After seeing that Ye Wumian didn't answer for a long time, Chu Yan asked again: "Master, are you called Ye Wumian? Why do you look so good in women's clothes? I am a woman and it makes me happy just to see you! I have several women's sets in my package. I have worn the clothes. If you don’t want to throw them away, can you put them on and let me see them? I didn’t see enough of them that night.”
Ye Wumian's face gradually became unbearable. Under the cover of the night, it slowly calmed down, but still did not speak.
After a while, Chu Yan asked again: "Master, are you from Luoyang or Anhua? When you are from Luoyang, 'relatives and friends in Luoyang are like asking each other, a piece of ice heart is in a jade pot'. How should Wang Changling's ice heart be interpreted? ?”
"Sir, that night you made a big fuss in Prince Ji's Mansion and robbed the concubine. However, the concubine was not with you. You were alone, independent, and wandering alone..."
"Young master, you gave me two silver coins. You love this song "Sifan", and it seems that you love it very deeply. Then I want to ask you, do you know why I sing the song as a little nun, but I dress like a Taoist nun? "
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Chu Yan asked a dozen questions in a row, but Ye Wumian didn't answer any of them and just continued on his way.
Chu Yan didn't seem to be dissatisfied, and didn't think there was anything wrong. There was no sullen look on his face, no dissatisfaction in his tone, and he was still smiling, with a hint of honesty in his charm.
He looked like "Young master has abused me thousands of times, but I treat him like my first love."
After walking for a long time, the moon was high in the sky, I think it was midnight. At this time, the moon was not as bright as usual. The warm winter moon had a chilly connotation, and the clear light came from the Toad Palace.
Ye Wuxian looked around. There was no village in front of it, no shop in back, just a stretch of wilderness. Not to mention other people, not even a ruined temple could be seen.
It will be difficult to find a place to stay tonight, I'm afraid we will have to travel all night.
While he was thinking about it, Chu Yan took the trouble to ask: "Master, since you have a horse, which is tall and strong, why don't you ride it, but just hold it?"
Ye Wumian slapped his head and said with a smile: "This is a good question. Thank you for reminding me."
With that said, he protected Yun Sheng well, used Qing Gong, and flew directly onto the white horse. He clamped his legs on the horse's belly and shouted "drive" softly, so as not to wake Yun Sheng up.
The horse is very humane, and after only taking a little effort, it let go of its hooves and ran wildly.
Without waiting for a moment, Chu Yan was left far behind.
Ye Wumian turned around and saw nothing but emptiness. The night was so vast that it was almost impossible to see anything. Then he let out a long sigh and said to himself: "I finally left her behind."
An actor with unknown origins, an old friend from Prince Ji's palace who knows many details about him, a mysterious encounter with a guest who can't see the depth...
Chu Yan seems to be a simple person, but in fact it is a complex of multiple contradictions.
With such a person by his side, how could he go on the road with peace of mind, how could he go to Wugong Mountain with peace of mind?
Only by staying away from her and not letting her find her can you avoid many possible troubles.
The horse ran wildly for about an hour, passing through hills, mountains and forests, and jumping over a stream. He thought to himself that with the speed of the horse, no matter what, it would leave Chu Yan far behind.
He was about to pull the reins to stop.
I saw a strange white and black mark on a tree in front of me.
After taking a closer look, I saw clearly that it was a strange tree with a large piece of bark torn off, revealing the white wooden part inside.
Under the moonlight, I could vaguely see a row of words written on it.
The font is elegant and should have been written by my daughter's family.
Ye Wuxian sat on the horse and looked at it carefully.
The letter read, "About twenty steps to the right, there is a guidepost."
The inexplicably abrupt row of words is puzzling.
Ye Wumian was silent for a while and then said with a smile: "I think it was the person who set up the boundary monument. The travelers who were afraid of the road missed the boundary monument and lost their direction, so they dug the bark of the tree as a reminder."
Without thinking too much, he steered the horse and drove further to the right. Sure enough, he saw a low and sloping stone tablet under a tree.
Different from the unbearable appearance of the stone tablet, the words on the tablet are like an iron horse and an iron horse, emitting murderous intent under the moonlight:
【Arrow-blocking Monument
Long life and wealth
General Li Guang is here
The bow string is broken and the arrow is blocked by the monument
Go to Yuanzhou Prefecture in Jiangxi Province on the right and Changsha Prefecture in Huguang Province on the left. 】
It is said that there is a Guansha in the Meishan area of Hunan, called "Jiang Jiang's Arrow".
If a boy is shot by a general's arrow, his life span will be shortened.
So various places set up arrow-blocking monuments at the boundary between the two places to protect the cubs.
"When the bow is broken, the string is broken, and the arrow comes to block it." This is the key to defeating the "general's arrow".
These eight characters are engraved on the stone tablet. Although they are not big, they are written like a dragon and a snake. They have extraordinary momentum and are sure to intimidate Xie Mei Xiaoxiao.
When Ye Wumian was in Anhua, we often saw boundary monuments like this. After arriving in Changsha, we encountered many boundary monuments, but few like this one. When we meet again today, it feels particularly cordial.
After reading the inscription, Ye Wumian showed a knowing smile on his face and said to himself: "Hard work pays off. I have been traveling day and night, month after month, and finally reached the realm of Jiangxi, but I don't know that this place is so far away from martial arts." How far is the mountain?"
As he was talking, he suddenly saw a black and white Taoist robe flying in front of his eyes, and a beautiful Taoist nun dancing down from the tree next to the monument.
She smiled leisurely and said: "Jiangxi, Wugong Mountain? The young master only said wandering before, and I said that the young master really has no destination. Now, I actually overheard that the young master wants to go to the Wugong Mountain!"
Sleepless nights in shock.
But she saw Chu Yan holding a fly whisk, she had taken off her attire and she was completely a Taoist nun.
She landed steadily from the tree, with a smile on her face and red cheeks, as if she was drunk in spring.
Under the moonlight, the haziness adds to the beauty, and she is dressed in Taoist robes. She really looks like a fairy from the Lingxiao Palace who has come to the world. It is not an exaggeration to say that she will captivate the country.
I had no sleep at night but had no intention of admiring this beauty.
He pulled the reins, took two steps back, and put his hand on the hilt of the Qingzhi Sword. His throat felt a little hoarse and itchy.
"How-how did you catch up? I was riding a horse."
This place was at least thirty or forty miles away from where Ye Wumian left her behind. He had traveled thirty or forty miles in an hour. When he caught up with him, there was no sweat on his face, his clothes were not messy, his face was only slightly red, and he was not out of breath.
How far has her Qinggong reached?
Chu Yan covered her mouth and smiled: "Chasing? I didn't chase, but waited. By the way, did you see the words on the bark of the tree?"
Ye Wumian took a few steps back, his voice trembling.
"How come you didn't see it? Could it be that you actually wrote that word?!"
"Yeah." Chu Yan smiled sweetly, and her little head moved slightly. She looked very cute, three parts proud, four parts calm, and three parts "Hurry up and praise me".
"I wrote it a quarter of an hour ago. Looking at your direction, I guessed that you would miss the boundary marker, so I wrote it in advance to remind you, and then I came to this tree to wait."
After a cup of tea.
I stayed awake all night under the carved tree, picking up the bark that fell on the ground.
Although the skin was wrinkled, it was moist underneath. It looked like new skin, and it must have been peeled off not long ago.
Ye Wumian pinched the bark of the tree and looked up at Chu Yan, who was holding his arms and smiling proudly. A look of fear appeared on his face.
"Ghost..."
