Chapter 62 Barren Land Shaoqin, Emperor Jing was about to leave when he suddenly turned around and said, "Are there any disciples in the prince's palaces who were taken away by Taoists?"
The prince in purple thought for a few moments, then his expression suddenly changed and he said in shock, "No, King Qin and King Wei each have a son in the car! There are seven or eight noble descendants in total!"
"Take it away, take it away, it's just an heir, it will be born again." Emperor Jing shook his head and said casually, "We'll wait and see, if the Taoist from the Tianmu Sect doesn't come for a long time, just think that I'm overthinking this matter. "
The face of the purple-clothed prince changed, and in the end he could only leave helplessly, "I hope there will be a few Taoists among these disciples."
Several bronze chariots left the capital in a blink of an eye, and did not take the usual route. They encountered mountains and rivers, encountered water, and went straight to the west as if they were walking on flat ground.
The space inside the car is huge, and it can accommodate hundreds of people without being crowded.
Bai Mo sat in a corner of the carriage and looked at the others quietly.
The oldest of these people is about 25 or [-] years old, while the youngest is only [-] or [-] years old. They dress differently and speak differently. They are very different, and they are vaguely divided into different groups.
Some of them were dressed in silk and satin, and they moved their hands and feet calmly. They gathered together and talked and laughed. It was obvious at a glance that they were either rich or noble, and they were not something ordinary people could raise.
Especially the few people in the middle have a sense of nobility, and they should be from powerful families.
Some only wear coarse linen clothes, undershirts and plain robes, vaguely attached to the children of the powerful.
These people come from all kinds of backgrounds. They are better than the rich and powerful. They are not as good as the rich and powerful, but they are much better than the peasants who work in the fields. Some of them open shops at home, some work part-time, and some rely on craftsmanship to make a living. They are all in big cities. Some ability to observe words and emotions.
The rest come from poor and remote villages. They usually live on mountains and rivers, and their families are are not many of these people, only about a dozen of them. Most of them have embarrassment on their faces and they don't dare to speak loudly. They just watch others talking and laughing, and they look timid.
There were also three or two clever ones who turned a blind eye to the strange looks of others and went to other groups to show their courtesy.
There were even a few beggar-looking people huddled in the corner, wearing rags and rags, exuding an unpleasant smell, and were kept far away by the people around them.
Of course, the four people including Bai Mo and Fang Yeyun were the most eye-catching, causing the others to look at them frequently.
Although the others didn't know how big the gap was between them, they were able to clear away the clouds, and the attitude of the old man in white was still vivid in their minds, and they were always better than themselves.
"Huang Sheng, it seems he got into the sixth car." Bai Mo was thinking in his mind.
"Brother Bai, someone is here." Fang Yeyun suddenly touched his arm.
Bai Mo came back to his senses and looked up at the two people walking towards him.
The two of them looked very young, not too old, in their early twenties at most. They stayed together, but Fang Yeyun, an overly mature boy, looked the oldest.
Fang Yeyun's eyelids twitched and he muttered a few words that were inaudible.
"Is something wrong?" Bai Mo asked softly with calm eyes.
"What do you call the two little brothers?" The older of the two was a charming-looking woman. She winked at Bai Mo and Fang Yeyun and giggled.
Fang Yeyun glanced at the bulge on the woman's chest and smiled, "My name is Fang Yeyun, and his name is Bai Mo. What do you call us?"
"The little girl's name is Qiuniang, and her family owns a rouge shop in the capital." The woman stretched her figure, straightened her waist, and her bulge became even bigger. She stretched out a finger and traced it on Fang Yeyun's shoulder.
Fang Yeyun's expression changed slightly and he quickly bowed.
Behind the woman, a man of shorter stature, round body, and dressed in jewelry said with a smile, "Golden Yuanbao."
"Brother Jin, this name brings wealth!" Fang Yeyun said jokingly, looking at the mutton-fat jade pendant around Jin Yuanbao's Yuanbao scratched his head and said with a silly smile, "My father's name is Jin Youcai, my grandfather's name is Jin Fugui, and I have a sister named Jin Ruyi, which made you both laugh."
"Co-authoring means that the whole family is rich." Fang Yeyun couldn't help but clicked his tongue.
Bai Mo shook his head and said with a smile, "If you two have something to do, why don't you just tell us."
Qiuniang covered her mouth and smiled, and said sweetly, "It's fate that we can clear the clouds together. This time we enter the immortal path, the road ahead is unclear. I hope that the four of us can help each other, which can be considered as multiple cares."
"Qiu Niang is right." Fang Yeyun rolled his eyes and said boldly, "Brother Bai, what do you think?"
Bai Mo thought for a while and found no problems, so he agreed.
The bronze carriage was incredibly fast, crossing thousands of mountains in one day. In two or three days, it left the border of Jingguo and entered a desolate land, where its speed gradually slowed down.
After half a day, the carriage suddenly stopped.
"All the kids in the car, get down." While everyone was confused, a voice came from outside the car.
Everyone did not dare to neglect and quickly got out of the car one after another.
"cough!!"
As soon as they got off the car, a burst of extremely chaotic air rushed into their lungs, causing everyone to cough involuntarily, and it took a while to catch their breath.
"It smells so bad, where is this? Why is it so deserted?" Fang Yeyun said, covering his mouth and nose.
Bai Mo looked around. He was in an endless brown land, desolate and uninhabited. There were no hills or trees, only extremely sparse yellow weeds, and not even a single bird call could be heard.
On the side, seven Taoists gathered together at some unknown time.
"Old Taoist Priest, why did you choose this place where birds don't poop? You're right?" The Taoist, as tall as a hill, looked around and muttered, his voice like thunder.
"You can't be wrong, just wait with peace of mind. Counting the time, they will be here soon." The white-clothed old man's expression did not change, he stood on the armrest and looked into the distance.
"Brother Bai, what do you think the immortals and the others are waiting for?" Fang Yeyun approached Bai Mo and asked in a low voice, "I don't know where this is."
"My little brother has heard something." Jin Yuanbao said hesitantly, "I heard the elders at home say that to the west of Jingguo is a lifeless and wild land. It borders the other two countries at the same time, so this should be it."
"So, the immortal leaders are waiting for teams from other countries?" Qiuniang looked worried and asked in surprise.
"Maybe." Bai Mo replied casually, "I don't know how long we have to wait. Please be careful and don't wander around. It's almost time to release the pills."
Dangdang! !
Not long after, a gong was shocked and looked not far away.
I saw a strange-looking puppet walking towards the crowd, holding a huge wooden plate in his hand, with a large number of porcelain bottles placed on it.
Every time the wooden man passed by a person, that person would pour out a pill the size of a small fingernail from the porcelain bottle and take it, then he would show a satisfied look.
Bai Mo casually took the porcelain bottle and poured out two pills, fed one to Xiao Hei in his arms, and took the other himself.
(End of this chapter)