Sitting on a treacherous minister and good time

Being looked at by Song Jing like this, it was unnaturally shifted.It's really... my brother's first request, but I...

A trace of anger towards himself flashed in his aloof eyes, and he lowered his voice awkwardly: "I'm sorry Xiaojing, I usually travel around, perform impromptu performances, and then... the silver taels on my body are always enough for a few days Eat and stay at the hotel..."

"Where's Little Wolf's mustard seed bracelet?" Seeing Bai Li's embarrassment, Song Jing raised the corners of her lips amusedly, and continued to ask the next person.

Little Wolf looked at Song Jing apologetically: "Brother Xiao Jing, I'm really sorry. I checked yesterday, and there wasn't even a copper plate inside the bracelet."

Having said that, Song Jing looked at the unanimous conclusions in everyone's eyes, and suddenly felt that the future was still difficult - now, except for a little silver on Bai Li's body, which may be enough to feed a few people, the others are all penniless.

A serious crisis lay ahead - money.

Song Jing let out a breath, and a helpless smile appeared on her pale face: "It doesn't matter that much. The food we bought is enough to last for a few days. Don't think so much, let's think about countermeasures while walking. We still have a lot of time. It will probably take more than a month for the horse-drawn carriage blessed with the wind array to go to the capital. If you have any ideas, please come forward."

Miss Mei responded softly, and sighed with some regret: "Young master, I always thought that monks are rich people. Just like you did last time, with a wave of your hand, the table is neatly arranged. full of silver."

"You can think about it when you are dreaming." Song Jing said with a blank expression, "Go faster. I don't want to see the whole street being hung up in red."

Miss Mei and Xiaolang smiled softly behind her, and Song Jing's clear eyes also had a gentle smile. Regardless of the crisis of lack of money or Han Zhang in the capital, the road ahead always seems not so smooth, as he said. Like Miss Mei, there are ups and downs, and maybe she will lose her life inadvertently.There are many obstacles, and one has to cross one hurdle after another. There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge.In other words, there is another village where the willows are dark and the flowers are bright?

The ancient Chinese had so many words to comfort their hesitant mind, but they were quite reasonable, and it just worked.

An open city gate gradually appeared in his vision. The city gate was wide and tall, followed by a flat road extending far away, like the future, unknown, hidden invisible crisis.

Out of the gate of the city, Song Jing looked back and saw three serious black characters at the gate of the city - "Tantai Town", as if seeing the spring water and summer rain in the backyard of Tantai's house through the words, and didn't know when he would come back , I don't know if we will meet again.I don't know what you will look like in the future.

The unknown is always full of mystery, making people explore and daunting.

However, I feel that I will always come back again.

Now, goodbye for a while.Song Jing turned around, neatly, but the hidden fetters were difficult to cut off in a free and easy way.

After all, the Tantai family was the first place he arrived after traveling through time.Like the birth of a baby, here a new soul has come.

Not far from the gate of the city, beside the dense forests on both sides of the road, a servant stood beside a simple-looking but large enough carriage. Three tall horses all had chestnut manes, snorted, and their hooves were wrapped in cotton cloth. , should be to prevent slipping.

Miss Mei walked over to handover, the servant waited for Miss Mei to inspect the carriage, nodded in satisfaction, then left alone and returned to Tantai Town.

She waved to Song Jing who was not far away: "Young master, sit on it. Let's set off."

Song Jing walked over, walked around to the back of the carriage, pinched the formula with his hands, his fingers were like a brush, and his spiritual power was like ink, and drew a complicated picture behind the carriage.

The silver light of the spiritual power was shining, outlining the intricate pattern of strokes as thin as a hair. After the last finishing touch, the whole picture flashed on the wooden board behind the carriage, and then disappeared.It was as if silver light had sunk into the inner layers of the plank.

"This is a simplified version of the wind array, which has the power to gather wind." Song Jing said to the doubtful people, "Simply speaking, this way, the carriage will become very light, the burden on the horses will be reduced, and the speed will be reduced." will speed up."

"Hey, the monk is really good." Miss Mei covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes turned to Song Jing, "Master, I want to learn too."

"Let's see the timing." Song Jing jumped into the carriage, "You know, the formulas I practice need to be inherited by blood. You are not from the Xiao family, so you can't practice it. However, if you find one that suits you and Feiyang in the future The formula will definitely guide you in your cultivation."

"Thank you, young master." Miss Mei suppressed the joy in her eyes and boarded the carriage with Fei Yang's help.

Song Jing opened the curtain and walked into the carriage, Miss Mei, Bai Li and Xiao Lang followed behind.

Among the group of people, only Feiyang can do the job of a coachman.The rest of the people probably couldn't even ride a horse.

