A long caravan was marching against the wind in the snow, with carriages and horses loaded with all kinds of goods. On the carriages, black flags representing the business firm fluttered in the wind, with the word "Si" written on them.

Sang Que was wearing a not-too-thick dark red suit, his hair tied up with a red headband, a peach wood bow and quiver of arrows on his back, a Victory Knife in his hand, and he was sitting at the rear of a horse-drawn carriage carrying grain at the back of the convoy.

Roughly estimated, the outdoor temperature is around zero degrees. Fortunately, she is wearing modern high-tech thermal clothing, so she doesn't feel cold.

There was a lot of snow on the road and no one was clearing it. It was also not possible to afford the luxury of spreading salt to remove the snow, so the convoy moved very slowly.

The Si family is a very famous trading company in Taikang City. They transport grain to Tianliang City every few days. Tianliang City is located at the pass of the Qingcang Mountains, guarding the gate between Qinzhou and Yunzhou.

Sangque heard from the locals that the Qingcang Mountains are continuous and majestic, and beyond the Qingcang Mountains is the hinterland of Yunzhou.

Winter stops here in the Qingcang Mountains. The hinterland of Yunzhou is low-lying, it rains all year round, and it is humid and hot. It is a rainforest terrain with many barbarian tribes and witchcraft is prevalent.

Sang Que rested his head on his arms and closed his eyes to rest. He thought that the beginning of this story written by his mother would definitely take time to develop, so he couldn't be impatient.

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Sang Que asked in confusion, "According to the laws of the Xuan Dynasty, one must get married at the age of sixteen. Why haven't you married yet?"

The officers and soldiers marched quickly into the city, and the caravan stopped to wait.

"Wait a moment."

The prison van was filled with men of all ages, wearing coarse cotton-padded jackets and looking ashen.

"This is a sign of a heavy snowstorm. Let's hurry up and get to Tianliang City. Be careful not to make too much noise and be careful of avalanches on the mountain."

There is still a war in Yunzhou. The barbarian tribes have their own unique beliefs and refuse to accept the rule of the Xuan Dynasty.

The war lasted for many years, and the barbarian tribes had their moments of victory, but they had never ventured beyond the borders of Yunzhou. At most, they would drive the Xuan Dynasty people to the vicinity of Tianliang City and then withdraw.

As soon as the caravan arrived outside the city gate, a group of soldiers and officers came up from behind them, pulling three large prison carts.

"Sorry to bother you, sir." The man apologized with a smile.

Sang Que nodded slightly, feeling that the man's accent was strange, not like the local accent, so he asked, "Where are you two from?"

The man was holding a erhu in his hand, and the little boy following behind him looked somewhat similar to him, with delicate eyebrows and a happy face, holding a Hulusi.

After dinner, the convoy was preparing to leave when the wind suddenly started to blow, the sky quickly became gloomy, and snowflakes began to float from the sky.

The man ran to the manager of the caravan, panting. "Finally we met someone. Can you give us a ride? If there's a blizzard, we two brothers might die here."

After telling Chengge his last name, Sangque said nothing more.

Sang Que frowned slightly, feeling that the beginning her mother wrote seemed to be effective, but the "stranger" in the beginning seemed to refer not only to her, but also to Cheng Ge in front of her.

Sang Que raised her eyebrows, sighing that the girls in Xuan Dynasty were really wise and did not choose men based on their looks.

"My last name is Sang."

Both of them were wearing dark blue cotton coats, and it was obvious that they were made of the same piece of cloth. The man looked to be in his early twenties, handsome, with eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes full of stars, and an otherworldly temperament.

Suddenly, a black shadow jumped out from the snow and jumped onto Sangque.

Sang Que didn't say anything. She was almost used to it and numb to it.

He is from Yunzhou and makes a living in Qinzhou. It is not wrong to say that he is a stranger.

Sang Que leaned on the grain bag and looked up. The sun was warm and the sky was cloudless. There was no sign of snow. He didn't know whether He Buning and the others had already arrived in Tianliang City.

The man smiled with sparkling eyes, "To be honest, my brother and I were originally from Yunzhou. Yunzhou was plagued by constant wars and it was difficult to survive, so we came to Tianliang City to make a living. My name is Chengge, and this is my younger brother Xingzhu. May I know what Master Yeyou's name is?"

Chengge's eyes widened suddenly when he heard the voice and turned to look at Xingzhu.

