While he was shocked, he thought of his master again and said: "Brother Chang Hao means that I must go to Baimu Mountain to find my master now. Can I avoid this disaster only if my master takes action?"
Chang Hao said with a sad face, "It's hard to say, it's hard to say. After Jingyuan sent you to the small temple that day, I immediately sent him to Baimu Mountain in Hubei to invite the mountain master to come out. Now that many days have passed, Jingyuan I should have arrived a long time ago, but since I haven’t turned around yet, I’m afraid the master is no longer here?!”
Wang Suizhen rubbed his nose out of habit and asked, "Why do you say Master is gone? Did something happen to Master?"
Chang Hao took a long breath and said: "Master, he is an old man with unparalleled talents and a realm as high as a mountain. Before he accepted me as his disciple, he had already entered the realm of a real person. He had long wanted to cut off the worldly ties and enter the realm of gods. He would not easily interfere in the common affairs of us mediocre people."
"Ten years ago, I had the honor to meet him. He once said that the time for him to break through the world and leave would be ten years later. Now that I think about it, I am afraid that Master and him have already left through the sky and transformed into an immortal. well……"
Chang Hao's eyes turned red when he thought of his mentor. He wiped his tears and continued: "Master, he has the body of a fairy. He knows everything before and after. If he wanted to take action, he would have taken action before Jingyuan left. If If I don’t take action, I won’t even be able to see his old man’s immortal face even if he goes to Baimu Mountain. I’m afraid Jingyuan doesn’t have this blessing, and his trip will be in vain!”
Only then did Wang Suizhen understand the whole story. His heart sank slightly, and then a wave of unwillingness to admit defeat surged up in his heart. He clenched his fists and said, "Brother Chang Hao, don't worry. As the saying goes, everything depends on man, not on heaven. Think about this." There is no way to rescue the chain of impermanence. I couldn't do my kung fu in that temple, but when I got to your house, I couldn't do my kung fu. Why? As I think about it at the moment, the farther away the chain of impermanence is, the worse the smell will be. The stool is getting lighter and lighter, as long as I run far enough, even Bai Zhenyi, the best swordsman in the world, can't find him!"
Chang Hao nodded and said: "What brother Zhen said is true! I'm not good at it, I can only smell a little bit of that smell, so I can't be sure. But back then, even though Mochou walked away with his sword, Bai Zhenyi could also fly in the air. The speed is not slower than Mochou Fei, he did not catch up to Baimu Mountain, it seems that the distance is really far away, the smell disappears, and he can't track it!"
Wang Suizhen clapped his hands and said in surprise: "Then I will find Bo'an and Xiaotong now, and we will leave immediately."
Chang Hao waved his hand and said, "Brother Suizhen is here to make some preparations. I'll go talk to Brother Shouren and Xiaotong about this." Without waiting for Wang Suizhen to speak again, he asked his servants to carry the chairs to find Wang Bo'an and Xiaotong.
In fact, Chang Hao knew very clearly that if he was far away, Bai Zhenyi would not be able to track him. This was purely wishful thinking on the part of the two!
As for whether this is actually the case, no one is sure.
But the two of them had a tacit understanding and didn't break it.
Because when people are desperate, even if there is a small amount of hope, they cannot give up or miss it.
Human beings are essentially the animals with the strongest desire to survive in the world.
But Wang Suizhen and the others escaped. Regardless of whether they survived in the end, Bai Zhenyi would never come to the Chang family again, Zhu Lingling would not die, and neither would Chang Hao's family.
Chang Hao and Wang Suizhen knew this very well.
And if this thing is true, and he has indeed gone far enough, Bai Zhenyi can no longer track him, then everyone will be happy.
As soon as the door was closed, only Zhu Lingling and Wang Suizhen were left in the room.
Zhu Lingling listened clearly and understood that Wang Suizhen was about to leave again. To be precise, he was not leaving, but running away.
Wang Suizhen didn't know what to say. Facing Zhu Lingling's beautiful and charming face, he couldn't say anything for a long time, but still didn't say anything.
He seemed to have turned back into the stupid slug-nosed boy who played behind other people's butts.
Zhu Lingling is a very smart woman. She hides her emotions very well: "Lang Jun, are you leaving again? When will you come back?"
I look forward to my husband's return day and night, and I can't sleep late at night.
Maybe it's called infatuation, but maybe it's actually a kind of stupidity.
But there is always no shortage of silly girls in the world, and Lingling Chu is this kind of person.
Wang Suizhen lowered his head, feeling a little guilty for Zhu Lingling, and said: "Sister Zhu, I have always wanted to tell you, but never told you. In fact, I...I...the person I like in my heart is Sister Hongxiang!"
Zhu Lingling slowly raised her head, her eyes wet with tears: "You...you mean you won't come back?"
Seeing her heartbroken look, Wang Suizhen's heart tingled slightly for no reason: "No...that's not what I meant. In fact, it is not necessarily true that Bai Zhenyi can't track her if she is far away. Bai Zhenyi Known as the best swordsman in the world, his ability is extraordinary. Maybe even if he goes to the ends of the world, he can still find me. I think if he finds me, I will definitely be killed by him. I think... I think..."
