[Comprehensive martial arts] Mr. Psychic Medium

The caravan picked a good day to set off, and the Hua family's journey to the Western Regions was no small business. There were hundreds of people in this caravan, and the carriages carrying goods stretched as far as the eye could see.

Things were complicated before departure, but once he started to leave, Hua Manxuan became more relaxed, especially at the border of the south of the Yangtze River, no one would be so stupid as to tease the tiger's beard of the Hua family here, and Zhong Yanqiu brought Baiyu with him when he came. Beijing's tea and wine, and a burner of broken incense in the carriage can comfortably pass the afternoon.

This is the best time of spring, wild flowers in full bloom can be seen on the road, and a large area of ​​green grass is spread out. Zhong Yanqiu opened the curtain hanging on the window of the carriage, and a few sparrows could be seen from time to time. The bird landed on the window sill and poked its head to look inside.

This is a very common bird, from the south of the Yangtze River all the way to the northwest, no matter where you can see the traces of this bird, hurriedly flying around with grass seeds and petals in its mouth, making a melodious cry.

All the way to the west, the green gradually becomes less and less. Even in the spring when the grass grows and warblers fly, the grass on the ground is sparse, and a few small flowers can be seen here and there. The water in the river is rolling down with muddy turbidity. It is getting drier.

The weather is slowly getting hotter.

Hua Manxuan began to store a large amount of clean water. He was a very shrewd businessman. At this time, they had reached the northwest, where he sold a lot of fabrics brought from Jiangnan—although the pattern in Jiangnan was a little outdated. , which is still a hot commodity here.

These fabrics will be sold at a higher price if they are left in the Western Regions, but at the same time, water will be sold at a higher price there.

The caravan walked along the Malian River, and the land became barren instantly after reaching the Loess Plateau. The most expensive resource here is water. Even the boss Hua Manxuan only has a certain amount of water that he can use every day. .

Zhong Yanqiu didn't care much about this. Although his internal strength could not allow him to go without food or drink for a long time, his needs were much smaller than normal people's. Seeing that he could save himself water every day to scrub his body, it would be great. I know it must be a good time.

That day when he was chatting with Hua Manxuan, two birds flapped their wings and landed by the window.

"This kind of bird is the most relative." Hua Manxuan stretched out his hand to tease the two fallen birds - they are not ordinary sparrows, they are covered with golden feathers of different shades, cute and tight.

He put some finely crushed pastry crumbs in his hand, and the bird was not afraid of people, and lowered its head to peck at the pastry in his palm.

But even if Zhong Yanqiu didn't put anything to eat, the two birds were still happy to get close to him, jumping and landing on his shoulders, rubbing his cheeks with their beaks.

"I don't have anything to feed you." Zhong Yanqiu patted the sand that was shaken by birds on his body, with a rather helpless expression. For him, the thoughts of animals are much more difficult to read than humans. It can be seen that Hua Manxuan on the opposite side wants to raise two birds at home, but what do these two birds want...

It is estimated that he has to turn on the "switch" to see it.

"Chirp chirp, chirp chirp" The two birds looked at him innocently with their little black eyes open, stretched out their heads to rub his hand actively, squinted their eyes and looked very comfortable.

Suddenly there was the sound of horses neighing outside, followed by shouts like a chain reaction, the sound of carriage collisions and people screaming, the driver reined in the reins and gave a long shout before stopping the horses raising their hooves , but the carriage trembled unavoidably, Zhong Yanqiu and Hua Manxuan in the carriage hurriedly held the water bottle that was about to be spilled, and the two birds were frightened, and flapped their wings and flew away.

"What's going on?" Hua Manxuan opened the door curtain and asked.

"It seems that someone in the front startled the horse." The guy in the caravan trotted over and replied, "The goods are all right, but one accountant fell from the carriage and hurt his leg."

Hua Manxuan frowned and said, "Let the doctor show him."

They were outside a small town, and a child was peeking at this huge caravan they had never seen before from behind the earthen house, with the innocence unique to children still remaining in their eyes.

Yellow sand, scorching sun, but this is already the most affluent and prosperous town within a hundred miles, because it is the only place with clear water within hundreds of miles nearby.

The caravan didn't enter the town, they wanted to rush from here to a more prosperous city as soon as possible, but Zhong Yanqiu got off the carriage.

"Are you sure you want to be here?" Hua Manxuan looked at the desolate town and persuaded, "It takes two days to walk to the city, there is not even an inn here, you..."

Zhong Yanqiu stopped him with a smile, "Fate can't be forced." The fate of their journey together ends here, and if they go further down, they won't be just startled.

"You take this." He took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Hua Manxuan.

"This is...?" Hua Manxuan was a little puzzled.

"After three months and twelve days, you will need it." Zhong Yanqiu said, "Keep it well, it is a life-saving thing."

Hua Manxuan wanted to ask again, but Zhong Yanqiu didn't say any more, and jumped out of the carriage with his own baggage, and put his index finger on his lips, "Shh, the secret must not be revealed."

