Mo Shanshan was both satisfied and dissatisfied. She was satisfied that Ning Que didn't know her. Then there would be less noise and trouble. She was dissatisfied that Ning Que didn't know her, so she had to overturn some of her original ideas.
Because of some conflicting feelings, she didn't know what to say. She had to imitate her Master's usual behavior, gently patting his shoulder, and then turned away.
Looking at her back, Ning Que thought that this girl from Black Ink Garden was really proud and indifferent to the extreme.
Noticing his expression, Cat Girl was worried that he would misunderstand her Senior Sister and be unhappy. However, it was not convenient for her to explain for her Senior Sister, so she could only snort angrily and leave.
"I don't doubt Senior Brother Zhong's identity as a student of the Academy. The other party is from the Chang 'an Academy, so there should be no problem. But Senior Brother Zhong is a Tang. He has countless ways to enter the Wilderness. He can go with the Yan army or the Tang imperial court's envoy. But he has to hide his identity and follow us into the Wilderness …"
Zhuo Zhihua looked at Mo Shanshan beside her by the fire at night. She slightly frowned and said in a low voice, "No matter how he explained to you before, and how many shadows of the Tang imperial court and the Academy are behind this, it must be a big deal. The Great River Kingdom is weak, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to get out of such a big deal."
Cat Girl shook her head and said, "What are you afraid of? It must be good to go into the Wilderness with the Academy. Even if it will bring us trouble, we have the same amulet. "
Zhuo Zhihua smiled helplessly and rubbed the girl's head. She thought that although the two countries had been on good terms for generations, if it was really a dispute between the Tang Empire and the Divine Hall as she imagined, the amulet might become a fatal amulet.
Mo Shanshan, who had been listening quietly, said at this time, "Let him follow my carriage."
Hearing this, Cat Girl gently clapped her hands and smiled. She looked at Zhuo Zhihua and comforted her, "Senior Sister, what are you afraid of? Even if Senior Brother Zhong is a master of the Second floor of the Academy, he won't mess around, right? "
Mo Shanshan said softly, "He is not a student of the Second floor … It's really a pity."
Cat Girl asked in surprise, "Senior Sister, how do you know?"
Mo Shanshan looked at the dancing flames on the fire and seemed to be looking further away. She said, "If he is a student of the Second floor of the Academy, how can he not know my name?"
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That captain had once questioned how Ning Que, as a student of the Second floor, did not know the secret of the Seven Tomes of Arcane. Now Mo Shanshan had also expelled him from the Second floor of the Academy because of his ignorance. If Ning Que knew this, he would probably be depressed that he only knew how to cultivate in the Back Mountain of the Academy and forgot to ask about these things.
The next day, Ning Que rode the Big Black Horse to the bank of the Blue Lake. The heavy luggage was placed on both sides of the horse's back, making the Big Black Horse shake its head and breathe out hot air. It seemed extremely dissatisfied, but it did not seem to be exhausted.
He changed into an ordinary disciple's uniform of Black Ink Garden and put on a bamboo hat to cover most of his face. Ning Que was still not satisfied, so he took out the mask that Sangsang sewed by herself from his luggage and put it on carefully.
Mo Shanshan walked out from behind the yellow cloth. Today she did not wear the plain white dress, nor did she wear the wide blue belt around her waist. Like other girls from the Great River Kingdom, she wore a plain wide skirt and a bamboo hat with a veil hanging on the top of her head. Her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were all hidden behind the veil and could not be seen clearly.
Both of them wished they could change their faces and make themselves the most inconspicuous. However, they had seen each other's true faces, so they suddenly found that the other had the same idea as them. They could not help but feel a little strange.
The two looked at each other and did not speak. Then they brushed past each other.
At that moment, Ning Que noticed that the girl's gaze hidden behind the veil did not completely fall on him. He could not help but frown, thinking that she actually wanted to show her disdain to him through the veil?
He snorted in his heart and thought that even Prince Long Qing was not his opponent in pretending to be lonely and indifferent. You are such a good young girl, don't even think of using this kind of gaze to hit me.
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After the disciples of Black Ink Garden finished organizing their troops, they marched towards the east and came to the side of the coalition camp. From the logistics department, they received the rations from the Central Plains to assist the Left King's Palace. The people of the Central Plains Coalition Army and the Yuelun Kingdom were very clear that the real difficulties and dangers would appear after entering the Wilderness. Therefore, they did not encounter any twists and turns or any difficulties.
