In Qinghe County, not even a pony can be found.
Another early morning, when the mist dispersed, a girl wearing a Qingyun Taoist robe stood in front of the county monument in the east of Qinghe County, waiting for the donkey cart that could take her out of Qinghe County.
The communication between Qinghe County and the outside world is quite closed. There are only two donkey cart trips a day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. Each trip is a round trip.
If you don’t come early in the morning, you’ll have to wait until the afternoon to leave.
On the dirt road outside the county that has been neatly maintained, the rhythmic sound of donkey driving can be heard. The driver wears a straw hat and drives the donkey cart slowly out of the mist.
Seeing the familiar figure next to the county monument, the driver sounded a little surprised!
"Hey, isn't this a girl? Why did you come yesterday and leave today?"
Yun Ranmo held the yellow flag in his hand and looked at the familiar face in front of him, and couldn't help but smile.
"Old man, we meet again."
Some old coachmen grinned, pointed at the back of their cars and shook their heads helplessly.
"Hum, I'm the only one here who has nothing to do. I just need to find something to do for myself."
"Little girl, you have also seen that you have seen me twice in total, and there have been no other guests except you."
"Qinghe County is poor. Not many young people are willing to stay here all their lives."
"Those who plan to leave have already left, and there is no need for me to see them off every day."
"Girl, there is still some money left over from the money you gave me yesterday. Today, I will not charge you any more fare."
Yun Ranmo was slightly touched when he heard the words of the old man in front of him.
She was about to refuse the coachman's kindness, but she hesitated for a moment and finally accepted it with a smile.
She cupped her hands and thanked the coachman in front of her.
"The elder gave it to me, and I dare not refuse. Thank you very much, old man."
"Oh, I have never read any books in my life. Little girl, please stop talking about these big principles."
"Besides, she is a girl and you gave me too much money. How can there be any reason given by the elders."
The coachman said this, but his face was full of smiles.
No one can hate such a polite and pretty girl.
"Seeing that the girl was so anxious when she came to Qinghe County yesterday, she is leaving today, but the matter has been completed?"
While the coachman was packing his things to give the little Taoist nun a place to get on the bus, he asked curiously.
He is not young, and several of his children are not at home. When he is bored, he finds someone to make a donkey cart by himself, and travels between Qinghe County and the slightly more prosperous Lianshan City next door every day.
I don't usually charge much money, and I mainly chat and laugh with customers from all walks of life to pass the time.
Yesterday, he was deeply impressed by this little girl. He categorically said that there was a big devil in this quiet and peaceful Qinghe County. She came today to kill the devil.
Why are you leaving so early this morning?
Hearing the coachman's question, Yun Ranmo, who had already gotten into the car, looked startled.
Then, she shook her head slightly and did not answer the question.
Then, the little Taoist nun didn't know what she thought of, and asked the old man in front of her with a little expectation in her eyes.
"Old man, I want to ask you, did you drive a guest yesterday afternoon?"
"It looks like he should be about the same age as me. He is a man with a handsome appearance..."
The coachman immediately shook his head when he heard this. He didn't get any guests yesterday afternoon.
After receiving a negative reply from the coachman, Yun Ranmo sighed slightly.
She originally thought that since the old man was the only one driving a cart to send people away from Qinghe County, maybe Jia Mingan was driving away in a donkey cart yesterday afternoon...
I don’t know how he escaped yesterday, or why he encountered a life-and-death crisis after one night...
The donkey cart started squeaking, even though Qinghe County was poor and had no money to build stone roads.
But it can be seen that the dirt roads outside the county are repaired by special personnel. Although they are not as flat as a road, there are rarely small pebbles and large pits.
"Old man, where are your children?"
The little Taoist nun was a little bored on the road, so she chatted with the driver.
Daqian has a vast territory, and the founder of the country divided it into ten villages and one county, ten counties into one city, ten cities into one capital, and ten capitals into one prefecture.
Then there are thousands of counties, thousands of cities, hundreds of capitals, and ten prefectures are combined into one county...
The southern territory is large, generally referring to the vast territory south of Daqian, covering more than ten prefectures and counties.
The master asked her to rush to the place where the Gu King's birthday party was held in southern Xinjiang alone. It would take at least a month for her to travel by herself.
She doesn’t know when her master and fellow brothers and sisters will come to Southern Xinjiang. She hopes they won’t wait until they arrive. She is still on the way...
"The few members of my family who failed to live up to expectations are no longer in Qinghe County."
"The little one in my family has a good reputation. He joined the county government and worked as a sergeant. I heard that if you perform well, you will have a chance to enter that town..."
