The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the wind and snow, the young man in the wheelchair walks alone. The lonely figure is so inconspicuous but so clear.

The wheelchair was crushed in the snow, and the voice rang out. Ning Chen had once taken the frost grass, and the Qi in his body was cold, so he was not afraid of cold than most people, but the pain on his legs made his face a little pale.

Unknowingly, he has been in this world for nearly half a year, not long, but experienced many frustrations.

The road to the North has no purpose. Where Ning Chen goes, he has money from the academy and firewood.

Sometimes he spent the night in the wilderness. When he was hungry, he would eat some dry food or beat a hare. When he was thirsty, he would take a bite of snow. On a snowy day, the most important thing he needed was water.

It's been snowing for a long time. Pedestrians seldom travel. Caravans are waiting for a sunny day. The whole world seems so quiet and terrifying.

Loneliness is the only and unchanging scenery. Gradually, Ning Chen gets used to loneliness and pain on her legs, so she doesn't feel lonely or painful.

Habit sometimes is really a terrible thing, it can make everything gradually become a matter of course.

It's hard to walk on the Sichuan Road. It's hard to get to the sky. Ning Chen didn't walk on the Sichuan Road, but for him, the snow was no less difficult than the Sichuan Road.

People don't know how to cherish it until they lose it. What used to be young and frivolous has become a look back. What Ning Chen can do every day is to walk all the time, sit in a wheelchair and walk all the time.

The entry of Wudao was much faster than before. It seemed that it was very helpful for him to cultivate in a cold and snowy day. The frost condensed between his hands, just like a little snow.

The cultivation of the four qualities the day after tomorrow is not bad in this world. What's more, he has been practicing for less than half a year.

He is lucky. Since his practice, he has been instructing the few strong people in the world. He even contacted the Dean, although he was still in a coma at that time.

After five days, Ning Chen finally came to an ancient city, Luoyue city.

The name of the ancient city is very special. It's said that there is a Yuejian outside the city, which is very steep, but it's also the shortest road between the north and the south. Most of the caravans in the past chose to pass through the mountain streams, which saved a lot of trouble.

The snow gradually stopped, and the sky has not cleared up yet. However, after more than a month, people still went out of the house, swept the snow and went to the street.

The old city is becoming more and more lively, with the noise of selling things, the noise of bargaining by passers-by, the noise of quarreling between husband and wife, and the cry of children when they are beaten.

Ning Chen sitting in a wheelchair, quietly looking at the world, calm, like a passer-by, in fact, he is really just a passer-by.

"Drive"

all of a sudden, the hustle and bustle of horses broke the calm. On the far corner, one person and one rider galloped along the street. In a flash, passers-by panicked and the chickens were flying.

Ning Chen was in the middle of the street. He could have dodged, but when he was waiting for the wheelchair to dodge, his hands stopped again.

Why did he hide?

Is he not hiding enough in his life?

On the street, the people have dispersed, only the galloping horse is still sitting in the middle of the road.

Some exclaim, some worry, and others gloat.

In front of the crowd, there was a woman in a light blue dress. She had beautiful eyes and a pale sad face. She calmed down and looked at the young man in the middle of the road.

The black horse came running, and there was a touch of irony on the young man's face.

"Bang"

there was a terrible loud noise, the black horse wailed, and the young man in the wheelchair sat still in the snowflakes.

The boy's hand was on the black horse's face, so the black horse couldn't walk.

The young man on the black horse fell down with a thump. He fell down miserably, with bloodstains on his face.

"Looking for death"

the young man immediately got up with a ferocious face, pulled out the sword on his waist and chopped at Ning Chen.

"Alas"

Ning Chen sighed, not knowing what he was sighing.

The next moment, an ordinary wood knife waved the most perfect edge.

Why say perfect, because, this knife Ning Chen already waved more than two months, don't know how many ten thousand times.

"Ding"

with a crisp sound, the sword in the young man's hand broke without any suspense.

The young people were stunned, and the pedestrians on the roadside were also stunned. Only the young man quietly turned his wheelchair and left slowly.

The curiosity in the beautiful woman's eyes is stronger, strange young man.

Ning Chen feels the curious eyes of the women in the crowd. After a look, she continues to leave. The beautiful woman just looks sick. Although she conceals it well, she can't hide her light fatigue.

On the way, the meeting of people is fate and destiny. Ning Chen turns his wheelchair and passes by the woman. He doesn't look at each other, doesn't look back, and gradually goes away.

"Miss" beside the woman, an old woman called softly.

"He and I are very similar," the woman's eyes flashed a touch of fatigue, softly."Miss is the most intelligent person in the world. No one can match her," the old woman affirmed.

"He is very similar to me"

the woman said it again, in a flat tone, but with an unquestionable dignity.

Smell speech, old woman is silent, dare not refute again.

"Let's go"

when a woman opens her mouth, she immediately goes in the opposite direction to the teenager.

Short episode, and can not change anything, one to the north, one to the south, passing each other, is the fate of previous life.

The scenery of northern China is the most beautiful. Ning Chen spent a day in Luoyue city. At night, looking at the different prosperity between the ancient city and the Imperial City, his calm heart had a trace of nostalgia.

"There's a ghost"

outside the city, a shrill cry came. Soon, the whole city was frightened, and a ghost sedan appeared from luoyuejian, which opened the way with black and white impermanence, ox head and horse face. The gloomy atmosphere shocked the whole city.

