When Fang Jie woke up, he didn't know how many days had passed, just like he didn't know how many days it took him to chase from Jiangnan to Chang'an City. When he woke up, Fang Jie only felt a splitting headache. It was as if he drank a jar of old wine last night, and his mind was muddy and chaotic.
When he woke up, it took him a while to realize that he was in a carriage, and the carriage was staggering along without seeming to be in a hurry.
Then he saw those familiar and beautiful faces, but all of them were so haggard.
Almost all of his women were there, just as he chased Yang Jian all the way to Chang'an City, they also followed his footsteps to Chang'an. It's just that these are two completely different emotions. Fang Jie smiled apologetically at them, not knowing how to explain.
Then he discovered that no one blamed him.
"Let's sleep again, the genius is getting dark."
Mu Xiaoyao helped him cover the quilt, and the gentle warmth from his neck made him feel very comfortable and at ease. Shen Qingfan sat on the other side of him, while Mo Ningzhi sat by the window and looked out, as if the other party didn't care if he woke up or not. Then Fang Jie heard a snoring, not loud, but very deep.
Fang Jie found a fat man who was sleeping so soundly.
"This guy… "
Fang Jie shook his head and smiled.
"When we found you, he and you were on Luo Weiran's shoulders. We don't know where Luo Weiran is going to take you, but it seems that he has no malice towards you. But he didn't dare to stay in Chang'an any longer. out of town."
Mu Xiaoyao explained.
"How long have I been asleep?"
Fang asked.
"Seven days."
Shen Qingfan replied: "It's been more than half of the journey in Gyeonggi Province, and you just woke up. If you haven't been breathing steadily all the way, I'm afraid you will have the illusion that you are dead."
Fang Jie shook his head: "I chased from Jiangnan to Chang'an all by running... I don't know why, before Xiang Qingniu and I went to Yang Jian's camp, the chaos disappeared. Restless, I kept walking back and forth outside my room. I was thinking about the joint killing of Da Zizai with Yang Jian, but I didn’t care. After dawn, it was gone.”
"When we visited Guyuan City, we asked about your whereabouts. Before dawn, the soldiers watching the night saw the white lion galloping westward, but they didn't know where it was going. The speed of Chaos is too fast, even if someone sees you It's impossible to stop it, and besides, it only listens to you and Sasha, even if other people stand in front, it can't stop it."
Mu Xiaoyao said.
Fang Jie was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of the man in white he had seen before going to Yang Jian's camp. He said that he was going west, and then the white lion Hun Tuo left, also heading west.
Thinking of that person and that lion, Fang Jie suddenly realized something. He couldn't help but raised his hand and slapped it hard on the forehead, with an annoyed look on his face: "I'm so stupid, I didn't expect it to be him... But it's no wonder, Sasha told me that he had been dead for a thousand years, I really can't think of it. Alive. But now that I think about it, Dalun Mingwang can live for more than a thousand years, and he has created a practice, so he can't be worse than Dalun Mingwang."
"Who are you talking about?"
Shen Qing fan asked.
"Remember that man in white?"
Fang Jie said, "It's the man in white that you and Sa Sa chased after last time."
"who is he?"
Shen Qing fan asked.
"If I guess right this time... he should be Sa Sa's ancestor, the one who created the practice... He used to be king on the grasslands of the Western Regions, and King Dalun Ming was just his follower."
"Sang chaos?!"
Mu Xiaoyao and Shen Qingfan said the name almost at the same time.
They have all heard Sang Sasha tell her family's story, so they are no strangers to the name Sang Luan. Although the people of the Central Plains have never admitted that the practice of cultivation came from the Western Regions, everyone knows that the man named Sang Luan is the only fact in the world. It is that man who enlightened under the mulberry tree more than a thousand years ago that he will have the status of a practitioner for a thousand years.
"It can't be him?"
Mu Xiaoyao's eyes were filled with disbelief: "Sa Sa said he was already dead, he was killed by a surprise attack by King Dalun Ming."
"It can only be him."
Fang Jie said: "I remember that he cared about Sa Sa very much, and told me that if I betrayed her, he would kill me. He was merciful when Sa Sa attacked him several times, and when he knew that Sa Sa was pregnant, the expression in his eyes I still remember the joy. Just before I went to Yangjian Daying, he came to me and told me that he was going west. He also said that maybe he had thought about the order in this world, so he planned to go and see.”
"As soon as he left, Hun Chao disappeared."
"But… "
Shen Qingfan asked: "It's not like you haven't seen that white-clothed man before, and Hundun is also by your side, why didn't Hundun chase him away before?"
"Maybe..."
Fang Jie's heart tightened suddenly: "Hundred Chaos has a sense that is far more sensitive than human beings. Could it be that Sang Luan is in danger this time?"
After he finished speaking, everyone in the carriage fell silent.
"After we go back, I don't think it's better not to tell Sa Sa... She took Ning'er with her, and she was worried about you. This time we have been out for so long and we haven't had time to send a letter to report back. She must be anxious If you tell her that Sang Luan is still alive, she will be very pleasantly surprised, and then tell her that Sang Luan may die this time... I am afraid that she will not be able to bear such ups and downs."
Mu Xiaoyao said.
