Cangyun looked around, although there were still a few travelers who did not get up, but the old man of last night was long gone. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Cangyun hurriedly touched his arms, and the golden leaf was indeed gone.

Cangyun was in a cold sweat.

"Am I on the way?" Cangyun asked himself in disbelief.

Now there is no need for others to tell Cangyun, Cangyun knows that he was stolen by the enthusiastic old man last night in his sleep, and he was not even a little wary.

Why don't you remember a single word of the sinister rivers and lakes that people often say?

As a quasi-vener, although he often faces danger, when should he worry about such a young person?

Cang Yun secretly cursed himself countless times in his heart, and saw that there was still half a cake that he had eaten last night, could this be that the old man deliberately stayed to laugh at him? In anger, Cang Yun took a bite of the cake fiercely.

In the evening, Cangyun felt chills on his body, and he woke up.

Cangyun's head was a little dizzy, and he found that the people around him were looking at him strangely, Cangyun shook his head and rubbed his lower arm.

"Where's Lao Tzu's clothes!"

Cangyun was stunned to find that his shirt had also been stolen, and now there was only a pair of pants and a pair of shoes left on his body, and nothing else.

The waves in Cangyun's heart are monstrous, and five thunders are thundering.

I sat there stunned for a long time.

Another group of tents were set up, and a little girl with a pair of ponytails who looked like she was five or six years old ran up to Cangyun and asked in a crisp tone, "Big brother, why don't you wear clothes?"

Cangyun smiled wryly, not knowing how to answer the little girl.

"Big brother, it's very cold at night, aren't you cold without clothes?" asked the little girl innocently.

Cang Yun remembered that the temperature difference between day and night in the Western Regions was very large, and it was indeed very cold after nightfall, would he freeze to death without clothes?

Silently dying, silently rotting.

Cangyun suddenly felt a burst of fear, and his body trembled involuntarily.

This is the fear that only mortals have, the instinctive fear of death, Cangyun was surprised to find that he would be afraid, and quickly suppressed it with a strong mind.

Seeing that Cangyun did not speak, the little girl pursed her lips and jumped back to the tent set up by her parents' caravan. After a moment, Cangyun heard a shout, and the distance was far away, and Cangyun couldn't hear the content clearly.

Not long after, the little girl came back with red eyes, snorting, and holding a ball of cloth: "Big brother, I want my father and mother to take you in, but they don't let me, and they scold me for being ignorant and not knowing the sinister rivers and lakes, but I don't think the big brother is a bad person." ”

Cangyun smiled bitterly, such a young child at least has the concept of sinister rivers and lakes in his heart, he is ambitious, and he claims to be supreme in vain, and he actually follows the Tao of a mortal old man, isn't it inferior to this child?

"Big brother, the caravan won't let you take you in, I'll bring you a quilt and something to eat, you can take care of yourself. The little girl put the cloth bag at the feet of Cangyun and ran back to the caravan's tent, Cangyun saw several men pressing the hilt of the knife on his waist from a distance, as long as Cangyun had the slightest intention of being unfavorable to the little girl, the men would immediately draw their knives and rush over.

Cangyun understood their thoughts, and the appearance of a person without clothes in this untimely place was most likely the beginning of a hoax.

Doubt is a necessity to survive here.

It's a borderline of wilderness, bordering on the edge of lawlessness.

It was getting late, Cangyun opened the cloth bag, and found that there was an old sheepskin bag inside, which contained half a bag of water and a hard cake, and the quilt that the little girl said was the cloth bag itself, a tattered carpet, which may have been a blanket that was used to be used in the tent, because it was seriously damaged, it could no longer be used as a blanket, and at this moment, it became Cangyun's only support for heating.

Cang Yunbei started from his heart, did he want to eat such a groaning food?

The dignity of the quasi-dignity made Cangyun resist strongly in his heart.

Cangyun sat there with his legs crossed, silent.

The night is getting colder, and the feeling of hunger hits, after all, Cangyun has only eaten a few bites of drugged cakes from last night to now, and the night wind makes Cangyun's skin tremble.

I don't know how many years, Cangyun has not felt like this, cultivators, can be injured, can die, but there is no hunger and cold. Unconsciously, Cangyun had already taken the piece of cake that had been left in his hand for a few days, and took a bite hard, and the chewed and broken hard cake gave Cangyun a satisfaction that he had never felt before, and the satisfaction of being filled with food in an empty stomach. The dried bread crumbs stuck to Cangyun's esophagus, causing Cangyun to hurriedly unscrew the sheepskin bag and pour fresh water with a strong fishy smell into his mouth.

The water had been sucked away by the night of the Western Regions, and the feeling of clear water ran through Cangyun's throat and chest. A few mouthfuls of bread refilled Cangyun's empty body, although this could only provide Cangyun with the most basic energy, which could be described as difficult to swallow.

There was an indescribable stench on the broken blanket, full of dust, but the clouds could only wrap it around to survive the long night.

The night was so cold, Cangyun was shivering all night, Cangyun knew that without this tattered blanket, he would not be able to survive the cold night in the Western Regions, for a long time, Cangyun fell asleep.

