The blind young man Yan Liang met was named Yuan Suiyun. When he first arrived, he was oblivious to worldly affairs and only cared about eating and drinking. He was unaware that Yuan Suiyun was the young master of the famous "Wuzheng Manor".
After exchanging names and talking for a while, Yan Liang went back to work. As evening approached, he finished work and returned to the inn. When he passed by the restaurant, he unsurprisingly found that Yuan Suiyun was no longer there.
The next day, Yan Liang went to borrow a token from Grandpa Li, so that he wouldn't be distrusted after finding Li Ganqing. Grandpa Li placed all his hopes of finding his grandson in him, and thanked him repeatedly before leaving, expressing his deepest gratitude.
According to Yan Liang's calculations, although Li Ganqing is currently in a predicament, his life is not in danger. However, things could change if he waits too long, so it would be best to go as soon as possible.
After leaving Grandpa Li's house, Yan Liang rode his horse out of Qixian Town. Just outside Qixian Town, he saw a carriage parked by the roadside, with a person standing next to it.
Upon seeing the man's face, Yan Liang reined in the horse. The white horse neighed a few times and stopped in front of Yuan Suiyun.
He looked down at Yuan Suiyun from his horse and teased, "Were you waiting for me?"
Yuan Suiyun smiled slightly: "Brother Yan, you flatter me. I have no extraordinary abilities; I simply forgot some things at the inn and had someone fetch them for me. Meeting you here is truly an unexpected delight."
Yan Liang was just joking, but seeing Yuan Suiyun's serious explanation, he laughed: "It is indeed an unexpected surprise. May I ask where you are going?"
"I wander about, my destination is uncertain."
Yuan Suiyun smiled between her brows.
Yan Liang smiled and said, "If I didn't have important business to attend to right now, I might be able to travel with you."
Yuan Suiyun smiled without saying a word, and Yan Liang then said, "I'm pressed for time, I'll be going now."
The two waved goodbye, and Yuan Suiyun listened as the sound of horses' hooves gradually faded into the distance, a faint smile appearing on his lips.
How did a monk who spends most of his life in the mountains learn the arts of fortune telling and physiognomy? He can even ride a horse...?
"——Ah owe!"
Yan Liang sneezed on his horse and felt a chill run through his body.
...Is anyone talking about him?
The smooth, silky wig fluttered in the wind. Yan Liang adjusted the wig, quickened his pace, and mentally gave a thumbs-up to the sturdiness of the wig produced by the system.
Yan Liang discovered that Grandpa Li's grandson had somehow wandered into the desert.
He only got a general direction from the fortune teller, but he thought that just having a direction wasn't enough, so he spent a lot of money to buy a special instrument for finding people from the system store. He put the longevity lock that Grandpa Li had given him into it and analyzed it. The instrument gave him a location that was in the desert.
The desert...
Luckily I bought this wig. If I had gone into the desert and been exposed to the sun, I probably would never have grown hair again.
Yan Liang touched the smooth, silky wig on his head.
Traveling day and night for more than ten days, Yan Liang had reached the edge of the desert. Fortunately, he had prepared enough water and dry rations in advance, knowing that water was scarce in the desert.
The little white horse had turned into a little gray horse. Yan Liang felt a little sorry for it and patted its head. The little white horse obediently rubbed against him.
There was a town on the edge of the desert. Yan Liang led his horse to a family and asked them to take him in for a few days. He gave them enough silver and promised to give them more silver when he returned to the desert to retrieve his white horse.
This town was extremely poor. Because it was near the desert, few people came here, making trade inconvenient. They barely survived by relying on the town's only well.
Yan Liang was unwilling to ride the white horse into the desert. Although he had never been to the desert himself, he knew that the desert was unpredictable and that one could not survive there by conventional means.
However, it was clearly impossible for him to enter the desert alone.
After hesitating for a moment, Yan Liang went to an inn in the town to ask where he could find someone who could enter the desert.
The innkeeper glanced at the large bag at Yan Liang's feet and asked, "Are you going to the desert?"
"Yes." Yan Liang nodded.
"No one here goes to the desert," the innkeeper said calmly. "But I have a camel. If you're willing to pay a hundred taels of silver for it, it will be your guide."
...One hundred taels?
Yan Liang paused for a moment, then repeated, "One hundred taels?"
"One hundred taels."
