The Bad Man was nearly dead at the beginning and was picked up by Yang Shuzi and taken home

Since he bought a horse this time, Anton-kun's speed is much faster than before.

It also took half a month, and Anton Jun arrived in Chenzhou this time, and finally saw the outline of the legendary Ten Thousand Mountains.

Thinking that the destination was not far away, Anton Jun wanted to rest here for a few days before going to Raojiang.

We arrived at an inn and ordered a table full of food. As soon as we started eating, we heard people at the next table chatting away.

"By the way, have you noticed the mountain outside the city recently? I heard that it is filled with miasma, and those who go up there never come down again."

"I know that! I heard that many ghosts appeared and gathered in groups to hold some kind of ceremony that cannot be seen by outsiders."

"No, no, it seems to be saying that there is a fairy in white sitting in the mountain.

Those ghosts are lonely spirits that remain in the human world. They have to pay homage to the White-robed Immortal before they can return to the underworld. The miasma comes with the ghosts."

"..."

Anton Jun's expression did not change after hearing this.

Ever since he heard about Zhu Wen's family, with its loving father, filial sons, friendly brothers and respectful younger brothers, he would never believe such so-called gossip again.

However, as I was bored on the road and wanted to find some fun, I didn't think about resting after eating, and went straight to the mountain outside the city.

In fact, rumors are really scary.

In fact, there is no miasma at all, the mountain is just a little foggy.

But it is understandable. Once you are in it, the visibility is only a few feet. The fog is so thick that every step you take will disperse it, creating a chaos. No wonder so many outrageous rumors have spread.

Just as Anton was about to say that he found it boring and was about to go home, he saw some footprints that were exactly the same as those in Qinghe Village.

"Huh? These footprints look like the work of the corpse-carriers. I guess the ghosts performing rituals that the innkeepers were talking about were actually just corpse-carriers driving corpses."

However, Anton Jun did not think about Hou Qing's situation. After all, there are no such coincidences in this world.

Just as his brain was wandering in the sky, a singing voice came slowly from far away:

"Head not bowed, legs not separated, walking shadow floating fire separated from the mortal world. Buried for a long time, soul not decayed, stagnant and broken, bright inside and dark outside, corpse chaser."

"No way!!!"

......

Today is the second day since I came down the mountain. The weather is a bit gloomy and it looks like it’s going to rain.

It’s very annoying because I didn’t bring an umbrella.

In the past two months, Anton was either on the road or on his way to the road. During the journey, he only did two things: hooking up with girls and beating up guys.

Although I wasn't in a very good mood originally, I felt better after enjoying the beautiful scenery along the way.

But now that I have encountered such a situation, I suddenly have a little strange feeling. If you really want to ask why, I can't answer it. In the end, I can only summarize it in one sentence:

baffling!

He didn't know whether he should be happy or what other emotion he felt about his luck.

Well, the result was what he expected, so it was not too bad.

-

On the other side, time goes back to ten days ago, in Huanyinfang

"May the Empress be blessed with good health!"

A beauty half-knelt and spoke to the figure lying on the platform.

However, even such a beauty is still far inferior to the one above, and the stunning figure lying on the side is the empress.

I saw her perfect body covered by the curtains, her fingers stroking the cheongsam one by one, her long and plump legs faintly visible, she leaned on the exquisite jade couch, and said lazily:

"Wake up, what's going on?"

"Your Highness, a few days ago, the Xuanming Sect was attacked by an unknown person. It is said that it was Li Cunli, one of the Thirteen Guardians of the Tongwen Academy."

"Oh, how is that possible? It's been a long time since Li Cunli showed up, and such a grand show doesn't seem like the style of Tongwenguan.

I guess he is a new figure in the underworld, and he is just framing Tongwenguan."

"Could it be that guy?"

The empress suddenly thought of him, thought about it in her heart, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

After a long time, she finally reacted and shook her head to get rid of the thoughts about Anton-kun:

"Anything else?"

Miao Chengtian said: “Excuse me, Queen, is the technique that can heal me the one that person gave me that day?

If so, I want to go find him, repay his kindness, and then come back to continue working."

The empress stared into her eyes as if trying to find out something, but found nothing and spoke slowly:

"Well, go ahead. It will save you from thinking about him all the time. I don't know where he is, but you can ask Nian Ling. She has a way to find him."

"Thank you, Queen. I will take my leave now."

After Miao Chengtian left, the empress took out four or five letters from a secret small box hidden in the main seat. She opened one of them and saw the following words written on it:

"Personally from Zhao Zhao:"

"Since we last parted in Fengcheng, Dongjun often thinks of the lady's angelic appearance. Recently, I heard that the empress's piano skills are unparalleled. I wonder if you can play a song for me next time we meet..."

Then there was a poem at the bottom of the letter.

"When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love."

The person who wrote the letter is Anton-kun.

Ever since the last time they met, he would send something to the empress every few days.

He often wrote letters describing the interesting things he encountered during his travels, and often sent back some small gadgets he had made.

And every time he sent a letter, there would be one or two lines of lyrics or poetry at the bottom of the letter, like "There is a beautiful person, I will never forget her when I see her. If I don't see her for a day, I will miss her like crazy", "What is love in this world? It makes us promise to be together for life and death", and so on. Every time Li Zhaozhao blushed.

