Qingli drew the soul book in his rucksack. There was a woman from Xucheng on it, named Hou Nianting. Qingli received the soul scroll, walked forward, and asked the storyteller, "Excuse me, is the fourth lady of the Hou family called Hou Nianting?"
Mr. Storyteller heard Qing Li's voice and looked at her with a complex expression, and said, "These four young ladies have always been taboos. The girl shouldn't say it again, so as not to cause trouble to her upper body."
Qingli sneered, "Did you just say that she was in the palace?" The storyteller said in a puzzled manner: "People are dead, so naturally they are buried in the palace."
Qingli nodded and continued to ask: "So, what year is it now, and how long is it since the first year of Chengyu?" This is good, not only the storyteller looked at her weird, and even the people who sat down began to whisper. stand up.
"This girl is so strange that she would ask the year of Cheng Yu, isn't it almost a hundred years since the year of Cheng Yu?"
"Isn't it? She didn't even know Shu Hui for three years. I really don't know where she came from."
Qing Li listened to their words indifferently, and after clearing out the doubts in his heart, he turned and left, walking with emotion. For him, it was only a few months before returning to the human world again. For a hundred years, those deceased people must have ceased to exist.
I felt sore in my heart, but did not stop. I walked to the station and then slowly walked in. The boss was making an abacus, still muttering words in his mouth, and Qing Li walked forward.
He said to the boss: "I want to buy a horse, and I want the one with the fastest pace." Seeing that there is business, the boss hurriedly raised his head and said with a smile: "Hey, girl, please come with me, the horse at my station. It's the best family in this area of three hundred miles, you can rest assured."
Qingli followed him to the stables, but he caught a dark black horse with a glance. The horse was huge, with a neat and sassy mane. Qingli liked it very much, and pointed out, "That's it."
The boss clapped his hands and said: "The girl has a good eye! This horse is a black horse, but the price is, hehe, it's not cheap."
Qingli sneered, and said, "Furthermore, don't worry, I won't be able to pay." The boss then took a closer look at Qingli, but she was now covered with a veil, and the boss only felt that Qingli was veiled. The indispensable thing with beautiful eyes seems to be hooked.
After a moment of stunned, he slowly said, "It seems that the girl is predestined with this horse, so let's give it fifty taels."
Qing Xingyi estimated that the price is not too expensive, so he picked up a fifty-two denomination bank note and handed it to him. The boss took the horse out and handed it to Qingli, saying, "Girl, be careful. Ah, this horse has a strong temper, but it's not easy to tame."
Qingli reached out and touched the horse's mane. It seemed to be able to feel the warmth of Qingli's hand, nuzzling Qingli's shirt with her nose, and she smiled: "Isn't this very cute?"
After that, he stretched out his hand to take the rein, and turned the horse on his side. The boss was still wondering, "It's weird, who is the girl, even Mo Ma has become obedient."
Qing Li turned the subject away, and asked, "I would like to ask the boss, which direction Nanfeng City is heading from?" The boss reacted after a long while and said with a smile: "The girl is from a different place, and Nanfeng City is not the former imperial city. Was it the old name? Since the death of Emperor Chengyu, his name has been changed and it is now called Fengdu."
After that, he pointed to the side road and said, "Girl, go out of this road, and then go straight north. After passing a mountain village, you will be the gate of the capital."
When Qing Li heard the words "Emperor Cheng Yu", his heart was tense and a little painful, but he quickly recovered his expression and said, "Thank you, boss."
So he left the station. The sky was going to be late at this time, and the sunset at dusk was exceptionally beautiful. The horse walked slowly, Qing Li lightly closed his eyes, and let the breeze blow over her face, blowing her hair.
I don't remember how long ago it was. The man who used to be on the Li Jinxi Bridge gently hugged himself in such a beautiful scenery and gave her a beautiful dream.
Qingli sighed. Whether it’s the eagle or Songsong, they are all dead. Qingli stretched out his hand and patted the horse's side neck, and whispered, “I’ll give you a name, it’s Qimo. Okay?" Qi Mo seemed to be able to understand, and raised his forefoot, very happy.
After about three hours, Qingli didn't feel tired, and finally reached the gate of Fengdu. Qingli looked at the strange and familiar gate in front of him.
There was a desolation in my heart. At this time, the city gate was open, and the soldiers on both sides stood neatly and orderly with their swords erected. Qingli walked in front of her. Two soldiers stopped her, "Please dismount her."
Qingli dismounted her horse gently, and the soldiers circled her around her, and then said to her: "Recently, thieves are rampant. Please also ask the girl to take off the veil."
Qing Li didn't speak, and took off his veil. "See clearly, what kind of thief am I?" Qing Li's tone was very cold, but the soldiers were a little stunned to see them. They grew up so old and never I have seen a woman with such a beautiful appearance, and Qingli's voice is so beautiful, so he hurriedly said: "We offended, the girl just go in."
Qing Li didn't pay much attention to them, stretched out his hand to re-hang the veil, and took the rein tied to Qimo's neck, and walked slowly inward. Although it was late at night, it was brightly lit.
It is conceivable that the day’s closure will be so lively. There is a little girl walking on the empty street, but she is wearing a bright red jacket. The closure is in the midsummer season, but the little girl But it doesn't seem to feel the heat.
Qingli was a little strange at first, but later discovered that it was a lonely soul. The girl slowly walked over. When she saw Qingli, she ran over and said with a smile: "Sister, elder sister, have you seen my mother? "
Qingli frowned and looked at the little girl. Her eyes were very clear and innocent, and the pure branches emitted a bluish light. Qingli knelt down and stared at her and said: "I didn't see your mother, it's so late. , Are you separated from your mother?"
The little girl curled her mouth, clasped her hands tightly, and did not say anything for a while, Qingli reached out her hand and touched her cold cheek, the girl opened her eyes wide, "Sister, you can see me? Your hands are so warm, like a mother ."
As soon as the voice fell, tears fell, but before it fell on the ground, it turned into green smoke and dispersed. The girl said aggrieved: "I, I saw a lot of people walking by me, I was so scared."
Qingli's eyes felt a little bit of pity. After thinking about this girl, she didn't even know the fact that she was dead, so she coaxed softly: "Little sister, tell my sister, where did you come from?"
The girl shook her fat toot wind little face and said, "I don't remember, I only remember my mother's name is Hou Nianting, and I don't remember anything else. I asked a lot of people, but they ignored me."
Qing Li was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect this girl to be Hou Nianting's daughter, and said: "Then do you still remember where your mother was in the end?"
The girl frowned tightly, her eyes gradually turning blood red, her hands clenched tightly, "In the palace, it is in the palace, Father, ah! Don't ask me!"
Qingli hugged her into her arms, and after a few words in her mouth, the girl gradually calmed down. Qingli said softly: "Okay, it's all right, it's all over. My sister will take you to your mother. Good dear?"