"Hehe, it's really very human, this cause and effect can be compared to anything, I don't know where Brother Tai is going?" Dahan put down the wine jug in his hand and said with a strange smile.

Cheng Qian's expression was calm, and he glanced at the big man slightly: "Naturally, you are going to the place where you should go, I don't know where Your Excellency came from?"

"I'm from the clouds, and then I'll go to the clouds!" Dahan smiled, and unceremoniously reached out to take a steamed bun on Cheng Qian's table.

Seeing this, Cheng Qian couldn't help but close his eyes slightly, and a breeze blew on his cheeks, as if he was sensing some kind of connection between heaven and earth.

"The clouds fall into rain, that is, the effect, the sun shines high, the clouds drive the fog, this is the cause, this is the reciprocation, this is the cycle of cause and effect, and then reincarnation!" Cheng Qian felt it silently for a while, still closing his eyes and saying.

Dahan listened to Cheng Qian's words, also took a deep breath and closed his eyes, a picture of the scorching sun appeared in his mind, the hot sunlight gradually formed the lake water, turned into water vapor, turned into clouds in the sky, bloomed a red glow, and then thundered and flashed, the clouds accumulated more and more, gravity dictated, turned into a downpour and returned to the lake.

After a long time, the big man gradually woke up from the picture, and couldn't help laughing heartily: "Haha, sure enough, the reincarnation of cause and effect, there is a cause and effect, turning clouds into life, rain falling into death, and there is also the way of life and death, today's grace, Su remembers, Kunshan Temple, Yunzhou, I am willing to come to drink and say goodbye with my brother Tai again!"

Without waiting for Cheng Qian's response, the big man got up directly, as if he was crazy, and ran towards the official road, which seemed to be slow but had actually turned into the size of a grain of rice.

"Reincarnation, birth and death, cause and effect. There is a wonderful connection between the three, although I don't understand it, but it seems that I have seized the opportunity to transform into a god!" Cheng Qian looked at the official road where there was no longer a figure, and savored the exchange just now.

Zhuang Mengying finished washing her face and walked over, she had already seen someone talking to Cheng Qian just now, and now she saw that someone was gone. Sitting in his seat, he asked, "Is that person your friend?"

Cheng Qian glanced at her lightly: "A passer-by, looking for me to ask for directions!"

He replied lightly, and had already taken a steamed bun in his hand and handed it to Zhuang Mengying.

Zhuang Mengying saw that he actually took the initiative to take steamed buns for himself, and he couldn't help but have a strange feeling in his heart, and he couldn't adapt to it for a while and said, "You have changed!"

Despite the surprise, she was slightly happy in her heart, and still took the steamed bun, took a small bite, and a sweet smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

"It's changed for the better, don't you like it?" Cheng Qian nodded and asked.

"No, it's not. Of course I ...... Happy ......" Zhuang Mengying was shocked when she heard this, and blurted out that she was about to answer, but halfway through the words, her face was instantly covered with red glow and she couldn't speak, and she couldn't help but lower her head and quickly bite the steamed bun in her hand.

Cheng Qian naturally smiled slightly, stopped talking, and tasted the steamed buns carefully.

After three rounds of eating, both of them were half-full, and packed the remaining steamed buns. After buying the store's carriage, he galloped away on the official road.

Although the horses were thin and weak, they were a rare means of transportation for mortals, and they sat outside the carriage. Savoring the joys, sorrows, and joys of being a mortal, Zhuang Mengying seemed to be tired, and fell asleep in such a bumpy environment of the carriage.

Cheng Qian stretched out his hand to open the curtain and glanced lightly from the carriage. Shaking his head and smiling, he turned around, and shook the leather whip in his hand: "Drive!"

"Drive!"

I don't know how long the carriage has been running, but I still haven't seen the city. The vastness of the land here made Cheng Qian a little surprised, and he didn't know how these mortals walked back and forth in various cities, just when he was amazed, there was a sound of a fast horse behind him.

"The carriage in front, give way, there is an urgent matter below, you can't delay, if you are disrespectful, please forgive me!"

Just when Cheng Qian was still curious about the fast horse behind him, a voice came from behind, he shook his head, pulled the leather whip in his hand, the thin horse neighed, and jogged to the edge of the official road.

Almost at the same time, a carriage chased after Cheng Qian, the coachman didn't pay any attention to his meaning, and galloped directly, surpassing Cheng Qian in a blink of an eye, but the carriage had already appeared dozens of zhang away in a few breaths.

When the carriage passed by, Cheng Qian just glanced at the coachman of the other carriage lightly, and it turned out to be a middle-aged man wearing silk and satin.

"In my cognition, the people who wear silk are basically big families, why do they drive the carriage themselves?"

At this moment, the carriage had already thrown Cheng Qian far away, and he couldn't help but think about it carefully.

"Brother Agan, why was it so noisy just now, what happened?" When Cheng Qian was puzzled, Zhuang Mengying's voice came from behind him.

"It's okay, it's just a rushing carriage, you can rest for a while, it is estimated that there are still dozens of miles to get to Hongye Town!" Cheng Qian replied lightly, the leather whip in his hand slapped the horse's farts violently, and the thin horse neighed, and returned to the center of the official road, running at its fastest speed.

