Fan Baili buried his head like an ostrich, hoping that Bai Yi, who came down to inspect, could not see himself.

However, in the tense situation, he did this with some meaning that there were no three hundred taels of silver here. On weekdays, he is a guide who has the courage to step forward, but now he is a turtle with a shrunken head, and several knights around him are a little surprised, but they do not show any contempt, after all, he has proven himself before.

What's more, it is obvious that he is overthinking, with his current image, Bai Yi will not look at him at all, and the two have no chance to meet at all.

Besides, at this time, Fan Baili's face was as black as a piece of carbon, and his body was dressed like a typical southern Xinjiang mountain man, with a scruffy beard, where was there still the chivalrous style before, Bai Yi just looked at it a few times, if he didn't think about it, he wouldn't recognize that this was Fan Baili, the former wind-chasing boy.

It's funny to say, originally he wanted to hide from the Demon Sect, but for the mystery of his life experience, he had to take the initiative to approach southern Xinjiang, and he was getting closer and closer to the land of a hundred flowers.

Since Bai Yi is here, there is naturally no need to argue, although she is also a good temper on weekdays, but there is no need to do so in her own land, and the people under her rule are naturally in great need of encirclement.

What's more, this team looks like a caravan between Southern Xinjiang and the Central Plains, and this is the God of Wealth that cannot be offended, so Bai Yi is very generous and said that he can pass later.

This made the elder very surprised, how could the dignified Hundred Flowers Holy Maiden Bai Yi be so well along?

Feng Jianshan was also a little surprised, he could already see that this team was not mortal. Just looking at the team, although the costumes are different and strange, the combat effectiveness is much stronger than the strong men behind him, this is the intuition brought to him by years of experience in walking the rivers and lakes.

But since the matter has come to this, he is not hypocritical, anyway, it is not far from the helm of Baihua, and when something inexplicable happens here, he can ask Baihuayi for an explanation, and he doesn't have to find the owner like before.

Now that the matter is settled, the wheels roll forward and continue on their own path.

Seeing that she was far away, Bai Yi was still standing in place, but the maid was a little curious, and stepped forward and asked, "Miss, it's time to leave, what are you thinking?"

"That person's appearance seems a little familiar, it can't be that guy dressed up, right?"

"Who?"

"Ah, you don't know, it's just an old man, let's go. ”

After speaking, he stopped paying attention to the maid and went to take care of himself.

The little maid pouted, shook her head, and quickly followed. But my heart has never been calm, since Miss's trip to the Central Plains, it has changed a lot, and it is very different from before.

After the previous turmoil, Fan Baili's team was a little quieter than before, although there was no conflict, but everyone realized that this was on someone else's territory after all, it was better to keep a low profile.

Otherwise, if there is a similar situation, there is no such reasonable person, I am afraid that it will be inevitable that there will be a turmoil, and the loss of things will be small, and if the person in the carriage is injured, it will be a thousand deaths.

Feng Jianshan, as an old Jianghu who is used to running the dock, naturally knows the truth of courtesy, and they use the excuse of rest, so they lean the team on the side of the road, which is called drinking time. Those who are familiar with the convoy and the handle of Feng's sword know that this has never happened before. The reason why he did this is also very simple, that is, to let the past be in vain.

Sure enough, after the other party walked a certain distance, Feng Jianshan once again ordered to set off, but this distance was always two miles away from Bai Yi's convoy.

Although the elder and Bai Yi had a hidden aura, his old Feng was not a chick, and he seemed to see that the opposite convoy was extraordinary and strange.

With this team in front, Feng Jianshan, as the leader, was both vigilant and relaxed, and after a distance of nothing, he also slacked off a lot, and like Fan Baili, he leisurely closed his eyes and recuperated.

In the past, after passing this road, some fierce beasts raised by Baihua would patrol from time to time, but this time these fierce beasts seemed to have encountered something extremely frightening, and they avoided Bai Yi's convoy when they saw it.

Lao Feng deliberately lagged behind on his horse, and did not stop until Fan Baili's carriage was on the side.

"I said, boy, don't pretend to be asleep, the discerning person will know at a glance that you are deliberately avoiding them. Tell me, do you notice anything unusual? Your nose is much more clever than that of a dirt dog. ”

"My Feng Ye, do you still need to find out, you look at what kind of outfit our young lady is, and then you look at other people's young ladies. I know that it must be a person with extremely high cultivation, and as for you not feeling it, it shows a problem, and the cultivation is beyond your sensing ability. Moreover, those who dare to ride on horses and don't care about the poisonous miasma in southern Xinjiang look like they have been here all year round, and they can also be honest and don't care about the covetousness of any villain. Even with his legs, he can figure out that this person is a person of a hundred flowers, and the level is not low!"

After listening to Fan Baili's narration, Feng Jianzhi seemed to have a retrospective, and couldn't help but sigh, alas, you still have good brains, I'm old and confused, and I'm useless!

"You're too worried, and you're in the middle of the mountains and you're overshadowed by clouds. I'm out of the mountain, so I can see it more clearly. ”

"You kid, you are fast-talking, where is the appearance of a mountain man. I see that you deliberately avoid the nobles, after all, there is your story. However, these days, we are all grateful for your benefits, and we have never seen anything wrong with you, so brother, I treat you as a real brother, it doesn't matter if there are any hurdles that can't be passed, people, don't be invincible in the world, when I was young, I was more youthful than you, and now I have become a thick-skinned old immortal, hahaha......"

Feng Jianshan's laughter, Fan Baili was also happy, the old oilers don't have much other skills, but their ability to talk to people is first-class.

The two teams traveled for two days, and finally arrived at Mogu, the small city where the Hundred Flowers Altar is located.

Compared with the big cities in the Central Plains, the ancient city of Mo is indeed insignificant, but it is a dominant existence in southern Xinjiang.

Compared with the Central Plains, the population of southern Xinjiang is much worse, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and there are many miasma, the river network is dense, and the ponds and marshes are everywhere, and there is no terrain that can establish a large city with a population of one million in the Central Plains.

In southern Xinjiang, where 100,000 people are already in the city, they are still facing drainage problems.

As a gathering place for human beings to develop southern Xinjiang very early, the ancient city of Mo naturally became one of the core cities early.

The buildings in the city are very different from those in the Central Plains, with bamboo buildings all over the place, and they are all stilted buildings, and the buildings are low, and there are very few buildings with more than three floors. However, there is an exception to everything, and that is the Hundred Flowers Altar in the center of the city.