Tang Ying clutched the paper tightly and yelled at the night sky like crazy, venting his inner boredom. It took more than ten minutes to stop and gasp.

She asked Xiao'er, "Where did this bastard go?" ”

Xiao'er shouted to the west with her big round eyes. Tang Ying nodded, and ordered in an unshirkable tone: "You, you want to take me to him, do you hear?!" ”

Xiao'er seemed to see Tang Ying so tough for the first time, and she was no longer arrogant, and she gave a very cheerful name and landed on her shoulder.

Tang Ying didn't know how far he had to go to find him, so he decided to go to the city gate first to find Jin Wuwei and ask for a fast horse.

When he stepped on the westward avenue outside the city again, the owl flapped its wings and flew rapidly towards the west. Tang Ying thought that if Li Chunfeng couldn't be found tonight, then Xiao'er and Xiaomeng wouldn't be able to count on it during the day.

But time can't be wasted, if there is no clue about Li Chunfeng during the day. She went to Liangshan alone, where the modern Qianling was located after that! Now the only other clever warlock she can think of is Yuan Tiangang, if history is correct, Yuan Tiangang will definitely find the location of Qianling, which means that it is more or less possible for her to find him there. For the sake of her only friend Li Zhi, she is willing to bring Yuan Tiangang back to Chang'an at all costs!

She followed Xiao Meng towards the west, stopping and stopping, until she found that the sky was bright, and the two owls were so sleepy that they couldn't lift their heads, and they still didn't see Li Chunfeng's shadow.

She came to a small river and rested her horses while adjusting her frustration. After one night, her chances of finding Li Chunfeng were even slimmer. If Li Chunfeng was also going to Qianling, then she should have caught up a long time ago. But this whole night with Xiao'er, she has gradually determined that as Wu Mei analyzed, Li Chunfeng did not want to be an enemy of Yuan Tiangang, and finally chose to escape everything.

If this is the case, the world is so big that they may never see each other again.

Thinking of this, Tang Ying couldn't help but cover her face and cry. However, she didn't dare to let herself be overly sad, because she still had Li Zhi's life on her shoulders. Even if Li Chunfeng doesn't zaijian her, at least her life is not in danger, so at present, Li Zhi is more important.

She picked up the river and patted her face. Take out the compass that has accompanied you for many years from your corset. Although ten years have passed, she still remembers the day when she crossed the former Zuihou, and vaguely remembers that the driver said that Qianling is only 100 kilometers away from the city of Xi'an. Because she was very uncomfortable that day, she specially asked the driver how long it would take to arrive. The driver said that in addition to the time of traffic jams, it would be two hours.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but ignite a little fighting spirit again. Of course, there were no roads in ancient times, and there might be a lot of unjust roads, so she had to speed up and try to find Yuan Tiangang before he came back from Liangshan. Otherwise, she would not have time to return to Chang'an, and there would be no room for other ways.

So she hastily ate a few mouthfuls of dry food, and continued to mount her horse and gallop northwest.

When she finally gave up looking for Li Chunfeng, he was drinking mountain tea leisurely at a tea stall in a small mountain village.

Although his heart was empty, in a sense, he asked for all the fetters of the world, and the whole person inevitably relaxed. He sat still, unconsciously, from sunrise until noon, and then until the sun went down.

This small mountain village is not far from Chang'an, but it does not have the hustle and bustle of the big city, and is full of pastoral tranquility. While he was sipping tea, he watched the river flow past the entrance of the village, and several children grabbed fish in the river with their trouser legs and harpoons.

With innocent smiles on their faces, they compete with each other to see who catches the bigger.

Looking at these smiling faces full of youth and vitality, Li Chunfeng couldn't help but laugh along. Gradually, though, he felt that something seemed wrong.

He looked at the river, then at the children, and finally noticed that what caught his attention was that the children were catching fish too fast. Just in time for the tea stall shopkeeper's child, he ran back with a fish basket and said loudly to the middle-aged man in charge, "Father, you see I caught so many fish today!" ”

Instead of laughing, the man patted the back of the child's head in disgust, "You dead child, tell you not to catch these dead fish, you have to listen." These fish are strangely tight, and they all say that they can't eat them, so they have to take them home! If you look at the place where these fish were thrown the day before yesterday, they still smell even if they are buried in thick soil! ”

This sentence attracted Li Chunfeng's attention, and he asked the child for a fish and looked at it carefully. The fish's round eyes were full of red and black blood, and there was a black line passing through the pupils, which was very ominous. When I pinched the belly of the fish, the inside was fishy, and the yellow-black liquid flowed out of the mouth, as if it had rotted from the inside.

The shopkeeper of the tea stall politely said to him: "Don't dislike the guest officer. The water we use to make tea is a mountain spring, and we definitely don't use this river water, so you can rest assured. ”

Li Chunfeng threw the fish back into the basket and asked seriously: "May I ask the shopkeeper, where does the river water in front of the door come from, and how long has the situation of floating dead fish lasted?" ”

When the shopkeeper saw that he did not behave like a village man, he said to him very respectfully, "Lord Hui, this river is a branch of the Wu River, which flows from the side of Liangshan. About a few days ago, some dead objects kept drifting down from the upstream, and in the past two days, there have been more and more of them. I wonder if there's some weird plague. ”

Li Chunfeng saw at a glance from Fang Cai's dead fish that this should be the result of very vicious witchcraft. As a cultivator, this sense of justice to eliminate evil naturally rose again, forcing him to want to go in the direction of the Wu River to find out.

So, he gave up Jihua, who had been wandering, bought some dry food from the store, and prepared to go on the road.

Hearing that he was going to the direction of Liangshan, the shopkeeper worriedly dissuaded: "Please don't blame the people for listening to the ghosts and gods." Just a week ago in the evening, a large number of crows flew from the sky towards Liangshan, looking extremely ominous. Please think twice! ”

Crow, crow again!

For a moment, Li Chunfeng remembered what Hu Ji Tuomeng told him, and also remembered the flock of crows that fell full of branches when he saw Yuan Tiangang in Zuihou in Xishan.

Could it be that this incident has something to do with him?

His heart became heavy again, and he impatiently stepped on the white horse and ran towards Liangshan in the west.

On the other hand, Tang Ying was riding his horse to the northwest. The farther away from Chang'an, the sparsely populated it becomes. The shadows of the forest in the moonlight are full of shadows, and there are indescribable mysteries.

Finally, it was too dark to see the road clearly, and she decided to find a place to sleep first before making plans. She made a fire in the woods not far from the avenue, and lay down as comfortably as she could on her horse.

The summer nights are not cold, not to mention that she has white fire to protect herself. Bonfires are built to scare off wild beasts in the woods. In this era, wild wolves and foxes were everywhere, and there may have been large beasts such as tigers and bears.

It's just that it's so quiet today that even the crickets in the grass don't scream. All around her, only a gust of wind blew past her. She picked up branches from her feet and filled the campfire, which was high but twisted like a snake.