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Not to mention how much effort it took them to finish it.

Anyway, after Su Qinchao and Ling Qi said goodbye in the poplar forest, Monk Ziyan had already made up his mind to educate this group of weasels before returning to Chang'an.

When we got back on the road, it was already three quarters past four (around ten o'clock in the morning).

As mentioned before, it takes half a day to reach the nearest city.

So they had their lunch at a fairly busy tea stall along the way.

"Probably we can go from here, turn here, and then take a boat from Jiaoxia County around the Grand Canal, and we can reach Chang'an smoothly in about half a month." Su Qinchao chewed the potato pancake that the store had just served.

He pointed to the fairly detailed map of Guanzhong spread out on the table and showed it to Ling Qi.

"Why don't we just go this way." Ling Qi pointed to another place with confusion.

It is clear that by passing Dayu County, you can reach the Yellow River ferry, and it only takes three days to reach the Grand Canal. Then, after staying on the boat for five or six days, you can land in Chang'an.

The time was shortened by three or four days. He didn't understand why Su Qinchao chose to go so far instead of near.

"I need to go to Zhuoguang." Su Qinchao didn't plan to hide it from him, besides, he would be unable to hide it by then.

Besides, I had experienced enough strange things last night, so I wasn't worried that Ling Qi would think I was talking nonsense.

Then he told him everything Qing Tuo had entrusted him with.

"No wonder you dared to go to the poplar forest alone yesterday. It turns out that you had the mountain ghost protecting you." Ling Qi turned the empty teacup in his hand.

Mountain ghosts, yellow fairies, living souls... these were things he had previously thought existed only in legends.

He has lived for more than 20 years, but this is the first time he has seen this.

If I hadn't met this person, I probably would never have met him in my life.

He couldn't help but think of the spiritual energy they had talked about many times last night.

How deep must it be to make those yellow fairies do everything they can and even pay such a huge price to get it...

Afterwards, the two men discussed where to change to faster horses. They prepared to disguise themselves and rush to Zhuoguang overnight.

Use this method to spend the extra three days.

After all, there are usually spies of Princess Yucheng in every provincial capital. As soon as they enter Liu's mansion, someone will probably send letters to Chang'an layer by layer.

If they cannot return to Chang'an within the approximate time, how can they explain to Princess Yucheng?

After all, if they can estimate it, the princess can naturally do it too.

Therefore, after the two men had finally filled their stomachs, they exchanged for two fast horses that were good at traveling from the nearest city.

Strictly following the route planned by Su Qinchao and the distance they needed to reach every day, they sped towards Zhuoguang Mountain.

"Let's rest here tonight." Su Qin glanced at the relatively flat grassland along the river.

After a rough gesture, he signaled Ling Qi, who had been following him on horseback and was still a little surprised, to set up the tent.

He jumped off the horse, took out the small pot from his bag, and used the relatively slow-flowing river to cook.

I grabbed two handfuls of rice and washed them briefly, then picked up some dead branches nearby and set the pot to stew.

This was the first time in these days that Su Qinchao said he wanted to stop before the sun had completely set.

You know, on weekdays, he would never stop until 7:15 p.m. to complete his daily plan.

Sometimes when there is wind and it is cool enough, I will even run a little longer. It is really like the sun rising from the west.

Even the two horses that had long been accustomed to their daily routine and were chewing the grass nearby would raise their heads to look at him from time to time, as if they were very surprised.

"What are you cooking? It smells so good." When Su Qinchao was tearing pheasant meat into the porridge.

Ling Qi, who had finally arranged a place to rest for the night, came over.

"Chicken porridge." Su Qin threw the last few shreds of pheasant meat, then stirred it clockwise with a spoon.

This can not only stir the pheasant shreds evenly, but also prevent the bottom of the pot from getting sticky.

"Why did you think of doing this?" Ling Qi lifted his robe slightly, then sat down leisurely next to Su Qinchao.

In order to hurry along these days, I have not had enough time to sleep, let alone something as time-consuming as cooking porridge.

Most of the time they are, when the horses are supplemented with forage.

They just stood by and drank cold water and ate some dry food to fill their stomachs, and that was it.

Besides, this person doesn’t like cooking, although he is really good at making porridge.

There seems to be a rule about when to put what in and when to take the pot off the stove.

It's much more delicate than the barbecue I usually make.

"My stomach can't take it after eating dry food every day. How about you?" Su Qinchao stared at the fire under the pot and adjusted it from time to time.

The weather seemed to be particularly hot these past two days, causing him to completely lose his appetite.

Therefore, he planned to cook some porridge to drink in order to heal his stomach which was already feeling a little uncomfortable.

Anyway, I ran more in the past few days, and if you calculate the time, it’s just enough to fill in the gap today.

"I'm fine." Ling Qi turned his face slightly.

With half-closed eyes, he stared intently at the person in front of him, a face with clear contours that looked even more gentle in the flickering firelight.

"What are you looking at?" Su Qin turned his head in confusion.

Then he scooped up a bowl of the cooked porridge and carefully handed it to Ling Qi.

"Look at you." Ling Qi's eyes dimmed and he uttered two words softly.

"Tsk, you'd better eat quickly, it's already this late." Su Qinchao shook his head and put the chopsticks in Ling Qi's hand with a smile.

It was almost dark by then, but fortunately there was still a moon.

With the help of the still burning fire, I could still see clearly.

"Can we do it tonight..." Ling Qi looked at the smiling eyes of the person in front of him and reached out to the still hot bowl of porridge on the ground.

"No, it's still very hot." Su Qinchao grabbed his hand.

"Why?" Ling Qi took the opportunity to shake her hand back, interlocking their fingers tightly, not letting anyone pull away.

During this period, in order to hurry on their way, they rarely did that kind of thing.

The last time I had it was a few days ago, but I only had a quick taste. After satisfying my craving a little, I went to sleep, for fear of delaying the journey scheduled for the next day.

After that, it seemed that they even held hands less often, whereas they used to hug each other from time to time.

"I'm afraid of hurting you and delaying our journey." Su Qin looked deeply into the eyes of the man in front of him and restrainedly kissed his eyebrows.

Then, while the person was relaxing, he quickly pulled his hand back and moved it to the side.

Doesn't he want to? No, he wants it too much.

It's not easy to satisfy him in that aspect. Once he's in the mood, he won't let go until he's satisfied. How could he dare to do anything at this critical moment?

The last time he only had a brief taste, he had to work hard to suppress it.

He didn't want to suffer this anymore, so it would be better not to do it from the beginning. At least it would be better.