It was already evening when Jiang He and Wu Xiaobei came out of the inn to forage for food on the street, and I have to say that after wearing clean clothes, Wu Xiaobei changed from a little beggar to a big lady. Although www.biquge.info the pen is just a simple fabric, it can be seen that the tailor is also carefully trimmed, and Jiang He also wears a short-sleeved green shirt, with a tight belt, some southerners.

Wu Xiaobei followed behind Jiang He with the little yellow dog, she was penniless now, if Jiang He threw him in this town, she might really have nothing, so at this moment she walked behind Jiang He like an obedient maid.

But Jiang He didn't dare to treat this master of the Tonghui Realm as a girl.

Jiang He took Wu Xiaobei directly to a wine shop that looked quite good, Jiang He counted his money before going out, and there were still thirty two hundred and seventy-six Wen left, it was far from enough to rent a shop in the capital, and he might have to save money and live in a hotel for a few days.

So Jiang He and Wu Xiaobei just stood at the door of the good-looking wine shop for a while, looked at it, and went to the small restaurant on the street.

Jiang He sat at the table and poured tea for Wu Xiaobei.

"Jianghe, are you so poor? Wu Xiaobei rolled his eyes with tea.

Jiang He replied disappreciatively: "Industriousness and thrift are virtues. ”

The two of them ate and drank in the small restaurant, a little too hungry, Wu Xiaobei ate two bowls of rice in a row. Indeed, when you haven't eaten rice for too long, you will always miss this taste.

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The residence of the Imperial Castle in Kyoto.

Lord Yushi's face was gloomy and terrifying, several subordinates knelt in front of the hall, and there was a birdcage lying quietly in front of several people, and a bloody starling and an iron cage were sandwiched together.

"A bunch of rubbish, rubbish!" said Lord Yushi threw the teacup in his hand in front of several people, and the hot tea poured over several people.

Lord Yushi's hands trembled uncontrollably with anger, and he pointed to the person on the far right and drank: "Old Ghost Li, you explain it to me clearly!"

The man named Old Ghost Li didn't dare to look up, he buried his head and almost knocked on the ground.

"My lord, recently the military headquarters ordered that the soldiers in the city are not allowed to leave the city without permission unless they have special missions. Those dozen elite soldiers had been transferred from the barracks with great difficulty. It's all the old ghost's fault, please condemn it!" replied respectfully, his tone full of guilt.

"Surrender!! Now tell me to condemn!"

Mishi slammed the table and stood up, his long beard trembling violently, and his forehead covered with anger.

"I'm just such a daughter!!Old ghost Li, old ghost Li! You really damn it!"

A line of old tears flowed from the eyes of Lord Goshi, and his heart was full of remorse.

When he was young, he was busy with the fame of the family, and the young daughter was entrusted to the care of the old parents in the countryside, and when the daughter became famous, the daughter was led into the mountain gate by the White Crane View of the Golden Sands Country to cultivate, and this year the letter came from the view, saying that the little girl would go back to Kyoto to visit relatives, and by the way, refer to the Kyoto test, and count it carefully, it has not been seen for ten years.

It was the time of reunion, but now it is the eternal separation of heaven and man, how can he not be full of regret, if the things of the world can be returned, how can he want this vain fame and miss his own daughter.

Lord Yushi's face was very gloomy, he stared at the few people kneeling on the ground, and after a long time, he said slowly: "Old Ghost Li, Hu Xiaoliu, prepare your people." ”

The few people who were kneeling raised their heads and looked at Lord Yushi in surprise, they naturally knew what Lord Yushi was thinking.

"My lord. . . It's not time yet. ”

Lord Yushi kicked down the old ghost Li in front of him, and he almost couldn't stand, so Mrs. Yushi hurriedly came over to support him.

"When am I going to wait?!Is it time for all the people in my house to be killed!!Get out of here!"

When they saw this, they stopped staying and were ordered to go out.

After a few people left, Lord Yushi said to his wife, "Go and let the subordinates prepare the carriage." ”

Mrs. Yushi looked at him puzzled: "Where are you going so late?" ”

"Divorce!"

