Heroes of the Fantasy World

(4)

This is not their first time in North Town.

A year ago, they were warmly received when they came here as envoys from the Zhou Kingdom, but this was the first time they encountered a blizzard on the way to Beizhen.

The horse cannot be used, and the person holding the horse has no time to look after him. This is the first time in Yu Wenxuan's life that he has walked on the fields of Beizhen for so long.

Taking this opportunity, Yu Wenxuan and his follower Zhu Tian gain a new perspective to see and experience Beizhen - they are like immortals from the world, their clothes are untimely and luxurious, they are taciturn, and they can be understood with just one facial expression. The other person's thoughts, even if they were stuck in one place overnight due to a snowstorm, they rarely talked to each other.

After an unknown number of days, the snow stopped and the wind stopped, and they once again embarked on their journey to Beizhen.

Yu Wenxuan couldn't see the end of the road, nor could he see any houses. He couldn't help but sigh: "How far is it from Dadian?"

"Go all the way north and reach the end." Zhu Dian swept the snow off the saddle and greeted him respectfully: "Master, please mount the horse."

Yu Wenxuan said: "The snow has not melted yet, I'm afraid the horses will have difficulty moving."

"Don't be afraid, I will clear the snow in front of you for the young master." Zhu Dian moved his huge body, his huge feet were like brooms, and he could sweep away the snow in front of him in just one stroke.

When Yu Wenxuan saw this, he smiled and said nothing.

"Master, please mount the horse." Zhu Dian bowed his hands again and said, "Get to Beizhen as soon as possible so that we can find Bai Feng and Murong Yan as soon as possible."

Yu Wenxuan said: "Okay."

——In other words, what can we do if we find them?

Zhu Dian pretended not to hear Yu Wenxuan's whisper, set off to smooth out the uneven snowdrifts in front of him, and led his horse forward quickly.

Within half a day, they came to an open space with many signs of settlement. There were remnants of bonfires everywhere and no snow.

"Are there any traces of herdsmen living here?" Yu Wenxuan keenly noticed: "Look, there is a tent there."

"Sir, wait a minute!" Zhu Dian stopped Yu Wenxuan, who had just dismounted, and said, "Please let me go and find out first."

Yu Wenxuan nodded and watched Zhu Dian walk over tremblingly.

"There is no one in the tent." After Zhu Dian finished speaking, Yu Wenxuan went into the tent to check.

I saw that the camp was empty, and the food supply was only enough for one person to eat for half a month. I guess I have not lived here for a long time. There were no hunting or self-defense equipment such as crossbows and swords, nor any valuables. I just saw a pile of pen and ink in the corner. The paper and inkstones are arranged very neatly.

Zhu Dian said: "Herdsmen generally don't migrate alone. Could it be that the hunters here just went out to hunt?"

"Let's go." Yu Wenxuan said, "As long as it doesn't block our way, there's no need to meddle in other people's business."

Yu Wenxuan was deep in thought, turned around and left. After riding his horse for less than half a mile, Zhu Dian noticed a shadowy figure on a small slope in front of him.

"Please let me go find out first!" Zhu Dian once again took the initiative to ask Ying to explore the way.

But after a moment, Zhu Dian ran towards Yu Wenxuan as if he had found a treasure.

"Sir, the people in front know the whereabouts of Bai Feng and Murong Yan!"

Yu Wenxuan was shocked: "What are you talking about?"

"Sir, please come with me." Zhu Dian brought Yu Wenxuan to the mysterious man, but saw him swaying his brush and ink freely on the simple painting table he built.

"This person..." Yu Wenxuan had no intention of disturbing others and looked at Zhu Dian anxiously: "Master, please look at what he painted!"

——Things in the painting.

It is a common meticulous painting. The composition is centered on the figure, and the detailed texture outlines a scene in the south of the Yangtze River. On the small bridge over the flowing water, a couple leads a horse and walks past. They are both dressed as young ladies from a wealthy family. It is unclear whether they are arriving from afar or about to leave. They have expressions on their faces. Smiling, while looking back at the child to the side.

"Bai Feng and Murong Yan?" Yu Wenxuan exclaimed.

In the painting, Bai Feng and Murong Yan have kind faces, but they always clench their fists, looking back at the child, but their bodies are facing into the distance, giving people an unnatural and abrupt feeling, especially the scenery of the "Yinshan Mountain" in the distance. , is something that does not exist in the "world".

