Xiao Qianyun echoed: "Miss Jiang's words are my words!"
Sleepless night looking around at everyone.
Chu Yan looks like a fairy from the Moon Palace, Jiang Pan is young, cute and clever, Xiao Qianyun is rugged and powerful and cannot be looked at for too long, otherwise it will hurt the eyes.
Everyone is different, but for the time being, they all came together because of him, forming a strange combination.
By the way, I almost forgot about the little cutie in my arms.
Ye Wumian hugged Yunsheng and wrapped his swaddling clothes tightly to prevent the cold wind from blowing him.
He is in good health and cannot relapse.
"In that case..."
It's rare to get together in life, and such a fate is really not easy. To say something to break everyone up would be a great disgrace, and even harm the harmony of the world.
A smooth smile appeared on Ye Wumian's face: "Then let's head towards Wugong Mountain together! Target: Wugong Mountain, above the Golden Summit, at the Golden Summit Gate of Wugong Mountain!"
"……good!"
Chu Yan smiled happily.
According to the record of "Forgetting Things" written by Mrs. Tai, the sect founded by Wugong Shanren is the Jinding Sect, which is located on the Jinding.
An ice particle fell on his face, and the ice melted.
Strictly speaking, this kind of ice particles is ice rain. Because the temperature is too low, the rainwater turns into ice. In some areas in the south, such as Huguang, this kind of ice particles is called sandy snow, which is different from the goose-like snow that is easy to pile up in common sense.
After leaving Zhangjiafang Market, Wugong Mountain is in sight.
The sky was cold and icy and rainy, and the shadow of Wugong Mountain was covered with a layer of gloomy color. It looked like a dancer from the Western Regions, wearing a black gauze to cover her true appearance.
It lay there quietly, blocking the view to the east. There was a lack of life in the winter. Occasionally, one or two black birds could be seen flying across the sky in the rain.
Unfortunately, there are no flies with wet wings in the rain to serve as its dinner.
The birds chirped weakly, hoping to find some blood food to satisfy their hunger in the listless grass nests.
There is a faint red shadow between the gaps in the mountains. Ye Wumian squints his eyes and looks into the distance. It should be the clear sky in the distance. It has nothing to do with the local rain and snow, and does not participate in the joys and sorrows close at hand.
Xiao Qianyun suddenly said: "For thousands of years, Wugong Mountain has been a famous mountain that has controlled the borders of Huguang and Jiangxi, competing with Heng and Lu."
Sleepless nights in silence.
The Wugong Mountain range is so important and the mountain has a prominent name, but there is an evil person like Wugong Mountain Ren.
Not only did he practice evil arts, but he also secretly controlled the business of abducting and selling children, completely ruining the reputation of Wugong Mountain.
"This person named himself 'Martial Arts Mountain Man', he is really shameless."
It's just a person who has a counter-intuitive cultivation, and his mind is not right. To call him this is a suspicion of overstepping his bounds.
I have spent some time wandering around the world without sleep, and I have walked through countless famous mountains and rivers, but I have never seen them named like this.
He has never seen "people from Songshan Mountain", "people from Laojun Mountain", "people from Yuelu Mountain", "people from Yueyang Tower", "people from Dongting Lake" and so on.
After secretly mocking in their hearts for a while, a few people took to the mountain climbing road.
The road here is very wide and can accommodate two horses running parallel. It is comparable to the general official road, the gap is not large, and the terrain is relatively flat. There were some gravels on it, which were polished and rounded, so that it didn't hurt your feet when you stepped on them.
This section of road is rare to see on flat land, and even more rare to see in mountainous areas.
Along the road, I met mountain people, either carrying mountain products out of the mountains, or returning to the mountains to buy new year's goods, or carrying small baskets on their backs to pick some winter wild vegetables in the mountains to supplement their meals.
Most of the mountain people are thin, disheveled, and their clothes are in tatters. What's more, the clothes were torn into pieces, the clothes were not covering the body, and the body was shivering from the cold. The body was bruised and bruised, and the frostbite was swollen in large pieces.
Some lament how difficult life is for the people!
Ye Wumian asked an old man along the road: "How long is such a wide road? Where on the mountain can it go?"
The old man was very hard of hearing and listened several times before he could hear clearly. He replied: "It's not long, just two or three miles. At the end is an official post station called Izumo Station. After the inn station, there is a rugged and winding road. It’s a small road.”
No wonder there is a main road, it turns out there is a post station ahead.