The shopkeeper remained expressionless.
Why don't you just rob it?
Yan Liang: "Do I look like I have a hundred taels?"
The shopkeeper shook his head: "It doesn't seem like it."
Yan Liang: "...You don't seem like it, yet you said one hundred taels?"
The shopkeeper remained silent.
Yan Liang took out all his valuables, and even with cash and valuables, he could only barely scrape together twenty-five taels.
Seeing that he really couldn't produce anything else, the shopkeeper smiled through his cold face and held out his hand to Yan Liang: "This is enough."
Yan Liang stared at him blankly, then suddenly realized that this person didn't know how much money he had, which was why he offered such an exorbitant price to raise as much as possible.
“…I’ve learned something.” Yan Liang reached out and tried to stuff the money into his hand, but then pulled it back halfway. “Bring that camel over so I can see it. I’ll give it to you after I’ve seen it.”
The shopkeeper smiled broadly and ran to the backyard to bring over the camel.
This camel is well-maintained and looks very healthy; it is indeed a good camel.
Yan Liang looked into the eyes of the camel, which blinked, its eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.
Yan Liang's heart skipped a beat. He gave the money to the shopkeeper, who counted it and handed him the rope with satisfaction.
“I’ve traveled through the desert a few times. If you want to rest in the desert, you can go to an inn,” the innkeeper reminded him. “That inn has food and drink. It’s built against a rocky mountain, sheltered from the wind. If you see the inn at the foot of that rocky mountain, don’t hesitate, just go in.”
So kind of you?
Yan Liang raised an eyebrow, smiled at him, picked up the sack of water bags, and led the camel out the door.
Behind him, the shopkeeper touched the valuables in his hand and smiled maliciously at the backs of the man and the camel.
This innkeeper had been colluding with "Banfengtian," a local desert tyrant, for many years. He would deduct money from outsiders who were not familiar with the local situation, and he would also trick those outsiders without a guide into going to Banfengtian's inn in the desert. They were in cahoots and made a fortune.
The camels he sold to Yan Liang at a high price were trained; once they left the inn in this town, they would take the rider to the inn in the desert, gradually leading the rider into the pit.
The reason why the innkeeper would swindle Yan Liang into the inn after already cheating him out of so much money was because he was certain that Yan Liang was a rich young master who didn't lack money.
Yan Liang was completely unaware that the unscrupulous shopkeeper had labeled him a "rich young master" without his consent. He simply followed the directions given by the missing person device and rode his camel through the desert with great difficulty.
The desert is hot during the day and cold at night, with a huge temperature difference between day and night.
On the first night, Yan Liang huddled together with a camel, shivering. When Yan Liang saw the sun rising over the desert, he had only one thought.
A color more intense than fire, it crashed through the sky with tremendous force, leaping onto the horizon.
—This trip was worthwhile.
Such a beautiful sight will surely be unforgettable for a lifetime.
Yan Liang rode a camel through the desert for five or six days until the camel brought him to an inn.
The inn was built against a rocky mountain, which blocked the wind and sand, yet the inn was still exceptionally sturdy.
Yan Liang dismounted his camel and saw four large characters on the wall of the inn: "Steamed buns and clear water, dry bed and heated kang." Besides those four characters, what was even more eye-catching was the cotton curtain hanging from the door, which was shiny with oil.
He has been consciously saving water these past few days, and now there is only a little left.
Yan Liang thought that if the innkeeper was kind, he could borrow some water... after all, he was so poor that all he had left was himself.
However, since it was recommended by that unscrupulous innkeeper... it probably isn't a very good place.
Yan Liang didn't have high hopes. He tied the camel outside, wrapped his hands in his sleeve, and tried to lift the curtain. He lifted it halfway, but before he could even see what was inside, a wooden stool flew towards him.
Yan Liang hurriedly squeezed inside, but before he could even stand still, another teapot flew towards him with tremendous force.
Yan Liang: This appalling way of treating guests... it's no wonder that unscrupulous shopkeeper recommended this place.
Despite being completely bewildered, Yan Liang managed to dodge the teapot and stood down next to someone.
The man was a hunchback, and the person standing next to him had a pockmarked face.
Both of them were staring at him. Yan Liang was puzzled by their stares and asked quietly, "Why are you looking at me?"
"Pockmarked" glanced at "Hunchback," who shook his head at him.