A horse-drawn carriage drove out of the Imperial Mansion, heading slowly towards Suzaku Street.

The sky was a little overcast, and a storm was coming.

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Jiang He sat on the chair, and Wu Xiaobei sat opposite him.

"You still can't see anything. Wu Xiaobei asked softly.

Jiang He shook his head, although he tried hard to perceive, it was always as if there was a wall in front of his eyes, so that he could not see the world outside the wall.

"What does that wall look like?" Wu Xiaobei asked again.

Jiang He closed his eyes and felt it, and then replied: "I can't see, it's hazy, there's a blurred light, but it's blocked by fog." ”

Wu Xiaobei was a little puzzled, he had never heard of such a thing.

The difference between a cultivator and a mortal is in perception, and the perception of mortals is empty and pitch black. In the world of perception of the cultivator, there may be night and day or mountains and rivers, but the weather and vitality will always turn into visible solid shapes around them, and even into various shapes.

Wu Xiaobei looked at the somewhat sullen river, and asked again: "Then can you sense your own sea of knowledge." ”

The wider the sea of knowledge, the more vitality it can hold, and as the cultivation deepens, the sea of knowledge may condense and transform into a small world of different forms. That is, the condensation step in the popular sense.

Jiang He calmed down, and his mind entered from the pyloric door to look down on himself, and the place where he should know the sea was empty, there was nothing, and he wanted to go up further, but a stinging pain came from the back of his head, blocking his thoughts.

Jiang He shook his head in disappointment.

Wu Xiaobei also sighed and said slowly: "If my master is here, maybe he can help you solve this problem." I just can't explain it. ”

Jiang He smiled at Wu Xiaobei, "It's okay, those who can't cultivate are all in the world, so why force it." After speaking, he looked at Wu Xiaobei again, and Wu Xiaobei's frowning expression was cute.

"It's not early, Miss Wu, you have to hurry tomorrow, let's rest early." ”

Wu Xiaobei looked up at him, and Jiang He's heart jumped inexplicably.

"Ehe, will you come to see me when you go to Kyoto? ”

Jiang He smiled slightly and said softly: "I don't even know where Miss Wu's family lives, how to find the girl." ”

"I live in. . . Wu Xiaobei wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, as if he thought of something unpleasant.

Then she looked at Jiang He again, and Jiang He looked at her in bewilderment.

"Well, I'll come to you then. ”

Jiang He smiled, didn't ask more, just replied: "It's okay." ”

The two of them went back to their rooms with their own concerns, Jiang He pushed open the window and looked at the gloomy sky, then blew out the candle and fell asleep.

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Gaojin Town used to be a flat river, and there were many rice fields planted next to the spacious official road, and dragonflies flew by in the sun.

Jiang He waved his hand and walked in front, and Wu Xiaobei followed behind.

Most of the rice is ripe and hangs heavily in the fields, and in a few days it will be the busy season to harvest the rice and plant new seedlings.

Jiang He could already see the outline of the largest city in the south from a distance, crawling at the end of the road like a prehistoric beast, and he couldn't help but feel a little fascinated and eager, and the fall under his feet seemed to be a little softer, and he no longer had hard feet.

Wu Xiaobei followed behind with a heavy heart, she felt that how could this official road be cultivated so badly, and her feet were grinding from the occasional stones.

"Jianghe!" Wu Xiaobei suddenly shouted from behind.

Jiang He turned his head to look at her.

Wu Xiaobei rubbed his legs, and then said with a smile: "Carry me." ”

Jiang He twisted his head back again, "No." ”

"River, River!"

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Jiang He finally carried Wu Xiaobei all the way to Kyoto, and a little yellow dog chased hard behind Jiang He.

Wu Xiaobei gently lay on Jiang He's back, and then blew on Jiang He's neck.

"Wu Xiaobei, if you move again, I will throw you down and go by yourself. ”

Wu Xiaobei gently rested her head on Jiang He's shoulder, just like the time in the mountains, she shouted softly: "Jiang He." ”

Jiang He hummed and continued to walk firmly.

"Hello. ”

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