After bidding farewell to the old man, Ye Wumian and others moved forward.
It gets dark early in winter. When it was getting dark, Ye Wumian and others saw a large inn located at the foot of a steep hillside.
The hillside seemed to rise out of the ground. Looking up, the mountains spread straight into the depths of the dark clouds.
The inn has seven or eight tile-roofed houses. It is considered a big inn, but compared with the hillside it leans on, it looks like a small bird and looks small and exquisite.
Outside the inn, there were several tall solid-colored horses parked, which you could tell were official horses at a glance. There were more than a dozen horses of various colors, presumably ridden by idlers from the world.
As for donkeys and mules, there are quite a few of them, and they should be used to transport supplies into the mountains. However, all the items hanging on it have been removed, so it is impossible to leave them outside like this.
During this period, it was very popular and there were many contacts. There are those who wear splendid clothes and robes and recite a poem when they see the snow falling. These are dignitaries and wealthy country squires; Those who walk leisurely and look forward to spring in spite of winter are talented men and beautiful women.
There are also those at the grassroots level who are walking around in different offices, frowning, and overwhelmed by the formalism and bureaucracy of their superiors.
Ye Wumian pointed to the inn and asked Chu Yan and others: "Since it's getting late, how about we stay here for one night and then go to the Golden Summit after breakfast tomorrow morning?"
Chu Yan nodded and said, "It all depends on the master's orders."
Xiao Qianyun and Jiang Pan also had no objections.
Ye Wumian called for the postman and asked him to tie the horse and buy a guest room.
I'm so lucky, there are exactly two guest rooms left, both big and small. The asking price is actually one tael of silver per room per night, which is many times more expensive than Yamashita.
The postman smiled and said: "You are a scholar, how do you know that rice in this mountain is so expensive? Seeing the snow falling, tomorrow the mountain will be blocked by heavy snow, materials are in short supply, and the price will double. Today's one tael of silver for one night's room fee is enough for you. Take advantage."
In his words, he showed little respect for the "scholar" dressed up all night. I guess I am used to seeing officials and people in this inn.
Ye Wumian also smiled slightly and said: "According to what you said, it is a contradiction: since the mountains are about to be closed by heavy snow and prices are skyrocketing, why are there so many tourists here? Logically speaking, we should leave as soon as possible. To avoid suffering."
The postman sneered and said, "You are still a scholar, so why are you so ignorant? There will be a grand meeting on this golden dome in the near future, so the handsome people from the nearby states and counties are not afraid of the wind and snow, and they all come here to catch up. That’s how we are today. Hey, this is just the beginning! On the day of the official rally, there will only be more people.”
Ye Wumian was about to ask what grand meeting it was and what day it would be held. The postman had already been summoned by a gloomy postmaster and had no time to answer his question.
Chu Yan said with disdain: "This postman is supposed to be a public servant, so why does he look so philistine? Ordinary servants in shops in the market are not as smooth as him."
Ye Wumian shook his head and said, "Who knows? After all, his temple is big and he just looks down on me and other 'little novice monks'!"
Chu Yan covered her mouth and smiled: "What the young master said is absolutely true."
Instead of fussing with such little people, Ye Wumian and others went to check in separately. The two rooms are allocated to one room for Ye Wumian and Xiao Qianyun, and one room for Jiang Pan and Chu Yan.
The two rooms are right next to each other, so it is convenient to exchange news at night.
Yun Sheng was taken over by Chu Yan. This made Ye Wumian breathe a sigh of relief. After all, he was not very good at taking care of children.
There are three beds in the ground-shaped room, which is very spacious. Ye Wumian and Xiao Qianyun have one bed each, and there is still one bed available. He reluctantly believed that the price of one tael of silver was a good deal.
In the evening, when I was thinking about eating a bowl of noodles and offering sacrifices to the five internal organs temple, I suddenly heard a knock on the door.
Ye Wumian asked who it was, and the outsider answered: It was the postman who received him in the evening.
After opening the door, the originally arrogant postman bent down and said with a smile in a consulting tone: "Hello, Master Xiucai, I have something to tell you. There are two guests downstairs, and they arrived late. , I didn’t buy a room, and I don’t have a place to stay tonight, so I asked me to come and discuss it with you. I want to ask you, can you allow him and you to share a room with you? He and I are willing to provide you with two rooms. Two pieces of silver."
Ye Wumian wondered: "This is strange. There are so many guests in Izumo Station, why did he come to share a room with us?"