The weather was also very good. It was not snowing and the wind had stopped. A lot of snow on the road had melted and the caravan was moving faster and faster. After passing this section of the mountain road, they would be able to reach Tianliang City before dusk.

The caravan manager went to call for the convoy to set off, and Sang Que returned to the car he had been sitting in. If there was any empty seat, it was probably only the one Sang Que was in, as the other cars were all full of things.

They can worship different ghosts from different trees, and there are also ghosts that can cure diseases. Each disease is cured by a different ghost.

The wind and snow were getting stronger and stronger. The truck carrying goods had no carriage. The knife-like wind made people's cheeks hurt. The view was completely white in the heavy snow, and there was no way to chat.

Fortunately, the Si family's caravan was very experienced and quickly walked down the mountain road and onto the official road leading to Tianliang City.

There was a war in Yunzhou, and all the men had to serve in the army, but why wasn't Chengge arrested? Did he have any privileges just because he lived in Tianliang City?

Sang Que looked in the direction of the sound and found a young man and a little boy.

The leader of the caravan notified everyone one by one and everyone mounted their horses immediately. Before they set off, shouts came from behind the caravan; not loud, but audible enough.

Chengge's eyelids drooped, and he looked speechless, while Xingzhu stuck out her tongue, looking like you can't do anything to me.

Sang Que had a silver token of the Night Messenger hanging on her waist. The people in the caravan knew her identity and did not dare to get too close to her. They would give her a bowl of hot soup first during meals.

The man looked around and finally came to Sangque. Seeing the token on Sangque's waist, the man was not afraid. He first carried the little boy into the car, let the little boy climb onto the grain bag and sit, and he got on the car and sat opposite Sangque.

Cheng Ge sighed in distress, "The people of Xuan Dynasty are hostile to the people of Yunzhou tribe. My mother's family is from Yunzhou, and my father's family is from Qinzhou. Although I have reached the age of marriage, no one is willing to marry me."

Near noon, the convoy stopped at the side of the mountain road to allow the accompanying personnel to rest and eat.

"Thank you!"

The Xuan Dynasty was determined to conquer Yunzhou. According to the people of Taikang City, it was because the barbarian tribes in Yunzhou not only raised Gu, but also worshiped various ghosts. When a child was sick, they worshiped a ghost to cure the disease, and when something was lost at home, they worshiped another ghost to catch the thief.

Xing Zhu covered her mouth exaggeratedly, "Oh, I forgot, I can't call you dad outside, you have to call me brother."

While Sangque was distracted, the little boy sitting on the grain bag looked at Sangque, then at Chengge with shining eyes, curled his lips secretly, and suddenly shouted to Chengge.

It would take at least five days for the caravan to travel from Taikang City to Tianliang City.

The convoy began to move.

The man threw his hair behind him, straightened his sleeves and put down his erhu. "We two brothers are street performers. We just came out of Baita Village over there and are preparing to return to Tianliang City." "Are you from Tianliang City?"

In this way, Sang Que followed the caravan, traveling during the day and resting at the post stations along the way at night. He traveled smoothly for four days. Except for meeting soldiers from Tianliang City once, he did not meet anyone else.

There are so many of them that it is impossible to count them. If they are not controlled, these ghosts will sooner or later wreak havoc on the country.

"father!"

The caravan manager was a nice guy. Seeing the snow getting heavier, he hurriedly said, "Go find a car with an empty seat and get in. Hurry up."

"Every year the government calls me and other people of a certain age to come over and let the unmarried girls choose. No matter how poor we are, we still have someone to choose from. Maybe it's because I am a singer of the lowest class, so..."

Cheng Ge said to Sang Que, "Those were soldiers captured from nearby villages."

After running for about another hour, Sang Que finally saw the outline of the magnificent city at the foot of the towering mountains in the vast snow. A large red flag with the word "Xuan" was inserted on the black city wall, exuding a solemn and cold feeling.

Meow~ "Xuan Yu?"

Sang Que held up the black jade, very surprised. She quickly jumped off the car and looked towards the city gate. Sure enough, she saw He Buning riding a black horse, with Xiaowu and Xiaoliu, and a donkey cart running out of the city gate.

Xiaoliu didn't ride a horse, but a donkey cart.

He Buning rode his horse to Sang Que, glanced at the Chengge brothers not far away, then retracted his gaze and said to Sang Que in a deep voice, "You're back just in time. Follow me. There's a case!"

Sang Que's heart was slightly shaken. Did the beginning of my mother's story really work? (End of this chapter)