Zhao Yuankang was secretly funny, this guy has the essence of a beggar scoundrel, and he has a face that eats and takes cards.

In this regard, he is even more proficient than the bold Tonghai Zhenren. On second thought, though, there's nothing wrong with that.

After all, people solve problems for themselves, and if they break their wealth and avoid disasters, they will not have anything to owe to themselves, so as not to be contaminated with too much cause and effect, which will make his cultivation go further.

The path of cultivation is already rugged and bumpy, with many twists and turns, and at any time, there will be obstacles in the way, leaving you in the face of a situation where you will be cut off from the foundation and never recovered, and the path of cause and effect has also become a major factor affecting your cultivation.

This thing seems to be ethereal, but it is not without a trace, and the more cause and effect it is tainted, the heavier the injustice, and the greater the constraint on cultivation.

However, all those who can reach the ultimate level of cultivation are people who have a clear distinction between cause and effect, and even break off their love, and rarely affect their own path because of some trivial matters.

I practiced all the way, gave up too much, and when I reached the top, I couldn't find a few friends and relatives anymore.

Even world masters like Shi Hao and Ji Ning have struggled, risen, and exploded in extreme loss, but the lost years will never be recovered.

"Okay, old drunkard, everything is as you say, I'll pick you up tomorrow."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the two wine glasses touched lightly, and drank the wine in the glasses.

When he returned to the Chinese Studies Society, it was already noon, and several teachers were eating in the cafeteria, and they gathered to eat together.

He waited in the office for a while, and Li Ruoxi walked in lightly.

"Yo, President Zhao, where did you go this morning? It's not really coming. ”

She pursed her lips and made an angry stance. But in fact, she is coquettish.

"Won't I come back and report to you soon?" He looked naughty and took Ruoxi's hand and sat down.

"Didn't I tell you, I was entrusted by my master to find an artifact to open a magical place. Now that this miraculous revelation has come again, I will set out again tomorrow. He spread his hands and said helplessly.

He didn't want to hide Ruoxi, after all, from that night, the two told each other frankly that he didn't want Ruoxi to worry about him all day long.

"Is there any danger this time?" Ruoxi held his hand tightly and asked nervously, cold sweat running down her palms.

"Don't worry, I'll do something I'm not sure about?" He asked calmly, but he wasn't very sure in his heart.

"Shall I go with you too?" Ruoxi leaned into his arms and asked with concern.

"I'm not going on a trip, so I can't help you if you go, and I have invited a swordsman to accompany me this time, and I will definitely be able to complete the task smoothly." It will be as little as five days, as long as half a month, and I will be back. ”

He gently touched Ruoxi's soft hair, and a light fragrance rushed into his nose, making his heart flutter. But in broad daylight, he didn't dare to make any deviant moves, just hugged her a little tighter.

He was also very reluctant to separate, but for the sake of that heavy responsibility, he had to travel far away.

This time, the destination is Lanzhou, Gansu Province, which is about 800 kilometers long and will take 16 hours.

Early the next morning, he came to the back door of the Huixiang Building, picked up the beggar surnamed Sun, and headed west.

This road, through Hebei, Shanxi, Shaanxi, Gansu provinces, through Pingyao, Luliang, Suide, Baiyin and other regions, this route, is the original Central Plains hinterland, extending hundreds of miles vertically and horizontally, like a coiled dragon lying on the earth.

Out of the boundary of Hebei, it will enter Shanxi, first pass through Pingyao, this ancient city, is the Ming and Qing dynasties that have been relatively well preserved, showing the social, economic, folk culture at that time, showing the style of Jin merchants. It is a rare and complete picture of social development.

But the two had no intention of stopping to see this famous ancient city, and their goal was another magical ancient city, the ancient city of Sun Moon Mountain.

Bypassing the ancient city of Pingyao, you will enter the vast Luliang territory.

People say that Shanxi has good scenery,

The ground is fertile, the water is beautiful, and the grains are fragrant.

Left hand pointing to Taihang Mountain,

The finger of the right hand is Lu Liang.

This popular song "People Say the Good Scenery of Shanxi" once resounded all over the country and became a classic of Chinese folk songs.

And a "Biography of the Heroes of Luliang" vividly reflects the heroic image of the people of Luliang who are not afraid of sacrifice and go forward and succeed during the war years.

As a famous old revolutionary area, the locals of Luliang still maintain a simple and kind character, making this land of Sanjin bloom with charming light.

Walking to this place, it is already evening, and the two of them are no longer driving forward, after all, the coming day is long, the speed is not reached, fatigue driving, but the driver's taboo.

The old beggar was good, along the way, lying in the back, no matter how bumpy, it never affected his old man's dream of Qingqiu.

