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Chapter 151 Portrait

"What do you mean by 'probably'? Really..." Meng Liyun curled her lips slightly and muttered softly.

The owl turned his head away, pretending not to hear.

Meng Liyun glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. Seeing his expression, she didn't say much. She snorted and picked up the whip.

"By the way, what is the identity of that Li Heng?"

Xiao didn't give a clear direction, so Meng Liyun just followed her own feeling, walking slowly and aimlessly in the valley.

Meng Liyun looked at the scenery around her and suddenly asked this.

At first, she thought that Li Heng was just an organized tomb robber, but after hearing what Ranran said before, it seemed that there was more to it than that.

"They seem to be the adopted sons of the Xia Dynasty royal family, who are specifically responsible for searching for treasures in the royal tombs of previous dynasties for the royal family." Xiao, who had been leaning against the door frame with his eyes closed, replied softly.

Meng Liyun, who thought he had fallen asleep, was stunned for a moment and turned to look at him: "How did you know?"

"I guessed." Xiao opened his eyes, his pupils moved slightly, and looked at her, "I heard some rumors before..."

Meng Liyun looked at him, waiting for him to say the next words, but after waiting for a long while, she didn't hear anything further.

Facing her puzzled look, Xiao shook his head, obviously not prepared to say it out loud.

Meng Liyun saw this and didn't force it. She turned her head and looked forward, symbolically waved the whip, tilted her head and thought for a while: "So, their identities are indeed quite different. No wonder Ran Ran always looks so arrogant."

Meng Liyun recalled the way Ran Ran looked at her and Xiao every time, and couldn't help but touch her neck and twitched the corner of her mouth: "But I don't see any royal nobility in her... Aren't those nobles said to be very cultured and sophisticated?"

"This kind of thing varies from person to person." Xiao was not surprised. "Besides, to them, I am just a gangster at best. There is really nothing worth caring about."

"But doesn't Li Heng care about you very much?" Meng Liyun thought of Li Heng's attitude towards Xiao and asked, "I see he is very respectful to you."

"No." Xiao said calmly, "If this is really the case, he will take care of the people around him."

"Ran Ran?"

"Yeah." Xiao looked away, looking indifferently at the stream flowing diagonally in front of him, "It's impossible that he didn't notice it, he just didn't care."

Meng Liyun raised her eyebrows in surprise. Seeing Xiao's indifference to those people these days, she thought he would not pay attention to these details.

As if sensing her surprised look, Xiao glanced at her: "From the beginning I felt that he wanted to use me, but I just thought it was an exchange. Even if I don't have the exact location, at least there should be some information..."

Xiao said in a calm voice, and finally sighed: "Forget it, it's not that disappointing."

Meng Liyun heard this and looked at him.

lie.

Meng Liyun thought.

Obviously very disappointed...

Meng Liyun looked at the stream ahead and suddenly noticed something, so she stopped the carriage.

"Why does this thing... look so familiar?"

Meng Liyun blinked and looked across the stream. Not far away, she saw a white horse with its head lowered and lips pursed, leaning close to the water.

The horse had no baggage or shackles, like a wild horse, but its body was very clean. Its long, thin, snow-white hair was like rolling waves, and its fiery red mane was like a burning flame, burning freely on the snow waves.

The graceful figure is revealed when the head is bowed and the eyebrows are raised, the flowing and graceful curves meander down along the neck and chest, and the hooves as big as bowls are gently raised. You can see that beside the stream full of muddy weeds, there is not a single bit of mud in it.

The horse seemed to sense something and raised its head slightly, meeting Meng Liyun's eyes.

The golden eyes instantly attracted all of Meng Liyun's attention. The sunlight sprinkled on her body, as if she was covered with a layer of golden gauze, and her snow-white hair shone brightly under the golden light, which was very dazzling.

Meng Liyun took just one look and was unconsciously attracted to it, and her breathing became much lighter.

The strange thing is that the moment his horse saw the horse opposite, it became quiet, looked quietly at the opposite side, and lowered its head slightly, as if worshiping something.

"What—Jiliang?"

When Xiao saw the carriage stopped and Meng Liyun looking straight at the opposite side, he was about to ask what was wrong, but when he looked in the direction of her gaze, he was stunned for a moment and then cried out.

Meng Liyun shuddered, and came back to her senses after being called by Xiao, and looked at him.

"What is Jiliang... Jiliang?!"

Meng Liyun was startled and turned to look at the horse opposite in disbelief: "The divine beast of the Quanrong Kingdom?"

The horse on the opposite side seemed to understand what she said and nodded slightly at her. Without panicking, it raised its hooves and slowly went into the water, then walked towards them leisurely, step by step.

