In the snowstorm, the teenager in the wheelchair walked alone, the lonely figure was so inconspicuous in the silver-covered eyes, but so clear.
The wheelchair was rolling over the snow, and there was a clucking sound. Ning Chen had taken Tianshuangcao before, and the infuriating energy in his body was also cold, so he was not afraid of cold than most people, but the constant pain in his legs made him feel cold. His face was a little pale.
Before he knew it, it had been almost half a year since he came to this world. It was not long, but he had experienced ups and downs.
The northbound road has no purpose. Wherever Ning Chen goes, he has money from the academy, which he got from chopping wood.
Sometimes he spends the night in the wilderness, and when he is hungry, he eats some dry food or hits a hare or something. When he is thirsty, he can take a bite of snow. On snowy days, the most important thing is water.
It has been snowing for too long, pedestrians have rarely traveled, and the caravan is also waiting for sunny days.
Loneliness is the only and constant scenery. Gradually, Ning Chen got used to loneliness and the pain in his legs, so he didn't feel lonely or painful.
Habits can be a scary thing sometimes, and it can take everything for granted.
Shu Road is difficult, it is difficult to climb to the sky, Ning Chen is not walking the Shu Road, but for him, the snowy road under him is no less difficult than the Shu Road.
People only know how to cherish them when they lose them. Once they were young and frivolous, they are now looking back. All Ning Chen can do every day is to keep walking, sitting in a wheelchair, and walking.
Martial Dao's entry was much faster than before, and the sky of cold snow seemed to be of great help to his cultivation. Between turning his hands, frost and flowers condensed, like a little snow falling.
The cultivation of the acquired fourth rank is not bad in this world, not to mention, his cultivation time is less than half a year.
He is lucky. Since his cultivation, he has been guided by the rare powerhouses in the world. He even has contact with the dean, although he was still in a coma at that time.
After walking for five days, Ning Chen finally stopped seeing the endless wasteland. He came to an ancient city, Luoyue City.
The name of the ancient city is very special. I heard that there is a falling moon stream outside the city. It is very steep, but it is also the shortest road from the north to the south. Most of the caravans in the past chose to pass through the mountain stream, which saved a lot of trouble.
The snow has gradually stopped, and the sky has not yet cleared. However, people who have been holding back for more than a month still go out of the house, shoveling snow, and go to the streets.
The ancient city gradually became lively, with the clamor of things being sold, the haggling of passers-by, the quarrel of husband and wife, and the cries of children when they were beaten.
Ning Chen was sitting in a wheelchair, quietly watching the world, with a calm mood, like a passer-by, in fact, he was really just a passer-by.
"drive"
Suddenly, the sound of hurried horse hooves broke the calm. On the street corner in the distance, one person and one horse galloped quickly on the street. In an instant, passersby panicked and jumped.
Ning Chen was in the middle of the street, so he could dodge in time, but when he was about to turn his wheelchair to dodge, his hands stopped again.
Why is he hiding
Wasn't he hiding enough in his life
On the street, people were already scattered, and the only horse that came galloping was Ning Chen who was sitting in the middle of the road.
Some people exclaimed, some were worried, and some were gloating.
In front of the crowd, there was a woman in a light blue shirt with beautiful eyebrows and a sad face, and she calmly looked at the young man in the middle of the road curiously.
The dark horse came running, and the young man above showed a sneer on his face.
"Bang"
There was a terrifying loud noise, the dark horse screamed, and among the snowflakes flying all over the sky, the boy in the wheelchair sat there steadily, motionless.
The boy's hand was on the black horse's face, so the black horse could not move an inch.
The young man on the black horse fell down with a bang, and he fell badly, with blood on his face.
"court death"
The young man immediately got up, his face full of grimness, he pulled out the sword on his waist and slashed at Ning Chen.
"Ugh"
Ning Chen sighed lightly, not knowing what he was sighing.
The next moment, an ordinary hatchet swung the most perfect edge.
Why is it said to be perfect, because Ning Chen has been wielding this knife for more than two months, and I don't know how many times.
"Ding"
With a crisp sound, the sword in the young man's hand snapped, without any suspense.
The young man was stunned, and the pedestrians on the side of the road were also stunned. Only the young man quietly turned the wheelchair and left slowly.
The curiosity in the beautiful woman's eyes grew stronger, strange young man.
Ning Chen felt the curious eyes of the women in the crowd, and after taking a look, he continued to leave. The beautiful woman just looked a little sick. Although she concealed it well, her faint tiredness could not be concealed.
During the journey, the encounter between people is fate and God's will. Ning Chen turned the wheelchair and passed the woman, no longer looking at each other, no longer looking back, and gradually drifting away.
"Miss" beside the woman, an old woman called softly.
"He's very similar to me." The woman's eyes flashed with fatigue, and she said softly.
"Miss is the smartest person in the world, no one can compare to Miss," the old woman affirmed.
"He's like me"
The woman said it again, her tone was flat, but there was an undeniable majesty.
Hearing this, the old woman was silent, not daring to refute any more.
"let's go"
The woman opened her mouth and walked in the opposite direction of the boy.
The brief episode did not change anything. One was going north, the other was going south, and passing each other was the fate of the previous life.
The scenery of the northern country is the most beautiful. Ning Chen stayed in Luoyue City for a day. At night, seeing the different prosperity of this ancient city and the imperial city, there was a hint of nostalgia in his calm heart.
"There's a ghost"
Outside the city, a shrill cry came, and soon, the whole city was terrified, and a ghost sedan appeared from Luoyue Stream.
Many people witnessed this terrifying scene, and they all ran back like crazy.
