A group of guards and a carriage left Chang'an City at dawn and headed in the direction of Qilian Village.

There were two people sitting in the carriage, one of course was the fortune teller Liu Yifan, who was lazily leaning on the seat of the car, nibbling on an apple, and looking at the middle-aged man opposite.

The man was eight feet long, with a dignified figure and a dignified appearance, dressed in a black beard, with a green belt tied around his waist, not tight or loose, his eyebrows were like the moon, his eyes were like stars, his facial features were sharp and angular, and his beard was floating on his chest.

This person gave Liu Yifan the feeling that he was like the illusion that the god of war was descending and did not dare to approach, but he didn't expect that there was such a powerful character under the hands of Brother Li, who I just met, which was impressive, but the two had been in the car for half an hour, and they hadn't said a word, the middle-aged man was okay, he was professionally trained at first glance, motionless, and didn't see any embarrassment, but Liu Yifan was very awkward, the road is still long, and he is not a passerby who hitchhikes by the way, how can he not understand each other, so he took the initiative to speak,

"Well, do you want to eat?" Liu Yifan took out an apple from the system and handed it over, this hand has been tried and tested out of thin air, and every time it can get miraculous results, everyone who has seen it is amazed that the gods are in the world.

But the middle-aged man shook his head calmly, and continued to look ahead, in fact, his heart was already terrifying, like a huge wave rolling, thinking that it was really as Wei Zheng said, and he would have magical powers.

"Uh... I heard that you are Brother Li's caretaker? Liu Yifan smiled awkwardly and took back the apple.

After hearing the words "Brother Li", the middle-aged man's body trembled obviously, but he immediately recovered as before, nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Words are like gold.

Liu Yifan frowned, this person had a hard time talking, but then he thought of a topic that the other party might be interested in.

"Ever been a soldier? Ever fought? Killed? ”

The middle-aged man finally reacted, and a trace of pride flashed in his eyes, "Yes, I have been on the battlefield before, but now I am retired and earn some hard-earned money in the dart game." ”

"No wonder, looking at your posture, the dart bureau dares to accept you, after all, there are few people who have killed people. I don't know what your honorific title is? Liu Yifan said tentatively.

"Down, Qin Jing." Qin Qiong said with a straight face, remembering that Wei Zheng ran to his house in the middle of last night to talk, and explained the general situation clearly, and told him not to reveal Li Shimin's true identity, and not to let Mr. Xiao tell him to tell him, Mr. Xiao's supernatural power Wei Zheng has seen it, if he calculates his true identity, it will destroy the plan of the saint, frowning and thinking deeply, he doesn't understand why the saint and this Wei Zheng, who has nothing to do and go to the Three Treasures Palace, attach so much importance to this fortune-telling boy, but since it is the meaning of the saint, he will take the order to act.

"Brother Qin, just call me Xiao Liu, fortune teller Xiao Langjun in the west of Chang'an City." Liu Yifan hit Hadao.

Qin Qiong nodded, it was considered to be an acquaintance.

"I see that Brother Qin has been on the battlefield for a long time, and his majesty is still strong, but on the surface, he is suffering from internal diseases, so it is better to let the kid count it and give you a clear direction, maybe it can be treated." Liu Yifan intends to shorten the distance between them.

This sentence really moved Qin Qiong's heart, you must know that even the imperial doctor can't determine that he has a disease at a glance, and he feels that he is well disguised along the way, and he can't help but change his view of the mysterious young man in front of him a lot, but he deeply remembers the entrustment and admonition of the saint, and said with curiosity,

"No, old problem." The voice is low and calm, unquestionable.

Liu Yifan didn't care, and said with a smile: "Okay, but if you need it in the future, you can find me, and the first hexagram can be free." ”

"Thank you!" Qin Qiong nodded to Liu Yifan, which was regarded as a thank you.

After that, the two fell silent again.

At this time, the convoy had already left Chang'an City, driving on the land that was not spacious and uneven, Liu Yifan looked out of the car boredly, and saw that the farmers in the nearby rice fields were working hard, but most of them were women and children, and they did not see men, even some older old men could not see.

With doubts, Liu Yifan straightened up and leaned on the window, wanting to look more clearly to determine if he had missed the corner he hadn't seen.

"No need to look for it, the men have all gone to join the army to fight, there are no men here." Surprisingly, Qin Qiong actually took the initiative to speak, and a trace of sadness seemed to flash in her eyes.

"Both.... Dragged to the army? Liu Yifan frowned and asked.

"The world has been in turmoil for many years, from the beginning of the strict recruitment of strong men, to the end I wish that a man could enter the army, and after a period of training, he will be sent to the battlefield to kill the enemy or be killed." Qin Qiong looked out the window and sighed, he served from the time of Sui Daye, until he assisted Li Shimin in the southern and northern wars, was heroic, and was finally named the general of Wuwei Qin Qiong.

He has experienced too much in his life, seen too much, experienced too much, and there are countless soldiers who don't know where and whose families are worried, not to mention that this small village can embody.

Liu Yifan, who is from the 21st century, still seems to have little understanding of the cruelty of war and the pain it brings, looking at those teenagers who should have grown up with their families, working under a round of red sun at this time. Those villages that should be lively and peaceful are lifeless at this time, and there are all kinds of tastes in their hearts, here, people, barely alive.

