072 long river is like smoke and wind

The evening moon is extremely round, but the light is slightly dim. The white clouds are very thin. The full moon shuttles through the thin clouds as light as yarn. There is a circle of colorful light around her around the full moon. This light is infrared purple, weakening the moonlight. In the north, there is a gap in the light.

At this time, above the sky, it seemed to transform the smiling face of the person she wanted to see most but dared to meet most. However, soon, the smiling face was blown away by the wind and turned into a wisp of thin cloud, accompanied by the dim full moon, until the sea withered, rocks, and the sea and mulberry fields.

Qin Ji looked at the cloudless but extremely dim moon in the air and the halo gap pointing to the north, and said in her heart that the wind was coming from the north. She turned her head and looked at the direction of Chushan in the distance, and then sighed slightly. Qin Ji turned back to the room, then sat down a few times ago and put the plain hand lightly on the piano, but she did not play the piano at this time, because there were guests outside her bamboo house.

"It's you." Qin Ji didn't get up. She just looked at the visitor, and then turned to the lyre on the piano, but said nothing more.

"Girl Qin, be sound. I never thought that after so many years, Miss Qin, you are still so beautiful as a flower. I feel particularly sorry. The visitor stroked her hand and smiled. The person was dressed in red, and her dress was also extremely elegant, but her face was extremely enchanting. The two appeared on one person at the same time, but it did not make people feel any strange. If Nangong Xia saw this person, she would definitely recognize him. She was Luo Ji, whom she had met in Xuancheng.

"If you don't practice well, what's the matter if you come to my place?" Qin Ji said lightly that she was not in the mood to deal with some boring words of this charming woman at this time.

"Well, since Miss Qin doesn't like it, the little girl will make it clear. Some time ago, I heard that Miss Qin seemed to have sent Aoki's order to the host of Aoki. Why did she have no news about Aoki order today? Why did the Aoki order host have to worry about his life instead?! Luo Ji said that she was sitting opposite Qin Ji at this time and looked at Qin Ji with interest in her eyes, but he also knew that Qin Ji did not like others to be too close to him, so that Luo Ji was also far away from Qin Ji.

"What's the use of telling me about this? Our agreement is for you to find those things." Qin Ji looked at the enchanting woman in front of her, but she quickly turned her face away and looked in the direction of Chushan. At this time, she turned over with her bare hands, and then a small bell appeared in her hand. She put the bell on the piano, and then said to Luo Ji, "You give this thing to the Aoki's host. This It can temporarily ensure the safety of her life.

"Thank you. With the magic weapon of Miss Qin, there must be no danger for the host." Luo Ji smiled and picked up the bell and looked at it. The bell seemed to be ordinary gold, but it exuded a very faint fairy spirit, which made her feel that the bell was not ordinary. She put it away and then said, "I will find time to give this thing to her, but Miss Qin, why don't you control her in her hand? "Increase variables."

"It's up to you, but ask me again." Qin Ji said that after she finished speaking, she no longer paid attention to the gorgeous woman in front of her.

The next day, in the Yuhua Palace Mountain Road, Nangong Xia slowly walked down the mountain, accompanied by Sima Hanling and Zhao Mingguang, who volunteered to go together. At this time, they left the Yuhua Palace in Chushan, but they went to the north to find a way to cure Sima Hanling.

"Well, tired, do you want to stop and rest for a while?" Nangong Xia asked, at this time, Sima Hanling's cultivation was also completely useless, and she was not even an ordinary woman, so she was sweaty before she went far, and her footsteps slowed down.

"No, it's okay. I think we'd better go down the mountain and have a rest." Sima Hanling smiled apologetically at Nangong Xia and Zhao Mingguang, and then went down with his thighs with his hands.

"Oil, don't be able to do it." Nangong Xiadao, he pulled Sima Hanling with one hand and let her sit on the side of the mountain road. Sima Hanling didn't say much when he saw this.

"It's good for us to buy a carriage together after going down the mountain." Sima Hanling said that after drinking several mouthfuls of water, she took out a veil and wet it with water, and then wiped the sweat stains on her face. She did not like the sticky feeling of her whole body after sweating. Since she achieved a little bit of cultivation, she has not experienced this feeling of sweating so much all over her body for a long time.

"The carriage? Why buy a carriage? Zhao Mingguang was slightly stunned when he heard this. He looked at Sima Hanling and said, "We can take you to the sword at this time, so why take a boat and a car like ordinary people? It's too slow."

"There is no need to be in such a hurry. We can take this opportunity to enjoy the scenery along the way." Sima Hanling said that at this time, she only looked to the northwest, and her face was also yearning. That was the direction that several people were going to go.

"Well, anyway, there is no hurry about this matter." Nangong Xia said, he looked into Sima Hanling's eyes at this time, and saw that there seemed to be some flashing in Sima Hanling's eyes at this time, and there were still deep worries hidden in it. Nangong Xia thought for a moment and guessed her thoughts. Thinking that the evil spirit had been tormenting her for a long time, she didn't want to hurry faster at this time, but it was not because I want to be hit again.

Three people are also like mortals in the world, rushing during the day and staying at night. The three walked all the way to the northwest, crossed the river, crossed the river, and walked for more than a month before they reached the boundary of Jingyang City.

However, in these troubled times, people are like grass mustard, the land of the Central Plains, the white bones are full of wild, and thousands of miles of red wilderness. There is no one left-behind people. These Xia remnants, since Xuanyuan and several generations have flourished, have been forced to the edge of extinction. ( PS: There may be some things involving the secular court in this book, but they will not go deep.)