Seeing this, Meng Liyun immediately became alert and instinctively reached for the scimitar at her waist.

Just as he was about to grip the hilt of the knife, Xiao held his hand down.

"do not do that."

Xiao said softly, his eyes still fixed on Ji Liang who was walking towards them. At this time, Ji Liang was already in front of them. Meng Liyun realized that this horse was nearly twice as big as an ordinary horse.

"Didn't that old man tell us..." Meng Liyun tilted her head slightly, leaned close to Xiao's neck, and whispered.

Xiao did not answer and continued to stare at Jiliang.

Ji Liang nodded slightly and moved closer to them.

Meng Liyun looked at the head so close to her, hesitated, reached out her hand tentatively, and touched the top of its head.

The mane on top of the horse is unexpectedly soft. It is not hard like that of an ordinary horse. Instead, it is as soft as cotton thread.

Jiliang felt it, but did not react excessively. He gently raised his eyelids and glanced at her.

Meng Liyun didn't feel any malice from the look she gave him. His golden eyes were as gentle as water, as clear and bright as a spring, and his gaze was like that of a respected elder, as if he would tolerate everything she did.

Meng Liyun paused, then used a little more force, her fingertips sinking deeper into it, and everything she touched was soft.

A large hand suddenly reached out and gently touched Jiliang's ears, attracting his attention.

"Gudu Lu Ke..." Xiao retracted his hand and suddenly said something strange, staring at Ji Liang.

Jiliang looked at him, raised his head slightly, opened his mouth, and answered him in the same language: "Yuwu, Mumu Mani Mani Hiss..."

Meng Liyun:?

Meng Liyun was stunned. She looked at this and that, thinking that they were speaking some dialect, so she didn't say anything and just watched them communicate quietly.

But Xiao only said a few words to the horse, then nodded at her and looked at her: "Do you have anything to say to Him?"

Meng Liyun was stunned. She never expected that he would ask her this.

"I...I?" Meng Liyun pointed at herself, turned her head helplessly, and met Ji Liang's eyes. After a pause, she quickly shook her head, "I don't have much to say...what can I say, haha..."

Meng Liyun said this, touching her head with a dry laugh.

Jiliang looked at her and tilted his head.

Xiao glanced at her, and then said something to Ji Liang, as if conveying her meaning to him. Ji Liang shook his ears, glanced at her, and bowed slightly to Xiao, indicating that he understood, and then turned and left.

Watching the snow-white figure mixed with fiery red gradually disappear from sight until it was no longer visible, Meng Liyun breathed a sigh of relief, her heart finally settled down, and she looked at Xiao fiercely.

"What did you mean by that question you asked me just now?"

"What do you mean?" Xiao looked at her in confusion, glanced at the horse, and seeing that it had drunk enough water, he gently pulled the reins and let the horse go into the water.

Meng Liyun held onto the frame of the bicycle tightly, fearing that she would fall off: "You asked me if I had anything to say..."

"Oh." Xiao shook the whip and let the horse run forward. When the bumps eased a little, he slowly said, "When you saw him before, didn't you want to ask me something about him? I thought you could ask him directly..."

Meng Liyun: ...

"...I want to ask you, didn't that immortal say that Jiliang was dead and his body was thrown into the valley? How...or is this his descendant?"

"No." Xiao saw that she seemed to be a little uncomfortable with the bumpy ride, so he slowed down, "It's his real body. I just asked him where he was going, and he said he was going back to Quanrong and taking a look at the scenery along the way."

Meng Liyun nodded thoughtfully: "Then he is not dead?"

"No." Xiao said calmly, and gave her a strange look, "Didn't I tell you before? Unless his heart fails, a spirit beast like him won't die from external forces."

Xiao may have seen that she was really curious, so he said more: "He is the sacred beast of the Quanrong Kingdom. Not to mention his innate spiritual power, the people of the Quanrong Kingdom will pray for him. He is blessed by the faith of all living beings. He is just pretending to be dead. I just asked him, and he ran away as soon as those people threw him down."

Listening to his words, Meng Liyun blinked, but was a little confused: "In that case, didn't you know from the beginning that he was not dead? Why did you kill those two people?"

"I didn't want to kill them." Xiao glanced at her, and was unexpectedly honest. "I was just a little angry at the time, and more importantly, I felt murderous intent from him. I wanted to confirm it, but they had already decided to kill him, so there was nothing I could do."

"Oh..." Meng Liyun nodded and shook her legs gently. Thinking of Ji Liang's eyes, she felt happy for some reason. "He is quite handsome."

"Ah."

Owl responded and stopped talking, driving the carriage quietly.

