, with a clean smile on his face.
Gongye Yewang looked at the handsome young monk in front of him, shook his head and said, "Where are you from, monk? Why do you want to take advantage of that blind man?"
No matter how smart he was, he never expected that the monk on the snowfield would have a wrong idea.
The young monk sighed and smiled bitterly: "I heard from the abbot of Yamushi Temple that although the donor is blind, his heart is like a mirror, and his cultivation is unfathomable..."
Gongye Yewang was stunned for a moment, then he laughed after he realized what he was doing.
He smiled faintly and said, "Is it possible that the monk has itchy hands and wants to fight with the blind man? I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible and go back to your temple."
Shaking his head, the young monk asked: "What do you mean by the donor?"
Sighing, Gongye Yewang said: "I was with him a few days ago, and he said that only the dead can see his sword. Do you understand what I mean?"
The young monk was shocked when he heard this. He couldn't help but frown and asked, "Is it possible that we can't discuss it rationally?"
"It doesn't seem possible, but you can try. Not far ahead is Longtianping. There is an inn, so you can wait."
Gongye Yewang said quietly: "I have been waiting for a day. I will leave in a little while at most."
The young monk suddenly realized that this guy was sitting here just to wait for the young man.
Thinking of this, the young monk clasped his hands and saluted and said, "Thank you very much, donor. I will wait for him at the inn ahead."
Thinking that something was wrong, he asked again: "The donor might as well go all the way. Why don't we wait for him in front? It's okay. We can drink tea while waiting for someone."
"No, if I can't wait for him anymore, I will take a detour east to Phoenix City."
Gongye Yewang thought for a moment and said, "Monk, if you catch the two of them, you might as well tell that guy that I'm waiting for him in Phoenix City."
The young monk was surprised when he heard this, and then smiled slightly: "Okay, farewell."
After saying that, he led the horse in the direction of Longtianping, leaving Gongye Ziwang alone in the wind, regardless of whether the young man behind him would come along the way.
Gong Yeye listened to the receding sound of horse hooves and thought that someone would come looking for trouble just after he left Baixue City.
On the way from Baixue City to Loulan, they may have a headache at some point.
Thinking about it, he made the right choice. He went to the east for a walk first. He thought that this guy was going to Phoenix City to join in the fun.
It just so happens that he is also a restless person.
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As the carriage was walking on the wasteland, Li Xiuyuan and Shen Shuanzi guessed that Gongye Ambition might be blowing wind at Broken Heart Cliff.
But never would he have imagined that a monk from a certain monastery in the snowy plains would already regard him as a whetstone on his path to spiritual practice.
After Gongye Yewang waited for a day without seeing Li Xiuyuan, he finally made up his mind and headed east to Fuyun City.
After the fortune teller followed Li Xiuyuan through several fights, now he just wants to regard this kind of thing as an understanding that cannot be begged for.
Moreover, as long as Li Xiuyuan didn't chase him away, he wanted to follow and watch the fun.
Look at what kind of disturbance the young man in front of him will cause in Loulan.
After Li Xiuyuan chatted with him for a few days, he still couldn't understand why this guy followed him.
After thinking about it for a while, he finally asked: "You following me to Loulan will not help your practice. Is it possible that you want to go to Loulan to tell people's fortunes?"
The fortune teller smiled bitterly and said: "It's even harder for me to break through now than to reach the sky. It's better to travel around the world with you and temper my state of mind."
Li Xiuyuan sighed silently. People who practice the way of mind often end up stuck by an insurmountable threshold in the end.
This is the tragedy of all monks, who will face such a situation one day.
After thinking for a long time, I thought to myself, as long as this guy doesn't fall out with me in the end, what if he helps you break through the situation? It doesn't seem to be a difficult thing to do.
At this moment, the fortune teller asked: "Speaking of which, besides your enemies, do you have any acquaintances in Loulan City? You can at least inquire about the news first."
While still on the road, the fortune teller began to think about what he would do if the young man in front of him got into trouble in Loulan City.
How to deal with it? After all, this time it was not with Niujiao Town. It was a chance encounter, but this time it was me who had the shamelessness to follow him to Loulan to watch the fun.
After hearing this, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but be stunned.
Then he smiled and said: "I also lived there back then, so of course I still have some acquaintances."
In his opinion, it didn't matter even if the city lord Situ Tianxing didn't help him. The cause and effect were all there. Everything Wang Qiang told him was enough to prove everything.
Besides, he could also go to his junior sister and ask her face to face the reason.
The divine fortune teller then nodded and said with a smile: "That's good, there is still a place to inquire about the news."
Right here, the carriage stopped.
The driver shouted: "You two, we have arrived at the inn in Longtianping, please get off the car."
The fortune teller had previously told them to rest here for the night, and just in time, it was almost midnight when the carriage was driving all the way, and the coachman quickly reminded the two of them.
The fortune teller returned to the coachman and got off the carriage with Li Xiuyuan.
Before the two of them entered the inn, a waiter came over and took the coachman to the backyard.
The fortune teller stretched his waist and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I can have a good sleep tonight."
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and said, "In just a few days, we will be in Loulan... Everything is just like a dream."
The fortune teller didn't know why he was feeling so emotional, so he could only comfort him: "The closer you get to Loulan, the killers in the snowfield will not be able to find your whereabouts."
Li Xiuyuan was startled when he heard this, but he didn't explain immediately. Instead, he turned around and walked back to the inn.
A diligent waiter came up to us quickly, raised his hands and said, "Two guests, are you from Baixue City?"
The divine fortune teller waved his hand and said, "Are you asking this question knowingly? Come to two rooms and arrange one for the coachman."
The waiter smiled and said, "Please, the shopkeeper, we're here for business. Hurry up and get the kitchen ready to serve you."
At this moment, a young monk walked out of the inn and came to the two of them.
He clasped his hands with Li Xiuyuan and asked quietly: "I dare to ask, sir, but are you from Yamu Temple outside Yinchuan City?"
Li Xiuyuan frowned slightly, thought for a moment and asked, "Where did the monk come from, and what is your purpose in pursuing him all the way here?"
The divine fortune teller saw something bad and immediately stepped forward and shouted: "Monk, what do you want to do?"