Besides, this Jingshui basin has a flat land, developed agriculture and abundant products. It was originally a detailed place in the Western Zhou Dynasty and a prosperous place in the Western Qin Dynasty, but at this time it was already a dilapidated image. The ancient water conservancy project has been dilapidated after hundreds of years of war and disrepair. At this time, the rich granary that supported the Western Zhou Dynasty and the Central Plain of Dingding in the Western Qin Dynasty is only a desolate plain. Except for some land and production near the town, the rest of the place has long been left unattended and has become a paradise for birds and beasts.

Jingyang is located in the land of Sanqin, northwest of Chang'an, at the southern foot of Zhongshan, and the sun of Jingshui (the north of the water and the south of the mountain). Since the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, she has been a place of Tianbao and outstanding people. At this time, the sun has tilted westward, and it is already dusk, and the city of Jingyang is also extremely depressed at this time. There were not many guests in the post station. At this time, Nangong Xia and others were sitting here listening casually.

"I heard that Rouran in the north launched a large-scale internal invasion in August, led 60,000 horses into the clouds, killed the officials and people, and also captured the old capital Shengle." A middle-aged man said that the man was wearing a thick cloth shirt, a fast hat, and had divine eyes. He was a sergeant. At this time, he sat at the table with the other five people and talked about the world casually. And his machete is on the right hand side. In this case, if something happens, he can quickly take out the knife. From then on, it can be seen that their vigilance as soldiers is also extremely high.

"Yes, but that's what happened last year. What's the use of it now?" Another man said that he picked up a bowl of water and wine and poured it into his mouth, and then said, "But what can we do? It's not for the young emperor of the State of Wei who only killed 20,000 people and fled."

"It is said that this year, the emperor will make a big expedition against Rouran. At this time, he has divided his troops into the desert, and I don't know what the result will be." Another man said that his clothes were in summer, but his hair was only half tied up, but he couldn't tell whether he was a Xia or a barn.

"Well, the emperor has his own protection from heaven and earth, and how can you people understand?" An old voice came from an old man at another table. The old man held a wooden stick in his hand, but the top of the stick was a skull the size of an adult's fist. His eyes were inlaid with two blood rubies. The two fontanels (xìn) doors on the top of the skull were not closed. It was taken from a baby under one year old.

"It's a mage, a rude man is reckless." When those people saw this person, they dared not say more.

"Hmm." The man snorted coldly and ignored several rough people. He just turned his head and looked at the two men and a woman in the right corner. The two men were not old, and their appearance was beautiful, calm and elegant, while the girl seemed to be eleven or twelve years old. She was dressed in an emerald green dress, but she was also bright and cute. It was these three people's different temperament that made him feel a little depressed and dangerous.

When Zhao Mingguang saw the old man looking at the three of them, he felt extremely uncomfortable. At this time, he looked back fiercely, and his right hand was also ready to secretly sacrifice his fairy sword. Seeing this, Nangong Xia shook his head at him, signaling him not to be too impulsive.

Not long after the old man sat down, Zhao felt that the three could not provoke him, so he got up and left.

"We are here and don't understand the things here, so it's better not to provoke these people." Nangong Xiadao, although he knew that the old man's cultivation was not high, he was unwilling to compete with him in the town. In the north of the river, the power of Daomen is extremely weak, but the power of those people is getting stronger and stronger.

"Forget it, after all, this is not Jiangnan. It's better not to mess around, so as not to cause those troubles." Sima Hanling also said that she said so, but she was not afraid of those alien evil cultivations, but did not want to cause trouble

Besides, when the sergeants saw that the mage was far away, they began to talk casually. Several people spoke loudly. Although Nangong Xia and the three hated several people, they were also extremely restrained at this time and ignored several people.

"What's so terrible about Rouran? He wanted to go to the year. The emperor only brought 20,000 iron horses to help and was surrounded by Rouran's army. At that time, the emperor was only 16 years old, but he was not afraid. He fought between the soldiers and the arrows and stones. At that time, there were countless deaths and injuries on the left and right, and the emperor was calm, with the enemy interspersed in the army. Rouran was in chaos. He was defeated and fled. A middle-aged man said that he was also wearing thick clothes, but compared with the others, he was more gorgeous. Between his words, he was also much more stable, and between his actions, there was a strong atmosphere in it.

This person should be a few leaders, or an officer. Nangong Xia secretly said that he was interested in listening to these people at this time and wanted to get some useful information from them, but he already knew what they were saying now, and there was nothing new to say.

Sima Hanling also knew Nangong Xia's thoughts, so although she hated these ordinary people so loudly, she did not interrupt them. She just sat quietly and occasionally listened to these things, but this matter was extremely boring for her.

"Well, I think I will be defeated this time." Another man echoed. The man was tall, with thick eyebrows and thick eyes, and his eyes were extremely pale blue, but his behavior was no different from that of the local left-behind Xia people. However, over the years of strife and the murder of various ethnic groups have made it almost impossible to distinguish the line of blood here.

However, compared with the people in the south of the Yangtze River, these people still have great differences in behavior, etiquette, customs, language, and appearance, and this difference, accompanied by disputes and integration, is getting bigger and bigger. People in the north are getting farther and farther away from summer etiquette and civilization. At this time, they have almost become rootless and have no foundation. Wood.

(This is a transition, so it looks a little messy)