Same day, in the afternoon.

More than 2,000 miles from Xijing to the south, the sand boat of the Ao family is slowly moving on the water.

The Yao River is wide, and it has been repeatedly dredged because of its transportation, and its flow rate is slow.

The trip took place in early spring, from north to south, and the wind did not always help.

Even if the boatman uses the hard sail to the limit, the sand boat can travel more than 300 miles a day.

This speed was not satisfactory to Avwe.

It is because he does not hesitate to continue to lose the true element, and uses the true element of the water solution to eliminate the resistance of the ship, increasing the speed by three to four percent.

In this way, the ship was able to cross Huaiyang and Shengzhou in five days, and approached the border of Zhanzhou.

For five days and nights, Ao Zhixian took off his rest and stood on the ship's tower to watch.

She saw firsthand the dramatic changes in the world.

The leather jackets worn by passers-by on the shore were replaced by thin gowns.

The dead branches of Liangzhou hung the new shoots of Huaiyang, and finally grew into a lush and evergreen appearance overnight in Shengzhou.

When the spring of the south completely replaced the winter of the north, Ao Zhixian felt that he had been split.

It was only a helpless body that went south by boat, and the eighteen years of the past were still in Xijing with the soul.

She's not a good lady after all.

At six o'clock (half past ten in the evening), Ao Fuwei, who was overdrawn by Zhenyuan, returned to the cabin to rest.

Ao Zhixian personally cooked sweet soup and sent it to him, and massaged his father's legs and feet until he fell asleep.

Then she went back to her room and changed into men's clothes, took a silver ticket and gold leaf sealed with oiled paper wax, and went to the deck.

Ao Zhixian does not have the martial arts talent of his father and brother, but he has practiced martial arts since he was a child and has no shortage of pills, and now he also has a high-level cultivation.

It's windy tonight.

The stern of the ship rolled up white waves, gilded with moonlight.

Ao Zhixian stood silently.

Large sapours hit her face, and finally condensed into droplets dripping down her chin.

She didn't know who her father was outside of the gang leader, and she didn't know the destination of the big boat under her feet.

Say goodbye to my father and brother tonight, maybe we will never meet again in this life.

Many images flashed in Ao Zhixian's mind in an instant.

The last one was more than a month ago, when Sheng Lifu, the owner of the Carrier Hall, knelt down on his knees.

She remembered her disdain and mocking smile.

Raising his half-horned red lips, Ao Zhixian smiled in the same way.

When the laughter of silver bells dissipated in the wind, she faced the waves, carried the water solution, and slid silently into the river like a swimming fish.

The wind came from the north and filled the sails.

When Ao Zhixian swam to the shore in one breath, and when he looked back, the boat had already been hidden in the moonlight and was out of sight.

She looked south for a moment, wiped the tears and water from her cheeks, and strode north.

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On the twenty-fifth day of the first month, just after the rainy season, the weather is warm and cold, unpredictable.

The east wind swept away, and the ice and snow dissipated and returned to a drizzle.

Outside the Anyuan Gate in the north of Xijing City, Zhu Zhixue, who was sentenced to justice, and Gu Taining, the commander of the Zhangwu Academy, waited in the rain with several subordinate officials, and looked into the distance from time to time.

At three o'clock (nine forty-five a.m.) they waited for someone to come.

Outside the land of Lixu, an official road sandwiched between winter wheat fields.

Two fast horses galloped from the yellow-green, followed by a behemoth with its head fluttering.

It has a submandibular sac, a body length of more than two meters, a shoulder height of two feet higher than a horse, and a giant horn stretched out in the shape of a palm on its head, surpassing the size of an adult bull.

It's a moose alien.

The moose rushed to the bottom of the city, and before it could stop completely, the rider on its back slid and landed on the saddle, unstained with light dust.

He is forty years old, wearing a red brocade robe, with a complexion like jade and a rich appearance.

It is fate to pass the contemporary star monarch Ye Chop.

"I want to wear it, and I finally look forward to it!"

Zhu Zhixue stepped forward to greet him.

"Lao Zhu, please fist and fist, can Ye Chu still sell face?"

Ye Shu raised his hand and flicked it, lifted the hat to his back, and strode over to hug his old friend.

"But friendship is friendship, twenty years of pear blossoms are white, but they are indispensable!"

"Don't worry, can I still trick you?"

Zhu Zhixue laughed.

"It's not just pear blossoms, if you want an Oiran, I'll also ask you!"

The two exchanged a few words of greeting, and introduced Gu Taining, not to talk about business first, but they entered the city together and went to Mingyue Tower.

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On the same day, it was not until 2 p.m.

The porter of Asahinin nodded his head and took a nap after eating, and when he was half-asleep and half-awake, he heard footsteps coming from outside the door.

A white-faced man dressed richly dressed and wearing a hat did not knock at the door, but strode into the threshold.

"Whoever is coming, please use your name first."

The porter rubbed his eyes, quickly got up from the low stool, and stepped forward to stop him.

"The surname is Ye, you can report it."

The visitor said casually.

"Then Mr. Law, ...... later"

The porter said a word of advice, and quickly walked into the backyard.

Ye Shu stood in the courtyard and saw that there was no one around, but he was wandering along the rain corridor by himself.

"The one who came called himself Ye Chop."

In the study, the porter bowed his waist.

"Childe, you didn't mention this name before, and the villain asked him to wait at the door."

When Hong Fan heard the report, his face turned slightly pale, and he immediately led people to greet him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got out of the yard, he had a whim and sensed it out of thin air.

"Ah, it's over here."

A sluggish voice came, followed by a man in fancy clothes swaggering around the corner of the room.

When the porter saw someone, his face suddenly turned pale.

"Why did you get in on your own?"

"Childe, the villain obviously asked him to wait outside......"

He said hurriedly, and hurriedly explained to Hong Fan.

Ye Chu laughed.

"You are a newcomer, and you don't know your lord's house—it's not your fault, and he can't punish you."

He said and looked at Hong Fan.

"You are Hong Fan, the contemporary star master of the Sand World?"

"Exactly, but in front of the beheader?"

Hong Fan bowed.

"It's like a fake!"

Ye Chu replied proudly, without waiting for the master's family to invite him, and went straight into the hospital.

Entering the inner study, he slowed down and looked left and right.

There are usually no visitors here, and the furnishings are very simple.

There are only a few words worth mentioning in the main hall.

[Floating life is temporarily sent to a dream within a dream, and the world is like hearing the wind. 】

[The swordsmanship has become a king, and there is a dragon to kill the dragon. 】

[It must be known that the young days are the first in the world. 】

Ye Chu read them one by one, turned around and smiled: "The words are a little worse, but the meaning is good." ”

Hong Fan was silent.

In the room, there is a golden stove on the long table, and the incense is lit in the furnace.

Wisps of green smoke floated slowly, climbing a painting.

The painting is a party viewing, although it has been framed, there is more than a foot of blank space in the upper part, and it is probably not finished.

On the lacquer pillars on both sides, there is a new ink character on each side.

[The moon does not change; 】

[The sword does not change its rigidity. 】

Ye Chu looked at the painting, was distracted for a moment, and finally smiled.

He nodded and sat down in the guest seat.

"What kind of tea does the Duke drink?"

Hong Fan walked around to the main seat and asked.

"Just use the rock tea on the top of the second cabinet."

Ye Shu said without thinking.

PS: The lack of the moon does not change the light, and the sword does not change the rigidity - Mei Yaochen

(End of chapter)