Weird fairy

Chapter 259

Li Huowang, who was following the carriage, was thinking about the message that the lama had conveyed while walking.

"Why don't you take it as an example?" Li Huowang's mind flashed the Lion Dance Palace and the dead Han Fu. It seemed that he only did these two things in Qingqiu.

Bai Lingmiao shook his head with some embarrassment, "I don't know, he just said it's not an example, and didn't say anything else."

As for why the other party left suddenly, Li Huowang still didn't know the reason in the end.

Compared with this, he actually cared more about the identity of the other party.

"Don't take it as an example. Don't take it as an example. He actually belongs to Qingqiu Supervisor Tiansi? So this is Supervisor Tiansi?"

Li Huowang began to have a new understanding of this yamen that only listened to its name.He was almost certain that there must be many people as weird as this black lama in the so-called Tianjian Division.

It's just that he still doesn't know whether this news is good or bad for him.

Li Huowang, who came back to his senses, looked up at the sun above his head, and said to the others: "Everyone rest. I'll watch over it."

Hearing this, everyone took the quilts off the bullock cart one after another, threw them on the ground and lay down on them, snoring.

I ran all the way in fear, and my body couldn't hold it anymore.

Li Huowang was also tired, but he could only hold on. Although the lama said it was not an example, he really couldn't trust such a person.

Feeling that he couldn't stand it any longer, he used torture tools to create some pain and stimulate himself. Li Huowang was already familiar with this.

Everyone slept until the evening, and when they were about to make dinner, Li Huowang went to the bullock cart and closed his eyes.

Exhausted, Li Huowang fell asleep, but he didn't sleep well, and all kinds of clueless dreams kept coming and going in his mind.

Suddenly, Li Huowang sat up in his sleep, "It's not the breath of that lama's body, I felt it in Bai Yujing, and it's all on that white Bodhisattva! It's dead air!"

After saying this, Li Huowang's body softened, and under the gaze of everyone, he lay down again and was silent again.

The wheels of the car rolled slowly on the dirt road, and the nearby trees and farmland proved that they had completely left Qingqiu and completely entered the boundary of Daliang.

This also made everyone feel a lot better, at least in Daliang, where there are no such weird lamas.

When he felt that he was about to return to his hometown, Bai Lingmiao was undoubtedly the happiest.

Surrounding Li Huowang, she kept telling stories about her hometown, from her parents to her brothers and sisters, and from her neighbors to the big goose she liked lying on the head of the village.

But Li Huowang has always been absent-minded, he is still thinking about the black-clothed lama before.

"It's not wrong, he is the death energy of Bai Yujing. The one who sacrificed to death with the giant cauldron in the ground before should be their sect!"

Although they don't know the name of their sect, since the other party can use death, their strength is definitely not bad.

Fortunately, I didn't have a conflict with him in the end, otherwise, even if I managed to beat him, I might have to pay a serious price.

"Brother Li, I'm talking to you, what are you thinking?" Bai Lingmiao half-complainingly looked at Li Huowang who ignored him completely.

"Huh? What did you say?" Li Huowang looked at her

"I said, we have so much money that we can build a new building! We can live in our own place!"

"Oh, that's very good." Just when Li Huowang was perfunctory, he suddenly saw that the other party's eyes were not covered with a cloth strip, and immediately untied the ribbon from her hand.

After covering Bai Lingmiao's eyes, Li Huowang clasped the other's palm with five fingers.

"How many times have I told you that you should cover your eyes when the sun is high. If you keep using your eyes like this, you will go blind in a short time."

After saying this, Li Huowang turned his head to look at the other people around him.

From the very beginning, he noticed that they were not the only ones on the road, but also a few skinny and dark-skinned men, they were carrying quilts at one end and dry food at the other, walking together.

Obviously, they were a little afraid of such a group of people with black hats on their heads and unknown origins, and they didn't even dare to look this way.

If it weren't for the normal-looking people like Lu Jiaban, they might have left early.

Li Huowang thought for a while, walked up to Lu Zhuangyuan who was coaxing his grandson, and whispered a few words to him.

"Okay, Xiao Daoist, don't worry." Lu Zhuangyuan, who felt that he was useful, put the cigarette stick under his armpit, and leaned towards the group of men with a smile.

As Li Huowang pulled out the wool balls in his ears, their voices from a distance came into his ears clearly.

"Hehe~ Guys, where are you going?"

"Go to the rye field."

"Oh?"

"It's almost the autumn harvest, we are the wheat field makers."

Through their communication, Li Huowang knew that these mikes were tenant farmers with few fields in their families, and they took advantage of this autumn harvest to harvest for others to earn some copper coins.

Lu Zhuangyuan is worthy of being the old class leader who traveled all over the world, and in a few words, he got what he wanted to know from the honest man's mouth.

"Master Xiao Dao, he said that there is a big Zhuangzi not far ahead, and if you walk a little further along Zhuangzi, there will be a county town."

"I heard that the county is very big, and many Qingqiu people will send sheep there to sell."

Looking at Lu Zhuangyuan's smiling face, Li Huowang nodded, "Then do they know where Niu Xinshan is?"

Li Huowang did not forget that one of the main reasons for his hard work to go to Liang Guolai was to send Bai Lingmiao home.

"Uh, they really don't know about this. I heard from them that there are no mountains on the edge of the green hill. The further you go inside, the more mountains there will be."

In this regard, Li Huowang did not show any disappointment on his face, as if the other party's words had long been in his expectation.

"Since they are locals, let's follow them so as not to get lost. When we get to the county seat, we can buy this map of the Liang Kingdom, and then we can decide where to go next."

"Hey~ okay!" Feeling that he was useful, Lu Zhuangyuan walked back with a smile.

Walking along this muddy path until the afternoon, when they got out of a bamboo forest, the scene in front of them suddenly became clear.

The golden rice, millet, and sorghum are connected together, like a golden ocean with waves stirred up by the breeze.

Some small black spots the size of ants are constantly harvesting the golden color in front of them with the sickle in their hands in the distance.

"The land in Daliang is really fertile. In our hometown, we may not have such a good harvest for several years." Looking at everything in front of him, Lu Zhuangyuan's eyes were full of envy.

No matter what other people think, anyway, those macs saw all this, as if they saw the lucrative wages, they went down to the master's house one after another to negotiate the price.

"It's good to have a good harvest, so we can buy grain cheaper." The small whip was whipped on the cow's buttocks, and the wheels of the cart slowly rolled towards the big farmer.

(End of this chapter)