After a night, the rain had stopped, but the sky was still gloomy. The big ship finally stopped by a reed bank.
They had left the Ba Shu region and entered the Jing Chu region.
On the embankment, snow catkins fly flowers, the shore Zhi Ting orchid, sand gulls fly together, partridges Youyou.
At a fork in the road, Yu Qi bid farewell to Ji Ling and his sister.
Yu Qi planned to go east to Xiangyang, while Ji Ling and his sister were going north to cross the river. After parting here, it was unknown when they would meet again.
"I've benefited a lot from this journey with Brother Yu," Ji Ling said with some emotion. However, it is common for the world to gather and disperse. After today's farewell, I hope Brother Yu's wish will come true.”
Yu Qi listened quietly. He knew what Ji Ling meant by his wish coming true.
"Take care, Brother Ji," he said in a deep voice.”
"Take care." Ji Ling nodded heavily.
Yu Qi cupped his fists, held the Soul Destroying Sword, and carried the zither bag on his back. He turned around and left in big strides.
Not far away, a soft call suddenly came from afar.
"Yu Qi…"
There was longing and reluctance in her eyes…
Yu Qi didn't dare to look anymore, he turned around and walked away with firm steps.
……
The land of South Chu had been prosperous since ancient times. Beautiful mountains and clear waters.
I got up, holding the soul-destroying sword in my hand, and walked along the ancient road of Xiangyang.
The land of Jing Chu had just experienced an autumn rain. The rainbow hung high in the sky, and the grass and trees were green.
On the official road, Yu Qi was thinking about where to go.
Forget it. I should first understand the engagement and ask about Monkey along the way.
Along the way, every step he took could be described as dangerous. If he was not chased down, he would encounter demons and ghosts. It could be said to be a real-life version of his journey to the east.
If he didn't quickly resolve the matter of the engagement, he was afraid that there would be an unpredictable disaster.
Speaking of which, his fiancée, He Xiang, had a powerful background. She was the reincarnation of a Celestial Immortal.
Even though he had experienced all kinds of disasters and crises before, he was still willing to give up on this kind of good thing, even if he could get a trace of benefits.
On the ancient road of Xiangyang, it was drizzling in the evening rain.
The green-robed youth carried a long bundle on his back and held a sword in his hand as he staggered along the muddy official road.
Yu Qi saw that the majestic ancient city of Xiangyang was already in sight. They had finally arrived. Under the joy in his heart, he could not help but quicken his pace.
Suddenly, the sound of a horse neighing came from behind Yu Qi.
A few tall horses were seen galloping over with their whips raised. The few knights sitting on the horses were dressed in strong clothes and looked majestic. They held whips in their hands and carried bows and arrows on their backs. One look and one could tell that they were the guards of a wealthy family.
Their news was like the wind, and their momentum was like thunder.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way…"
A shout came from far away, and Yu Qi became absent-minded for a moment.
Seeing that these horses were about to crash into Yu Qi, Yu Qi seemed to have sensed it and jumped into the grass beside the road.
"Huff huff…"
The cavalry whistled past, and without even looking back, they headed straight for the city gates of Xiangyang.
Yu Qi stood tall and straight, shaking off the mud on his green robe. His brows were deeply locked, and his cold eyes looked at the group of knights that had left, his gaze uncertain.
He thought to himself, That trance just now shouldn't be an illusion…
"Young man, don't look anymore.”
"You can't afford to offend the Fu family. Sigh…"
An old woodcutter wearing a gray robe and wooden shoes walked past Yu Qi with two bundles of firewood. His simple and honest face was filled with sorrow.
Yu Qi came back to his senses.
"You almost got knocked to death just by walking," he said coldly.”
He turned around and realized that he wasn't the only one who had been disturbed. Not far away, a middle-aged coachman with an aged face was pulling a large cart full of water tanks. The cart had already been overturned by the side of the road.
Several jars were broken, and large pieces of them scattered in the mud.
The middle-aged coachman lowered his head to collect the broken pieces of the broken vat and complained with a bitter face,"These bastards of the Fu family only know how to come out and harm people all day long.”
Yu Qi sighed and carried the zither bag on his back. He lifted the Soul Destroying Sword and headed towards Xiangyang City.
After passing through the spacious city gate and stepping into Xiangyang City, a sense of vicissitudes and antiquity that belonged to this era hit him.
Several customers who had entered the city chatted in low voices while eating.
On the streets, carriages of mules and horses loaded with goods shuttled back and forth in the drizzle.
Yu Qi was about to find an inn to settle down so that he could change out of his clothes that were splashed with mud.
At this moment, under a large pagoda tree on the street in front of them, a crowd of people gathered. Yu Qi originally wanted to take a detour over, but he did not have the intention to join in the fun.
But suddenly, a middle-aged scholar wearing a square Confucian scarf pointed at the wooden sign of the white birch tree and said in a clear voice,""I am Dong Yong, my ancestral home is Qiancheng County, Tai 'an County. I have lived with my father in Xiaogan County, Nanyang County.
Last year, there was a great flood. He and his father came to Xiangyang to visit their relatives. Unexpectedly, his father fell ill in an inn and died in a foreign land.
Now that I have run out of money and have no money to bury my father and return home, I am willing to sell myself as a slave, be an ox or a horse, and ask for silver. I have no proof of my words. I can write a written note to prove it.”
It was written in small regular script, and it was a story about a young man named Dong Yong who failed to find a family and his father died in a foreign land.
Yu Qi's heart moved slightly as he muttered to himself,"Dong Yong? Same name? But selling myself to bury my father…"
Yu Qi raised his sword and stepped forward to split the crowd. He saw a young man in ragged clothes kneeling on the cold bluestone slab with his head lowered, allowing the onlookers to point at him.
Behind him, there was a tattered and dirty mat, covering a barefooted corpse.
Seeing this, Yu Qi frowned.
In front of them, there was the Qingqiu Mountain, then Judge Zhong, and now there was the male lead who seemed to be a fairy, the so-called number one gigolo in the world, Dong Yong.
Could it be that all of this is because I'm involved with that Celestial Immortal fiancée? Or was it because of his Divine Treasure? Or was it because he was a transmigrator?
Yu Qi shook his head. If he couldn't figure it out, then he wouldn't think about it for now. Anyway, having these karma wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
In the history of his previous life, Dong Yong was a filial son of the Han Dynasty. His ancestral home seemed to be in Shandong or Shanxi.
Yu Qi thought that if this Dong Yong was that Dong Yong, things would be much more interesting.
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