The woman patiently explained: "Back to the topic. I see that you, Heroine, will be haunted by the imprisoned dragon within two months, so I will give you a centipede to help you escape. Otherwise, Heroine You must be in danger of death."
He said it so seriously that he could not help but lower his head and think silently all night long.
Luo Xiangzhu plucked up the courage and said, "Obviously it was you who let the centipede bite people, but you quibbled that it was some kind of dragon trap. Are you, you, are you polite?"
She was so angry that if the conditions on the horse hadn't prevented it, she might have put her hands on her hips to increase her momentum.
Ye Wumian was still puzzled. Seeing her condition, he couldn't help but feel happy, and thought to himself: "Miss is really an interesting person, with a fierce breast and a fierce breast."
The woman in green clothes smiled and said: "To be honest, I am Qi Lianxiao, the helmsman of the Yunmeng Sect's Anhua Branch. People in the world gave me the nickname 'Eight-Step Divine Machine'. I still have a few skills in the matter of strangulation of life and death." Accurate.
I have given you the centipede and expressed my gratitude. The heroine and this little... well, whether the young master accepts it or not, that has nothing to do with me. You can handle the centipede yourself. "
After saying that, Qi Lian smiled and turned around to leave.
Ye Wumian suddenly said loudly: "Wait a minute!" With that, he quickly sealed the sandalwood box and handed it to Luo Xiangzhu. Luo Xiangzhu was afraid of the centipede inside and did not dare to take it.
Seeing the troubled look on her face, Ye Wumian had no choice but to put the box into his arms for the time being, pulled out the loose-patterned sword from his waist, and said with a smile: "Since you are called a member of the Yunmeng Sect, you must be able to use this move with the Yunmeng Sect's." Way to crack.”
After saying that, he used a half-baked and mediocre "August Lake Level" move, leaning his body and stabbing towards Qi Lianxiao.
Qi Lian laughed and said, "You little maid, how can you know the swordsmanship of my Yunmeng Sect?"
Little did she know that Ye Wumian had learned a lot of swordsmanship with the help of Luo Fanxi. This "August Lake Level" was not an undisclosed secret in the Yunmeng Sect. He happened to have seen it a few years ago. Only by passing it can it come out.
Qi Lian smiled and did not use the sword. She waved her sleeves and robes and shouted: "The jade mirror and the Qiongtian field are tilted thirty thousand, and they only hold one leaf of my small boat!"
When the light sleeves of the robe were rolled up, it suddenly became like a clear green lake, pulsating with deep and peaceful inner energy.
Ye Wumian suddenly felt that his sword was blocked by a tough internal force barrier, making him unable to move forward easily.
The path of this internal force is somewhat similar to the Yunmeng Sect members he met on his way out of the wilderness. This Qi Lian smile must be from the Yunmeng Sect.
He immediately withdrew his sword, smiled at Qi Lian and clasped his fists, saying, "Well, thank you very much, Master Qi, for giving me the centipede. However, I would like to ask Master Qi to show me how to use this centipede."
Being rashly tested by him, Qi Lian smiled without being annoyed. She just shook her head and said: "Don't say it, don't say it! When you encounter that disaster, this centipede will save you. You don't need to ask now, you don't need to ask!"
Ye Wumian raised another question: "Disaster... Is Captain Qi referring to the Prisoner of the Dragon? What does the Prisoner of the Dragon mean?"
Qi Lian smiled and walked away, leaving behind a message: "No comment! If I had known you were such a nagging little maid, I, like a centipede, would have died at home without sending you away."
She left, and the waiter also smiled and left.
Ye Wumian was at a loss for a while, watching Qi Lian's smile drifting away. It was difficult to catch up, so he had to pick up the horse and lead Luo Xiangzhu out of the Dongshi Street.
After walking a few hundred steps, I saw a wind and rain bridge spanning both sides of the river, with strange carvings carved on the piers.
Luo Xiangzhu pointed at the carvings and shouted, "Look, Amian, that carved thing has two legs and two legs, isn't it exactly a centipede? Eh... it's weird." A look of disgust appeared on his face.
After that, the two of them passed several wind and rain bridges, and the bridge piers on them also had such reliefs. Ye Wumian immediately believed Qi Lian's words.
"Could it be that I am really going to encounter some kind of imprisoned dragon evil, and do I really need to rely on this centipede to save me?"
He took out the sandalwood box from his arms and opened it to look at the centipede. Luo Xiangzhu happened to see it and shouted, "Amian, why are you looking at this ugly thing again?"
Maybe her voice was too loud and woke up the sleeping centipede.
