And here's the thing. Fu Yunge secretly said in his heart.

However, since he accepted Dongfang Chengtian's good intentions, he shouldn't need to worry too much. Since Linyan Chunshuilou can solve his own dilemma, he must go.

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And under the distant Shengping Heaven, on the periphery of the Heavenly Pillar in the next world, a familiar figure returned alone again.

The wind was bleak. Poinsettia wrapped her clothes tightly around her neckline and squinted into the distance.

On the other side of the sea...... What are the signs of the future?

Behind the deep pillar of light that reaches the sky, buried deep in the clouds. It is like the backbone of the Three Realms of Heaven, which will never collapse.

Poinsettia plum resolutely stepped through the snow that covered the valley and rushed far towards the shore of the sea.

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At the other end, as the carriage slowly moved forward, Dongfang Shiming and Bai Hao came to a realm that they had never been to before.

The evening color had dimmed, and the cold wind swirled in the air. The dead branches in the forest kept falling snow balls, "popping" and gently knocking on the canopy of the carriage.

The road is dark. The snow on the ground was a little gray like fireflies, but they hadn't found a place to stay.

"Oops...... It's miserable. ”

Dongfang Shiming drove in front, looking at the darkening sky and the mountains and forests in front and behind, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Where do we sleep at night...... Bai Artemisia sat in the back, rubbing his eyes, "I'm a little hungry, but I'm also a little sleepy." ”

"Yes, a long trip, it seems that this kind of thing is inevitable." Dongfang Shiming raised his head to look at the night sky, but he always seemed to be worried about something in his heart, and his tone was a little absent-minded.

Unexpectedly, Bai Artemisia was unhappy: "Hey~~~ It's not that you want to chase the old beggar, you have to change your path when you encounter a little clue." Then, we got lost......"

Dongfang Shiming was also a little embarrassed when he heard Bai Hao say this: "Ah, cough cough." However, according to the current clues, it is enough to confirm that this old beggar must be a master of Xuanhui. ”

After chasing for so many days, through the clues obtained, it can be seen that the places where the old beggars beg are fixed regularly this month. And judging by the distance interval and time difference, the old beggar's range of movement is much larger than they thought.

"Uh-huh." Bai Artemisia nodded a little bored, "So what are we going to have for dinner?" ”

"Is this ......" Dongfang Shiming was asked.

I slept in the wild with Jia Qian before, after all, there are still mountain fruits and stream fish to be found. But now that it's the middle of winter, how can you still find these foods?

The horse's hooves were still slowly kicking forward. I could see that the horse was running out of strength, and it was time to find a place to rest anyway.

Just when Dongfang Shiming was thinking this, Bai Artemisia had already opened their map and looked at it slowly.

"We walked to ...... Hmm, I guess that's it. She left her seat, crouched behind Dongfang Shiming, and stretched out the map in front of him to point, "This is a forest." If you go to the right, you will find the village faster. ”

Dongfang Shiming drove the carriage and glanced at the map: "Mmmm, it's true." ”

As he spoke, he turned his horse's head and walked to the side of the snow deeper on his right.

Strange roads seal the dust, wear the forest snowflakes. It was already completely dark, and there was still no light ahead.

Dongfang Shiming flicked the horsewhip casually, still thinking about a lot of things in his head.

Shou Mei's masterpiece, he always faintly felt that something was missing. Although I have been reading it repeatedly in the past few days, I still have no clue.

It's as if it's sealed in a fog. Shou Mei must still want to convey a certain thought, but it is not explicitly written, but turned into a faint thought, spread between the lines.

Beggars, River Fan Yunzhuang, Qichuan Heling......

However, he always felt that there was still something wrong with the whole vein in this way. Like a rope that could not be attached, the last clasp that was connected into a ring, he had not yet attached.

Thinking like this, their trail faded away.

It was all darkness, except for the reflection of a little snow to help them discern the path in the forest. The carriage shook the low breathing of Artemisia, as if she had fallen asleep.

There is no trace of the moon in the night sky. The sky was like darkness beneath the earth. The air was so cold that Dongfang Shiming's hands were getting colder, he simply withdrew his hand in his sleeve, and then turned around and gently untied the curtain hanging at the entrance of the carriage to ensure that the carriage would not be too cold.

A thick curtain canopy stuffed with thick cotton. Dongfang Shiming leaned on it, and there was a soft texture from his neck.

This kind of cold night, he felt very familiar.

Their horses don't run around. Dongfang Shiming simply closed his eyes, feeling the cold like a knife in the forest, and the numbness and tingling in his cheeks from time to time, as if returning to the vague memory of being held by Hu Wei and running through the snow field when he was a child.

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At that time, the Shengping Heaven was as cold as the Nether Heaven. Hu Wei held the ignorant child in his arms, shuttling between the snowy mountains and the unfamiliar market.

The money Hu Wei brought at first was quickly spent. But they have not yet found a home, so they can only wander aimlessly.

He used to disguise himself as a beggar and beg along the street with a small bamboo basket loaded with oriental poetry. Even Dongfang Shiming couldn't remember how long that life had passed, but in the early spring of that year, Hu Wei stopped in front of a dock with the young man on his back.

He said, "Here it is." This will be our home from now on. ”

And so it became their home.

Shigu Ferry is not a famous castle, but a humble wharf along the river. But even in such a place, it is not tolerant of outsiders like them.

Hu Wei begged all the way, and by the time he arrived at Shigu Ferry, he had almost saved enough money, and there was no other reason to stay there. If you really want to say it, it's just that Hu Wei found that there is also a school for children to read.

For the sake of their "home", Hu Wei almost got into a fight with others.

At that time, Hu Wei did not let Dongfang Shiming know about it. It was only later that he heard from his neighbors that he understood. The money Hu Wei saved was a little less than the price paid by the house seller, and after several failed negotiations, the family ran out of patience.

They scolded Hu Wei: "The old poor ghost has a little screaming flower, if you don't have money, get out of it early!" ”

After Hu Wei left Dongfang's house, he always kept his voice down, even if he was beaten and scolded and driven away, he never fought back.

But that time he was really angry. Even if he was a little old, he was the former chief of the guard after all, and if it weren't for the persuasion of his neighbors, he would really have to punch that man in the cheek.

Oriental poetry knows. At that time, what really annoyed him was the sentence "Little Flower".

In the next few days, Hu Wei went around the Shigu Ferry to help people unload goods and move things to collect money. Fortunately, the ferry port has always been the most short of labor, and after a period of time, Hu Wei scraped together enough money, and the master and servant settled down.