Following the carriage, Li Huowang walked and pondered the information passed on by the lama.
"What do you mean by 'not setting a precedent'?" Li Huowang thought of the Lion Dance Palace and the deceased Han Fu. It seemed that he had only done these two things in Qingqiu.
Bai Lingmiao shook her head with an embarrassed expression. "I don't know. He just said not to set a precedent and didn't say anything else."
Li Huowang still didn't know why the other party suddenly left, but he was more concerned about the other party's identity.
"Not setting a precedent... Not setting a precedent... He's actually from the Qingqiu Monitoring Bureau? So this is the Monitoring Bureau..."
Li Huowang began to have a new understanding of this organization he had only heard of. He was almost certain that there were many strange people like this black lama in the so-called Monitoring Bureau.
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He just didn't know whether this news was good or bad for himself.
Li Huowang regained his senses and looked up at the sun above his head. He said to the others, "Rest. I'll keep watch."
Upon hearing this, everyone took the blankets from the cart and threw them on the ground before lying down and snoring.
After running in fear for a long time, Li Huowang was exhausted, but he had to persevere. Although the lama had said not to set a precedent, he couldn't trust such a person.
Feeling a little overwhelmed, he used torture instruments to create some pain and stimulate himself, which Li Huowang was already accustomed to.
Everyone slept until evening. When they were preparing to make dinner, Li Huowang went to the cart and closed his eyes.
Under exhaustion, Li Huowang fell asleep, but he didn't sleep soundly. Various inexplicable dreams constantly appeared in his mind.
Suddenly, Li Huowang, who was sleeping, sat up abruptly. "Something's wrong with the lama's aura. I felt it in Baiyujing. The white bodhisattva was covered in it! It's death qi!"
After saying this, Li Huowang's body went limp, and he lay down again without a sound, under the gaze of everyone.
The cart slowly rolled along the dirt road, and the nearby trees and farmland proved that they had completely left Qingqiu and entered the territory of Daliang.
This made everyone feel much better. At least in Daliang, there were no strange lamas like in Qingqiu.
The happiest person who felt they were about to return to their hometown was undoubtedly Bai Lingmiao. She kept telling stories about her hometown to Li Huowang, from her parents to her siblings, and from her neighbors to the big goose that liked to lie down in the village.
But Li Huowang was still absent-minded. He was still thinking about the black lama from before.
"He's definitely covered in the death qi from Baiyujing. The one who sacrificed with the giant cauldron underground should be their sect!"
Although he didn't know the name of their sect, since they could use death, their strength was definitely not weak.
Fortunately, he didn't conflict with him in the end. Otherwise, even if he could win, he might have to pay a heavy price."Senior Brother Li, I'm talking to you, what are you thinking about?" Bai Lingmiao complained as she looked at Li Huowang, who completely ignored her.
"Hmm? What did you say?" Li Huowang looked at her.
"I said, with all this money, we can build a new house! We can finally have our own place to live!"
"Oh, that's great." While Li Huowang casually replied, he suddenly noticed that Bai Lingmiao's eyes were not covered by the cloth strip, so he immediately took off the ribbon from her hand and covered her eyes.
After covering Bai Lingmiao's eyes, Li Huowang held her hand with his five fingers.
"I've told you many times, cover your eyes when the sun is strong. If you keep using them like this, they won't last long before going blind."
After saying this, Li Huowang turned his head and looked at the other people around him.
From the beginning, he noticed that they were not the only ones on the road. There were also several thin and dark-skinned men carrying blankets and dry food, walking together.
Obviously, these people were a little afraid of this group of unknown people with black hats on their heads, and dared not look in their direction.
If it weren't for the normal-looking members of the Lü family troupe, they would have left long ago.
Li Huowang thought for a moment and walked over to Lü Zhuangyuan, who was playing with his grandson, and whispered a few words to him.
"Okay, don't worry, young master." Feeling useful, Lü Zhuangyuan put the cigarette under his armpit and smiled as he walked towards the group of men.
As Li Huowang pulled out the wool ball from his ear, the conversation from far away became clear in his ears.
"Hehe~ where are you guys going?"
"We're going to the wheat field."
"Oh?"
"It's almost autumn, we're the harvesters for others to earn some money."
Through their conversation, Li Huowang learned that these harvesters were tenant farmers who didn't have much land at home. They took advantage of this autumn harvest season to harvest for others and earn some copper coins.
Lü Zhuangyuan, as an experienced old troupe leader who had traveled all over the country, easily extracted the information he wanted from the honest men's mouths with just a few words.
"Young master, he said that there is a big village not far ahead, and if you follow the village, you will reach a county town."
"I heard that the county town is very big, and many Qingqiu people also bring their sheep there to sell."
Looking at Lü Zhuangyuan's smiling face, Li Huowang nodded, "Do they know where Niu Xin Mountain is?"
Li Huowang did not forget that one of the main reasons he came to Liangguo was to take Bai Lingmiao home.
"Well, they really don't know about that. They said that there are not many mountains near Qingqiu, and the more you go inside, the more mountains there are."
Li Huowang did not show any disappointment on his face, as if the other party's words were already within his expectations.
"Since they are locals, let's follow them to avoid getting lost. When we get to the county town, we'll buy a map of Liangguo and confirm our next step."
"Hey~ okay!" Feeling useful, Lü Zhuangyuan smiled and turned back.
As they walked along this muddy road until the afternoon, when they emerged from a bamboo forest, a scene suddenly opened up in front of them.The golden rice, millet, and sorghum were all connected, forming a sea of gold that rippled in the breeze.
Small black dots, like ants, were constantly using their sickles to harvest the gold before them.
"This land in Daliang is really fertile. In our hometown, we wouldn't have such a good harvest for several years." Lv Zhuangyuan looked at everything before him with envy.
Regardless of what others thought, the wheat farmers saw this as a chance for generous wages and went to negotiate with the landowners.
"A good harvest means cheaper grain for us to buy." The whip cracked against the cow's backside as the cart slowly rolled towards the large village.
