Changsheng: Peak at the Beginning

The person who came from Xueyue City was Tang Lian, a disciple of the city lord, the Drunken Immortal Baili Dongjun. He was born in the Tang Clan in Shuzhong and was sent to Xueyue City by Tang Lianyue of the Tang Clan to study under Baili Dongjun. He has been ranked first among his peers in the competitions for several consecutive years.

However, what impressed Jiang Xinxin the most was not only Tang Lian's appearance, which was as handsome as Xiao Se and Wu Xin, but also the color of the two dragon-whisker bangs on his forehead. He looked to be only in his twenties, but the color of his bangs was so gray that it was almost white, which showed that he had a lot of thoughts in his daily life and might be an indecisive person.

However, after setting out on the journey, Jiang Xinxin had to admit that she had made the mistake of judging people by their appearance. Although Tang Lian looked a bit old-fashioned and even dull in her eyes at times, he was indeed a modest gentleman.

At the beginning, Jiang Xinxin took the initiative to ask Tang Lian to learn how to drive a horse-drawn carriage. Really, who in her family would understand? She failed the second subject test three times before traveling through time, and now she has to take a driver's license test after traveling through time!

Seeing that Jiang Xinxin insisted, Tang Lian agreed. Fortunately, Jiang Xinxin learned quickly and was able to drive the carriage normally from the next day. He also had time to rest and recover his internal strength. You know, starting from the second day, the number of people blocking the road suddenly doubled from the three or four waves on the first day. By the evening of the third day, they had passed nearly twenty waves of people who coveted the golden coffin.

"It seems that the matter of the golden coffin has spread since the first day, otherwise we wouldn't have encountered so many robbers in just three days." Jiang Xinxin felt that the road ahead was worrying and she felt a little irritated.

Tang Lian, on the other hand, still looked indifferent. The hem of his clothes was even cut by someone else's hidden weapon, but he didn't seem to be anxious or afraid at all.

"If Miss Jiang is tired, let me drive." Tang Lian had already sat next to Jiang Xinxin, looking at her with an urging look on her face.

Jiang Xinxin was speechless. She thought Tang Lian would ask her what was in the golden coffin. The robbers she met along the way said that it contained profound martial arts secrets or gold and silver treasures. What was even more outrageous was that some people said that it contained a peerless beauty. Even saying that it contained the remains of Master Wangyou was considered the most normal guess.

Jiang Xinxin handed the reins to Tang Lian, but did not go back to the car. It was getting dark anyway, and there seemed to be a dilapidated temple ahead. It would take less than a quarter of an hour before they would stop traveling. She was too lazy to go through the trouble again, so she asked, "Master Tang, aren't you curious about what's inside this golden coffin?"

Tang Lian hesitated for a moment and replied, "When I came out, my master told me one thing: Never try to open this coffin."

Jiang Xinxin burst out laughing, "Drunken Immortal Baili Dongjun is such a mischievous person. He is just teasing you."

Tang Lian was visibly embarrassed, even her ears turned red, "Miss Jiang, my master..."

Fortunately, the carriage arrived at the dilapidated temple that they had previously taken a fancy to soon. Jiang Xinxin went directly to the main hall, while Tang Lian went to the backyard to park the carriage and horses.

This dilapidated temple is not big, with just two courtyards, but the main hall of the second courtyard is two stories high. The clay statue of Buddha enshrined in the middle still has traces of brightly colored paintings, and the pile of firewood stacked on one side shows that there are quite a few people who come to this dilapidated temple to spend the night nearby, otherwise there would be no need to store so much firewood.

When Tang Lian came in with two kettles in each hand and a bundle on her shoulder, Jiang Xinxin had already built a fire. Tang Lian put the two kettles directly on the fire, handed the bundle on her shoulder to Jiang Xinxin, turned around and went to the backyard. Jiang Xinxin skillfully took out the steamed buns she had bought on the way from the bundle, strung them together and roasted them over the fire.

Tang Lian must have traveled alone before, and he was a man, so he was a bit rough when traveling. But Jiang Xinxin was different. She would not drink raw water even when she was traveling, so when she went out, she bought a large silver kettle for boiling water, and also brought two rice cookers for stewing.

As for food, she not only brought refined rice, noodles, bacon and various seasonings that are currently used or not used for cooking, but she also bought vegetables when passing by populated areas. This really opened the eyes of Tang Lian, an "old hand".

However, even if Tang Lian was not a generous person, Jiang Xinxin was just a little bit particular and did not delay her work, so he could not blame her for anything. What's more, Tang Lian was a loyal and honest person, so how could he be picky about a girl?

Before Jiang Xinxin had heated up the steamed buns, Tang Lian had already appeared again with the inner pot of a rice cooker and a stoneware jar filled with chopped pepper sauce. He placed the inner pot of the rice cooker on the fire, and inside it was the pumpkin porridge for tomorrow morning.

When Tang Lian came back with two bamboo cups and two tea bags, the steamed buns were ready. Jiang Xinxin handed the bamboo sticks with the steamed buns to Tang Lian and calculated the time to put the tea bags into the already boiled kettle. She really didn't want to do anything tonight. She just wanted to eat quietly and take a rest.

But things in the world are often not as expected. Just when Jiang Xinxin and Tang Lian had finished their steamed buns in silence and were drinking tea, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from far away outside. Tang Lian was immediately filled with awe. He raised his hand and used his internal force to extinguish the campfire. Seeing this, Jiang Xinxin also picked up the kettle and followed Tang Lian to hide behind the hall.

Two young men came in. One of them was still muttering about how rare his horse was and how priceless it was when he entered the room. The other, younger and more lively voice retorted somewhat unhappily that the one who spoke first, named Xiao Se, was a horse dealer, so he kept muttering about his horses all the way.

Hearing the name Xiao Se, Jiang Xinxin's heart moved. The first person she met before was called Xiao Se, but she didn't know if the person in front of her was the one she knew.

When the two entered the hall, the fire that Tang Lian had extinguished still had some residual heat. Anyone who had been on a long journey would know that someone must have come here first. But they didn't expect that the boy in red and black clothes would praise in a very naive way: "I was worried that it would be difficult to light a fire in such heavy snow. This is really lucky!"

Xiao Se, who followed in, couldn't help but close his eyes. He obviously knew that not only had someone come in before him, but they definitely hadn't left yet, they just hid first.

The boy in black and red clothes rearranged the firewood, and with a wave of his palm, he reignited the fire. Jiang Xinxin, who was hiding behind, could see clearly that the Xiao Se in the cloak in front of her was the one she knew.

Jiang Xinxin was obviously relaxing. Tang Lian was no fool. He asked quietly, "Miss Jiang, do you know the person who is coming?"

Jiang Xinxin nodded: "The one who came in later is called Xiao Se, he is the owner of an inn, I have lived in his inn before."

Even so, Jiang Xinxin and Tang Lian had no plans to go out, but after a while Jiang Xinxin smelled the familiar scent of roses, her face immediately fell, and she let Tang Lian pull her silently onto the roof.

The silly boy in black and red clothes and carrying a sword case also smelled the rose fragrance brought by the cold wind, "How can there be roses in this snowy weather?"

Xiao Se knew a lot. He was secretly on guard in his heart, but he looked very relaxed on the surface. "This is rose dew, from Daqin and Champa, worth a thousand gold."