The centipede stretched out its tentacles, crawled onto Ye Wumian's palm, walked around twice, and touched his finger with its tentacles again. Its black-red body was extremely bright under the sun, and it looked very attentive and affectionate, unlike its previous laziness. Very different.
Ye Wumian was delighted to see it, and stepped on the surrounding soil. The soil was loose and soft, and he concluded that there might be earthworms underneath.
He picked up a branch and dug it twice, and sure enough, he found an earthworm that had been cut off and reborn, with a flesh ring on half of its body, and some mucus attached to it!
Luo Xiangzhu almost fell off his horse, covered his nose and said: "Ye Wumian, you are so disgusting! If you really want to keep this centipede, what kind of dragon trap can you use to relieve it?"
Ye Wumian laughed and did not answer for the time being, and threw the earthworm into the sandalwood box.
The centipede smelled the smell, curled up and bit the earthworm. The earthworm struggled a few times, huddled up, and shed a pool of yellow-brown blood.
Ye Wumian pointed to the centipede in the box and said, "No matter whether it can eliminate disasters or not, if it recognizes me as its master, I have to raise it! Let's feed it an earthworm to appetize it first."
After a while, all the earthworms entered the centipede's stomach.
Ye Wumian cleaned up the sandalwood box, and Centipede touched his finger with its tentacles, the intention of showing good intentions was very obvious.
Ye Wumian said: "Stop trying to please me, go to sleep quickly. From now on, there will be an earthworm every day!"
The centipede rolled twice excitedly until Ye Wumian closed the lid of the sandalwood box and could still hear the rustling sound inside.
He put the sandalwood box back into his arms.
Luo Xiangzhu said jokingly: "Amian, you have another burden. Not only do you have to take care of me, but you also have to take care of Centipede. Are you tired?"
Ye Wumian smiled softly, leaving her with a nice profile: "I enjoy it."
Luo Xiangzhu was fascinated for a while.
The two of them walked along the path, looking eastward at Changsha City, climbing over mountains and ridges, crossing water and rivers. They were inevitably hungry and thirsty for food, and they stayed at night and walked at dawn.
Fortunately, we met a temple on the road. Ye Wumian knew some Buddhist teachings due to practicing the inner strength of the Heart Sutra. The abbot of the temple talked with him about mysteries and Taoism. They were all happy and happy to stay with him.
If you encounter a bandit's strongman's lair, you usually have to avoid it. Even if you sleep in the wild, it is better than getting into trouble.
Fortunately, Ye Wumian was very alert and would immediately lead his horse away if something was wrong, so the two of them did not encounter any trouble.
Suddenly, the two of them walked for more than half a month, covering a distance of three to four hundred miles.
This day was probably the eighth day of September, early in the morning.
The sky was overcast, blocking out the bright sunshine. The wild geese fly south, and the lone bird spins low. There is a bit of northwest wind, not very strong, but it brings a slight chill.
The leaves droop early and the frost is heavy, and the flowers fade due to the cold autumn wind.
Only the chrysanthemums are still blooming proudly next to the dead grass.
After passing through a bamboo forest, a magnificent river stretched out in front of us. The water was clear and slightly black and yellow, and it was bottomless.
Looking at the other shore, the mountains are like a dragon lying down, giving it a sense of creation created by heaven and earth.
It was impossible to cross the river on horseback.
Luo Xiangzhu got off his horse early and asked, "Amian, what kind of river is this?"
As he spoke, he skillfully turned the horse's head and tied it to a tree trunk that could be held by one person.
She has been riding horses for many days, and has gone from being scared at first to now being able to control them with ease.
Nowadays, as long as the horse is not galloping, she usually does not need to be held up all night, and can already take care of herself.
Ye Wumian thought for a while and said: "Calculating our foot strength, we should have reached the edge of Changsha City. This river should be the famous Xiangjiang River."
Luo Xiangzhu said happily: "Are you serious? Are you really going to Changsha City? Amian, promise me, when you get to Changsha City, you won't rush to find my grandma first, and take me to a restaurant in Changsha City for a good meal." . I have been eating wild game for more than half a month, and I am almost sick of it!"
Since she was living in the world, she has gradually adapted to outdoor eating, but she doesn't like it much, she just doesn't feel nauseated anymore. I still miss the delicious and exquisite food in the city.
For her, enjoying the delicious food in Changsha City is more important than meeting her unfamiliar grandmother.
Ye Wumian also smiled and said: "That's natural. I have always heard that Changsha City is famous for its stinky tofu, sugar-oiled cakes, fish heads with chopped peppers, and smoked bacon. When we go, we must first meet these food friends. Have a good time and go see your grandma again."