The breeze blows, bringing a hint of coolness, and the farmers who work put down their tools, close their eyes, and feel the blessings of nature because of mercy, like swimming in a yellow ocean.

After a few breaths, the wind had passed, and the women and children picked up their tools again and continued the work that had just ended, as if it had just been their rest, short and beautiful, and everyone showed a comfortable expression of enjoyment, which was the stability that the people were pursuing.

Liu Yifan was glad that he had crossed over to the Tang Dynasty at this time, the people here have a self-confidence for no reason, and as the people of the Tang Dynasty, they seem to have a sense of pride in their hearts.

Looking at the vast field, Liu Yifan had a light in his heart at this time, if potatoes can be planted here, then it should not only be able to survive the winter, but also have surplus grain to ensure that the villagers will not have to worry about it in the future, the more I think about this idea, the more reliable I feel, so I silently remembered it in my heart, and when I go back, I must discuss it with the brother Li I just met.

This was just a small episode, Liu Yifan and Qin Qiong continued to move forward.

By the afternoon, they arrived at their destination, the village of beggar curtains, "arrived." Qin Qiong said expressionlessly.

Liu Yifan stood on the car board and looked in the direction of the village, there was a pavilion not far away, where several old people chatted in the shade, looking quite leisurely, but their eyes looked at the entrance of the village from time to time, as if they were waiting for the return of the person they were concerned about. There is a clear river to the west, and you can see several women beating their clothes by the river, occasionally chatting and joking, but turning their heads with expectant expressions.

The villagers all saw the carriage coming from the entrance of the village, especially when Qin Qiong got out of the car, the temperament of the mighty Wuzi in the army was vividly expressed, the old man's sleepy eyes flashed a glimmer of hope, and the women by the river dropped their clothes, wiped them on their bodies a few times, and hurriedly ran over.

Liu Yifan was puzzled, why didn't he see that this stuffy gourd was so popular, could he have misseen this person, or had he been pretending, his mind moved, and only he could see the gossip system appeared in the palm of his hand, so he had to count the origin of this big man, of course Qin Qiong didn't know, but at this moment, the old people and women in the village came over and said to them,

"You're soldiers?" Everyone had expectant expressions on their faces.

Liu Yifan's movements became slow, he seemed to understand what was going on, the system that had just been started was shut down again, put it away, and only heard Qin Qiong next to him say: "Yes, I just retired from the army and am going to go back to my hometown, passing by here." ”

"Have you seen my boy, black, with a unique spirit, called a dog."

"When will my family come back, the babies have grown up."

"Uncle, do you know when my father will come back?"

"Are you done fighting? My old man has been gone for three years, and his body is not very good, if the fight is over, let him come back early. ”

A series of questions revolved around the two, Liu Yifan listened to the words poked in his heart, looked at a pair of expectant eyes, and had mixed feelings in his heart, he wanted to tell everyone in front of him that the person they were worried about was very good, they were doing well, they were after the battle, they were rewarded, and they would come back soon.

But he couldn't say a word, and he didn't know the facts.

Qin Qiong, who was beside him, took a deep breath and said slowly: "I'm sorry, I don't know, the battle can't be fought yet, and now I haven't returned, so..."

Liu Yifan looked at Qin Qiong, he didn't know what he felt in his heart, I don't know whether to blame him for what he said was too hurtful, or to admire his bravery, because even if he knew the truth, he wasn't sure if he could say it, but he knew in his heart that compared to deception, this kind of truth is the best choice, although it is cruel, it is the best answer to those soldiers and their families who can't come back.

The two of them didn't speak, waiting for everyone's reaction, and then a young girl of her age was squeezed out of the crowd, with a delicate appearance and a little dark skin, who seemed to often do farm work, and had many scratches on her hands.

"I only got married last year, and my husband joined the army to kill the enemy before I had a cave house, and I don't even know what I look like, and now I only want to know one thing, and please bother the two to tell me.

”

"Please." Liu Yifan said solemnly.

"Whether my husband has contributed to the country and whether he has shed his last drop of blood for the country." The woman pursed her lips with tears in her eyes and said in a choked voice.

Liu Yifan took the initiative to take a step forward and blocked Qin Qiong with his hand what he wanted to say.

"Rest assured, your husband shed the last drop of blood for the Tang Dynasty, laid the foundation for the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, and exhausted the last trace of strength for the world, and now the new emperor has ascended the throne, it is an emperor through the ages, and he will be prosperous and peaceful in the near future, which is inseparable from every credit of the people who are concerned, and please accept the boy's worship."

After speaking, Liu Yifan knelt down, and the woman hurriedly helped her up, and said gratefully: "In this way, I will feel at ease." ”

Liu Yifan looked at the sadness in everyone's eyes, and couldn't bear it, so he said: "So I came here, first, to comfort your families, and secondly, I heard that this place is haunted, and the saint is Mingjun, who specially sent me and others to help the villagers solve it." ”

Everyone was not in a high mood at this time, only the girl wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, raised her head and said: "Yesterday, a monk has already come, saying that there is a mass grave outside the village, which is the problem there, but the monk has not come back for a day and a night, I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse." ”

"Monk?" Liu Yifan came to be interested.

"Please lead the way, girl."