But Zhao Yuankang didn't dare to slack off, always maintained a high degree of sobriety, and drove forward with full concentration.

Fortunately, the road is now smooth and the navigation system is developed, so he did not take any detours, and always drove on the wide and flat road, which not only avoided the unevenness of the dirt road in the village, but also was fast and stable, reducing the risk.

But he is not a full-time driver after all, and this time, after seven or eight hours, he is already tired and has back pain, and almost has leg cramps.

The two asked for two stir-fried dishes and two bottles of beer, and tasted them in the room.

In this dish, some vinegar was put to make them a little unaccustomed, and a sour taste entered the throat, and there was a soft feeling, and they almost didn't spit it out.

But in all fairness, the heat of this dish still has some skill, which makes the two people who are used to eating Beijing-style stir-fry have a novelty.

And when this sour taste enters the throat, it actually stimulates the taste buds and makes the dish even more delicious.

If you come to it, you will be safe, and you have heard that Shanxi people are not happy with vinegar for a long time, so let's follow the customs.

Zhao Yuankang tasted the unique vinegar culture, and also remembered Shanxi Yan Xu Liang in "White Eyebrows", the strange man in the world who was full of vinegar, witty and funny, but had an amazing art industry.

Jin culture has a long history, deep and heavy, even the prosperous Tang culture, tracing back to the roots, is also rising in the Jin Dynasty (Li Yuan father and son Taiyuan raised troops and established the Tang Dynasty).

Out of Shanxi, it entered the land of Shaanxi, to talk about the history of the dynasty, Shaanxi can be more distant than Shanxi, Beijing, Nanjing.

The head of the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period, the capital of Qin, was in Xianyang, and it was called the first capital of China by later generations.

Xi'an, known as Chang'an in ancient times, is one of the four ancient capitals in the world, ranking first among the ancient capitals of China, and is the capital city with the longest time, the most built capitals and the greatest influence in Chinese history.

From the Western Zhou Dynasty, the pinnacle of the slave society, the Qin, China's first unified empire, the Western Han Dynasty, China's first prosperous dynasty, to the Tang Dynasty, the pinnacle of China's feudal society, Xi'an has written the most colorful chapter in Chinese history. The places of interest and historic sites left in the Qin, Han and Tang dynasties are too numerous to enumerate, such as the tomb of Qin Shi Huang, the Terracotta Warriors and Horses, the Wu Zetian Wordless Monument, the Huaqing Pool, the relics of the Xi'an Incident, etc., all of which have left the footprints of the sages.

Looking at the endless ravine, there was a faint stream of northern Shaanxi folk songs.

Brother, you go to the west exit, it's hard for my little sister to stay,

Take the brother by the hand and send you to the gate.

Sent to the gate, my sister does not lose her hand,

There are two words that my brother remembers in my heart.

……

The lingering affection, swirling in the sky above this rough land where the wind and sand are flying, gives people a different kind of contrasting beauty.

I remember that when I watched "Blood Romance", I was obsessed with the duet between Zhong Yuemin and Qin Ling, and now, I can feel a wild northwest wind.

After two days of driving, the two came to Lanzhou, the pearl city in the northwest, and at night, this small city exudes vitality.

"Let's go, let's go with my eldest brother and I'll eat a bowl of authentic Lanzhou ramen."

Elder Sun once again showed his foodie nature, and led him to a humble noodle restaurant, where more than twenty people were already waiting in line.

Sweet in the south and salty in the north, spicy in the east and sour in the west, the people of the northwest are famous for eating noodles all over the world.

Lanzhou ramen is known for its strength and refreshingness, it is served in a large bowl, and a stream of balsamic vinegar is added, while it is hot, it is eaten in one go, and a bowl of noodles is eaten until the ends of the hair are sweaty, which is called a pleasure.

"That's how you have to eat this noodle." Elder Sun smirked.

This place is only a few dozen miles away from the ancient city of Yongdeng, so Elder Sun suggested abandoning the car and walking, enjoying the scenery of the loess high slopes along the way.

My family lives on the high slope of the loess, and strong winds blow from the slope.

Whether it's a northwest or southeast wind,

It's all my songs, my songs.

My family lives on the high slope of the loess,

Strong winds blew down the slopes.

Whether it's a northwest or southeast wind,

It's all my songs, my songs.

The two of them walked on the boundless plateau, and the ravines were criss-crossed and fragmented, as if they had been cut by a knife and an axe.

The yellow sand rolls in the sky, like a yellow dragon roaring. A faint camel bell sounded in the distance, reminding him of the voice of the desolate, distant man Daolang.

Through the wind and sand, after the vicissitudes of life, the infatuation does not change, and the pride remains the same.