Ling Muyun spread a felt next to the campfire and stared at the stars in the sky in a daze.
The spring breeze is chilly and everything is not ready yet.
The bonfire is gone, and the first ray of sunshine arrives as promised.
"The world is in chaos, and the army is in a hurry. Judging from the appearance, it is still the Dunhuang armored soldiers." Ling Muyun drove the ox cart and moved aside to make way for the passing army.
When the marching military flag passed by carrying the word "liang", Jia Nianxi saw it with gusto: "Yao Jing, the prefect of Dunhuang, died two days ago, and the warmth of the bonfire is still there, so Dunhuang has changed from Qin to Liang."
"As long as nothing goes wrong, it's good to get to Dajin as soon as possible."
The ox-cart is not fast, and the road is sandy, so walking is not as good as a horse-drawn carriage, or even as strong as the feet.
But the northwest is sparsely populated, but one has to drive an ox cart just to eat and drink for that cart.
Not a moment later, a horse-drawn chariot carried by twenty-four people hurriedly passed by the bullock cart.
"This is rare. Even the great hermit Guo Yu has followed the trend." Jia Nianxi became interested, jumped on the roof of the car, and looked at the long motorcade.
"It seems that Jiuquan may not be peaceful."
"Wouldn't it be nice to ask?"
"How to ask?" Ling Muyun was curious.
Jia Nianxi's black energy rose into the sky, and soon it blocked the sky and the sun. The soldiers retreated in fear, and surrounded Ling Muyun and Ling Muyun from a distance with their spears.
Monks are not uncommon on the battlefield, but it is rare to see someone with such great tactics.
The chariot stopped, Guo Yu took the pen and ink, made a single stroke in the air, splashed the ink, and the word "经" slowly rose.
Jia Nian's black energy that covered the sky and sun slowly disappeared into his body like a well-behaved sheep.
"Girl, you can come forward and speak." Guo Yu's voice was like an old gentleman giving a lecture in a private school, with ups and downs.
"Look, isn't this enough?" Jia Nianxi jumped out of the car, jumped on the chariot, and asked straight to the point: "Sir, you have been living in seclusion for a long time, why did you come out of the mountain? What is the situation ahead?"
"I rushed to support Wang Mu with my friends, and the girl mobilized the troops. Is this why?"
"Is that so? My brother and I want to cross Jiuquan and go to Jiankang. You guys are fighting us, so we can't walk on this road." Jia Nianxi pouted, with a sad look on his face.
"Young lady's words are wrong. When you go to the river to rescue someone from drowning, you don't know how long your life will be. You have been ill with pulse for three years and you don't hesitate to deny him food. Lu Lian is in Zhao and he is unyielding. What's more, people will leave his chest and not save him!" "Wang Mu smiled and shook his head like a gentleman.
Jia Nianxi jumped off the chariot and returned to the bullock cart: "Oh no, Wang Mu started an uprising in Jiuquan."
"Ah?" Ling Muyun asked in astonishment: "Isn't Zhang Dayu independent?"
"you know?"
"They are more than just acquaintances, they are simply enemies!" Ling Muyun briefly recounted what happened in Parrot Island.
Jia Nianxi was worried about Tuoba Gui's curse: "Why didn't Tuoba Gui curse Zhang Dayu to be killed on the spot? Instead, Zhang Dayu took advantage of it."
Ling Muyun's head was even bigger.
In terms of identity, Zhang Dayu, the former Liang Crown Prince, was looking for the treasure of his ancestors, but was blocked by him and made a feud with him.
Furthermore, Zhang Dayu is also closely related to the Mirror Spirit.
Regardless of one's status, Jiuquan is a difficult hurdle.
"Brother Ling, change the route." Jia Nianxi said with gloating after hearing Ling Muyun's words.
"Where can we go? To the south to Tuyuhun, where there is no river or road, to the north, and then back to Chang'an?"
"Why do you have to go to Chang'an?"
"After experiencing the Feishui War, there will always be people who are depressed and frustrated." Ling Muyun said firmly.