"Oh, then you be careful, if you're tired, just change me to drive the carriage!" Zhuang Mengying opened the curtain of the carriage and glanced at Cheng Qian with a worried expression.

"You can still drive a carriage?" Cheng Qian was a little surprised when he heard this.

"Well, when I was a child, my father taught me to ride a horse, and he also invited people in the martial arts to call me martial arts, but I don't like to dance and play swords, so I didn't learn martial arts, but I can ride a horse!"

Zhuang Mengying lowered the curtain and sat back in the carriage, answering Cheng Qian at the same time.

"I see, why don't you rest for a while!"

Cheng Qian said lightly, and then concentrated on driving the carriage.

Half an hour later, Cheng Qian's galloping carriage slowly slowed down with a hiss.

Cheng Qian, who was in the carriage, narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the road ahead, his face was a little unpleasant.

Just in front of him, there was also a carriage, lying in the middle of the road, and this carriage was the one that had just overtaken him.

Next to the carriage that fell to the ground, the middle-aged man who was driving just now hugged a young man with a pale face in his hand with a sad face, and his expression was dead.

"Son, it's not good for Dad, Dad can't save you!"

"No...... It's okay, don't be sad, Dad, the child is fine!"

"Originally, my father had already contacted a miracle doctor, and this time I brought you to Red Leaf Town to let him see what kind of strange disease you were, but I didn't expect that I would encounter bandits who robbed money halfway through, and destroyed the carriage, if you have three long and two short, how do you want your father to live!" The middle-aged man sat on the ground, hugged his son, and cried sadly the more he spoke.

Cheng Qian, who was in the distance, just glanced at it indifferently, shook the leather whip in his hand, and the carriage moved again, and it was none of his business, although it was inevitable in the mortal world, Cheng Qian was not so kind to help them, and couldn't help but plan to drive the carriage past them.

The pale and somewhat weak son was still persuading, and the middle-aged man who was crying bitterly seemed to grasp a life-saving straw after seeing Cheng Gan's carriage, and hurriedly got up and blocked Cheng Gan's carriage, and couldn't help shouting: "Help, little brother, you can do well, save my son, he is dying!"

Seeing him blocking the middle of the road, Cheng Qian was immediately startled, and couldn't help but say angrily: "You don't want to die, if you can't stop, this will kill you!"

The middle-aged man didn't seem to care, and hurriedly knelt in front of Cheng Qian's carriage: "Little brother, please save my son, my carriage was destroyed by bandits, and the money on my body was robbed, this can't be delayed, please give us a ride, go to Hongye Town, the old man will be thanked!"

Cheng Qian looked at the middle-aged man, suddenly became silent, and said secretly: "Love your son is earnest, and a loving father is a loser!"

"What's wrong?"

At this time, Zhuang Mengying poked her head out in confusion and looked at the middle-aged man kneeling outside, a little puzzled.

"A trivial matter, you go in first!" Cheng Qian said lightly, then turned to the middle-aged man and said, "Then you can take your son to the car, and you will get off when you arrive in Hongye Town!"

Cheng Qian, who has no relatives and no reason, also has a bottom line, but people's hearts are also long, and after thinking about it for a long time, it is impossible to put this father and son in the middle of the road.

"Thank you, little brother, the old man is Li Yuan, a tea merchant from Wuzhen, and this is my son Li Li!"

The middle-aged man said, and as soon as his body moved, he went to carry his son.

Cheng Qian's carriage was not big, but it was enough for two more people, and after putting Li Yuan and Li Li into the carriage, he retreated and said to Cheng Qian: "Little brother, I'll drive the carriage, you go in and accompany your lady!"

Cheng Qian frowned when he heard this, and couldn't help but think about it for a while, and then nodded: "Okay, then Cheng is not hypocritical!"

Saying that, Cheng Qian sat in the carriage, and couldn't help but secretly say that this Li Yuan is also considered to be knowledgeable, after all, his son is also a weak crown year, and it is not appropriate for a lonely man and a widow to be together, and he is afraid that Cheng Qian will have an opinion, so he chose to drive the carriage himself.

Soon, the carriage began to move forward again, and along the way, Zhuang Mengying looked at the weak man lying on his side with a rather strange expression, and couldn't help but take out the water bag in the bag and said, "Do you want to drink saliva?"

When the weak Li Li heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and he said weakly: "Thank you, no need, the girl should drink it herself!"

Cheng Qian, who was also sitting on the side, had been frowning since he came in, looking at Li Li without speaking, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Li Li saw that the other party had been looking at him, and seemed to be embarrassed, but he didn't speak, Zhuang Mengying paid attention for a while and said, "Brother Agan, why are you looking at others like this, could it be that he has a mole on his face?"

Cheng Qian's brows furrowed, and he didn't answer immediately, but said calmly at Li Li: "How long have you been sick in this life?"

Li Li was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't understand why the other party suddenly asked this, but he still chuckled and said: "This disease was suffered from half a month ago, and my father invited many famous doctors, all of whom had nothing to do about it. ”

"You're not sick, but corpse poison!Where did you go half a month ago?" Cheng Qian looked at Li Li lightly and said indifferently. (To be continued......)