He came inexplicably and left inexplicably.
During this entire trip, Chen Jisheng felt confused.
After leaving the Yamen, he took his subordinates from Yishui and walked on the Qingshi Street of Qingzhou Prefecture. People were coming and going around and talking a lot.
"I heard that the Imperial Master had a fight with the Snow Girl recently."
"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes. There was an unprecedented snowstorm near Yishan that day, and it almost buried my bullock cart."
"Who won in the end?"
"I don't know. But the snow girl should still be alive. Otherwise, how could the summer in Yishan be so cold?"
"..."
Chen Jisheng did not expect that during the few days he stayed at the Qingzhou Mansion Yamen, such an earth-shattering event would happen outside.
However, he didn't understand why the Imperial Master suddenly went to Yishan to deal with Xue Nu.
After all, in his memory, when the disaster in Qingzhou Prefecture happened, Snow Girl still controlled the ice crane, fought against the Nine Infant Snake Demon, and rescued many people and monks.
Just when he was about to step forward to inquire about the situation, the corner of his eye suddenly glanced at two inconspicuous figures in the crowd.
One of them is a young man wearing a Xiaoyao scarf and a green cloth shirt.
This person wears a black half-face mask. At first glance, he looks ordinary. If you turn your head, you will ignore his existence.
But Chen Jisheng's eyes stayed on him for a long time, always feeling that this man looked inexplicably familiar.
Next to the young man in green shirt, there is a woman dressed in white like snow and wearing a power fence.
The mist-like gauze covered her face, and her temperament was cold and distant.
She looked like she was clearly in the hustle and bustle of the city, but she felt like she was floating in the sky.
At this moment, the young man wearing a mask suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly at Chen Jisheng.
His smile was as bright as the sun, which made Chen Jisheng feel a little dazed for a moment.
By the time Chen Jisheng came to his senses, the young man in green and the woman in white had disappeared into the vast sea of people, and they were never seen again.
Chen Jisheng frowned and tried to think carefully about the identities of these two people.
However, the memories remaining in his mind disappeared silently like clouds of smoke.
"Mr. Chen, what's wrong?" Wang Yang next to him asked with some confusion when he saw that he suddenly stopped moving forward.
"It's nothing," Chen Jisheng shook his head, "Maybe I got the wrong person."
…………
"Princess Zhaoning called Master Chen to Qingzhou Mansion, she really wanted to use him as bait to lure me into the bait," Gu Xu took Xue Nu, left Qingzhou Mansion Street, turned into an alley, and whispered to himself, "Fortunately, nothing happened to him."
The snow girl turned her head and glanced at him.
She has always been simple-minded and has lived on a deserted snowy peak for many years.
For her, human intrigues and conspiracies are too complicated.
She only knew that the Daqi court was trying every means to target Gu Xu.
And Gu Xu's blood is the panacea for her to restrain her instincts and maintain her sanity. So she didn't want Gu Xu to make any mistakes.
"Where are you going next?" After a moment of silence, she asked.
"Of course I will continue on my way," Gu Xu smiled, "However, I have not reached the realm of a saint and cannot continuously travel through space. So it will take a few days to reach Kunlun."
Having said this, he paused and looked at the snow girl: "If I sneak into the crowd now, can you find me?"
At this moment, Gu Xu not only wore a mask, but also added layers of restrictions on himself, including anti-divination, anti-tracking, blurred vision, etc.
Ever since he was intercepted by the flying boat of Princess Zhaoning and Grand Master Daqi, he no longer trusts the concealment ability of the mask as much as before.
Yuki-onna looked him over from head to toe.
He shook his head first, then nodded.
Gu Xu's methods are indeed enough to hide the power from the saint level.
But she had never relied on his face or any detection spell to identify him.
"Your smell hasn't changed," she said calmly.
Hearing her words, Gu Xu smiled and shook his head.
He shouldn't ask a ghost such a question.
…………
After leaving Qingzhou, the two began to use the "astrolabe" to head west, and soon arrived in Jingzhou.
While his true energy was recovering, Gu Xu originally wanted to rest in a secluded mountain and old forest.
But Xue Nu's sight stayed on the prosperous Jingzhou City for a long time.
When she was a child, she lived in a boudoir and rarely went out; after turning into a ghost, she lived alone in the snow peaks for nearly twenty years.
The smell of human fireworks was undoubtedly a new sight to her.
She stretched out her hand towards Gu Xu and then took it back.
Stretch out again, and withdraw again.
After hesitating like this several times, she finally carefully tugged on Gu Xu's sleeve and said softly: "Master, can we...can we go into the city to have a look?"
Gu Xu's eyebrows raised slightly.
A ghost with the strength of a saint showed hesitation like a little girl in front of him, which quite surprised him.
His first reaction was to refuse her request.
But then he thought about it, no matter how hidden it was in the mountains and old forests, it was not as safe as the snow girl's side.
If the snow girl is angered, the consequences may be more terrible than being caught by the Qi court.
Being arrested by the court would mean death at most.
If he dies in the hands of the snow girl, his body and soul will become her food, and he will never be able to escape.
And she might lose control and cause a terrible disaster in the world.
"Okay," he agreed.
As soon as he finished speaking, the corners of the snow girl's lips seemed to be raised slightly, and then quickly returned to their original appearance as cold as an iceberg.
It's like an illusion.
Then, Gu Xu closed and opened his eyes, mumbling something.
"I tried to use the law of cause and effect to disguise our identities," he said to Xue Nu. "If anyone asks, just say that your name is 'Gu Qingru' and my name is 'Gu Zhixing'. We are a pair with first-level cultivation. My cousins. Because I heard that Jiange is recruiting new disciples recently, I want to give it a try there."
The snow girl said "hmm" and took his words to heart.
After hesitating for a while, she spoke again: "These two names are good. Did you make them up?"
"That's right."
"Do they have a provenance?"
"There are two poems I heard from hearsay. One is 'Ask where the canal is so clear, so that there is a source of living water.'
The snow girl recited these two lines of poetry softly several times and said with emotion: "No wonder your poems are better than mine."
Gu Xu didn't understand her way of thinking for a moment and asked, "Why does Miss Lu think so?"
"Young master has traveled all over the world and seen all kinds of things in the world," Xue Nu said seriously, "and my so-called 'poetry talent' is all derived from books.
"Compared to Young Master, he is naturally more craftsmanlike and less free and easy."
