A look of surprise flashed across Miss Xiangfu's face, not because of her own identity. She was surprised that this scene seemed too coincidental.

It was as if this woman named Meng Jiang was here deliberately waiting for her to appear.

Li Xiuyuan shook his head, looked at the two of them and said calmly: "We are destined to meet each other, so let's go together. We happen to be traveling alone, so it's good to talk to more than one person."

Miss Xiangfu thought about it but had no objection. A woman who was about to go to the Great Wall could be looking for her husband just like herself.

Women naturally feel sympathy for each other. Thinking of this, she softly replied: "Sister, please come with us. I also want to go to the Great Wall."

Meng Jiang took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the tears on his face, and said softly: "Thank you two nobles."

Li Xiuyuan smiled and said, "Let's eat first. If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it after you're full."

After finishing the meal, the heavy rain in the sky still showed no sign of stopping. Miss Xiangfu couldn't help but frowned and said, "This weather is weird."

Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and said with a smile: "If you don't stay here, let's rest here for half a day. Let the driver and the horse rest too, so there is no need to rush on the road."

It wasn't until the group of people arrived at the door of the inn that Li Xiuyuan took out a money bag and handed it to a maid of Miss Xiangfu.

He said calmly: "Please take this girl to the place where you have been..."

In front of him, Meng Jiang's clothes were stained with wind and frost. Li Xiuyuan finally couldn't bear it and made an idea for her without authorization: "Let's go and rest first. After you two have finished shopping, we will go back to the inn to wash up."

Miss Xiangfu thought for a while and said, "Okay, if you have any questions, we can talk about it tonight."

After saying that, he took one of the maids and walked towards the inn. The coachman had already driven the carriage into the inn through the back door, leaving only Li Xiuyuan and three people in front of the door.

The expression on Meng Jiang's face changed again and again, and finally he said to Li Xiuyuan: "Well, Meng Jiang, thank you, brother. I haven't asked him his last name yet."

"My name is Li Xiuyuan, you go ahead."

Li Xiuyuan said to the coachman waiting at the door: "Excuse me, I'll treat you to a drink tonight."

"Don't worry, shopkeeper, we'll come as soon as we go." As soon as the coachman heard that there was wine, he no longer thought about whether it was still raining.

Seeing the two women getting on the carriage, Li Xiuyuan said to the maid: "Don't worry about money, buy more, you can also buy a few things. I guess there won't be anywhere to go shopping."

The borderland is bitter, where is the place to enjoy it?

It was inconvenient for Li Xiuyuan to remind the lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, but it did not prevent him from reminding the lady's maid.

Upon hearing this, the maid nodded thoughtfully and said with a playful smile: "Thank you very much, shopkeeper. I will buy some more clothes for the young lady and sister."

Shaking his head, Li Xiuyuan walked towards the inn.

Growing up, the clothes that I wore upward were made by my mother, prepared by Feng Ruyu from Tianyu City, and by Po Meng on the Wangchuan Bridge... and by Mu Mu and Nangong Ruyu...

Think about it, I might not be short of clothes for many years.

After entering the inn, Li Xiuyuan fetched a few buckets of water and thoroughly washed himself away from the dust.

I changed into a clean gown and lay on the bed, looking out the window at the long blue sky, but my heart flew to the Wangchuan Bridge in that month.

It is the season when the apricot blossoms are blooming above the Forgotten River.

Li Xiuyuan, who was wandering in the world, pushed open the bamboo fence of the small courtyard, smelled the fragrance of flowers in the garden, and walked slowly inside.

The furnishings in the living room are still the same, and the stove on the table is not lit. It is obvious that the owner has not returned from going to the mountain to collect herbs.

Li Xiuyuan reached out and lit the stove on the table, then went to the back of the house to fetch spring water and put it on top of the stove.

Looking at the apricot blossoms in the yard, I wonder if Qingluan and Po Meng have learned how to make apricot blossom cakes?

It seems that next time I return to Xinghua Valley, I must stay with my mother for a spring and carefully learn the secret of Xinghua Cake.

Otherwise, as long as you smell the faint floral fragrance, you can't help but be greedy.

Looking at the empty Zisha, I took a box of spiritual tea from Tianshan Mountain and dropped it in, thinking that I didn’t know what to do.

When the first aroma of tea comes, will the host come back smelling the aroma?

When everything was silent, the bamboo fence of the small courtyard was gently pushed open, and then an exclamation sounded in the courtyard.

Before Li Xiuyuan could speak, a gust of fragrant wind blew into the living room.

But Mrs. Meng, who was pretty in a white dress and could never tell her age, sat in front of Li Xiuyuan.

Looking at the middle-aged man, I couldn't help but be surprised. I couldn't help but reach out and touch Li Xiuyuan's weather-beaten face.

He murmured and asked, "I haven't seen you for so many years. How come my brother has become like this?"

Li Xiuyuan smiled and shook his head and said: "When I was crossing the five realms of the five realms of heaven and human beings, I was interrupted by a starlight and took me to the Great Qin Empire..."

"In this case, wouldn't it mean that you have not survived that terrible disaster?"

Even Po Meng couldn't help but cover her chest, and said faintly: "Tell me, what does it look like when you overcome the tribulation, and I can help you refer to it."

In Po Meng's heart, she, her unique brother in heaven and earth, has always looked like a young man. How could he turn into a middle-aged uncle?

Li Xiuyuan poured him spiritual tea and said with a smile: "Try the spiritual tea I grew in Tianshan Mountain in the Five Regions. It's just right."

After thinking for a while, he added: "Before I went through the tribulation, my hair was already gray and my teeth were about to fall out. I looked pretty good now."

