Chapter 8: A Man's Monologues
Chased all the way along the tracks of the wheels, and after chasing for about two kilometers, he found that the carriage was abandoned in the wilderness, and the group of people set a fire to the carriage at the same time, and when Lu Qianmo arrived, the carriage had been burned nearly half. Looking at the raging fire burning in front of her, Lu Qianmo frowned slightly, because she found that the other party not only burned the carriage, but also the traces of departure were not only messy but also distributed in different directions. This way of dealing with it made Lu Qianmo even more suspicious that the other party had an ulterior secret. The clue here is broken, and it seems that we can only wait for the news from Mo Yan's side.
It was early summer, and when Lu Qianmo returned to the post station, the sky was already slightly bright, and there was a sparse flow of people and horses outside the post station.
When Mo Jie saw Lu Qianmo coming back, he immediately greeted him, since they left the post station, he had been guarding Qin Wei in the dark, not daring to rest. He had expected Mo Yan not to come back together, after all, the pavilion master had ordered him to follow the caravan last night. "Pavilion Master."
"Hmm. In the days to come, I'm going to be sorry for you. "The two of them are together, and they can take turns to rest.
As secret guards, these are their responsibilities. But he was very moved to hear the pavilion master say this. "It's a subordinate duty."
"Let's go to the rest meeting first, and we'll leave at the end of the hour, and there shouldn't be anything going on." Lu Qianmo didn't say anything more and went back to his guest room.
Although Lu Qianmo let Mo Jie rest assured, he still didn't dare to let down his guard completely, and just closed his eyes a little and slept lightly for a while.
At the end of the day, the three of them set off from the post station on time to Fengcheng. At noon, they had stayed at the inn in Fengcheng, and there was a restaurant diagonally opposite the inn where they were staying, called "Xiao Yaoyan Restaurant", and there were several strange paintings hanging in this restaurant, and the names of the paintings were also very strange. One of the paintings, "Grilled Fish in Ink and Ink", depicts two teenagers by the side of a small stream, the older one lying on a large tree with a grass pillow in his mouth and his arms, very pleasant, and the younger one holding his trouser legs and bare feet, seriously grilling fish in front of a bonfire. There is also a picture called "Starry Night White Porridge", this painting still has two teenagers, but the scene is under the stars in the wild, the older teenager is dancing a sword in the starry night, and the other teenager is still sitting in front of the campfire, this time not grilling fish, but cooking porridge, but her eyes are looking at the boy dancing with a sword. And the painting with "Ma Taro Sweet Potato" written on it is no longer only two teenagers, but also five pedestrians who seem to be traveling for business. It's just that the five merchants fell asleep in different positions, and the older boy was not far from the merchants, intending to untie the horse's rope tied to the tree. And in a very inconspicuous place, the younger boy was hiding behind a large tree, revealing only his head and the cloth bag he was carrying, which contained a few roasted sweet potatoes. And...
This "Little Understatement Restaurant" was opened by Lu Qianmo, and these paintings are all scenes that Lu Qianmo and Yang Yan experienced together. She still remembered that Yang Yan's stomach was completely impressed by her craftsmanship along the way, and vowed to open a restaurant in Fengcheng, Lu Qianmo was responsible for cooking, and he was responsible for collecting money. And Lu Qianmo opened this unique restaurant and hung these strange paintings, hoping that one day Yang Yan would pass by Fengcheng and come to the restaurant again, and then see these paintings and know that she had been looking for him.
Lu Qianmo didn't plan to go to Xiao Yaoyan Restaurant today, because she would definitely be notified as soon as there was any news from the restaurant, and she was planning to go to another place when she came to Fengcheng.
After the three of them settled down in the inn, Lu Qianmo asked Qin Wei and Mo Jie to stay at the inn to rest, while he bought a can of wine and flew away from the city to the west.
After an hour, Lu Qianmo stood on the edge of a cliff and looked at the endless pink under the cliff, thinking that this was the place where Yang Yan really wanted to come back then. If there hadn't been that sudden rainstorm at that time, they wouldn't have hid in that cave, they wouldn't have met the people in the cave, they wouldn't have been stunned, and they wouldn't have been separated from Yang Yan for many years. Lu Qianmo slowly closed her eyes, opened her arms, jumped off the cliff.
This Peach Blossom Valley was later found by Lu Qianmo based on Yang Yan's description in his memory. The Peach Blossom Valley is very large, and the peach trees here bloom all year round and will not wither. There were several huts in the valley, some of which had been completely destroyed, and there were many bones scattered around the huts, and I don't know what kind of fierce fighting had taken place here.
A few hundred meters behind the hut there are a number of unnamed monuments, which only date them, the oldest dating back more than 500 years, and the most recent being more than 30 years ago.
Lu Qianmo opened the wine he brought and sprinkled it in front of the stone tablet, "If you are Yang Yan's ancestors, please bless me to be able to find him as soon as possible." She had said these things seven or eight times, not that she really expected them to manifest, but that she had given herself a belief. Then Lu Qianmo sat down with her legs bent under a peach tree in front of the stele, raised her head and took a sip of wine, but she didn't expect the wine to be quite strong, her throat was hot at the moment. Then he drank another sip, sip after sip, until he could no longer pour a drop. Lu Qianmo threw away the wine jar in her hand, and with a snap, the wine jar shattered, and she was already slightly drunk at this moment. Lu Qianmo closed his eyes and quietly leaned against the thick peach tree, the strength of the liquor slowly hit his head, and the emotions hidden in his heart gradually attacked.
"Five years ago, I woke up weakly from a mass grave and came to a world I didn't know at all. Five years later, I'm already the Pavilion Master of the No. 1 Intelligence Organization on the continent. My achievements in this world are the envy of many women and even men. My name and deeds have spread all over the Xiachuan Continent, but I am very low-key, and there are not many people in the world who can recognize me. Mo Yan Pavilion may have been too sharp in these years, so that in this sensitive period, its expertise was even more favored by many forces. I don't want Moyan Pavilion to become a victim of other people's struggle for power and profit, I don't want to gamble the lives of tens of thousands of people in Moyan Pavilion on other people's ambitions, I don't want the orphans adopted by Moyan Pavilion to be displaced again, I want to do my best to protect the people who brought them together because of my obsession. Everyone in the world says that Moyan Pavilion is the best in the world in collecting intelligence, and everyone wants to buy information from Moyan Pavilion, but five years have passed, and I still don't know anything about the information I want to get the most! Not only could I not find Yang Yan, but I didn't even have any clue who the two people in the cave were, so why did I fall into the hands of human traffickers after I fell into a coma in the cave? There's no clue about it! Heh~ What an ironic thing this is, what a sarcasm..."
A tear crossed her pink cheeks, as if she could take away a little sadness.
I don't know how long it took, and Lu Qianmo was woken up by the cold wind. He raised his hand and rubbed his dry eyes, and then slowly opened them, only to see that the sun had set in the west, and only the last glimmer of light was left in the boundless sky.
"I didn't expect to sleep for a long time." Lu Qianmo rubbed her numb legs, tried to stand up, moved her limbs, and then stood in front of the stone tablet again and bowed deeply. Then he turned around and left, and took another step, Lu Qianmo walked extremely firmly, as if his previous emotions had never appeared.
The darkness gradually covered the last light, and gradually engulfed the thin figure, but the moon rose in the sky, illuminating the land again with its radiance.