What is surprising is that there is a portrait of the empress painted with charcoal as a pen and tree bark as paper. Although the painting is not very good, it is still possible to see that there is also a poem written below.

"Qi Di has Zhao Zhao, unique and independent.

One glance can conquer a city, another glance can conquer a country."

At that time, the empress was both surprised and angry. She was surprised because she didn't expect that guy could actually paint, and it was a completely new way of painting.

I was angry that Anton didn't draw her like her at all, but when I saw the adapted poem, I felt both amused and sad.

But despite all the scolding, he still carefully kept it in a secret little box.

"What Zhaozhao, this scoundrel!"

Looking at these letters, the empress pretended to be angry in her heart.

But there was an unconscious look of affection in her eyes, and a smile appeared on her face, but there was still an unnatural hint of sadness between her brows.

Looking out the window, the moonlight poured onto Li Zhaozhao's exquisite and beautiful face, adding a bit of loneliness to her. She could be heard whispering in the dark.

"But I am King Qi..."

……

At the same time, Tongwenguan

"Useless, he was like this a few years ago and he is still the same now, is this person really that hard to investigate?

I never expected that my illustrious Tongwenguan would be messed up by a wild boy who came from nowhere and used this name to cause trouble everywhere.

And none of my subordinates can find him, and even now we don’t know his name or appearance. What’s the point of me keeping you? !”

"..."

Li Keyong was pointing at a group of men and women kneeling on the ground, cursing them one sentence after another, and no one in the group dared to talk back, so they could only endure it silently.

"Sixth Brother, I give you three years. If you can't find out who this person is within three years, you will go to Fengzhou to train the army for your father!"

Exiled to Fengzhou!

Everyone was shocked, and Li Cunli was sweating profusely. That was the most remote frontier of Jin State, bar none.

Although the military and geographical location of Fengzhou area is certainly important, its position in the entire national defense system is not static, but is constantly changing with the changes in the situation in Mobei.

In other words, if the people of Mobei gathered there and had ideas about the State of Jin, he would have to fight.

If you are lucky and win the battle, you may be rewarded by Li Keyong and be able to return to Jinyang. If you lose, you will die.

But if the people of Mobei don't go, he would be exiled and there would be no possibility of him ever coming back.

All in all, it's a thankless job.

"Yes! Godfather..."

Li Cunli showed a bitter look on his face. Who could understand his pain? He was just sitting at home when disaster came from the sky. He was threatened by Li Keyong without any clear reason.

And do you think this person can check it just by saying so?

The Xuanming Sect was beaten up by others. Even if we find out, we can't do anything to them.

-

Time goes back to the present, as the tune sounds, four corpses supporting a sedan chair slowly walk towards us.

Seeing this, Anton used his inner strength to swing upwards, splitting the mist in two. Then he jumped onto a branch and shouted loudly:

"If Heaven had not given birth to Lord Anton, the sword path would have been dark forever!"

"A lonely star, looking up at the sky alone, with nothing to wait for and wandering endlessly, living a carefree life like this, one can be called a true immortal!"

"Who else in the world can be as desolate as me, except the bright moon and the cool breeze!"

"Sing, dance and be happy..."

One dirty talk and one poem after another came out of his mouth, and at the same time he felt more and more guilty.

The people in the sedan also had shining eyes when they heard what he said.

He jumped out directly, stood on the branch opposite Anton-kun, raised his skirt, bowed 90 degrees and said:

"Just now I saw that you have extraordinary conversation and free-flowing language, and your temperament is so fresh and refined, I think you must be an extraordinary person.

I'm sorry that I am not very good at seeing you, but I don't know who you are."

Seeing that he had appeared, Anton-kun stopped reading.

Moreover, he felt that in just this moment, he had said all the pretentious words in his life, and he bowed slowly and said:

"I am Lord An Dong, and I have seen the corpse of the ancestor of the Hou Qing."

Hou Qing's eyes flashed with surprise: "Oh? You know me?"

"Of course! Brother Hou is the only one in the world who has such unique taste and temperament.

The person I praised in the second sentence just now was Brother Hou. If Brother Hou likes it, then I will give it to you as a gift."

Seeing that Anton Jun was so familiar, Hou Qing was unknowingly led in by him.

"Then... I would like to thank Brother An here."

Only then did Anton look up and look at him.

He had a stern appearance, handsome features, sharp eyes, tall stature and slender figure.

He has a fair complexion, blood-red pupils, light blond hair, dark red eyebrows, and three red magatama-shaped blood drops at the peak of his right eyebrow.

He was wearing a white dress with red collar and words written on the hem. He had a red umbrella on his waist and a gong and a small hammer behind him.

Yes! It is indeed that man!

The mountains and rivers are stained with blood—Hou Qing, the ancestor of corpses!

He is also nicknamed "Brother Youpin" by netizens - Hou Miemie.

Having said that, I still have a good impression of this person, Anton.

He is humorous, mysterious, self-consistent, and always sober under his cynical appearance.

He is not obsessed with fame, wealth and power, nor is he bound by worldly conventions. He is free and unrestrained, wandering the world freely.

Thinking this was an opportunity, he hurriedly invited:

"It is fate that I meet Brother Hou today. I wonder if Brother Hou would do me the honor of allowing me to have a drink with you today!"

Hou Qing clasped his fists and said, "That's exactly what I meant!"