Only then did Meng Po suddenly realize it. She patted her chest and said, "This is so scary. You haven't become a saint yet. How can you suffer the calamity of the five declines of heaven and man?"

Li Xiuyuan was silent for a moment and said quietly: "My master told me that this is the five small declines of heaven and man. This time it was suddenly interrupted. I don't know if I will continue next time or go through the complete five declines."

Even the old Taoist priest couldn't explain this clearly, because he had never encountered a situation like Li Xiuyuan's.

In the long river of time, there have always been only two kinds of people.

One is that one cannot survive the five catastrophes of devastation and death, or the other is that one can survive the five catastrophes of decline and finally become a saint in the world like the female saint of Meishan.

And Li Xiuyuan's catastrophe of mortal transformation was barely over halfway, what does this mean?

Neither the old Taoist priest nor Li Xiuyuan knew what kind of disaster they would face in the next step, let alone Po Meng in front of them.

Po Meng, who was holding the spirit tea, was stunned for a moment and was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

After blowing a breath and taking a sip of the spiritual tea, Po Meng sighed and said, "I didn't expect that the tea that my brother planted unintentionally surpassed all the spiritual tea that I have drunk before. This is a miracle."

Li Xiuyuan thought to himself that when he was growing these spiritual teas, did he release the sacred water from the depths of the Thousand Miles of Styx River?

It would be no exaggeration to say that this place is unique in the world.

Not to mention Po Meng in front of me, Old Monk Lu's own master, the old Taoist priest, didn't know the secret, not even Xiao Hei.

This is his only secret, a secret that cannot be told.

Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but smile: "Sister, where is my sister Yueying? And where did that guy Qingluan go? Why can't I see her two shadows?"

Po Meng put down the tea cup in her hand, sighed and said, "Qingluan went to the village to buy vegetables. Your sister has been away for two years. She has probably started a new life, right?"

"It doesn't matter if Yueying is gone, she has suffered so much and finally has a new beginning."

Sighing, Li Xiuyuan looked at her and said, "I wonder if my sister has entered reincarnation, awakened the memory of her past life, or gone to a certain moment in the future?"

Although Li Xiuyuan decided not to disturb King Qin Guang's peace for his friends, he still couldn't help but ask.

"Even you know that I only cook soup and don't care about reincarnation." Meng Po gradually digested the shock about Li Xiuyuan's tribulation, and how could she think about Yueying's affairs. In her opinion, if Yueying wanted to reincarnate,

Of course, we can't cross the Wangchuan Bridge.

Not to mention living here with him for many years.

Thinking of this, I watched Li Xiuyuan return

He said, "Why don't you ask the guy named Jiang? Anyway, you know the way." Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said, "If we meet by chance, I won't bother with this matter."

Po Meng smiled and said with relief: "But I think even if I know the whereabouts of Sister Yueying, I guess you won't be able to go now. Tell me, why do you want to come to see me this time."

Li Xiuyuan smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "This time it's not for myself. I want to know if a woman's husband has crossed the Forgotten Bridge?"

"Who? When did you start caring about other people's husbands? Could it be that you fell in love with a married woman? Oh my god..."

Po Meng couldn't help but reached out to touch his head and exclaimed: "Is your brain broken?"

Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly and told Meng Jiang about going to the Great Wall to find her husband. Then he looked at Granny Meng and asked seriously: "Have you met Fan Xiliang?"

Po Meng pouted, wishing she could slap him in the face.

"He's not my brother, how can I remember?"

Po Meng frowned and looked at the piece of spiritual tea in the cup, and said softly: "It's not like you haven't been on the Wangchuan Bridge before, and it's not like you don't know that I have a bad memory."

"Yeah" Li Xiuyuan calmly accepted this fact.

After standing on the Wangchuan Bridge for a hundred years, if you asked him how many sentient beings he saw crossing the bridge, he would have forgotten all of them except Qingluan.

He has been cooking the soup for a hundred years, and he has also been drinking the soup for a hundred years. He wants to forget it, but he can't remember even a single bit of it in the long river of time.

It seems that only King Qin Guang can help him.

However, when he thought of Meng Jiang's final outcome, he finally gave up the idea.

Is it possible that he went into the Nine Netherworld to find Fan Xiliang and told him that Meng Jiang was going to the Great Wall to find him?

The past is past. Even if he goes to the Great Wall, he can only change the fate of Meng Jiang's Miss Xiangfu. He is afraid that he will be powerless towards the dead Fan Xiliang.

Because the side of Heaven in Da Qin would not allow him to make such a change.

Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan could only smile bitterly and said: "Forget it, I also miss my sister a little, so I just came to see you and Qingluan."

Only then did Po Meng nodded and said seriously: "Remember, you have already meditated in the five realms. There are few people in the world who are worthy of your efforts and wasted years of practice."

Li Xiuyuan laughed when he heard this, and asked quietly: "If something happens to eldest sister, should I get angry on your behalf and go to trouble King Qin Guang?"

"Bah! Are you coming back to curse me?" Po Meng took a sip of the spiritual tea and laughed.

"I'm just stating the fact that we will always encounter things that are beyond our capabilities."

Li Xiuyuan's words were very calm and did not mean to explain, as if he was explaining something that will happen at a certain moment in the future.

"Forget it, let's talk about other things." Po Meng asked: "How many days do you plan to stay here this time? I will go out for a walk, or..."

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said quietly: "Maybe I will leave the next moment, maybe I can stay for a few days, I can only rest for a while in that place, and then I will leave..."

The lady from the Prime Minister's Mansion and Meng Jiang were both waiting for him. How could Li Xiuyuan stay here too long?

Po Meng sighed after hearing this, and said quietly: "So, you will leave early tomorrow morning... Remember, next time you come back, you will have to guard the bridge for me for fifty years."
Chapter completed!