Achievement of System Fast Travel

Yangzhou was the most important trade outlet in the Southern Tang Dynasty. The original owner ran away from Jinling for several days and nights without sleep before boarding a ship that was about to sail.

Then the pursuers behind him were a step slower than him and could only watch him climb the railing and smile arrogantly at them, completely ignoring the messy face and messy clothes.

Of course, even if he escaped, he still became poor and useless after paying the boat fare because he was chased so badly.

Of course he has plenty of time now.Because he left early, his whereabouts were not discovered by the pursuers.So as long as Li Jing succeeds to the throne and stabilizes the government and issues an arrest warrant for him, it's fine. There's no need to be so nervous.

"Actually...Fanfan, I want to say..." Xiaohuoqi Aiai waited for a long time, sneaked a few glances at Yunfan before hesitatingly said: "Now the male protagonist Abe Seimei is 22 years old, if you don't go, it will be too late!"

Yun Fan's leisurely back paused subtly: "Why is it too late?"

"Of course it's too late to develop a revolutionary friendship with Gong, the protagonist you want to protect before the original Xiaoshou appears!"

"...Is that necessary?" Yun Fan doubted the feasibility of this sentence.

"...Actually, it's too late to catch up with the most important part of the protagonist's experience, which is the part where he explores his own life experience." Xiao Huo looked a little anxious, "You know, sometimes the plot is not everything. What needs to be guarded is his entire life, but there are some important moments that cannot be covered by the plot, so..." At this point, it shook up a little triumphantly, "At this time, Fanfan, you need me! I'll guide you~"

"Oh."

"...Fanfan, why are you so indifferent qaq"

"Save your energy and hurry up."

……

When Yunfan set foot on Japanese soil for the first time, he stopped.

Because he suddenly realized that he, like the original owner, was unable to speak the language, and he knew nothing about Yin-Yang or Taoism...

He saw someone walking towards him, talking wow wow wow, his arms waving, his cheeks seemed to have an abnormal blush, and he looked very excited overall.

But he had absolutely no idea what he was talking about.

"...You don't have a translator or something?" Yunfan listened for a long time but was still at a loss as to what the person wanted to express. "Didn't you say that you will guide me?"

Xiaohuo dawdled and said, "If there is something like a translator...do you still need my guidance?"

"Alright then," Yun Fan suddenly raised the corners of his lips slightly, "'Guide', can you explain to me what he means now?"

"I'm only in charge of guiding you when, where, and what to do. I don't care about such trivial matters." Xiao Huo straightened up and said confidently.

Yun Fan just gave it a sideways glance, and his tone seemed to be disdainful: "At first, I also thought it was unreliable to count on you."

Xiaohuo was hit immediately knowingly.

After gesturing for a long time, Yun Fan managed to let a driver understand where they wanted to go, and boarded the car smoothly.

An unknown fragrance was burning in the swaying bullock cart, and the green smoke was lingering.The slightly drunken sunlight hit him warmly through the opened bamboo curtain, and the creaking sound of the wooden axle of the bullock cart echoed in his ears, like an old song sung softly.

Yunfan finally closed his eyes a little sleepily.

After an unknown amount of time, something gently touched the tip of his nose, and it slid down the skin to create a perfect arc. The touch was soft and gentle.Yun Fan opened his eyes, picked up a petal of cherry blossoms that fell on his clothes with his fingertips, and then glanced out the window as if feeling something.

——It was a touch of red and white rolling like clouds, rolling down from the foot of the distant mountains overwhelmingly.The land is not very vast, and the cherry blossoms are not as beautiful as before, but they are so gorgeous that they are almost coquettish.

It is a burning blaze, or a sad elegy sung by knowing one's own short life, which should only exist in the thick and colorful description of the picture scroll.

The sweet scent of the breeze, mixed with the dampness of the soil and the coolness of the dew, hit their faces.The coachman showed a relaxed expression, turned his head and said something to Yun Fan, but he couldn't understand, but his brows were frowned.

At the same time, there was a faint smell of blood floating in the wind.

He lowered his head and carefully looked at the petals in his hand.It was in the shape of a peach heart. The color near the root was as rich as blood, and it became lighter as it went up, until it became almost flawless pure white at the top.The strong contrast and chromatic aberration made Yunfan feel slightly dizzy, and he quickly looked away to get rid of this momentary feeling.

