The snow is a little lighter today. The warm winter sun shines through the thick clouds and shines on the white land, bringing a touch of warmth to the cold winter.
"Snowflakes are falling, the north wind is blowing, and the world is vast~"
"Love what I love, no regrets..."
On the mountain trail, Yi Ning hummed a song and walked with her hands behind her back, "Not bad. After last night, my body doesn't seem to be afraid of the cold anymore."
There are several gourds tied around his waist. On the left is a medicine gourd, which contains various commonly used herbs.
On the right is the wine gourd. Yesterday, Yi Ning heard that a cultivator of immortality was coming, so he bid farewell to the Li brothers and insisted on leaving despite their attempts to stay.
Li Dafu insisted on paying a few taels of silver, but Yi Ning refused to accept it. In the end, he couldn't handle them anymore, so he bought a few gourds of fine wine and prepared to drink and play on the road.
"There's a hard dirt gallery in front."
Yi Ning looked up and saw that the road ahead began to widen, and a rammed earth road that could be passed by a carriage connected to the mud path.
Thousand-year-old ginkgo trees grow on both sides of the dirt road. It is the time when the ginkgo leaves are falling. The ginkgo leaves sway with the winter wind, covering the ground with a thick carpet.
This road is the official road of Daqian State and is named Jinlin Corridor on the national map.
The reason why it is called a hard dirt corridor is to mock the officials who built the road for their greed for money. They used the money allocated by the Ministry of Household Affairs to build the gravel road and built it into a rammed dirt road.
This official road leads directly to Fuyang City, which is the closest city to Lijiacun and the farthest road these mountain men have traveled.
However, this city is not Yi Ning's target. This place is still too close to Lijia Village.
So where to go next?
No matter how far away it is, there is no map of Lijiacun.
"This world is so big, it just depends on where you go."
Yi Ning stopped thinking about it and looked back at the starting point of his life.
I don’t know when I can come back.
Then he found the path under his feet and moved straight forward without looking back.
After walking a few steps, he stepped on the hard soil corridor, stepping on ginkgo trees, and the leaves were very soft.
Keep moving forward, day after day.
Yi Ning didn't even know how far he had walked or how long he had walked, but he must have passed Fuyang City anyway.
During this period, I collected a lot of herbs and ate a lot of game.
As a result, Yi Ning had no choice but to weave another bamboo bag and carry it behind her back, preparing to pack more fruits.
Although he doesn't need to eat now, he can't live up to the delicious food.
...
Snowy night, deserted temple.
A broken lamp swayed in the snow, reflecting the collapsed mountain gate like a bean.
A young scholar tightened his torn cotton-padded jacket, looked left and right, and walked towards the dilapidated temple with great vigilance.
"The Taoist bless me, the Buddha bless me, I am still a virgin, my yang energy is strong, don't disturb me by demons."
The scholar clasped his hands and muttered a few words to embolden himself, then picked up the candle at the door of the temple and walked into the temple.
He was so nervous that he completely ignored why there were lights on in a dilapidated temple.
It was snowing heavily and the night was getting darker.
A strong wind blew into the deserted temple, blowing the big candlelight. The flames swayed, and the young scholar's figure was swayed left and right. The elongated black shadow was like a ghost in the ruined temple.
But this "ghost" frightened its owner.
The scholar kept praying to God and worshiping Buddha in his heart, and his steps became faster and faster. After a while, he came to the main hall of the temple.
The scholar raised his head and looked at the plaque in the main hall. The plaque had long been damaged, and the word "Ox God" was vaguely visible.
He took a deep breath, clenched his fists to cheer himself up, and then pushed open the wooden door of the hall.
Because he had fled in panic and the candle had been extinguished, the scholar had no choice but to approach the main hall in the dark.
He bowed to the statue of the god in the temple under the moonlight: "The young man came to the house to take the exam, and encountered heavy snowfall. He stayed for a night, and asked the gods to bless him. When the young man comes to be named on the gold list, he will reshape the golden body for the immortal."
After these words and deeds, the scholar felt a little more at ease, and was about to find a place to lay down a quilt when a male voice suddenly appeared, making him jump up in fright.
"There are no monsters here, no need to worry."
Yi Ning smiled at the scholar. He thought his tone was very kind.
Then he saw the scholar take out a butcher's knife from the package.
Yi Ning twitched the corner of his mouth, the scholar rushed to take the exam with a butcher knife?
"Who! Come out!" The scholar's voice was loud, holding up the knife and waving it wildly towards the darkness.
Judging from Yi Ning's night vision, he could clearly see the opponent's trembling legs.
"call."
Yi Ning blew gently, and the fire stick in his hand ignited.
The fire was not bright, but it was very obvious in the temple.
"Don't be nervous, I'm a human being." Yi Ning shined a fire stick on his face.
The scholar confirmed again and again, and then breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the shadow behind Yi Ning.
Fortunately, Yi Ning wrapped all his hair in a hood, otherwise the scholar would not believe that he was a normal person if he had white hair.
After putting away the butcher's knife, the scholar raised his hand to Yi Ning and said, "Xu Yaochen, a young man, is from Dandong County. I have met the young master, but I don't know how to call him."
"Hello, Mr. Xu, my name is Yi Ning."
"Mr. Yi is laughing. It's just that there are legends of evil spirits in this area, and Xiaosheng is really scared."
"oh?"
Yi Ning exclaimed.
Xu Yaochen thought that Yi Ning didn't believe it, so his tone was very urgent: "It's absolutely true, my classmate saw it with my own eyes!"
"Then is your classmate dead?"
"Um...that's not the case."
"That's right."
"Right to what?"
"The right thing is that there is indeed an innocent ghost here."
Yi Ning replied with a smile on her face.
These words frightened Xu Yaochen to the point of picking up the butcher's knife again.
"Hey, Mr. Xu, don't be anxious."
Yi Ning waved his hand and explained, "You who read the books of sages may not know much about folk ghosts. Although this evil ghost is a lonely ghost, he is a good ghost."
"What a ghost?" Xu Yaochen still didn't believe it.
Yi Ning finished his words: "The wronged ghost refers to the ghost transformed by a person who died due to injustice. If he can appear in front of you, most of the time he thinks that you have the ability to redress his grievances."
"Understood?" Yi Ning smiled.
"Ah? Is it a good thing to meet someone who is wronged? Prove that I am a person with a sense of justice and courage?" Xu Yaochen looked surprised, but he was no longer afraid.
"Yeah, almost."
"Master Yi is really knowledgeable. He knows all these secrets. I admire him!"
"It's not that I'm knowledgeable."
"That is?"
Xu Yaochen was a little confused and looked at the man in white robe opposite.
Yi Ning, on the other hand, turned his head and looked outside the hall.
The scholar followed Yi Ning's gaze and saw that it was dark outside and there was nothing.
Just when Xu Yaochen was confused, a pair of pale palms clicked on the door frame of the hall.
"Because I saw him." At this time, Yi Ning answered with a calm expression.
"..."
Xu Yaochen opened his mouth, and after being silent for a while, he let out a cry for help like a butchering pig.
"Help! Damn it! Mom, I want to go home!"
