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Chapter 249 A Dream? No, it infuriates Young Master Ning
"Wow!"

As the golden eagle spread its wings and pierced the night sky, the little hedgehog's clear recitation of poetry still echoed in the darkness.

It was filled with excitement, and its emotions were surging.

The child's clear, crisp voice, yet with its varied intonation, resonated with the imagery in the poem, seemingly carrying with it a thousand years of sorrow, yet also possessing a carefree spirit that transcends the mundane world.

"The people of today do not see the moon of ancient times, but the moon of today once shone on the people of ancient times."

People of the past and people of today are like flowing water, all gazing at the same bright moon.

"I only wish that when we sing and drink, the moonlight will forever shine in our golden goblets..."

It passionately praised: "Brother Chen, thank you for this cup of intoxicating wine, thank you for this poem asking the moon, let us drink and sing together, let us raise a big cup!"

In the moonlight, the young man's voice chuckled: "Ah Yuan, let's drink together, the moonlight will not be lonely."

The aroma of wine wafted faintly on the breeze.

Ning Siyu sat on the back of the golden eagle, somewhat stunned by what he heard.

He murmured, "The people of today do not see the moon of ancient times, but the moon of today once shone on the people of ancient times... This is the poem that has turned into smoke?"
No, this is more than just poetry turning into smoke. Why does it sound to me like this poem surpasses most other poems about smoke in the world?
Who is it? Who on earth wrote such a masterpiece in the wilderness of this remote little town?
"Quick, eagle, fly east!"

The golden eagle turned around in response, spread its wings, and immediately flew in the direction of the sound.

The closer you are, the lighter and more ethereal the aroma of the wine becomes, floating in the air and melting into the moonlight.

Although Ning Siyu rarely drinks, he is quite knowledgeable. He twitched his nose slightly and couldn't help but praise, "Good wine, full of spirit. Although it is not a masterpiece, the aroma of this wine is quite remarkable."

To be able to freely drink such fine wine in the wild, the person must be of extraordinary wealth.

Could it be that some Confucian or Taoist master is here?

But none of the great Confucian scholars still alive today have the surname Chen.

Who is it?

No, that's not right, there's an eerie aura!

Ning Siyu was startled and quickly slowed down the golden eagle's flight speed. He was conflicted: "There is a demonic aura. The person drinking with that person is actually a little demon."

This person is close to demons; should I...should I befriend him?

Ning Siyu was filled with conflicting emotions. He rode a golden eagle through the air, facing the bright moonlight, yet his mind was filled with all sorts of thoughts, like fleeting moments of light.

In an instant, a myriad of thoughts and considerations arose.

Unbeknownst to him, Chen Xu had already spotted him from a distance.

After all, it was such a large golden eagle. Chen Xu wasn't blind, and he was very perceptive. How could he not notice anything unusual?

At the same time, Chen Xu also noticed the golden eagle's lingering and hesitant behavior.

When Ning Siyu praised the aroma of the wine, a "+150 likes" message popped up.

Chen Xuli immediately raised his eyebrows slightly.

Wei Yuan drank a cup of Drunken Spirit Wine and began to feel dizzy again.

It also saw a golden eagle.

As a hedgehog, it was naturally afraid of such birds of prey, and it approached Chen Xu with a drunken air, saying, "Brother Chen, there's a huge eagle in the sky, its cries are making me so nervous."

The mouse had already fallen asleep in the spirit pouch, so Chen Xu reached out and beckoned Wei Yuan to come into his arms.

He stood up from the treetop, carrying a hint of breeze and the smell of alcohol, and said, "This eagle is circling and hovering; there might be something strange about it. Since A-Yuan doesn't like it, let's leave."

Since we're sleeping outdoors anyway, it doesn't matter where we sleep.

Chen Xu was never afraid of trouble, but he was also too lazy to cause trouble. He didn't have to see people he didn't want to see. He picked up the little hedgehog and stepped into the gentle breeze.

As the saying goes, Liezi rode the wind, which was truly remarkable.

Flying with the wind, how exhilarating!

Chen Xu laughed loudly and suddenly stepped into the Netherworld. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in Langxi City, thirty miles away.

Fine, let's go into the city, find an inn, and get a good night's sleep.

Chen Xu walked too fast, so much so that Ning Siyu, who was hovering in the air with the golden eagle, did not notice at all that the poet he was looking for had already gone far away in that instant.

When he finally figured it out, he thought, "Fine, even if I associate with demons, it doesn't necessarily mean I'm a benevolent demon."

Besides, even among the benevolent demons, there's nothing we can't befriend.

"If they are highly accomplished elders, they will always have some unusual quirks, which is not surprising."

Ning Siyu understood what was going on and immediately ordered the golden eagle to fly towards the direction from which the aroma of wine had wafted.

But in this pursuit, one only felt that the aroma of the wine was initially bright and strong, but then gradually became faint and weak, and later, even the faint aroma of the wine disappeared.

At some point, the once clear and obvious route of pursuit became completely blurred.

Ning Siyu hovered and wandered aimlessly for a long time, until the moonlight in the sky disappeared into the clouds again, and he still could not find any trace of the poet.

It was as if the other party had never existed; in the blink of an eye, they vanished into thin air.

If it weren't for that exquisite poem, the line "The people of today do not see the moon of old, yet the moon of today once shone on the people of old," which still lingers in Ning Siyu's mind, he would almost doubt that everything he had just experienced was just an illusion.

But Ning Siyu knew that he could never come up with such verses.

Therefore, there must have been someone here who wrote an exquisite poem, but then vanished without a trace in an instant.

Is it a dream? No.

Alas, it makes one want to beat one's chest and stamp one's feet. I don't hate that the moonlight is hiding now, I only hate myself for hesitating and wavering.

Young Master Ning was furious!
Chen Xu slept soundly through the night at the inn.

Early in the morning, he checked out of the hotel again and took the little hedgehog to the morning market in Langxi County to buy a new batch of supplies.

Then, shortly after dawn, he took Wei Yuan and left the city.

The worldly scenes are actually quite beautiful, but Chen Xu was unwilling to linger in the city for too long, mainly because of the fortune-telling he had done before.

Ninth Master had warned him of the danger, and Lingchan Yuyi had also given him a hint, making Chen Xu realize that if he followed the original route and plan to take the exam, he would definitely encounter a crisis.

Although Chen Xu didn't know what kind of crisis this was.

Moreover, his cultivation has improved, and he seems to be able to easily resolve many crises.

However, Chen Xu decided to proceed with caution.

Caution and freedom are not contradictory.

Having received numerous hints and already set off ahead of time with a changed route, Chen Xu was determined to continue his "unconventional approach."

In short, Chen Xu decided to stay away from crowds before the provincial examination officially began.

In this way, one can naturally stay away from disputes.

Furthermore, traveling in the wild may lead to the collection of various rare and spiritual materials, which is also a benefit.

Chen Xuxiao traveled and rested overnight, and so on, which is another story.

Sometimes when he entered a city, he would quietly find an inn to stay in and occasionally listen to the news about the city. Chen Xu would just listen and keep it in mind, but he would never get involved.

One night, a heavy rain fell, and Chen Xu took the opportunity to collect a lot of the "rootless water" at midnight.

Since it was difficult to collect snow the following year, Chen Xu consulted the simple map that Feng Yuanbai had given him and decided to detour through Lingxi Snow Mountain in Qinglin Prefecture.

Let's see if we can collect last year's snow on Lingxi Snow Mountain.

Unbeknownst to Chen Xu, a new upheaval had suddenly occurred in Yunjiang Prefecture after he left.

(End of this chapter)