Ning Chen was originally the least believer in ghosts and gods, but now he is confused.
If there are no ghosts and gods in the world, then what will happen to his experience
To deny ghosts and gods, to a large extent, is tantamount to denying his existence.
Ning Chen pushed the wheelchair towards Luoyuejian. He really wanted to see if there were any ghosts or gods in this world.
There were obviously people in the city who had the same idea as him, but they rushed over curiously when ordinary people couldn't escape.
The woman in the light blue shirt was one of them. She was about to leave the city and turned back.
"Miss, you are weak, you shouldn't approach these ghostly things," the old woman persuaded softly with a worried expression on her face.
"There should be no ghosts in this world." The woman's beautiful face did not change much, and she replied calmly.
The old woman knew that she could not persuade her, so she could only follow her up. She was not afraid of ghosts, but the young lady was too weak.
The cold wind blew, the woman's face paled, and she coughed a few times, but the steps under her feet still did not stop.
At night, the mountain stream outside the city was very cold, especially after more than a month of intermittent heavy snow, the snow covered the mountains and the road of the mountain stream was blocked. The shallowest snow was thicker than the knees, making it difficult to move forward.
When the crowd came to the mountain stream, the ghostly sedan chair had disappeared, the ox head and horse face, black and white impermanence disappeared, only the cold and evil breath lingered in the mountain stream for a long time.
The "Ghost Girl" woman looked at it for a long time, and then said two words lightly.
"There should be no ghosts in this world"
At this moment, a confused voice came and responded.
A sneer flashed across the beautiful woman's face, and she said, "There are even monsters like innate in this world, why can't there be ghosts?"
Ning Chen was silent, then replied after a while, "Xiantian was also a human in the past"
The woman snorted coldly and said, "How do you know that ghosts were not human before?"
Ning Chen was silent again, not knowing how to answer.
Didn't see what they wanted to see. In front of the mountain stream, most of the people left in disappointment. Ning Chen also turned around the wheelchair and walked towards the city.
The woman stepped forward and stood behind Ning Chen. A pair of slender and beautiful hands pushed the wheelchair. Without further ado, she pushed it quietly.
The old woman's eyes flashed with surprise, not because of her identity as a young lady. She was surprised that this scene seemed too natural, as if it should be like this.
"Thank you," Ning Chen said softly.
"Yeah." The woman accepted it calmly.
The two were one after the other, Ning Chen was sitting in the wheelchair, the woman was pushing the wheelchair, and she didn't say much, but walked quietly. In the night, the moon, which was covered by dark clouds, occasionally showed a hint of moonlight, and she was very shy in the blink of an eye. shrink back.
"Please ask the girl's name"
"Moon Spirit"
"How about you, son?"
"Ning Fan"
The two said their names, Ning Fan said it at will by Ning Chen, and Yueling was also chosen by a woman at will.
For the two of them, the name is just a title, what is the difference between true and false.
"Young Master Ning, where do you want to go?" Yueling asked.
"North, where is Miss Ling?" Ning Chen asked casually.
"South," Yueling replied.
“What a coincidence”
"yes"
The two walked around the city at will, with the old woman following behind, not getting too close.
The night in Luoyue City is very beautiful. In front of the riverside in the city, the lights are bright, and the cold weather can't stop the talented and beautiful women from playing poems by the riverside. It's so romantic.
The land of fireworks is always more lively.
“The son seems to like this kind of place”
Yueling looked at Ning Chen, opened the mouth and said, the words were calm, there was no irony, just expounding a fact.
"I just remembered some old friends," Ning Chen replied.
This time, there was a flash of difference in Yueling's eyes, Ning Chen didn't seem like a person who was nostalgic for fireworks, how could there be an old friend in such a place.
Ning Chen also didn't explain. Today, he saw some places in the city selling soap. The price is not expensive, and ordinary people can afford it. It seems that the woman in Yue Hanyi is not hopelessly bad.
For some reason, he just didn't like Yue Hanyi, even though he knew that Ling Yan Ge was pretty good to the women in it.
"I haven't been here for a long time, but I didn't expect that there is something called soap in the Central Plains." Seeing the prosperous scene in front of her, Yueling couldn't help sighing.
"Isn't the girl from the Central Plains?" Ning Chen asked.
"Heh" Yueling shook his head, and didn't want to talk about the issue any more.
"Master Ning, can you ask Yueling to take a pulse for you?"
"Does the girl still know medicine?"
Ning Chen asked strangely, but still stretched out his arm obediently.
"It's just a long illness."
Yueling replied calmly, and immediately put her fingers on the former's wrist.
After a while, Yueling withdrew his right hand and said, "Young Master seems to have been severely injured, and he fell from a height, causing serious injuries to both legs' meridians and bones."
"The girl is really a genius doctor," Ning Chen praised softly.
"I don't dare to be a genius doctor, but Yueling is a little curious. It's a miracle that the young master can survive the injury. I wonder which genius doctor has such brilliant medical skills?"
Yueling asked curiously, in the whole world, she has never heard of anyone with such medical skills.
Ning Chen was silent and did not answer.
Yueling didn't ask any more questions, but said slowly, "Actually, the son's injury is not completely hopeless. As far as Yueling knows, there are at least three things in the world that can cure the son's leg injury."
"What?" Ning Chen asked with narrowed eyes.
"The Heavenly Book of the Eternal Night Sect, the Tianchi of the Northern Mongolian Royal Court, and the Xiantian Pill of the Daxia Palace," Yueling said sternly. "Ha." Ning Chen chuckled lightly and said, "The girl is joking."