"Is it the Prohibition Department?"
Yun Ranmo took over the conversation with a smile, without any airs.
She has such a nature. Although she is a member of the ninth class, her style is never extravagant or arrogant.
Even when facing an ordinary country coachman, there is no feeling of contempt or disgust.
"Yes, yes, that's what it's called. You have to be more knowledgeable, little girl."
"As soon as the little old man says it, you know what it is."
Yun Ranmo smiled and nodded. The Department of Suppression and Prohibition is a special law enforcement agency of Daqian. It is spread throughout the dynasty. It is chartered by the imperial power and is dedicated to maintaining the stability of Daqian's rule.
She has many senior brothers and sisters who work in the Suppression and Prohibition Department.
With a strong sense of officialdom and the unpredictable ability of Mingxiu, slaying demons is just a matter of time...
She originally wanted to be such a person, but unfortunately, she met a strange person in this place...
"The Prohibition Department is very powerful. This old man will be blessed in the future."
"Haha, thank you girl for your kind words."
The coachman laughed, but soon he explained with a smile.
"But in southern Xinjiang, we still have to look at the faces of the Miao family..."
"I heard from my children that it is difficult for the local government to do this in southern Xinjiang."
"From time to time, I encounter a Miao Gu Master that I can't afford to offend, and I feel very frustrated~"
Yun Ranmo pursed her lips slightly when she heard this, but said nothing more.
Because of her apprenticeship, she knew more than the coachman.
When the Great Qian Dynasty was founded, the land of Southern Xinjiang was already under the rule of the Gu King. Because the founding ancestor could not do anything about the Gu King of Southern Xinjiang, this created a special situation in which the officialdom of Southern Xinjiang was weak...
Not only that, outside the imperial power, people like them, Taoist Buddha, and other high-ranking people rarely appear in southern Xinjiang.
Southern Xinjiang nominally belongs to Daqian, but it has always been just the private land of Gu King and Miao people...
In this situation, she couldn't say more...
"Hey, hey, is junior sister here?"
Suddenly, Yun Ranmo heard a somewhat jumpy voice in his mind.
"Third...senior sister?"
The little Taoist nun looked strange and called out the owner of the voice with some hesitation.
"Yes, it's me, your senior sister!"
"I heard from the master that you were deceived by a cunning devil? You weren't deceived into anything, were you?"
Facing her senior sister's teasing, the little Taoist nun helplessly shook her head and retorted...
"I always feel like he doesn't look like that kind of devil..."
Before the girl could finish what she said in her mind, she heard a burst of unbridled laughter from the other end of her mind.
"Hahahahaha, senior brother, did you hear that?"
"Little Junior Sister...Little Junior Sister, she...hahahahaha!"
The female voice in her mind almost died of laughter, but soon her laughter was interrupted by a gentle male voice.
"Third Junior Sister, you are going a little too far."
"Little Junior Sister, your Third Senior Sister and I have arrived in Southern Xinjiang. Wherever you are, we will come find you."
"Senior Brother, are you here?"
Yun Ranmo was a little surprised when she heard this. If she remembered correctly, her senior brother and her third senior sister were both very busy people in the Suppression and Forbidden Division. How could they have time to come to Southern Xinjiang?
"Master, are they here too? Why did you come so fast this time?"
The girl's mind fell silent for a moment, and then she heard the two people on the other side answer her.
"No, it will take a while for Master to come. We are here first."
The jumping female voice that was still laughing crazily also returned to normal at this time.
"Don't worry, little junior sister, senior brother and I heard that you were cheated, so we came here in advance to help you get revenge."
"Don't thank us too much!"
When Yun Ranmo heard this, he immediately explained helplessly...
"Senior sister, you have never seen him. He really doesn't look like that kind of heinous devil..."
"I'm not stupid, can't I still tell who the bad guy is?"
…
On the border of southern Xinjiang, a man and a woman dressed in jet black robes rode two Shenjunlin horses slowly in the valley.
The slightly younger woman, with a lively temperament and a smile on her eyebrows, was fighting crazily with her junior sister in her mind.
On the other side, a man with a calm temperament and an upright figure opened the leather scroll in his hand with a serious look.
As the scroll was opened, there were only iron paintings and silver hooks on it, which were sharp and sharp, but the six characters were a bit dazzling...
"Southern Xinjiang, the King of Suffering has been around for a long time!"
King Gu's long life is approaching, and it's time for Southern Xinjiang to truly return to the hands of the Daqian royal family...
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