Strange-shaped clouds often appeared in the sky of the wasteland, and Ning Que didn't see the cloud above the carriage, and even if he did, he wouldn't pay more attention, because this kind of picture was too ordinary, and because his mind was all on Sang Sang's body now.

Every time he heard her cough, his mood tensed. Thinking of what Master Qishan said in the Ranke Temple, he asked Sangsang to continue to chant Buddhist scriptures and practice Buddhism, hoping to temporarily stabilize the cold breath in her body, but there was a faint bad omen in his heart.

In the next few days, there had been no royal court cavalry and ascetic monks of the Hanging Temple, the journey was peaceful, and Ning Que finally noticed the cloud above the carriage - the sky was clear, the blue sky was like a washed celadon piece, there was not a trace of cloud, but there was a lonely cloud hanging quietly overhead, it was difficult not to notice.

Looking up from the ground of the wasteland, the edge of the cloud seemed to be embroidered with a golden edge, and the clouds within the golden edge were extremely white, made up of countless extremely fine cloud filaments, like a big marshmallow, which made people want to reach out and touch it.

The lonely clouds covered the sun, casting a shadow of dozens of zhang on the ground, which happened to cover the black carriage in it, Ning Que thought it was interesting, didn't think much about it, put down the curtain, and motioned for the big black horse to move on.

He didn't notice that as the carriage walked on the ground of the moor, the lonely cloud in the air also moved with the chariot, and the shadow also moved over the moor, always shrouding the black chariot.

The big black horse believes in the philosophy of living in the moment, and his eyes are always fixed on the food in front of him, the road under his feet, and between the legs of the mares, and he is lazy to glance farther away. So it didn't notice that it was always walking in the shadows, but it felt so cool and comfortable.

The wasteland in late autumn is very cold, except for the black horse, no one will feel that coolness is a kind of enjoyment, and Ning Que and Sangsang in the carriage don't want to hear any words related to cold now.

There was a chill in the carriage, and there was a place by the window that was not covered with silk. The steel cast compartment has been exposed with a layer of frost on it, and you can imagine how low the temperature in the car is now.

Sansan added a pair of velvet pants. Tightly wrapped in a black coat and buried in the futon, even then did not feel a trace of warmth. His face is slightly pale, his lips are a little blue, and his eyelashes are covered with light frost.

Ning Que added two pieces of rune paper to the brass brazier, and took out a leather bag and brought it to her face. Inside the skin was the liquor harvested from the robbery of a small tribe ten days ago. Sang Sang shook his head, motioned for himself to come, took the wine sac, and poured wine into his stomach, and after a while, the wine sac gradually flattened.

It may be because I drank too quickly and choked, or because I was sick. Sang Sang put down the wine bag, frowned and coughed, the talisman fire in the brass brazier suddenly dimmed, and then gradually struggled to rekindle.

Like these days, she didn't cough up phlegm or blood. Every cough came out of an extremely cold breath, and those breaths suddenly turned into white mist when they met the hot and humid gas in the carriage.

The cold breath in Sang Sang's body became heavier and heavier, and he was discharged a little bit from his body with coughing every day, and that kind of breath seemed to be not all in the world, and it was cold and biting. Even the rune fire can sometimes be overwhelming, so the temperature in the cabin becomes colder and colder, which is why frost forms in the windows.

With a light cough, the temperature in the carriage gradually decreased, and Ning Que threw another rune paper into the brass brazier, barely holding on, the amount of fire talisman used these days is too large, the talisman paper he had reserved, especially the fire talisman, had long been used up, and now it was written by him temporarily on the way, which consumed a lot of mental power, making his face a little haggard.

Using the heat of the outside world can neutralize some of the cold a little, but there is no way to eliminate the cold breath that grows in Sangsang's body, it can only be a symptom, and Master Qishan's statement when he treated Sangsang in the Ranke Temple is that even if he practices Buddhism and uses Buddha nature to suppress and calm the cold breath, it can only treat the symptoms, not eradicate it.

Ning Que knew that if he wanted to completely get rid of the cold aura in Sang Sang's body and let the Hades King not see her, he could only hide the past two years in the world of the Buddha's chessboard.

Sangsang's coughing became more and more frequent, his condition became more and more troublesome, and his feelings became more and more anxious, and it took great effort to suppress the idea of turning his head back into the depths of the wasteland and digging out the chessboard that he had buried—the chessboard was full of Buddha's breath and was no longer of any use.

Trying to keep his senses, he became more and more determined to go to the capital of the Moon Wheel Country first, there are the most Buddhist temples in the world in that Buddha country, even if he can't meet the senior brother for a while, but let Sang Sang read more Buddhist scriptures, find more Buddha nature, and temporarily calm the cold breath in his body, so that it will not be as dangerous as now.

The cold wind of the wasteland in late autumn gradually became stronger, and no snow fell after that snowfall, and occasionally snow clouds gathered in the sky, which were instantly blown away by the strong wind, except for one cloud that always hung quietly in the air, unaffected by anything.

The lonely cloud moved in a southeasterly direction, casting a faint cloud shadow on the moor's ground, and the black carriage drove silently in the shadows, heading off into the distance.