The scenery outside the window flows slowly, and the mountains in the distance are still motionless. The pitch-black mountains give people inexplicable horror, faintly attracting Yun Fan's eyes to linger on them.

The bullock cart turned a corner and stopped, the driver turned his head and said a word, and drove away slowly.

Yunfan looked up at the plaque of the house in front of him, and based on the very few Chinese characters in it, he deduced that it should be similar to a hotel.He thought that he had no relatives, no reason, and no reason to meet the protagonist, so he could only settle down here first.

The heavy wooden door let out an overwhelmed low-pitched groan, and as the door gradually opened, fine dust rippled along with wisps of sunlight that came in.

The lady proprietress who was kneeling behind the counter smiled and walked towards Yun Fan. The complicated and layered single clothes were dragged on the floor, and the ribbon around her waist was tied in the shape of a butterfly behind her, trembling with her steps.

The movement of her eyes showed a shockingly charming charm, and the arc evoked when she covered her lips and smiled lightly was intoxicating.Her vermilion lips parted lightly, but she spoke in orthodox Chinese: "Guest officer wants to stay at the hotel?"

"Yes, it's troublesome." Yun Fan nodded politely to the proprietress, but his eyes stayed on the wooden comb in her hair for a long time before moving away.

"Please come with me." She bent down and saluted, picked up an oil lamp from the table and turned back with small steps. As she walked, she turned around and asked him with a smile, "Is the guest Han Chinese? I don't know what you call it?"

"Yunfan. What about you?"

The woman's bright eyes swept towards Yunfan lightly: "You can call me... Boss Ge."

Yun Fan's fingers hanging by his side suddenly trembled: "Ge... doesn't look like Yamato's surname. Does the boss have the same ancestral home as mine?"

Her footsteps stopped suddenly.After a while, he smiled as if he was in a good mood: "...well."

The sky was gloomy, and the lights in the corridor were as dim as beans, and the slightest movement from time to time could bring about the flickering of light and shadow.Boss Ge stopped in front of a room: "This is your room, I hope you have a good time."

After tidying up a bit, Yunfan lay down on his back on the bed on the floor, his eyes following the trajectory of Xiaohuo's flight.

Xiaohuo covered his face in shame when he was watched: "Why are you looking at me like this, Fanfan~" Its weird out-of-tune ending made Yunfan silently shake off goosebumps.

"That Boss Ge must be the legendary Ge Ye."

"……Hey?"

"Don't tell me you don't know." Yun Fan's eyes were still fixed on it, "Is this your fault? Send me directly to Ge Ye and force me to have a relationship with the protagonist... so What's the point of doing it?"

"The meaning is... Abe Seimei will come to find his mother recently and inherit the powerful spiritual power. At this historic moment, you need to verify it with your own eyes." Xiaohuo flew down limply and rubbed Yunfan's hand, " I sent you here because...it's convenient."

Yun Fan turned his head, it was completely dark outside, scattered scattered stars dotted around the full moon, shining faintly.

He watched quietly, the color of the moon was reflected in his eyes, bright but cold: "Then..." He paused, and then asked word by word: "What is this place? Also, what is the place on my back?" What is it?"

The corner of Xiaohuo's mouth twitched, and tears suddenly filled his eyes: "I thought you would find out qaq later"

"We are now in the Xintai Forest... and this is the Lost City, and all the monsters who come here are still lost monsters."

"...I remember I told the coachman that I was going to Heian-kyo."

"Then why don't we come here and wait for the rabbit, Fanfan!" Xiaohuo's eyes radiated dreamy colors, "He will definitely come, I promise!"

Yun Fan closed his eyes and stopped talking.

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The ballads that were sung since childhood, the beautiful woman who turned into a white fox under the moonlight, the whispers whispering like smoke and mist...

The white safari coat brushed by the flowers and plants was wet by the late night dew, and a pure white hand twisted a paper butterfly on the window sill.The butterfly's wings trembled a few times, then obediently fell on the finger and did not move.

"If you miss it, come and look for it...the deepest part of Izumi Shinta Forest, Ge Zhiye..."

The soft voice seemed to carry some meaningful and distant smile, but his eyes were confused and contradictory.

"Mother." His lips were slightly pursed, but the originally rosy color turned pale at this moment, "Should I...should I go to you? Do you want me to...?"

He always remembered the way his mother looked at him that night, full of unbelievable surprise and panic.

But that's not all.

The resentment and pain that she hid so well was discovered by him.