Two hundred Yan cavalries, more than a hundred civilian workers who were driving the carriages, and a dozen disciples of Black Ink Garden from the Great River Kingdom left the frontier fortress in such a simple manner. Accompanied by the winter wind and the fake morning sun, they walked into the cold and vast Wilderness.
The Yan cavalries escorting the grain team moved forward silently. The civilian workers who were driving the grain carriages looked uneasy or numb. The disciples of Black Ink Garden spread out to guard the surroundings. Other than the grain carriages, there were also two horse carriages that belonged to Black Ink Garden. Mo Shanshan was in one of the carriages, while Ning Que rode on the Big Black Horse and followed closely behind.
After traveling for more than ten miles, the military camp behind them had long disappeared. He took off the conical hat on his head and looked at the snow that had accumulated in the withered yellow grass. Hearing the shrill cry of an eagle that came from somewhere, his eyes that were exposed outside the mask had a gleam of joy. He had not seen such a familiar scenery for a long time. Even the slight pain caused by the cold air entering his lungs made him feel as if he had returned home.
For the next few days, there was nothing much to be done. The troop that was moving slowly on the Wilderness could also drag out a large amount of dry dust. It was quite imposing. They did not encounter any blind horse bandits or wandering soldiers, nor did they encounter any strange things.
Since the Divine Hall had assigned such a difficult task to the Black Ink Garden, they had intended to make things difficult for them. On the surface, they had done it well. The highest authority of the grain delivery team was also given to the Black Ink Garden. The two hundred Yan cavalries and grain wagons had to listen to the orders of these girls.
When Commander Ning Que came to the side of the horse carriage and said a few words to Mo Shanshan through the window, the originally arranged Yan army guide was officially laid off. The route of the troops, the choice of camp, and the arrangement of time were all decided by him.
Under his command, the troops walked strictly along the surrounding hills of the Kidney Sea. Even though they could not find water every day, at least they could ensure an adequate supply of firewood. The troops set up camp very early every day. Just after noon, Ning Que requested to find a campsite and began to prepare to rest.
The leader of the Yan cavalries once raised an objection. He thought that the distance they traveled each day was too short. According to the current speed, it would be too late by the time the grain team reached the palace. It was not a big deal if the tribes and herdsmen starved to death, but if it affected the negotiation between the Divine Hall and the palace, it would be a real problem.
The girls from the Great River Kingdom did not care about the leader's objection. In their opinion, since the Hill Master had decided to let the Senior Brother of the Academy take charge, they should just listen to him. There was no need to say so much. As long as they could enter the Wilderness safely and return happily, they did not care whether the Divine Hall would be angry or not.
Even though it was winter in the Wilderness, it was not too cold yet. The withered grass, barnyard branches, and snow along the way looked boring, but to these girls from the south, it was still a fresh journey.
Even though Ning Que had never been to the Wilderness east of Min Mountain, this kind of scenery and this kind of journey were not fresh at all. He had done it countless times, such as giving directions, setting up camp, feeling the wind direction, and looking at animal dung.
Most of the time, he rode the Big Black Horse slowly and freely. The Big Black Horse's bridle was specially made, so it could freely lower its head and nibble the grass while walking. His body and soul were also specially made. In this silent and boring journey, he calmly felt the cold heaven and earth, looking for the inspiration to break the realm.
Occasionally, he would take Cat Girl to shoot a few gazelles, improving the lives of others.
What a beautiful winter scenery of the Wilderness.
What a beautiful sightseeing trip in the Wilderness.
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Before and after Ning Que entered the Wilderness disguised as a disciple of the Black Ink Garden, there were many powerhouses from the Central Plains who entered this mysterious and difficult territory. Among these powerhouses, there were powerhouses from the border army of the Tang Empire, monks from the White Tower Temple of the Yuelun Kingdom, men from the Sword Garret of the South Jin Kingdom, and executioners from the Judicial Department of the Divine Hall who were known for being cold-blooded and serious.
Prince Long Qing was naturally the best of these powerhouses. At this moment, no one knew where he was standing in the Wilderness, what scenery he was looking at, and what kind of thoughts he was thinking about.
But not many people knew that the real ruler of the Judicial Department of the Divine Hall, the powerhouse who suppressed Prince Long Qing to the point that he could hardly breathe, had already received the order of the Great Divine Priest of Judgment and entered the Wilderness alone a few months ago.