The wheels of the carriage rolled over the short grass and shrubs, making a "creaking" sound. In the valley, from time to time, you can hear the calls of birds and animals from the nearby mountains. Not far away, the winding stream makes a "gurgling" sound. The long forest is lush and thick, with deep roots and lush leaves.

Neither of them spoke any more, but the atmosphere was very harmonious. Meng Liyun half leaned against the door frame, staring at the dense tree canopy above, in a daze.

At a certain moment, she seemed to see a green snake from between the leaves.

They didn't find any town until after the sun went down, so they had to spend the night in the mountains.

It was Xiao who first suggested not to let them leave. Meng Liyun had no objection and cooperated with him to find firewood to make a fire and cook.

Meng Liyun stared at the fish roasting on the fire - it was caught by Xiao - and tried to recall Xiao's cooking skills. However, she didn't know if it was because she was too gloomy at that time, she couldn't remember the taste of the fish at all. Even in her memory, the colors of that period were all black and white.

“You can’t eat it yet.”

Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted. Meng Liyun shuddered and looked at Xiao hesitantly, only to find that he was looking at her, his dark pupils as always, without any emotion visible.

"Ah?" Meng Liyun was stunned and looked at him. Then she realized belatedly that he saw her staring at the fish and thought she wanted to eat it. She couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm not a child anymore..."

Meng Liyun smiled and said softly.

"Isn't he just a teenager?" Xiao was stunned.

"Ah?" Meng Liyun was also stunned for a moment before she realized that he thought I was still young. She couldn't help but pout, "I'm not young anymore, I can get married..."

"Really?" Xiao said calmly, "Then is there someone you like?"

"No." Meng Liyun hugged her knees, rested her chin on her arms, and blinked, "How about you? How old are you?"

"..." When Xiao heard his question, he seemed stunned, lowered his head slightly, and fell silent.

Meng Liyun thought he didn't want to answer, so she didn't ask any more questions. She stared at the campfire for a moment and heard the person opposite her answer faintly.

"Almost thirty, right?" Xiao's head was slightly tilted, his black hair fell on one side of his shoulder like a waterfall, his slightly long bangs vaguely covered his eyebrows, and his vague eyes flashed a frightening light under the light of the fire.

For some reason, Meng Liyun's heart suddenly skipped a beat and her fingers paused.

"Three... thirty?" After a long time, Xiao, who had not heard an answer, looked up at her in confusion, and she came to her senses.

Meng Liyun was stunned again.

Almost thirty?

"Then... are you married?" Meng Liyun asked, and after asking, she felt that her question was a bit ridiculous.

He is almost thirty years old, how come he hasn't got married? He is not bad looking and has a good temper...

"No." Xiao replied.

Meng Liyun nodded: "So what is she like...wait? Nothing?!"

Meng Liyun raised her head suddenly and looked at him with sparkling eyes: "You don't have a wife?"

"No." Xiao was puzzled. "What's wrong?"

"No, no..." Meng Liyun covered her mouth as if to hide something, her eyes shifted slightly, "I'm just a little surprised. Aren't you already in your twenties? You're in your prime, how could it be...?"

"I don't have such intention." Xiao shook his head, "No one has ever told me that they want to marry me."

Meng Liyun nodded repeatedly, seeming to be listening very carefully, but her eyes drifted away, and it was obvious that her mind was elsewhere.

"What's wrong?" Xiao noticed her slightly strange look and asked.

"Ah, nothing." Meng Liyun suddenly remembered that he had said before that he had been looking for that person named Mo Ze...

"Is the reason you haven't thought about getting married because of that guy named Mo Ze?" Meng Liyun asked, thinking about it.

Xiao was obviously stunned, obviously he didn't expect her to ask this question: "Of course not."

Eh?

Meng Liyun was a little surprised: "I thought you liked that girl."

Xiao paused, and looked at her inexplicably: "He is not a woman."

"Oh oh oh..." Meng Liyun nodded repeatedly, feeling relieved for some reason.

You’re a man…that’s good.

Meng Liyun didn't know why, but she suddenly felt fortunate.

"Then do you have his paintings? Maybe it will be easier to find them this way." Meng Liyun became interested and leaned over to ask him.

Xiao thought about it carefully and said, "Yes."

"But the painting didn't capture his spirit, and it only resembled him a little bit."

"It's enough if you can draw the characteristics." Meng Liyun said, watching him pull out a rolled-up portrait several inches wide from the small pouch on his waist.

“But I think he is quite different from the real him.”

Meng Liyun took the portrait, listened to what Xiao said, and opened the painting.

The moment I saw it clearly, I was stunned.

The moonlight sprinkled on the drawing paper, and against the firelight, it seemed as if a mysterious white veil was covering the man in the painting.

Meng Liyun's breathing became much lighter.

too……

Isn’t it beautiful? ! !