Chapter Eighty-Three: The Journey
On a not-so-muddy official road, a very dilapidated carriage creaked forward, and this tattered appearance would raise a trace of sympathy even for the bandits who stood in the way.
Although it was said to be a carriage, the horse was an old and weak donkey, and the rope that pulled the cart was set to the top, and the whole figure of the donkey was submerged, leaving only the slender legs of the limbs.
The mud on the official road was a little wet, and the low-lying places were even soaked into muddy pits, and the wooden wheels of the carriage were pressed against it, and because of the weight of it, the old and weak donkey howled three times before pulling out the broken frame.
The driver was a well-dressed teenager, with a soft leopard fur behind the curtain of the frame, and some smoked dried meat hanging from a wooden frame around the inside of the frame.
On top of the soft fur, a weak and innocent girl leaned on it, the expression on her face was a little complicated, looking at the shaking frame around her, she felt that this was a world of difference from the family carriage.
"Big brother, haven't you arrived after walking for so long?" Di Yue's slender arm lifted the door curtain and asked Zhang Yixian, who was driving.
Since Di Yue woke up, Zhang Yixian began to prepare for a long journey, although Hua Xian sent them to the world, but he didn't know the specific location, plus Di Yue's injury, he also planned to wait for a few days to recuperate before leaving.
After three days of repairing on the island in the center of the lake, relying on the immortal fruit left in his golden seal, although Di Yue's injuries have not fully recovered, she can also move freely, as long as she does not use mana and does not do strenuous exercise, her performance is no different from that of a normal person, if she wants her internal injuries to heal completely, she has to wait for Yuan Yi to wake up before making plans.
At this time, Zhang Yixian took Diyue out of the island in the center of the lake, came to the valley at the edge of the lake, and found a cave with a wide view and relative safety to live in.
Unfortunately, when both of their buttocks were not covered with stones on the ground, a leopard more than five feet long came from the hole, and after occupying someone else's cave, Zhang Yixian left the leopard's fur.
He also smoked his whole body of meat and stored it as a food.
He may not have cared about it before, but now that he has recovered his body, he still needs to eat whole grains.
In addition, he was going to give all the stored immortal fruits to Di Yue to eat, which was also good for her injuries, and as for other herbs and the like, he didn't know anything.
"Xiao Yue'er, this is not a magic weapon, just ordinary human carriages and horses, why are you located near Wuyi Mountain at this time, if you want to reach Yingtianfu, you have to travel hundreds of kilometers, maybe you have to walk for ten days and half a month. ”
Zhang Yixian thought for a while, and then blurted out.
Since they left the valley where they first settled, they walked north until they met a hunter's family, and after some inquiry, they learned that this was Wuyi Mountain.
And to go to Yingtianfu, in addition to taking the official road, you also have to guard against bandits, homeless people, and so on.
They found another village market, exchanged some silver taels for the only donkey they could find, and found the tattered frame from a peddler's house, and the two of them slowly hit the road.
Zhang Yixian also wanted to take this opportunity to take a look at this already messy world, and he wanted to feel this feeling of dire distress with his own eyes.
From Wuyi Mountain, along the official road all the way to the north, before going out of twenty miles, he encountered the first wave of robbers.
After breaking up the bandits composed of these outcasts, he found some food from these people, as well as gold and silver, and then let them go.
On the more than 100-mile road they walked from Wuyi Mountain, there were seven or eight teams of mountain bandits who were robbed by the roadblock in their broken carriage.
Although Zhang Yixian has not yet recovered his strength, he is still able to deal with these ordinary people.
Along the way, Di Yue felt very interesting, and when she met a robber, she had to talk to the other party before letting Zhang Yixian do it.
She doesn't seem to tire of these days, for her, everything in the world is new.
The sun gradually sets towards the west, and the fiery red light hits the person, and there is a warmth that reaches the heart.
Whipping the old donkey, he walked along the official road all the way, and he didn't see a place to rest for a long time.
As the sky grew darker, the clouds in the sky turned gray and blended with each other, slowly covering the sky.
A cool breeze began to blow from all directions, as if it had been arranged, and after the cool breeze passed, bursts of rolling thunder came from the sky.
With the sound of thunder, raindrops the size of soybeans fell from the sky.
The old donkey howled and braved the thunderstorm, but he had not yet gone half a mile, and in any case the donkey would not take a step.
With a sigh, Zhang Yixian began to look for a place to stay, pulled the carriage to the edge of the road and bolted it, and sent Di Yue out of the heavy rain.
Looking at the raindrops that kept falling from the sky, the look of surprise on Di Yue's face couldn't be concealed no matter what.
She reached out her hands to touch the wet raindrops that ran across her palms, and she felt good, and gradually became fond of the feeling.
In her life, she had never seen such a magical thing as rain.
After traveling some distance, there was a post station not far from the official road, but it had been abandoned, and it was expanded by the disciples of Buddhism into a place for chanting scriptures and worshipping Buddha, and finally it was also abandoned.
In addition to the four walls, the broken temple seemed empty, and after Zhang Yixian lit a fire, there was a trace of life in the broken temple.
"Big brother, what kind of place is this? How can there be statues of those monks?"
"This is called a temple, and the group of monks you said are called Buddhas, Bodhisattvas. ”
Along the way, Di Yue's childlike nature was gradually revealed, everything in the world was new to her, and Zhang Yixian would explain it to him every time.
People will instinctively be sleepy when they are in a warm place, Zhang Yixian yawned, looked at Di Yue, who was already sleeping with fur, and added a few large pieces of firewood to the fire, he also leaned on the wall behind him and gradually fell asleep.
After a night of heavy rain, there was still no tendency to stop, and when he woke up early in the morning, Zhang Yixian first drove the carriage here, and then took out some meat and roasted it on the fire before starting to eat.
Di Yue didn't like to eat these things, so Zhang Yixian had to boil some porridge for her after she was full.
And at this moment, they were awakened by the sound of ping-pong.
The door of the broken temple was there, and a team of soldiers in red armor entered the temple and found that there were people here. Their eyes became wary.
After the leading sergeant communicated with Zhang Yixian, the team of sergeants each found an empty place to rest.
"There was resentment in this group. ”
Di Yue stared at it for a while, then whispered in Zhang Yixian's ear.