After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Seven days later.

Nan Baoyi rolled up the car curtain.

It was drizzling, surrounded by mountains, with white mist looming in the mountains, and the scenery was magnificent.

In the distance, the big and small Jianmen Mountains stand in the autumn rain.

At the interruption of Jianmen Mountain, there are steep cliffs on both sides, the peaks are like swords, and the two walls face each other like gates, so it is called "Jianmen".

The cry of the ape came from the depths of the mountains, and the echo continued for a long time, making it even more piercing and ferocious, as if it was a ghost talking alone.

The yellow crane hovers in the rainy sky. Although the sky is high and far away, the mountains are even more majestic. It makes people worry whether it can fly over the majestic Shu Road.

The road to Shu is difficult, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky.

Not a lie.

Nan Baoyi chanted softly: "'There are dust and wine stains on the clothes, and you will be ecstasy everywhere you travel. Is this body suitable for a poet? Xiaoyu rode a donkey into the sword gate.'"

"This poem is not suitable for Nanwu girls."

Gu Chongshan drank the strong wine, his red lips raised.

Nan Baoyi looked at him with bright eyes: "Lu Fangweng sighed in the poem, is he just a poet who rode a donkey into the sword gate in his life? I think he probably wants to fight on the iron horse and ice river battlefield more. And I also If my ambition is not in Jinguan City, I also want to go to a bigger world, where the blue sky goes straight up to the top of the cloud."

Gu Chongshan shook the drink in the cup.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled mockingly: "The canary in the cage has such small wings, how can it fly over famous mountains and rivers, and go straight to the sky?"

At the corner of the carriage, Xue Mei tugged at Xue Qishan's sleeve.

She whispered: "Brother, why can't I understand what they are talking about?"

"It's fine if you don't understand." The old god Xue Qishan was there, "If I could understand, I would have already found a job under my father's account. Why do I need to go to such a ghostly place with you?"

The carriage traveled for a while before slowly stopping.

The eunuch who was driving said respectfully: "Master, the cypress road ahead is steep, and the carriage cannot pass."

Gu Chongshan gave a faint "hmm".

He got out of the carriage and headed towards Baidao.

Nan Baoyi followed closely behind.

The so-called cypress road is simple and secluded, the ground is paved with bluestone slabs, and the sides are full of thick and towering pines and cypresses, which must have a history of hundreds of years.

The birds chirped so far away that it was hard to tell where they were singing.

Yuwei and Changxin followed Nan Baoyi with a small burden on their backs.

Wei Jiannan handed Nan Baoyi a cane, "You have to walk ten miles to reach Jueyuan Temple."

Jueyuan Temple is where they rested.

Nan Baoyi took the cane and thanked him happily.

After walking half a mile, Gu Chongshan looked back.

The little girl was bouncing around, she seemed to like the scenery here very much.

He pursed his red lips and continued to walk forward.

Although Nan Baoyi has been to Jiange County twice, but they were all at a very young age, and she has no impression of it. Now when she walks through such a simple and quiet Baidao, everything she sees is new, and she doesn't feel tired at all.

Behind her, Xue Mei was about to cry.

She was carrying a wide skirt that dragged the floor, and she would step on the hem of the skirt after walking a few steps, but she had only walked half a mile, and she had already fallen three or five times.

In the end, she really had no other choice, so she ordered Xue's servants to get a stretcher with a dark face and carry her across Baidao.

Xue Qishan didn't want to suffer, so he sat on the stretcher.

When passing by Nan Baoyi, Xue Mei mocked condescendingly: "Nan Baoyi, take your time, I have to go to Jueyuan Temple first. I heard that the temple is very small and there are not even two clean meditation rooms, so I just You’re welcome, the best meditation room belongs to me!”

After finishing speaking, he rushed to the front excitedly.

Nan Baoyi didn't care at all.

She likes this place.

Look at the ancient cypresses and listen to the birdsong, how comfortable it is.

After walking another two miles, a terracotta figurine appeared in front of him.

The terracotta figurines in the shape of a woman are life-sized and stand beside the cypress road. When I saw it suddenly, I thought it was someone standing there, and it looked a little scary.

"what is that?"

Nan Baoyi was curious.

Wei Jiannan replied: "Pottery figurines."

"Terracotta figurines? What are they doing here?"

Wei Jiannan shook his head, "The ones that didn't exist before may have been made by the locals."

Yu Weiwei: "The servant feels that it is very similar to the ornaments that adorn Bo Dao."

"It's a sacrifice to the mountain god."

Chang said in a spirited voice: "There are gods hidden in the mountains. In order to pray for good weather in the local area, we use pottery figurines to offer sacrifices to the mountain gods, implying to marry the mountain gods."

"is that so?"

Nan Baoyi curiously set up a pergola and looked into the distance, "But there are still many pottery figurines standing in front of it. Can the mountain god marry so many wives at once, can he bear it?"

The three were silent.

Sometimes, they feel that the mind of their own lady is different from that of others.

They walked through Baidao, and not long after, Xiao Yi and others came over.

Nan Baozhu and Ning Wanzhou dawdled behind, while Xiao Yi and Jiang Suihan walked in front.

Jiang Suihan waved his folding fan and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao is really, he didn't even say hello to me when he came to Jiange County, causing me to ride a horse halfway, and it took me a lot of effort to catch up."

"I remember, your master is in Jiange County."

"Yes, the old man lives in Jiange County. I'm thinking about coming with you to visit his old man's house."

Jiang Suihan spoke with emotion in his eyes.

Thinking of him as a doctor of medicine, beauty blogger, and delivery expert in the 21st century, once he traveled to this era, he still dressed as an orphan who was abandoned at birth, how could he be called 'miserable'.

On a snowy night that year, he was thrown outside a hut by his biological mother.

The owner of the hut is his master.

His master raised him until he was ten years old, and taught him the medical skills of the living dead and bones, and then sent him out to fend for himself.

Later, he met Brother Xiao's family.

Xiao Yi thought of his rough life experience, and said lightly: "He has been kind to you in nurturing you, you should really visit him."

While talking, Jiang Suihan suddenly noticed the pottery figurines in front of him.

He was curious: "Brother Xiao, what do you see?"

"pottery figurine."

"It's so weird to appear here."

As the two approached, the terracotta figurine was shaped so lifelike that it seemed as though subtle expressions could be seen between its brows and eyes. In addition, it was the size of a living person, appearing on this deep and uninhabited cypress road, which actually gave people an inexplicable sense of terror.

Jiang Suihan shook his folding fan, and suddenly said: "There are more ahead."

All the way out of Baidao, there are more than a dozen pottery figurines.

Jiang Suihan moved closer to observe carefully, but was stopped by Xiao Yi.

He said coldly: "The corpse stinks."

Jiang Suihan backed away quickly, in disbelief: "The smell of corpses? You can smell this?!"

After finishing speaking, he patted his head again, "I forgot, your ancestors were born in perfumery, and everyone in your family has a very sensitive sense of smell..."

Xiao Yi's expression was not very good-looking.

The town at the foot of the mountain looks peaceful and peaceful from a distance.

just this place...

I'm afraid the water is very deep.

I can't blame Gu Chongshan for coming here.

He walked towards the foot of the mountain.

Jiang Suihan turned his head: "You two keep up!"

But they saw Nan Baozhu and Ning Wanzhou each holding a pottery figurine, playing happily.

Nan Baozhu even kissed the pottery figurine.

"Uh……"

Jiang Suihan decided not to tell them the truth about the pottery figurines.