"How can we see the Yinshan Mountains from the land south of the Yangtze River?" Yu Wenxuan finally couldn't help but ask.

The painter did not answer.

Zhu Dian said: "Master, he was just ignoring him like this." "I bought this painting." Yu Wenxuan took out a bag of silver, forced it into the other person's hand, and immediately took away the painting.

"Wait!" The painter finally responded: "What are you going to do? I haven't finished painting yet!"

"We painted on the road before we finished painting." Yu Wenxuan took away the scroll, but the painter resisted vigorously. Zhu Dian stepped forward and pushed it away.

Yu Wenxuan said: "Can you recognize the person in the painting?"

"I know, but why should I tell you?" The painter said, "I, Zhong Ziqi, would never betray a friend."

Yu Wenxuan said: "Mr. Zhong, do you have any misunderstanding about me? I am not the enemy of Bai Feng or Murong Yan. On the contrary, I came to follow them."

"Follow them?" Zhong Ziqi looked at the spectators in confusion and said bluntly: "You are not ordinary people at first glance, why are you following Brother Bai and Miss Murong?"

Yu Wenxuan thought for a long time and had no answer.

--have no idea.

"Don't know?" Zhong Ziqi asked: "Young Master said he didn't know, but still wanted to follow him. Could it be that he was deliberately hiding his true purpose?"

Yu Wenxuan asked confidently: "Then why did Mr. Zhong use Bai Feng and Murong Yan as the subject of his painting?"

Zhong Ziqi didn't hesitate at all, and almost affirmed categorically: "How do I draw my paintings? I always just rely on intuition!"

"Intuition? Ridiculous." Yu Wenxuan said sarcastically: "This is not a reason at all. Tell me, what did Bai Feng tell you?"

"Don't think you can guess people's hearts at will, you don't understand anything at all!" Zhong Ziqi still wanted to take back the scroll and reached out to grab it. Seeing that the other party was rude, Zhu Dian put Zhong Ziqi to the ground in the blink of an eye.

"You really don't know who you are talking to." Zhu Dian covered Zhong Ziqi's face with one big hand, as if he could crush his head with just a little force.

"Bai Feng asked me to go to Yin Mountain! Only by going to Yin Mountain can I find what I want!" Zhong Ziqi accepted his fate and quietly said sorry to Bai Feng: "Bai Feng, he went to Yin Mountain."

Yu Wenxuan asked: "Yinshan is so big, who knows where he is going?"

"Holy land and sacred tree, I heard them mention it in their chat." Zhong Ziqi sighed: "They want to return to their hometown!"

Yu Wenxuan scratched his chin and said angrily: "That's nonsense! General Bai Feng is from the Central Plains. How come his hometown is in Beizhen?"

"I've finished telling what I know. Can you return the scroll to me?" Zhong Ziqi asked.

"Did he really say that?" Yu Wenxuan continued to question, and Zhong Ziqi still replied: "It's absolutely true!"

Yu Wenxuan was doubtful and ordered Zhu Dian to say: "Let Mr. Zhong go."

——It turns out that this is why Bai Feng is so special.

"Young Master?" Zhu Dian heard Yu Wenxuan mutter to himself again: "Dadian, that guy turns out to be himself all the time."

--What?

At this moment, Zhu Tian finally understood who Yu Wenxuan had been worrying about these days, but he still couldn't understand what the other party said.

Yu Wenxuan unexpectedly showed envious eyes and looked at Zhong Ziqi.

"Mr. Zhong, why don't we go to Yinshan together?"

"What? You wanted to kill me just now, and now you want to go with me?"

Yu Wenxuan smiled and said: "It's a misunderstanding. I hope Mr. Zhong Haihan. My Yuwenxuan is actually the same friend of General Bai Feng as Mr. Zhong."

"Then... I'll finish this painting on the road." Zhong Ziqi took back his painting and continued: "Actually, I was also stuck in a bottleneck just now. I always felt that something was missing in the painting."

Yu Wenxuan said: "Maybe we are looking for the same thing."

Zhong Ziqi looked at Yu Wenxuan with an affirmative expression.

They looked at Yinshan Mountain, the snowy peak that seemed small but actually towered into the clouds. They felt both familiar and unfamiliar.