As the Tao Addict, Ye Hongyu, who was recognized as the most diligent and powerful among the three addicts in the world, was now standing on the top of a meadow outside the white cloth of the Left King's Palace, looking at the night sky in the north with no expression. No one knew what she was thinking at this time, but it must be that she disdained to think about the whereabouts of Prince Long Qing and his subordinates.
Let's go back a few months to the scene when she just left the Peach Mountain of West-Hill.
Her red dress floated out of the magnificent Taoism Temple like a gorgeous cloud of fire.
The Great Divine Priest of Judgment sat indifferently on the throne carved from the whole piece of South Sea black jade. He slowly moved his eyes back from the bead curtain, closed his eyes, and whispered, "How is the Great Divine Priest of Light now?"
The priest standing respectfully below the throne heard the words "Great Divine Priest of Light" and his body suddenly stiffened. He lowered his head and replied, "As usual, he recites the doctrines and classics every day. It seems … there is nothing unusual."
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The Peach Mountain of West-Hill was also known as the Divine Mountain. On the south side of the mountain facing the sun, thousands of pink peach trees bloomed. The Taoism Temple hidden between the peach trees grew higher and higher, appearing extremely magnificent and solemn.
On the other side of the mountain was a precipitous cliff. The smooth boulder looked as if it had been carved out by a god. There were almost no cracks or soil. Not to mention peach blossoms, even a weed could not survive on it.
Even weeds with the most stubborn vitality could not stand firm on the rock walls, but humans could.
Countless years ago, the most devout believers of Haotian Taoism, under the inspiration of fanatical worship, used the most primitive tools and the most primitive methods, and forcibly dug dozens of steep stone paths through the cliff with their own hands. In the process of building these stone paths, countless people fell off the cliff, and their corpses were hard to find. But in the end, the believers still did what they wanted to do. This was probably the real reason why human beings were superior to all things in the world.
The middle-aged priest walked slowly on the steep stone path. The huge cliff seemed to be like the collapse of the sky. It seemed to give people a huge pressure. Even in front of the throne of the Great Divine Priest of Judgment, he could still stand a little straight, but he completely bent down on the stone path, almost like an ant crawling on the stone path.
Walking along the steep stone path along the huge zigzag for a long time, the middle-aged priest finally walked to the depths of the cliff behind the Peach Mountain. This place had been surrounded by clouds all day long. There was no sunlight all day long, and it was difficult to see five fingers. He could only feel the wetness around him and the sound of water coming from somewhere.
There was a door in the depths of the fog. The middle-aged priest stood in front of the door silently for a moment, and then pushed the door open and entered.
Behind the door was a gloomy world. A faint smell of blood reverberated in the dry passage. The dim yellow light shone on the iron wall, adding a strange and heavy feeling to the complicated and beautiful Fu lines on the wall.
This was the You Prison, a place that millions of Haotian believers had never heard of. This place was responsible for detaining the remnants of the Devil's Doctrine and sinners who were judged as heretics by the West-Hill Divine Palace. Only those sinners who were so sinful that even burning could not cleanse their filth were qualified to be locked up here.
Haotian Taoism had been established on the Peach Mountain for many years. In this long time, none of the sinners who were locked up in the You Prison had ever been able to escape. This was because those who were powerful enough to escape from the You Prison would not be captured alive by the Divine Hall. If they could not escape, they would never be able to escape. They could only live in the darkness and isolation from Haotian, painfully and helplessly for the rest of their lives.
The middle-aged priest walked silently in the dim passage with his head down. He walked for a long time, but the passage seemed endless. It was not until the passage seemed to pass through the entire Holy Mountain that a wooden fence appeared.
This wooden fence looked ordinary and was not made of any precious wood. There was no Fu written by a Divine Talisman Master on it. The gap between the wooden bars was very wide, wide enough for a person to walk out.
However, it was precisely this wooden fence that imprisoned a certain someone for fourteen years.
The middle-aged priest lifted his robe and knelt in front of the wooden fence. He kowtowed three times to the old man with withered hair behind the fence, and said with a trembling voice, "Greetings, Great Divine Priest."
The old man behind the fence was reading a Haotian scripture in his hand. He turned around when he heard the voice.
The old man's cheeks were very thin, and his expression was peaceful and peaceful. His deep eye sockets were enshrouded with holy light. The light was so peaceful and pure, without any impurities or filth. It was as if it could see through everything in the world and see the darkness between the appearance and the heart of everyone. It was incomparably bright.
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(I don't know if I have time to write it tomorrow. If there is no annual leave announcement, I will try to write one more chapter before I go home.) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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