In the middle of the night, Li Qinghe added firewood to the fire, and the closer he got to southern Xinjiang, the air gradually became moister, and even the branches of the forest were rarely dry.

The thick smoke rose up, choking a little, but fortunately, it could be burned, at least it could avoid some beasts and poisonous insects, and give yourself a hot meal.

Putting up the cleaned fish with a wooden branch and gently leaning against the fire, Li Qinghe read the Taoist book while carefully guarding Zhao Fanfu not far away.

"Ordinary people are the most ordinary existence in the world, I am such a person, isn't it normal to be called Zhao Fanfu?"

After leaving the city, the young man who had been following Li Qinghe said this.

Normal, too normal, really worthy of your extremely ordinary face, Li Qinghe thought silently in his heart.

Since that day, Zhao Fanfu has really followed Li Qinghe, and this has been more than a month.

Until now approaching the southern border, he simply hid aside knowing that he was unpopular, but he still lingered, as if he was really just passing by.

But Li Qinghe didn't believe him because of this, and said that he had a strange poison in his body, and saw that he had just killed someone, if this was really an ordinary man, Li Qinghe committed suicide by throwing himself into the river on the spot.

There are many insects close to southern Xinjiang, even in winter, not to mention that it is autumn.

Annoying flying shadows and disturbing insect chirps came and went, Li Qinghe patted the dust on the Taoist book, and said to himself helplessly: "Don't say it, this smoke has smoked away a lot." ”

Time passed little by little, and Li Qinghe's sleepiness returned, not only because he was in a hurry to escape recently, but also because he was guarding against Zhao Fanfu, who hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time.

The crackling of the soggy wood fire, and the tender grilled fish without any seasonings are also a rare delicacy.

A stone was thrown over, and Zhao Fanfu stepped forward to sit aside, rubbing his chin: "This kind of fish will be old if it is roasted again, and the meat will be very woody, and it is just right now." ”

Li Qinghe was stunned for a moment, looked at the grilled fish, and hesitantly took it down.

The daily life of the two is like this, although Zhao Fanfu always follows behind, he will come up to talk from time to time, but Li Qinghe rarely pays attention to him.

"Wait, the tail has to be removed, it's poisonous when it's ripe. ”

"Why didn't you say it just now?" Li Qinghe asked rhetorically.

Zhao Fanfu was also by his side when handling this fish, and kept saying where to wash it and where to remove it, otherwise it would be poisonous to eat by mistake.

"Brother, you don't know, there are more strange things in southern Xinjiang than this, this fish tail is non-toxic, and it will be more flavorful when roasted with a tail, but it will change when it is cooked......"

Zhao Fanfu looked sure, Li Qinghe pulled off his tail suspiciously, and threw it on the ground, but Zhao Fanfu caught it with one hand, put it in his mouth, and walked away.

Laughing as he walked: "It's not okay to walk the rivers and lakes with this mentality, this fish tail is the most delicious place, hahaha......"

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Ten days later, Li Qinghe reined in the reins, squinted at the cottage in front of him, and covered his face with a wet cloth to prevent inhaling the miasma.

Zhao Fanfuce immediately stepped forward, stopped beside him, took off the wet cloth on his face, and said softly:

"Finally seeing people, this is the official entry into the southern frontier, brothers don't have to take it, there is no miasma. ”

Li Qinghe glanced at him and didn't speak, he didn't believe a word of Zhao Fanfu now, God can see how much he has done along the way.

You can never tell whether Zhao Fanfu's next sentence is true or false, or which word is true and which word is false.

Since this is the case, Li Qinghe simply turned a deaf ear and didn't listen to anything.

It's not that he hasn't thought about getting rid of Zhao Fanfu, but what can he do if he can't get rid of it.

Sighing, Li Qinghe kicked the horse's hooves with a mask and walked towards the cottage halfway up the mountain in the distance.

There are few big cities and many cottages in southern Xinjiang, although there are many wonderful things, but the environment is not something that outsiders can endure.

Even if you stay in the cottage all the time and are not locals, you can't stand the humidity.

This is the opposite of Wanzhou, although it is the farthest away from Chang'an City, no one really wants to be the chief official here.