Well, Hua Manxuan put the letter in his inner pocket with the mentality of preferring to believe it or not.

The caravan wobbled away, Zhong Yanqiu patted the dirt on his body symbolically, turned around and walked towards the dilapidated town.

As I said before, this is already the most prosperous and prosperous town in a radius of a hundred miles, so there are also a few brick houses and a few shops here.

There is no wind today. Standing here and looking far away, you can even see the black shadow of the Great Wall stretching past.

Zhong Yanqiu walked slowly on the bumpy road, and he could clearly feel the water in his body being baked by the sun, just like meat lying on a baking tray, first dehydrated, then sizzling and oily .

But he didn't sweat, and there wasn't any dampness or dust on the layer upon layer of clothes. He walked here and didn't fit in with this dilapidated town, as if he had just come from the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River in the last second. Coming down from the distant mountain, he stepped into the loess wind and sand in the next second.

The sallow-faced and thin child looked at him through the crack in the wooden door, with curiosity and panic in his eyes.

Zhong Yanqiu had never been to this small town, but he seemed to be familiar with it, and walked in one direction without any hesitation.

It was a small wine shop, and there was a big cat lying on its door.

The flower cat was lying on a man's lap, purring and sleeping soundly.

The man was also drowsy, wrapped in dirty and torn clothes, with his head hanging down and unable to see his face clearly, he looked no different from those idlers lying half dead in the shadow of the wall.

When Zhong Yanqiu walked past him, he raised his head and took a look at Zhong Yanqiu. The miserable stubble on his face was half hanging in the sun and half hidden in the shadow, and his eyes were big and bright.

Then he grinned.

Zhong Yanqiu nodded slightly at him, then turned his eyes away and walked into the wine shop.

He ignored the man, but the man wanted to come to him, as if he suddenly woke up, the man got up from the ground and followed Zhong Yanqiu in, sat opposite him familiarly, and shouted, "Wine! Hurry up and bring the wine!"

A dark and thin woman came over with a tin flagon. She probably wanted to throw the flagon on the table, but after seeing Zhong Yanqiu, she softened her movements and spoke softly. He said, "What do you want the guest officer to say?"

Maybe it's because in this dilapidated town, it was rare to see a man as handsome and elegant as Zhong Yanqiu in the past few decades.

"No, thank you." Zhong Yanqiu replied, picked up the rough clay bowl with a hole on the table, poured himself wine, bowed his head and drank.

The man also poured himself a drink, and then started talking to him very naturally, "She doesn't want to look at me even more now that you're here."

As he spoke, he glanced at the thin woman sitting at the counter, with focused eyes, as if she was not a dry, thin woman who looked like a little hen to him, but some peerless beauty.

Zhong Yanqiu didn't answer him, and he wasn't discouraged either. His ability to talk to himself was as good as Lu Xiaofeng's. Even if no one responded to him from the beginning to the end, he could still speak happily as if the two had a happy conversation. Same.

As he said, Zhong Yanqiu lowered his head and drank the wine. The taste of the wine here was not very good. It was slightly sour, as if he had drunk a sip of vinegar. He was drinking slowly, looking intently at the cloudy liquor in the rough clay bowl, like in this world, only a handful of bright light in his bowl.

"Hey, hey, why don't you talk?" The man shook his hand in front of him, his cat-like eyes widened, with a bit of resentment and grievance.

"Didn't you just want me to ignore you?" Zhong Yanqiu replied flatly, and put the empty bowl after drinking on the table.

The man originally wanted to refute, but seeing Zhong Yanqiu's actions, he couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

"Why should I tell you?" Zhong Yanqiu lifted the wine bowl, and the wet wine printed an incomplete circle on the table.

He couldn't help laughing under his breath.

"What are you laughing at?" The man looked like he was about to jump up from the stool in a hurry.

"It told me," Zhong Yanqiu tapped the wine stains on the table, "If I don't want to be entangled by you, I'd better talk to you."

He spoke half-truths and half-truths in this sentence. Although the man in front of him did have the bad temper of holding hands and retreating, he still wouldn't go out of his way to divination for such a trivial matter.

That's right, what he just did was an extremely simple divination ceremony. A suitable ceremony can help enhance his ability and allow him to "see" the "future" that is clearer and most likely to happen.

The man was silenced by him, he was indeed the more people ignored him, the more he would get close to him, but when Zhong Yanqiu said this, he was in a dilemma.

If he stays away from Zhong Yanqiu honestly, then doesn't it prove that he was hit by Zhong Yanqiu.But if he was asked to continue entanglement, he was a little reluctant.

When he was struggling, someone outside laughed and said, "Sir, you are right, Hua Die has such a bad temper!"

Zhong Yanqiu raised his eyebrows slightly, the man had already jumped up from the stool and said, "The old bug is talking nonsense again!"

The one who opened the door and entered was not Chu Liuxiang but who else.