He paused, raised his head, and looked directly into Zhu Lingling's eyes, which were as clear as lake water, reflecting his own embarrassment.
"I think I might die soon, so I'll tell you what's in my heart."
Zhu Lingling was stunned for a moment, and suddenly hugged Wang Suizhen desperately.
She hugged her so hard, using all her strength, that Wang Suizhen felt a little out of breath!
"I don't allow you to talk nonsense. You are my husband and I am your wife. I don't care if you like me or not. As long as you live, you will come back. If you die, I will die with you!"
Wang Suizhen gently patted Zhu Lingling's smooth back, smelling the faint fragrance of her body, and had thousands of thoughts in his mind, but he didn't know what to say.
"Husband, I am willing to wait for you for three years. After three years, if you have not come back, I will commit suicide. I only hope that Brother Chang Hao can find your bones. We cannot sleep together in life, but we wish to share the same cave after death!"
She told her vows so decisively and firmly.
Although it is only a short sentence, every word is tears and every sentence is blood.
Wang Suizhen was touched by her words. She was really a decisive woman!
"Sister Zhu, don't worry, within three years, as long as I am still alive, I will definitely come back!"
He has been cared about by many people since he was a child.
His adoptive father and mother were very good to him.
His elder brother Wang Zhaolian is also okay with him.
Changshan was kind and kind to him, and Master Mochou was as kind as heaven.
Sister Hongxiang is also very good to him.
But he had never felt this way before.
There is a sweet and intoxicating feeling in my heart, and the sweetness is mixed with a faint bitterness of separation.
What does it feel like to be in love?
Many people can't tell clearly.
That's just a feeling in people's hearts.
Since it is a feeling, the feeling must be very different from person to person.
The four lips finally intertwined, and there was a faint floral fragrance and bitter and astringent tears on her lips. He was addicted to the taste.
He just wanted to sink quietly, sink to the bottom of the intoxicating lake, and admire the pearls and gems left behind for thousands of years.
Wang Suizhen, who had not drank, felt that he was drunk at the moment.
There was just a glimmer of light in the sky, and the front door of the Chang family opened, and three fast horses galloped away like the wind.
The three of them galloped straight north for more than an hour without stopping, and arrived at the inn by Furong Lake in Bingzhou.
Furong Lake is still the same Furong Lake, with waves of lake tides that have not changed for thousands of years.
But Wang Suizhen's heart has changed because he cares about her.
After selling the three horses to the innkeeper at a low price, the three boys took the boat and set sail.
All the way north.
Pass Furong Lake, turn to Beijiang, and reach the Yangtze River.
When we arrived at the Yangtze River, we headed west and upstream.
Because it was cold winter, the northwest wind was extremely strong, so even though we were sailing against the current, the speed of the boat was still considerable.
There was no talking all the way, and it was already afternoon when we approached the border of Yingtianfu River.
The three of them were walking very fast along the way, and they were extremely embarrassed. If they said they were not afraid, that would be a lie.
Bai Zhenyi, the best swordsman in the world, has such a great name. Who in the world would not tremble when mentioning this name?
Now that he was far away from Bingzhou, the little boy's heart relaxed first and he smiled and said: "Brother Suizhen, what do you think?"
Wang Suizhen, who had been sitting on the bow of the boat recuperating his energy without saying a word, opened his eyes, took a deep breath, felt slightly relieved, and said with a smile: "As expected, the strange smell has changed when we get here. If it exists or disappears, it will definitely dissipate when it is farther away, past the Yingtianfu River section!"
The young boy couldn't hold his breath. When he heard this, he danced and laughed and said: "Master, are we going to Guizhou Dragon Farm now? If you have nothing to do along the way, it will be boring. It's best to touch more water. Bandits, that's interesting, I just want to practice my skills."
Wang Bo'an twirled his beard and frowned: "Little boy, don't talk nonsense. As the saying goes: the government forces the people to rebel, and the people have no choice but to rebel. The world is not good. Many bandits and bandits have no choice but to fall into the trap." Being a bandit, who would be willing to be a thief if they have the means? People who become thieves often have a tragic life. Many thieves and bandits come out to rob, just to make a living. How can you take other people's money? Life for fun?"
The child was very unhappy, pouted, and said angrily: "Okay, okay, when I see the bandits, I will obediently take out the gold and silver, kneel on the ground, and say: Grandpa Bandit, my grandson respects you!"
Wang Suizhen couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Wang Bo'an had a headache due to the child's nonsense. He touched his forehead helplessly and said: "What I mean is that when you encounter those extremely evil people, you should kill them. When did you say that you should do this when you see the thieves?" What? I just said that there are good and bad thieves, so you should be more considerate and don’t generalize!"
The child shook his head in disgust, fearing that Wang Bo'an would hear it, and muttered in a low voice: "I know, I know, you have to be considerate of people's hearts. Alas, do you need to investigate the eighteenth generation of someone's ancestors first before starting a fight? This fight, Should I stop beating him? The young master has read too much and has become stupid from reading. He is chattering like a monk in Tang Dynasty. It’s really..." The voice behind him became lower and lower, and gradually became inaudible.
