Chapter 108: Looking for Luo Xin'er
If you want to go, you can't just leave, and you have to be separate from the middle way of ten thousand ways.
When he saw Xiang Yong and the others ready to go, Wan Daozhong was a little confused, "Now that our uprising is on the road, we have just seen a glimmer of hope for success, are you going to leave?
Xiang Yong said with a smile: "Brother Wan, we are going to the rivers and lakes this time, firstly, to repay the favor of an old friend for the master, and to help the Imperial Capital Police General Bureau investigate the case. The second purpose is to go to Yuanzhou. Master's body and bones are not as good as before, and I heard that there is a strange fruit in Yuanzhou that can prolong people's life for decades. The purpose of our trip is to obtain that fruit for Master. ”
No matter how big the reason is, it can't stop Xiang Yong and the others from doing their filial piety for the master, so they can only sigh: "You are all people who have contributed to the uprising, if we are lucky enough to succeed, we can make the ideal country come to the earth, and we also need talents like you to help govern the country." Brother Xiao, when you find the life-prolonging medicine for Venerable Beihe, please come back and continue to help me!"
"Definitely, definitely. ”
"We're going to have a celebration party, why don't we wait until the banquet is over before leaving?"
Xiang Yong smiled: "Why bother, the celebration banquet was supposed to make everyone happy, but when we went, it only added to the sadness." ”
"That's right," Wan Daozhong sighed, "then let's say goodbye?"
"Don't leave it at that," Xiang Yong saluted and smiled, "There will be a meeting later!"
"There will be a date later!"
Xiang Yong and others hurried out of the city, and along the way they saw many civilians, some dressed up in fancy clothes, singing and dancing to celebrate the victory, and some were dressed in plain clothes, leaning against the door and weeping, mourning for the deceased.
A war, whether it is just or unjust, always brings a lot of suffering to people.
It's just a small local war on a small planet, in an empire.
Think of the eternal war that involved hundreds of millions of rivers and countless monks threw themselves into it!
Every day there are stars destroyed, and countless monks die every moment!
Over the past few thousand years, Xiang Yong has often wondered how good it would have been if there had been no such damn war.
But things often do not develop according to human will.
The eternal war, which has lasted for millions of years, has no hope of ending at all.
Maybe for many more million years.
Even if the Earth Cultivation Civilization changes its fate against the sky and rises smoothly, as a member of the Terran family, it will inevitably devote itself to this war in the future.
It's just that it can not be used as cannon fodder that can be consumed at will.
That's all.
With a sigh, Xiang Yong retracted his thoughts and focused on the task at hand.
Before leaving, he borrowed a few Cloud Chasers.
Although except for him and Fan Xiaoyue, none of the other three had experience in horseback riding.
But as monks, they have strong body coordination, and they can easily control it just a short distance out of the city.
The group rode a cloud-chasing beast with horns on its head and rushed to the battlefield.
That's where Luo Xin'er is most likely to appear.
In fact, the speed of the Cloud Chaser is faster than that of the steam locomotive, but the Cloud Chaser will be tired and need to rest, so it can't run all the time.
They went out of the city in the afternoon, rested in the field at night, and continued on their way early the next morning until the sun set in the west, when they arrived near the garrison of the 19th Army.
Along the way, they encountered several groups of rebels escorting captured and captured baggage back to Ibaraki, and also encountered many remnants of the 19th Army.
When they encounter the kind of people who honestly hide, they don't do much killing, and when they encounter the kind of people who rob the surrounding villages and behave badly, they naturally kill them with a sword mercilessly.
The battlefield had fallen silent, enveloped in the thick smell of blood.
All three barracks had been destroyed by artillery fire, and the smoke of gunpowder was billowing and all sorts of strangely shaped corpses lay on their stomachs.
Some of the rebels are still cleaning up the battlefield, and if they encounter a living person, they will immediately help us, regardless of whether they are enemies or enemies.
Xiang Yong and the others dismounted and led the Cloud Chaser Beast on foot on the battlefield, and their shoes were soon soaked with blood.
Chen Beixuan looked around, "The battlefield is so big, where will Luo Xin'er be?"
Li Zhiping said casually: "It's possible anywhere." Why don't we split up?"
"No," Xiang Yong vetoed his suggestion, "any of you who meet Luo Xin'er alone will die in one face." ”
"Then what to do, the battlefield is so big, you can't search for it inch by inch. ”
Xiang Yong thought for a while, "The soul quality of Jianghu people is higher than that of ordinary people, let's go to the place where the corpses of Jianghu people are piled up and look for it." ”
He walked over to an insurrectionary army who was cleaning up the battlefield, asked for the temporary storage of the corpses of the rebel soldiers, and was about to lead the team there.
Suddenly, a rapid hoof sounded, and when he looked at Yong, he saw two cloud-chasing beasts rushing towards him, and the two masters of Zhengyangmen who were sitting on top of him were the two masters of the Great Perfection of Foundation Building.
The corners of Xiang Yong's mouth twitched slightly, this is to rob someone's head!
The two of them were four or five meters away from the Cloud Chasing Beast, and the two Cloud Chasing Beasts were already tired and sweaty after a long gallop, and they were foaming at the mouth with white foam, and they were about to die.
The goatee smiled and said, "Why didn't Xiao Shaoxia say goodbye?"
"I've already said goodbye to Wan Daxia," Xiang Yong said helplessly, "What are you doing chasing after you?"
The one with white hair said angrily: "Knowingly ask!"
Goatee smiled and said, "Xiao Shaoxia, you are not righteous enough." You've taken our benefits, and now you want to keep that treasure to yourself?"
Xiang Yong smiled helplessly, and did not deny it: "Everyone wants good things." ”
"Then each according to his ability, take it according to his ability. The one with white hair said proudly.
"The problem is, without me, you wouldn't even be able to find Luo Xin'er's whereabouts. ”
"And what do you say?"
Xiang Yong thought for a while, "That treasure can't be split in half, half for one person." Otherwise, the treasure will be mine, and I will compensate you with something else. ”
"Why not the other way around, the treasure belongs to us, and we will compensate you with something else?" the goatee's eyes flashed.
"That's okay," Xiang Yong said briskly, "but the two of you are very skilled, please give me the things first, and then I will lead you to Luo Xin'er." ”
Goatee took out an object from his arms and threw it to Xiang Yong, "Hmph, I'll let you get a bargain." ”
Another warning: "Xiao Shaoxia, the things have been given to you, don't think about tricks." ”
Xiang Yong glanced at it, and put it away with a smile: "Don't dare, don't dare! That strange treasure belongs to the two of you!"
Although Fan Xiaoyue and the others were curious about what he had taken, they were willing to give up even the main quest, but this was not the time to inquire.
For the time being, the bodies of the rebels were placed in a small village about three miles from the camp.
They rode the Cloud Chaser and soon arrived there.