Chapter 15: Walk with Me
Sara...... Swati?
Wei Luoyi looked at the girl named Sara in front of her, strange and dazed.
Sara couldn't help but be a little disappointed when she saw that Wei Luoyi didn't remember herself at all, she frowned, then smiled faintly, and then hugged Wei Luoyi and leaned her forehead against hers.
"If you can't think of it, forget it, I'll always remember, but I have to go, otherwise when the two stunned people react that I'm lying to him, it will be terrible. With that, she let go of Wei Luoyi, smiled slightly, jumped back, and disappeared under the moonlight.
Looking at her fluttering figure, Wei Luoyi's mind was full of questions.
Who is she? Why is she helping me? Have I really seen her?
Just when she was puzzled, a hand slapped on her shoulder, she was startled, and when she came back to her senses, it was Qingyang and Yu Niang.
"Little Mo...... Oh no, is Su Mo leaving?" Yu Niang asked with a wary look around, worried.
"Hmm. Wei Luoyi nodded.
"Hey, it's infuriating!" Qingyang heard Wei Luoyi's reply, his face was unwilling, and he beat his chest, "If the old man is half a minute early, how can he just come and go." β
"He's going to the outskirts of the city, it's not far from the outskirts, and you should be able to catch up with him. Wei Luoyi looked at the old man of Qingyang and said with disdain.
"Then what, how can I leave you alone for the sake of personal grievances?" Qingyang said solemnly, and then began to call for Feng Yi, and then frowned exaggeratedly, "It's terrible, you need to be treated immediately, otherwise you will have to worry about your life." β
"Ahem, ahem. β
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yi immediately coughed and slowly opened his eyes.
"Don't speak, you're seriously injured and need to rest, I'll help you back to your room. Qingyang saw that Feng Yi woke up, covered his mouth, and did not give him a chance to speak, and immediately took him back to the Forgotten Worry Building.
When Wei Luoyi and Yu Niang saw each other, they looked at each other, but after this difficulty, the two of them were really tired, so they also followed into the building together and went back to their respective rooms.
The next day, Feng Yi called Qingyang and Wei Luoyi to his room, and after telling Qingyang about his intention to come to him, he took out the lotus platform he had brought with him.
However, he was disappointed, because whether it was Qingyang or Wei Luoyi, they were all members of the Eight Sufferings he was looking for, especially Wei Luoyi, and the Liantai didn't even show any signs of petrification, which made Feng Yi a little confused.
My God, what a naΓ―ve, happy, carefree person this person must be to make this lotus platform not react at all!
Feng Yi looked at the unresponsive lotus platform in his hand, and felt a little crying, and even wondered if the lotus platform was broken.
"Since I'm not the one you're looking for, old man, let's go our separate ways tomorrow. After confirming that he was not a member of the Eight Sufferings, Qingyang looked relieved, after all, he didn't want to get involved in the dispute between the two realms at all.
"That's it, since it's not eight bitterness, don't bother others, anyway, even if you bring it, you're a bad old man who can only play tricks. Wei Luoyi saw that Qingyang had no dedication to the country at all, so he sarcastically said angrily.
"What does the little girl know, it's because the medical fairy grandfather didn't play his strength. Qingyang immediately retorted.
When Wei Luoyi heard this, he smiled disdainfully, and was about to return the favor, but was interrupted by Feng Yi, only to see him say to Qingyang seriously: "Whether you are bitter or not, whether you have tried your best before, you must accompany me on the next trip." β
"Cut, what a big breath, what if I say no?" Qingyang glanced at Feng Yi, knocked on Erlang's leg, and said with a disdainful expression.
"You won't. Feng Yi smiled confidently and took out a picture scroll from his arms.
He unfolded the scroll, gave Qingyang and Wei Luoyi a look, and immediately put it away.
It was a portrait of a young girl, but Wei Luoyi didn't have time to see the specific details clearly, but it was Qingyang, who obviously only glanced at the scroll, but the expression on his face was extremely shocked.
"This is ......" Qingyang looked incredulous, and reached out to snatch the scroll in Feng Yi's hand, "Quick, give the painting to the old man again, I'll take a look." β
Feng Yi grabbed the painting handle and shrank back, dodging Qingyang's hand, and said, "Follow me, the painting is yours." β
"Okay, okay, it's all up to you, it's all up to you, can't you?" Qingyang looked flustered, nodded again and again, quickly snatched the scroll from Feng Yi's hand, and re-examined the person in the painting.
After a moment, Qingyang laughed excitedly, "It's her! It's her! It's really her!"
Seeing him so excited that he almost cried, Wei Luoyi also curiously re-examined the person in the painting.
It is a painting of a white-robed girl enjoying plum blossoms in the snow, although the painting is exquisite, but it is not the best, but the person in the painting is very special, different from ordinary women, she has a flame-like flower on her forehead.
I think it was precisely because of this flower that the old man was sure that the woman in the painting was the person he was looking for.
Wei Luoyi thought to himself, and asked Feng Yidao: "Who is the woman in the painting who is the old man?"
"Probably the most important person in his life. Feng Yi smiled slightly, replied, and then stood up, "Okay, it's not too early, now that I've seen the painting, let's set off immediately." β
"Now?" Hearing his words, Wei Luoyi and Qingyang were dumbfounded.
"Now, of course, so you two hurry back to the house to clean up, and I'll wait for you downstairs." Feng Yi smiled faintly, then walked to the head of the bed and tied the package that had already been packed to his body, and then walked out of the door.
Seeing him leave so decisively, the two looked at each other with a blank expression, and then hurried back to their respective rooms, packed their packages, and went downstairs to meet him.
After the meeting, the three of them said goodbye to the reluctant fish girl and set off for the next destination.
Unlike before, this time Feng Yi chose the waterway, and although Qingyang insisted on opposing it, he finally obediently followed the boat.
This is the first time Wei Luoyi has taken such a big boat, and he feels extremely excited, but an embarrassing thing happened, after the boat sailed together, because he couldn't stand the bumps on his clothes, Wei Luoyi and Qingyang actually vomited.
In this way, after vomiting for three whole days, the two finally arrived at their destination - Suzhou when they were dying.
People are timed, the moon is in the sky, the rivers are quiet, the snow falls in Suzhou, the night is cold, and the poetry is full.
The accompanying boat passengers chanted a poem as soon as they got off the boat, "The grass on the shore of Jinling is flat at night, the sunset is bright, and the water is ruthless." Generations of prosperity, dark and fleeting waves. There is a Youlan Pavilion on the moon, such as the mirror of the Yiren Gusu. β
"Therefore, when you come to this Suzhou City, if you don't go to Youlan Pavilion, you will definitely regret it for life. β
"Brother has a good opinion, and the foolish brother thinks so too. β
"The so-called heroes see the same thing. β
"Shame on shame, why don't you go to the Holy Land?"
"Very good, very good. β
Hearing the conversation of the fellow shipmates, Feng Yi and Qingyang glanced at each other, apparently planning to go to the Holy Land with those heroes.
Wei Luoyi saw the two of them smiling evilly, and guessed in her heart that the so-called holy land must not be a good place, but she couldn't resist the two of them, and in desperation, she could only go to the most prestigious restaurant in Suzhou City-Youlan Pavilion with the two of them.
Sure enough, as she expected, it was a land of fireworks and green willows.