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The black carriage finally walked out of the wasteland and came to a border pass in the northern border of the Moon Wheel Country, at this time, on the wasteland behind the carriage, it was already a winter when the cold wind was howling and the snow was gradually rising, but the world in front of the carriage was still in autumn, and a few autumn trees in the border pass were red and bright as if they were burning.

Although I don't know the specific situation of the Moon Wheel Country now, I can probably guess something, Ning Que parked the black carriage in a mountain col outside the border pass, and went to find out the news by himself.

A moment later he returned to the col and stepped into the carriage. Sang Sang looked at the expression on his face, vaguely understood something, and said with a smile: "What does mine look like on the portrait?"

Ning Que took out a piece of paper from his arms and unfolded it in front of her, saying, "Take a look for yourself." ”

He had entered the border and was quick to confirm the current situation, because the streets of that small border town were plastered with wanted portraits of Sangsang, and Sangsang's identity was written on them.

The paper is still very new and should have been on for no more than five days. Sang Sang looked at the thin little maid in the portrait, and found that it was really very similar, and praised sincerely: "The painter of the Moon Wheel Country is really amazing. ”

Even Sangsang's slightly withered hair was painted very expressively, Ning Que pointed to a line of small characters next to the little maid's cotton skirt in the portrait and said: "The painter of Xiling Temple, of course, is amazing. ”

Sang Sang said helplessly: "It turns out that the temple is also going to arrest me."

Ning Que said with a smile: "We both have acquaintances in the Xiling Temple, if we really want to be caught, it is better to let Ye Hongyu catch it, I will always give a good time in terms of affection, so that I will not be burned at the stake." ”

Sang Sang said softly: "It's not funny. ”

Ning Que didn't say anything more, drove the big black horse out of the mountain pass, bypassed this small border city, and walked towards the hilly area to the east of the Moon Wheel Country, Sang Sang thought to herself Isn't the capital of the Moon Wheel Country in the south? Why do you want to go east at this time, although she is very confused, she believes in Ning Que, and she is a little tired, so she didn't ask.

A few days later, the galloping black carriage arrived to the east of the Moon Wheel Country, looking at the mountains from a distance, and it was still far away from the border, Ning Que let the big black horse stop.

Through the mountains and mountains, you can see the land of the Tang Dynasty. Ning Que had seen on the map that the West General's Mansion in Datang Town should be in Zhezhou City, more than 400 miles away, and at the speed of a big black horse, it only took less than a day for him to see the long-lost Datang Army Banner - if no one intercepted it.

He knew very well that on the route from the Moon Wheel Country to the Tang Dynasty, there must be countless cultivators hidden at this time, so from the beginning, this route was not in his plan, but knowing it, seeing that the homeland was so close, how could he be willing not to take a look at it in person and confirm it?

"Don't force it, let go if you feel hard. ”

In the carriage, he looked at Sang Sang and said with a solemn expression. Sang Sang nodded slightly, took the broken big black umbrella from his hand, stretched out his right hand and held it tightly, and then slowly closed his eyes, without opening the umbrella.

After a few moments, her little face became paler, her eyelashes fluttered like leaves blown by the wind on the snow, and her right hand, which held the handle of the umbrella, began to tremble, and her thin body began to tremble.

Sang Sang coughed suddenly, Ning Que reached out without hesitation, snatched the big black umbrella back from her hand, and then took her into his arms, rubbing her back constantly, and after a while, her cough calmed down.

Sang Sang put his head on his chest, closed his eyes, I don't know if it was because of the cold or fear, his body was still trembling slightly, his voice was tired and weak, and he said, "There are many people, very strong people. ”

Ning Que was silent and continued to hold her.

After a while, Sang Sang opened his eyes and said in a low voice: "The big black umbrella doesn't dare to open it, I'm not in good health now, and I can't see it very clearly, you should let me look at it for a while." ”

Ning Que said: "It's enough to know that someone is in front. ”

Sangsang said: "But I don't know where it is. ”

Ning Que said: "Xiling Shrine...... No, it should be said that it is a person from Haotian Daomen. ”

He sat down by the window, took out his binoculars, looked at the mountains and mountains in the distance, and watched in silence for a long time, until it became dark, and finally saw several looming sword lights.

Looking at the looming sword light in the reckless mountains and mountains in the night, Ning Que remembered the story many years ago, the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect Murong Linshuang danced in Tuyang City, the sword light in the Minshan Mountains was horizontal, and countless Dao Sect masters came together, regardless of the anger of Emperor Tang, and finally forced Xiahou to cook his lover alive.

That's just the war between the Daomen and the Demon Sect, now Sang Sang is the daughter of the Hades, this is the war between Haotian and the Hades, Ning Que knows that the situation he is facing must be more dangerous than the situation that Xiahou faced back then, Ye Hongyu must have come, has the Heavenly Oracle Divine Seat come?

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(Eight o'clock in the evening, crooked that crooked 55373, let's chat, it's a birthday a day in advance, mainly to talk about books, if you have time to play, everyone is welcome to play, it won't be too long, because I have to write two chapters today...... (Your support on this site is my biggest motivation.) )