Early in the morning, the coldest time of the day, Cangyun opened his eyes, glad that he had not frozen to death.

The surrounding business travelers have already begun to pack their belongings, cook a light breakfast, and prepare to start the day. The caravan where the little girl was also got up early, and Cangyun could see a neat and steaming cauldron from a distance, and he didn't know what kind of food was boiling in it, Cangyun couldn't help but think of the scenery that he cooked all kinds of demon clans when he was a chef in the White Tiger Family. The little girl jumped over again, bringing half a hot white-flour steamed bun to Cangyun, and then was called back by her parents.

Cangyun didn't know whether to applaud the innocence of the little girl, or remind the little girl that people are sinister. In any case, this little girl is Cangyun's life-saving benefactor, and if it weren't for this little girl, Cangyun would definitely die in the indifference of the surrounding crowd, dying in obscurity.

The quasi-venerable who is famous in the five upper realms will die here quietly, and then rot lonely, leaving no trace.

And Cangyun didn't even know the name of the little girl, and probably the little girl's parents wouldn't let the little girl easily tell a stranger what her name was.

Do you want to go back to the City of Light?

Cangyun didn't know if he could walk back to Guangming City, it was a few days of travel, Cangyun understood that the probability of meeting an angel like the little girl again was almost zero, and he was very likely to die of starvation on the way back to the city. Without the golden leaf on his body, Cangyun is an orphan abandoned by this world.

The strategy with the greatest probability of being able to save one's life is to go to the next city, and Cangyun can reach it in one day. There, Cangyun was at least able to make sure that he found a shelter from the elements. After thinking for a long time, after eating the steamed buns that had begun to get cold, Cangyun wrapped himself in a tattered blanket and began to march.

After walking for an hour, the feeling of hunger soon swept back again, and the ability provided by the steamed buns eaten in the morning had already been exhausted step by step by Cangyun's feet, and after walking for two hours, Cangyun's legs were extremely heavy, and his body was weak, until nightfall, Cangyun saw the city wall of the town, like a black mountain, standing in front of him. The gates of the town have long been closed, except for the tents set up by a few caravans who have not caught up with the city, the outside of the city is vast, because this is outside the city, not bound by the rules set by the lord of the city, and this is a place where the caravans gather, a place where wealth gathers, and some notorious bandits will venture here to plunder, so the caravans try their best to rush to the city to spend the night.

Tonight, the travelers stationed outside the city were in a relaxed mood, for the caravans who had not been able to enter the city had set up less than ten tents, and they were very small, a scale of which would not arouse the interest of the robbers, but would be safe. Cangyun was in the same area as these caravans.

None of the tents were willing to let Cangyun get closer, and if Cangyun tried to get close to the bonfire to keep warm, what was waiting for him was a merchant who was like a great enemy, armed with a sharp blade, and shouted at Cangyun to get out of the way, otherwise he would have to cut Cangyun into pieces. Because Cangyun's attire was so strange and suspicious, no caravan would risk accepting someone like Cangyun, a lone man draped in a torn blanket and unkempt hair, wandering outside the city walls after dark. All the business travelers unanimously judged that Cangyun was either a madman, a fool, or a bandit with ulterior motives, no matter what the situation was, he was a dangerous element and could not be accepted.

Cangyun can understand the thoughts of these business travelers, but how can Cangyun not be sad and indignant?

Cangyun's remaining food was only bread less than the size of a palm, which was as hard as iron, which cost Cangyun a lot of time, at the cost of swollen and sore cheeks. It was a rare drizzle at night, and it was even colder, and Cangyun could only wrap himself tightly in a broken blanket and hide in the hole in the city gate. The city gate hole outside the city is very shallow, no matter how Cangyun adjusts his posture, there is always a part of it exposed in the misty drizzle, and the feeling of raindrops falling on the body is like silver needles, stinging nerves.

In the City of Light.

Zhao Hong, Bei Mingzheng, Huang Erniu, and Ha Tietongga sat in the meeting hall of the General's Mansion, and there was no moon on the table in front of Zhao Hong, and a bunch of gold leaves. Three soldiers knelt on one knee in front of Zhao Hong.

"This is the result that you want to report to me?" Zhao Hong's eyebrows rose slightly.

Zhao Hong was rarely angry, and he was obviously very annoyed with such an expression.

Huang Erniu's face was even more gloomy, and he was about to drip black water.

"Yes, Your Highness, this morning an old man touched porcelain, but the driver of the car took care of reading and did not pay attention to the old man, and directly pressed over, causing the old man to die on the spot. The inspection office immediately sent a patrol soldier to deal with it, and through a large number of visits, it was proved that the old man often blackmailed, and the coachman had been temporarily detained, and the sword was found from the old man, as well as the gold leaf engraved with the seal of the general's mansion. "The soldier at the head is the henchman of the lord who patrols the mansion, and when he knows that the situation is serious, he immediately returns Wuyue.

Zhao Hong looked at Huang Erniu: "General Huang Chao, what do you think about this matter?"