As he said this, he secretly touched his withered purse.
He had saved a lot of money, but he only had less than three hundred coins left. With this little money, he could eat some white flour steamed buns to the sky, and he couldn't even think of special delicacies.
"Is it time to rob the rich and give to the poor?" His eyes wandered.
Luo Xiangzhu couldn't think about the issue of money, so he cheered so much that he held Ye Wumian's hand and danced again and again.
Remembering that I was still in the mourning period, I suddenly felt that it was inappropriate to be so happy. I quickly lowered my face. When I saw Ye Wumian looking around, I asked curiously: "Amian, what are you thinking about?"
Ye Wumian said: "Miss, Changsha City is great, but we are still separated from it by a big river! We must find a way to cross the river, which is the most urgent task!"
Only then did Luo Xiangzhu realize that he had to cross the river first.
Sleepless at night, I looked far into the distance and saw only a few scattered boats on the north-south waterway for more than ten miles, like ants and stars, floating on the water.
The nearest one is several miles away from me. It seems to be a fisherman's boat, not a specialized ferry. I'm afraid it won't be able to carry the old red-bearded horse and can't be used to cross the river.
They followed a small path along the way, so when they arrived at the Xiangjiang River, they were far away from the ferry and could not meet the ferry, which was normal.
Ye Wumian thought: "Either go along the river to find a ferry, or..."
He turned around and looked at the bamboo forest behind him, "Or I have to cut bamboo to make bamboo rafts myself."
With a sharp weapon like the Songwen Sword in hand, and with the survival experience from the time of escaping, it was not difficult to build a bamboo raft.
After staring at the bamboo forest in a daze for a while, Luo Xiangzhu shouted: "Amian. Look what's that on the other side? It's a ferry! It's rowing towards us!"
Ye Wumian turned around and looked towards the other side of the Xiangjiang River. He saw a wooden boat breaking through the river and sailing diagonally across the river.
This wooden boat seemed to suddenly appear on the river. Before Luo Xiangzhu reminded him, he didn't see it when he looked from a distance.
"Could it be that this ship had furled its sails and anchored on the shore before? When it saw us, it set up its sails, anchored and sailed toward us?"
As soon as this idea appeared in his mind, he felt ridiculous and shook his head to get it out of his mind.
As the saying goes, "the wind is rising and the sail is hanging."
At this time, the earth is covered with autumn clothes, and the northwest wind is gradually blowing in the Huguang area. The wooden boat sails from the east bank to the west bank. It happens to be caught by the northwest wind, and the sails are blown straight.
Driving against the wind, the boat was not fast. It took almost two miles of waterway to reach the shore.
Luo Xiangzhu said: "Amian, the boat has docked, do you want to sit on it?"
She was innocent and innocent, but she didn't think about anything else. Everything outside was guided by Sleepless Night's ideas.
Ye Wuxian only felt that this ship was strange and strange: it just appeared suddenly, and it was coming over before he sent a signal to the other side to cross the river.
If he didn't sit down, wouldn't the manpower it spent on paddling across be wasted?
Aren’t boat owners worried about this problem?
While I was thinking about it, the boat docked, and two boatmen stepped out. They were busy pulling off a few thick hemp ropes and tying the boat to the dead wood on the shore.
A man dressed as a boatman came up to him and spoke in a Changsha dialect: "Yaozi, Meituo, do you want to cross the river? My boat is specially designed to ferry people to the other side of the Xiangjiang River. I only charge 20 cents per person." .”
Luo Xiangzhu had no idea about the amount of money, but remembering that he still had horses, he asked: "We have people who also have horses. People are paid twenty coins, but how much do we charge for horses?"
Only then did the boatman see a horse tied to the tree next to him. He hesitated and said, "The horse is heavy and big. I was going to charge you thirty cents. But since it is the first business today, I only priced it at two cents." Sixteen cents. Two people and one horse, a total of sixty-six cents. Sixty-six cents go smoothly, and you will get good luck."
Luo Xiangzhu looked at Ye Wumian excitedly and said, "Amian, sixty-six yuan is an auspicious number. Let's cross the river?"
She was happy that she had become "home" for a time today, and she even negotiated four pennies, which gave her a sense of accomplishment.
Seeing how attentive the boatman was, Ye Wumian felt a little suspicious in his heart, thinking: "There is no one inhabited in this area for ten miles, how can there be a boatman waiting for guests here? I'm afraid it won't be possible for half a year!"
Could it be that this group of people is a strongman, just waiting for us to get on the boat and sail to the middle of the river, and then do the blackmail and raise the price? "