"Then go with Master Guo, it will save you a lot of trouble."
Jia Nianxi jumped a few times, and was startled by a flash of swords and shadows, and landed on the chariot.
Ling Muyun had no choice but to pack his bags, casually gave the ox cart to the passing soldiers, and trotted next to the chariot.
The bullock carts really couldn't keep up with the rapid march.
"My little friend under the chariot, why don't you come up and talk to me?" After a day of traveling, Guo Yu saw Ling Muyun following the chariot all the time. He couldn't help but be curious, so he sent out an invitation.
"Master, you're welcome. This chariot is heavy. If I go up, won't it delay my journey?"
"That's alright, we can eat together in the evening."
The army's food was nothing more than porridge and fatty meat, with not a few green vegetables in sight.
Guo Yu is no exception. The steamed buns and porridge are delicious.
"Master Guo, have you heard about the alien race?" Originally silent, Ling Muyun couldn't hold back and asked.
Guo Yu ate the steamed buns unhurriedly, took another sip of porridge, and finally washed his hands and said: "The things about alien races are illusory. Although I have heard about them, it should not be true. I will not use strange powers to confuse my mind."
Ling Muyun originally thought that Guo Yu didn't want to answer, but who knew that his habit was so stubborn.
"We met at Shenxiandu!" Jia Nianxi interjected: "There are blue skin, red skin, and black skin. The scariest thing is red skin. Like zombies, it spreads quickly."
"Indeed."
"Hey, people in this world take care of things. When I get old, I lose the curiosity I had when I was young."
"Doesn't Master Guo want to become more sophisticated?"
Lin Songshan and Guo Yu are people who neither Fu Jian, the king of Qin, nor Zhang Tianxi, the king of Liang, could invite.
But Ling Muyun didn't give up and continued to speak slowly and seductively.
"It's okay to have something to practice, but it's okay not to have it, just let it happen." Guo Yu never said anything to Ling Muyun.
"A man is born in heaven and earth, and he must take the world as his own responsibility. How can Master Guo teach his disciples?"
"Haha, my little friend is quite skillful in using the provoking method. I have a son-in-law named Liu Bing who is practicing hard in Jiuquan. I would like to explore it." After Guo Yu finished speaking, his figure faded away, and when he reappeared, he was already there. Enter the chariot.
Scholars are always a little paranoid. Once they are sure of something, no one can dissuade them.
What's more, Guo Yu is detached from the world, neither happy with things nor sad with himself. He has thousands of disciples, and even if a foreigner comes, he will be treated a little less favorably.
On the other hand, Jia Nianxi was good at poetry and writing since he was a child. He was also well-informed and enjoyed the conversation with Guo Yu.
It was not until Jiuquan that he got off the chariot. He held a letter in his hand and said goodbye to Guo Yu: "Master, thank you!"
"What?" Ling Muyun asked.
"Among Guo Yu's thousands of disciples, the one he admired the most was Liu Bing, and he married his daughter to him. The so-called 'quick son-in-law' refers to Liu Bing!" Jia Nianxi leaned into Ling Muyun's ear and continued: "I have never Guo Yuna wrote a letter, and when Liu Bing saw it, he would naturally go to the Immortal Crossing."
"So easy?" Ling Muyun was a little stunned for a moment. He was both inducing and provoking, but it was not as practical as Jia Nianxi's ability to make a master at a time.
"Easy? He has already seen my identity and gave me the face of the former Jin Dynasty." Jia Nianxi sighed: "In front of such a great sage, there is no meaning to hide."
As evening approached, Ling Muyun and the other two followed him into Jiuquan.
The city was already overcrowded, with troops dispatching and relocating people, it was bustling with people, making it seem crowded.
The two found several inns, but there were no woodsheds, no matter the heaven and earth rooms.
"It seems that we have to sleep on the streets. No wonder there are so many yurts outside the city." Jia Nianxi has no pursuit for accommodation. Jiuquan has many snacks and a wide variety of products.
Shopping is more attractive to her.
Within a moment, Ling Muyun had already hugged a bunch of big and small bags.