This person is definitely not the one who arranged to meet Yidianhong here.
Chu Liuxiang had a vague recollection of Yan Liang's face. Back when he stormed Shaolin Temple because of Wuhua's matter, a young monk had stopped him. When Chu Liuxiang returned Wuhua's body to Master Tianfeng, this young monk stood among the monks, holding an umbrella and biting into a fruit, looking at him with an expression completely different from those around him.
He couldn't help but look at the boy's beautiful hair. Even though it was mixed with sand, it was smooth and soft, unlike a wig.
Yan Liang noticed the hunchback's gaze, paused for a moment, and wondered if his wig was really that fake, or just too beautiful.
"Hunchback" and "Pockmarked" did not answer Yan Liang's question, but turned their attention back to the fight in the center of the shop.
In the blink of an eye, someone outside the inn window had already set up a bow and arrow, the arrowheads pointed straight at the man in black's throat. If he made a move, he would surely die.
Yan Liang: ...This store is terrifying.
It's gotten this dark; even bleach can't bring it back to its original color.
Thinking that there was no need to be lenient with shady shops, Yan Liang slipped behind the counter with a clear conscience and filled his water bag. As he walked back with the full water bag, the "hunchback" and the "pockmarked man" looked at him strangely.
Yan Liang smiled slightly at them and tiptoed around the counter. Although he was being very careful, his elbow accidentally knocked a teapot off the counter.
With a crisp "crash," Yan Liang stood rooted to the spot, his heart sinking.
The atmosphere in the shop was already tense, and the teapot that Yan Liang knocked over became a signal for silence, and everyone looked at Yan Liang standing by the counter.
Yan Liang looked at everyone in the shop, smiled slightly, and said, "Good afternoon? Have you all had your meal?"
This ordinary question would not seem strange in any situation, but it seems extremely odd in this particular context.
The person who asked the question looked completely at ease, as if saying such a thing under these circumstances was perfectly normal.
Chu Liuxiang couldn't help but smile. When he first entered Shaolin Temple, he greeted the Shaolin monks in the same way.
Yidianhong stared coldly at Yan Liang. He had already noticed the person who had barged in, and now that he had disrupted the situation, Yidianhong was unsure how to deal with him.
Just then, a soft laugh came from outside the door, and the owner of the voice lifted the curtain and walked in.
She was a girl in a red dress with two long braids.
When the girl in red entered, she spotted Yan Liang, who was the center of everyone's attention. Her eyes lit up, and she smiled gently at Yan Liang, saying, "This young master is really handsome."
Yan Liang smiled and said, "Thank you, young lady, but I am not as beautiful as you."
The girl in red blushed, stamped her foot, and scolded, "You seem so proper, but you're actually a lecher!"
Chu Liuxiang was somewhat surprised.
Can monks really praise girls so earnestly?
Yan Liang, knowing that the girl had come to his rescue, made a witty remark. Faced with her coquettish reproach, he smiled slightly and said nothing more.
The girl in red then started talking to Yidianhong. Yan Liang overheard this and learned that the invincible man in black was named Yidianhong, and that he had come here to meet someone else.
When Yidianhong agreed to go with the girl in red, the girl in red expressed her disdain for the appearance of the "hunchback" and the "pockmarked" man, and even wanted to kill them, but Yidianhong stopped her.
The girl in red gave a soft snort, then looked at Yan Liang with seductive eyes: "Young master...why don't you come back with me?"
Yan Liang: ...Why? ? ?
The girl in red said, "Young master also praised my looks, so you must like me, right? ... My master would probably like your appearance too."
Chu Liuxiang and Ji Bingyan exchanged a glance.
The master the girl in red was referring to must be Shi Guanyin.
Yan Liang: "...What if I say I'm unwilling?"
The girl in red smiled and said, "Then young master, you will suffer the same fate as the people in this shop."
She had just killed several people, and the shop was filled with pools of blood and corpses.
The stench of blood permeated the store.
Yan Liang readily agreed: "I'll go."
Author's Note: Disclaimer: I have no male friends.
So, that guy who called himself Baihe's best friend yesterday, I advise you to turn yourself in as soon as possible, hahaha!
Oh my god, a new best friend appeared out of nowhere! When I saw that comment, I wondered if I'd forgotten I had a best friend waiting for me by the Daming Lake, hahaha, lol
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