There is also a rumor in this alley, saying that at that time, the Duan Dynasty rose up and conquered the world, but did not make a move on the southern Xinjiang, but His Majesty at that time wanted to attack the Lichao in the north, and did not want the backyard to catch fire.

At this time, southern Xinjiang took the initiative to surrender and annex to the Duan Dynasty, in order to accept unified governance and improve the living environment of this place.

I don't know whether this kind of rumor is true or not, but it is true that goods from other places can be seen everywhere in southern Xinjiang now, and merchants are very profitable, as long as they risk their lives, this is a treasure land.

The two rode to the cottage and saw that the costumes here were very different from the outside world, and even the appearance had their own characteristics.

Li Qinghe was a little impressed, as if he had seen the people of the Southern Xinjiang Gu Sect at the Qingcheng Conference, wearing bells and whistles, colorful, and preferring silver jewelry.

Thinking of the Gu Sect, Li Qinghe was stunned for a moment, this sect is very special, maybe if it wasn't for the real people of the Purple Palace who personally invited them, they wouldn't have sent people out.

To put it bluntly, it is the head snake of the land, no matter how big or small, there is only one sect in the entire southern Xinjiang state, and its influence can be seen.

In addition to not liking the environment here, the governor of a state here also has to pretend to be a grandson when he comes here.

The Gu Sect here is the biggest, the civil officials are okay, the soldiers under the military attache are all locals, and the Gu Sect gives an order, and the Jiedu envoy becomes a bare-bones general.

The imperial court didn't have the heart to send troops to garrison, the water and soil were not adaptable, and the harsh environment was too serious.

The two dismounted, Li Qinghe took the lead in talking to people, he was a very cheerful man, in fact, there are many differences in the language here, but because of the comings and goings of merchants, the locals have also learned the official dialect of the Central Plains.

Li Qinghe first explained that he was not a businessman, but just a scholar who came to travel, and the man was not only not disappointed, but more enthusiastic, and praised Li Qinghe for being able to come here as a scholar.

There are also schools in southern Xinjiang, which are rumored to have been established by scholars of Wenying University a hundred years ago.

It's just that since the death of the scholar Wenying, there are very few people in the southern Xinjiang region who have joined the court as officials, and they don't actually want to go out except for the suppression of other local factions.

After some conversation, the two were able to live here temporarily, and Li Qinghe found that the people here were a little enthusiastic and couldn't catch it, especially when they were walking on the road, those girls were really curious about them outsiders.

As for Zhao Fanfu, Li Qinghe doesn't care anymore, he does whatever he wants, but his vigilance against him has increased instead of decreasing.

Because he has experienced life and death, he knows how good it is to be alive, just like Zhao Fanfu's words that are true or false, Li Qinghe can't tell whether the child on the street will be a killer along the way.

"Who could it be?"

Standing by the window of the room, Li Qinghe fell into deep thought, trying to figure out the source of his death.

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In the early morning village, the children were running around, and from time to time they would approach Li Qinghe, wanting to see this person from outside.

Li Qinghe was not annoyed, laughed and joked with the children, and sometimes told them stories about the things in the books in the school.

"Brother Zhang, look at this. Zhao Fanfu walked to his side from the outside with a smile and sat down.

Zhang Qiankun, this is Li Qinghe's current name, only a fool will use his real name to run for his life, and even the Taoist robe he has already taken off.

"What is this?"

"Jade, there is a lot of jade in southern Xinjiang, otherwise you think that you can satisfy those merchants with medicinal herbs alone?" Zhao Fanfu looked at the stone he had just picked up in his hand.

Li Qinghe pursed his lips and took a sip of tea, okay, you say yes, anyway, I don't know if it's true or not.

It's been more than half a month since the two of them came here, and it should be almost winter outside, but it seems to be a kind of weather forever, hot and humid during the day, and cool and swishing at night.

"By the way, Brother Zhang is still used to the weather here, right?"

"It's ok. ”

"Do you know why Southern Xinjiang is like this?"

Li Qinghe raised his eyes.

"In the southwest, there is a piece of land there, which has been shrouded in yellow sand and poisonous miasma since ancient times. ”

"Even the Gu Sect here is deeply influenced by it...... By the way, Brother Zhang, you are not a strange poison in your body, Gu Sect is a master of playing with poison!"