"Brother Feiyang, if you drive the car, will you be very tired?" After thinking for a while, the little wolf went outside the curtain again and sat side by side with Yun Feiyang, "I'll stay here with you."

Yun Feiyang's tough outline softened a bit: "Little wolf, I'll get tired after a while, remember to go back and sit down."

The little wolf nodded, but his eyes carefully observed Yun Feiyang's handling of the horse.What he thought was that if he learned how to drive a horse later, he could replace brother Feiyang.At least it won't let brother Feiyang work hard all this way.

Song Jing in the carriage could naturally see the little wolf's thoughts, and there was a little pampering and helplessness in his slender eyes. This little boy is really kind-hearted.Especially compared to the little wolf before amnesia.

There are really some thoughts that don't want him to recover his memory.

They were advancing very fast, and some of the snow on the road had been stepped on and melted by carriages and pedestrians coming and going, and there appeared longitudinally extending deep gullies in the snow, which were sunken in the snow after the wheels rolled over. traces of going down.But Song Jing's carriage, after running across the snow, left only a shallow mark, like the carriage itself, not even the weight of an adult.

Yun Feiyang was secretly startled by the monk's unpredictable ability, such a miraculous power... There was a flash of determination in his eyes. When the master's strength reached a certain level, the role of the guards around him did not seem to be very important.

I have to work hard.If the young master can really find a suitable exercise for them to practice, then I can't let the young master down.

When it was about noon, Song Jing sensed the power of the enchantment in front of him.

Xia Yu, if you really let me go, maybe this is the last hurdle.Song Jing sat silently, her expression condensed, I left here, you, the head of Patriarch Tantai, must have sensed it.

The carriage ignored the complicated thoughts in Song Jing's heart, and drove forward with the same speed.It seems that there is nothing in front of it, just a flat road, with the horseshoe flying, it naturally crosses the barrier.

Really, leave.

A strange faint smile appeared on Song Jing's lips, but it disappeared after just a moment.

Tantai's backyard.study.

On the table is the light blue heart letter incense, the green smoke is curling up, and the taste is light, but it is piled up in the heart layer by layer, and the thoughts are repeatedly rolled and entangled in the lingering smoke.

Xia Yu's eyes were gloomy, and she quietly stood in front of the desk with her hands folded, her eyes staring at the light blue crystals burning bit by bit, turning into ashes, and the golden red fire flashed and spread along the writing.

In the blue smoke, his figure and expression seemed to be gradually blurred, as if to be hidden by the smoke in the room.

"Leaving." He suddenly said, drooping his eyelashes, with an incomprehensible emotion, he didn't know who he was speaking to, "Leaving."

After a moment of silence, as if she had calmed down her emotions, Xia Yu's eyes fell on the man kneeling on one knee in front of her.

This is a tall and handsome barbarian man.Her long silver hair was braided into a scorpion-tail braid, and fell over her left shoulder in front of her chest.His face was extremely cold, and even his eyes were ice blue pupils that belonged to a cold and harsh place, like a piece of polar ice that had been condensed and frozen for thousands of years.

"Want to follow me?" Xia Yu's eyes were gloomy. "You didn't tell me the origin, name, and reason. Did you just say you wanted to follow me?"

The man's knife-like lips spit out a short word: "Yes."

Xia Yu stared straight into the man's icy blue eyes, and finally smiled coldly after a while: "From now on, you will be called Phantom, my shadow."

"Yes." The man clenched his right hand and punched his chest, and the silver scorpion tail moved slightly, as if a dormant poisonous scorpion had awakened instantly.

At this time, Song Jing also encountered almost the same situation.

The carriage not far from the barrier has stopped.Song Jing got off the carriage and stood beside him, in front of him was the butler Wu Qihan who left with Tantai Qingyan that night.

"You said, you want to follow me?" Song Jing had a half-smile in his eyes, "Butler Wu, are you kidding me?"

Wu Qihan looked indifferent, with a paralyzed expression that has remained unchanged for thousands of years: "I will be your shadow steward, and you will leave me and Qing Yan."

"You should know how Tantai Qingyan treated me, shouldn't you?" Song Jing blinked, but her slender phoenix eyes were filled with coldness, "Butler Wu, tell me, why should I promise you? "

"With the Mingmeng sword in my hand." Wu Qihan's eyes were not happy, "From now on, apart from Tantai Qingyan, I will only draw the sword for you."

Song Jing turned around, raised her eyebrows lightly, and walked towards the carriage: "Go and pick up Tantai Qingyan."

He got into the carriage, and bent his lips towards Yun Feiyang who was worried in his eyes: "Wait, I will join two more in a while."