Chapter 597

"Lord, the snow is too heavy. I'm afraid I can't take a shortcut. In order to be safe, it's safer to take the official road."

Weici looked at the snow. The snow was as big as a feather. It floated close to his face, and soon turned into ice water.

Jiang Pengji could only nod helplessly. The wind and snow was too heavy and the snow was too deep, which not only increased the difficulty of driving, but also delayed the speed.

The snow has covered half of the lower leg. No matter horses or carriages, they can't move forward until they have carefully investigated the road, so as not to fall into any pit. Now there is no village in front of them and no shop behind them. It would be terrible if they encounter such a bad accident.

Jiang Pengji looked at the vast sky outside and could only nod her head.

I've been on my way outside these days. The audience in the live studio also feel bored. They chat and joke or hang up to pass the time.

Jiang Pengji was also bored. Feng Zhen was afraid of the cold and retracted into the carriage. Wei CI thought of it and was driven back by her.

Fortunately, there was a live studio with her. 150000 melons and salted fish could chat and joke with her.

[dare not eat dinner]: Although ancient technology is very backward, the environment is very clean. Put it here, I don't know whether it's white snow or "Black Snow" floating down from the sky. I had a snowball fight with my friends when I was a child. Now I don't have to think about it.

[feel sleepy after eating]: I envy having snowball fights upstairs. My hometown is in the south, a water town in the south. I haven't seen what snow looks like since I was a child. Watching cartoons or romantic dramas, the protagonists play snowball fights and make snowmen in the snow. They are super envious.

【 snacks are better 】: I envy you. Cartoons are deceptive. Why don't you light up the filter of romantic dramas? Watching the male and female protagonists laughing and romantic in the snow, that is, in the romantic drama, despite the reality, the cleaner's aunt had shoveled the snow away.

[cultivating immortals every day]: it's not easy for Aunt cleaner. They swept away the snow, making snowmen and snowball fights can only be done in their minds. If you don't sweep, do you know how dirty the ground will be when the snow melts? It was trampled black and dirty.

[rising day by day]: but there is no aunt cleaner here. Don't you have a snowball fight and make a snowman?

For this proposal, Jiang Pengji gave two words of truth.

[anchor v]: ugly rejection!

Jiang Pengji is so upright that the audience in the live studio is distressed again.

There was a vast expanse of snow, and there was only the creak of wheels and horseshoes running over the snow and the whine of the wind.

From time to time, Jiang Pengji raised her hand and flicked the snow piled on her cloak to prevent the snow from melting and wetting her cloak.

"My Lord - my Lord - the future generations are still angry when they fall on the official road -"

Jiang Pengji is not in a hurry. If she finds someone falling in the snow and alive, she will try to save them.

The soldiers in front explore the way, first for the smooth passage of carriages and horses, and second for possible living openings.

Jiang Pengji frowned and said, "save the people and put them on the carriage behind."

The soldier was embarrassed. He said, "Lord, that man seems to be a believer of Honglian sect..."

Red lotus sect?

Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows.

The Qingyi army made trouble in Fengyi county and Shangyang County, but the power of Honglian religion was in Chengde County and other places.

So far, she has only fought with the Qingyi army, but the Honglian sect has little contact.

"OK?" She asked.

The soldier replied, "there is a flame pattern on the front of the man's arm. This is one of the symbols of the red lotus sect."

Flame pattern?

She thought about the materials related to Honglian sect.

In the Honglian sect, the most common followers are the people in the occupied areas. They pray like the gods worshipped by Honglian sect every day. In addition to the heavy exploitation, they can barely survive. Compared with the violence of the Tsing Yi army, Honglian religion belongs to soft violence and brainwashing.

A little more advanced is a small congregation, who will prove their identity with a sign engraved with a flame logo.

At a higher level, the apostle in charge of these small congregations stabbed a flame shaped tattoo on his arm.

Although the apostles of the congregation are not small leaders, they will also manage a hundred people and the congregation.

"Lord, is this saved?"

Jiang Pengji said, "I've saved him. Tell the man clearly. Don't you think it's very suspicious that an apostle of the red lotus sect fainted in the ice and snow? Come back and report after you find out. Remember not to let anyone escape and send someone to keep an eye on him."

The soldiers should hold their fists.

After inspection, the man with the red lotus logo on his arm was hungry and dizzy before he was unable to fall in the snow.

If they hadn't happened to pass by, maybe in an hour or two, the man would be buried by the heavy snow and freeze to death quietly.

Weici asked when he heard something outside.

Jiang Pengji turned her head and said, "it's all right. I found a guy from the red lotus sect. He fainted hungry in the heavy snow and was saved by us."

He didn't think much, as long as it wasn't for her assassin.

Since Jiang Pengji "sold miserably" last night, Wei CI carefully integrated and analyzed the information she knew, and the more surprised she was.

He thought Jiang Pengji had a good start and all the changes were good for her. Now, after listening to her "truth", he felt that things were not so simple. These changes are not all good. Maybe they are related to the demons mentioned by master Chen.

Where did the present history begin to be different from the past he knew?

He thought it was Liu she, but looking back, he overturned his guess.

Hatefully, he left Dongqing too early in his previous life and only had a general understanding of the situation here.

Hearing that the soldier saved another man, Wei CI didn't pay more attention.

When the night was getting dark, Jiang Pengji and her party had to find a shelter for the night.

The rescued man also woke up. The soldier cooked him thin and soft porridge as ordered. He was hungry on an empty stomach for a long time. He should not eat too greasy or too full. It is just right to warm his stomach with warm porridge.

The soldiers secretly set the man's words. I didn't know that the man was very alert and didn't reveal his style for half a day.

Helpless, the soldiers had to go back and report to Jiang Pengji.

"My Lord, I'm afraid it's not ordinary people."

"Oh? Why do you say that?"

Jiang Pengji put the cold steamed bread on the fire and baked it until the outside was glued. Then she carefully put it to her mouth and took a bite.

The soldier said, "I've tried again and again. He's very alert. After drinking two bowls of porridge in a row, he's obviously very hungry, but he looks very polite, talks and behaves... He doesn't look like an ordinary family, but like a literate who has read a book."

Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows and became more interested.

"Call the man and I'll cross examine him myself."

In fact, there's no need to use special words. There are too few people who can keep a secret in front of Jiang Pengji.

It was a man in his late thirties who was rescued. His long hair was tied to his head with hemp rope. I don't know how many days he hadn't been cleaned. Rao was in winter. He still had an unspeakable smell, and his hair was stuck together in bunches, floating with dust.

Nails have not been trimmed for at least a month, with black dirt accumulated and a thick layer of body dirt adhered to the skin.

His image is similar to that of a tramp, but Jiang Pengji was vigilant at the first sight of him.

This man has a story.