Many people have witnessed this terrible scene, one by one like crazy general ran back.

Ning Chen originally didn't believe in ghosts, but now he is confused.

If there is no ghost in the world, what is his experience.

To deny ghosts and gods is to a great extent to deny their existence.

Ning Chen pushes the wheelchair toward luoyuejian. He really wants to see if there are ghosts in the world.

There are people in the city who have the same idea as him. When ordinary people can't escape, they rush over curiously.

The woman in light blue was one of them. She was about to leave the city and turned back.

"Miss, you are weak. You shouldn't be near these ghosts." the old woman said softly, worried.

"In this world, there should be no ghosts," the woman's pretty face did not change much, and calmly replied.

The old woman knew how to persuade her, but she could only follow her. She was not afraid of ghosts, but the young lady was too weak.

As the cold wind blows, the woman's face turns pale and coughs a few times, but her steps still don't stop.

At night, the mountain streams outside the city are very overcast and cold, especially after more than a month's intermittent heavy snow, the snow capped the mountain, the road of the mountain streams is blocked, and the snow at the shallowest place is thicker than the knee, so it is difficult to move forward.

When they came to the mountain stream, the ghost sedan had disappeared, and the black and white impermanence had disappeared. Only the cold and evil breath lingered in the mountain stream for a long time.

"Ghost girl" woman looked for a long time, immediately light said two words.

"There should be no ghosts in this world"

just then, a confused voice came and responded.

A hint of sarcasm flashed across the woman's pretty face and said, "there are even such monsters as congenitally in the world. Why can't there be ghosts"?

Ning Chen was silent. After a moment, she said, "congenitally used to be human"

the woman snorted coldly and said, "how do you know ghosts were not human before"?

Ning Chen was silent again and didn't know how to answer.

I didn't see what I wanted to see. In front of the mountain stream, most people came back disappointed. Ning Chen also turned his wheelchair and walked towards the city.

The woman stepped forward and stood behind Ning Chen. A pair of slender and beautiful hands pushed the wheelchair. Without saying much, she pushed it quietly.

The old woman's eyes flashed across the surprised color, not because of the identity of the young lady. To her surprise, the scene seemed too natural, as if it should be.

"Thank you" Ning Chen said softly.

"Well," the woman calmly accepted.

Two people one before and one after, Ning Chen sits on the wheelchair, the woman pushes the wheelchair, does not have too many words, but walks quietly, in the night, is covered by the dark cloud the month accidentally reveals a ray of moonlight, in a twinkling of an eye very shyly shrinks back.

"May I ask the girl's name"

"Yueling"

"how about you, young master"

"Ning fan"

the two people have given their names. Ning fan is said by Ning Chen at will, and Yueling is also created by a woman at will.

For two people, a name is just a form of address. What's the difference between true and false.

"Rather childe, is to want where to walk" month spirit asks a way.

"North, where is the spirit girl?" Ning Chen asks at will.

"South" Yueling replied.

"Unfortunately"

"yes"

they were walking in the city at will, with the old woman behind, not too close.

The night in Luoyue city is very beautiful. The lights are bright in front of the riverside in the city. The cold weather can't stop talented people and beautiful women from writing poems on the riverside.

The place of fireworks should always be more lively.

"The young master seems to like this kind of place very much"

Yue Ling looks at Ning Chen and opens his mouth. His words are calm and there is no irony. He is just explaining a fact.

"I think of some old friends," Ning Chen said.

This time, in the eyes of the moon spirit, there is a flash of difference. Ning Chen is not like a person who yearns for fireworks. How can there be an old friend in such a place.Ning Chen didn't explain. Today, he saw some places in the city where soap was sold. The price was not expensive, and ordinary people could afford it. It seemed that the woman in Yuehan's clothes was not so bad that she could not be cured.

I don't know why, he doesn't like Yuehan clothes, even if he knows that Lingyan Pavilion is good for the women.

"I haven't been here for a long time, but I didn't expect that there are many things called soap in the Central Plains." it seems that Yueling has a heart in mind. Looking at the prosperous scene, Yueling can't help sighing.

"Isn't the girl from Central Plains?" Ning Chen asks a way.

"Oh" the moon spirit shook his head and didn't want to talk about it any more.

"Mr. Ning, can you ask Yueling to pulse for you"

"do you still know medicine?"

Ning Chen asks curiously, but still obediently stretched out the arm.

"It's just a long-term cure"

Yue Ling calmly returns and puts her finger on the wrist of the former.

A moment later, Yueling took back her right hand and said, "it seems that the young master has been seriously injured, and he fell from a height, causing serious damage to the meridians and bones of both legs"

"the girl is really a miracle doctor," Ning Chen said softly.

"I'm not a miracle doctor, but Yueling is a little curious. It's a miracle that he can survive the injury. I don't know which miracle doctor has such excellent medical skills?"

The month spirit asks curiously, under the whole world, she has not heard who can have such medical skill.

Ning Chen is silent and doesn't answer.

Yueling did not ask again, but said slowly, "in fact, the injury of the young master is not completely hopeless. According to Yueling, there are at least three things in the world that can cure the injury of the young master's leg"

"what?" Ning Chen eyes tiny MI, ask a way.

"The book of eternal night God, the Tianchi Lake in the Royal Court of northern Mongolia, and the congenital Dan in the imperial palace of the great Xia Dynasty" is the way of the moon spirit.

"Ah," Ning Chen said with a light smile, "the girl is joking"

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