"It's cruel."
Shen Qingfan shook her head: "It's her right to know. Because she is a descendant of Sang Luan, no one is more qualified than her to know the truth."
Fang Jie's mind was a little confused, for a while it was Sang Sasha's pure and beautiful face, and for a while it was the man in white smiling and saying those irrelevant words to him. His body was still extremely weak, and his mind began to sink when he was thinking about too many things, and he fell asleep again not long after.
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Fang Jie didn't sleep for long this time, and woke up just before dawn. Compared with waking up yesterday, there is no headache, and the mental state is much better. He didn't rush to open his eyes, but first tried to feel the sea of Qi in Dantian. Under inspection, one can clearly feel that the seven qi channels reappeared in the dantian qi sea, even the unformed qi channel has become healthy.
Without the weird red color like the sea of blood, Fang Jie was still a little worried about whether the red color had something to do with Luo Yao.
Then, he smelled a burst of fragrance.
Opening his eyes and looking around, he saw the fat man sitting beside him, holding a chicken leg with relish, his hands and mouth were covered with oil stains, and there were many chicken bones thrown on his clothes and beside him...
"How much did you eat?"
Fang Jie couldn't help asking.
"Where is it that I am eating, it is clearly the little baby in my stomach who is eating..."
Seeing that Fang Jie woke up, Xiang Qingniu blushed and quickly explained. But this explanation was a bit weird, so that the people in the carriage couldn't help laughing. The few women want to laugh but are embarrassed to laugh presumptuously, and they feel a little uncomfortable when they purse their mouths, even the corners of Mo Ningzhi's mouth are hooked up, watching it is extremely hard to endure.
Seemingly aware of some ambiguity in his words, Xiang Qingniu immediately poohed: "Oh, oh, oh, oh... I'm talking about fish, and I'm feeding the fish!"
Fang Jie smiled and shook his head: "Are you all right?"
Xiang Qingniu didn't care about anything, rubbed his oily hands on the dirty Taoist robe, then tore off a piece of chicken and handed it to Fang Jie: "This is the mushroom we bought when we passed by Langgu County early this morning. Chicken, the taste is really good. Sister Mu bought seven, and the three of them ate one, and I only ate five and a half, and I left the best half for you... "
He looked at the chicken butt that he had torn off, obviously he couldn't continue talking.
"I bought three at first, but he ate two before walking thirty meters away..."
Mu Xiaoyao pursed her lips and smiled: "I have to go back and buy it."
"If you go out like this, who will believe that you are Daoist?"
Fang Jie said with a smile.
"Why do you care so much about him!"
Xiang Qingniu rubbed his stomach, and seemed to be a little bit unsatisfied: "Anyway, no one will believe that I am a Daoist when I go out now, and I still have scruples? And don't think that sister Mu's purchase of a few mushroom chickens is enough, That's because Sister Mu loves me. I chased after you and ran half of the Central Plains, how can you make up for the meat I lost?"
Fang Jie took a closer look, and found that Xiang Qingniu had actually lost weight and darkened. In the past, it was plump and juicy, like a white steamed bun just out of the pot, but now it looks like a bunch of buckwheat buns just out of the pot.
"I didn't catch up with you, Yang Jian died?"
Xiang Qingniu asked after clearing up his mood, and his tone became serious.
"died."
Fang Jie nodded: "I just didn't expect that the tiger would kill him."
"Pounce on the tiger?!"
Xiang Qingniu was obviously stunned, and after being silent for a long time, he sighed: "That black boy... it's really bitter, just thinking about it."
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The past few days have been a bit chaotic, so Fang Jie has forgotten the seasons. When he opened the curtains of the carriage and looked out, he was surprised to find that the trees in Gyeonggi Province were half bare, and a layer of leaves had fallen on the ground. It turned out that it was late autumn again. Day by day, year by year, it passed so quickly.
When I was chasing Yang Jian all the way before, I didn't pay attention to those fallen leaves.
"If you go back to Chang'an again, you should pay homage to him."
Xiang Qingniu's mood obviously hasn't recovered yet, Puhu killed Yang Jian and then took Yang Jian's body into the depths of the mausoleum, there is no need to doubt anything, Puhu's choice must be to leave this world with his elder brother. Xiang Qingniu is a man who looks naughty but has a simple and honest temper, somewhat similar to Pu Hu. Although the two of them haven't met a few times, it's strange that Pu Hu can be regarded as a best friend so easily.
This is the charm of Puhu's character, who can dare to call him ugly
"He's not ugly..."
Xiang Qingniu lowered his head and looked at his dirty Taoist robe: "I forgot to tell him."
"I forgot to tell him, too."
Fang Xie lowered the curtain and touched it, but he didn't touch the flagon or the pipe.
Mouth astringent, want to drink, want to smoke a cigarette.
"Should we go back to Chang'an again?"
Xiang Qingniu asked.
"Will do."
Fang Jie nodded: "When we go back, let Chang'an City change its appearance. The once solemn became lifeless, and the once grandeur became stiff... When we go back, we must not let Chang'an become so depressed. "
"suddenly I… "
Xiang Qingniu looked at Fang Jie and smiled bitterly: "I really want to raise a cow and feed it meat."