"My name is Yang Bai." Yang Bai did not look back and said casually and walked away.

When Li Changwen poked his head out of the tent, the surroundings were shiny slightly, and the entire Dragon Flag Army had already put on his armor and was ready to set off.

Although they are not regular troops, depending on the military appearance and discipline, under the command of Ge Qian, their combat effectiveness is probably no worse than that of regular troops.

What is surprising is that the injured young warrior last night. After one night, he seemed to have recovered most of his life. He was wearing iron armor and riding a black horse. A black and golden spear was hanging on the saddle. While others were busy in the whole team, he strangled the war horses with a low neighing look into the distance. There was a layer of mist on the wasteland, which was vast and hidden in a piece of white in the distance.

The warrior looked at the West, and no one knew what he was looking at.

Yang Bai was wearing white clothes and stood in the wind... He was washing his teeth, which was a habit that only nobles had. He got up early and wiped his teeth clean with a twist of fine salt.

With the flag, someone blew the bronze trumpet. The soldiers of the Left Army rode their horses past Yang Jibai and drove towards the east. Yang Jibai took a big mouthful of water, rinsed his mouth loudly, and spit the salt water on the sand. He put his hands behind him, hooked his fingers at the copper cup used to hold water, and looked at the army's back as it was leaving.

The men's backs were covered by white fog, and Li Changwen slipped to Yang Bai's side, "After all, I'm leaving, these desperate people, don't ask us to meet them on the road."

"I guess you will meet again, and you will meet more and more such troops," Yang Bai said carelessly, "Do you bet?"

Before Li Changwen could ask why, the figures of a man and a horse in front pierced through the white fog and came like the wind.

"Yang Bai." Ji Lie stopped in front of the two of them, "Are you going to Yuewan?"

"Yes, Brother Lie, I'm a map drawer. There is only the terrain of Yuewan in this area. I haven't painted it yet. If I don't paint it, I won't get that big commission." Yang Bai said, "Otherwise, who will go through this dangerous path?"

"There are two reminders that Yuewan is not a place for ordinary people to go, so don't leave this caravan." After Ji Lie said that, he turned around without any explanation and went there.

Listening to the sound of his horse's hooves getting farther and farther away, Li Changwen suddenly felt the cold wind in the morning and shivered unconsciously.

When he turned his head, Yang Bai had already carried all his luggage on his back. His luggage was framed by bamboo, and it was plaided in one frame, filled with scrolls. Two thin bamboos were stretched out on it, and a white linen was tied in the middle. When the bamboo basket was carried, the white linen was just above the sun, and a small lamp with butter was hung on one corner, probably for reading books at night.

"Just don't go there. I want to go southwest from here to see if a spring there is dry. Brother, be careful on the way yourself." Yang Bai said.

"Are you alone?" Li Changwen widened his eyes.

"I am an outsider here. The caravan is here to take risks and do business. I can't tell others the secrets, otherwise everyone will come to make a fortune?" Yang Bai patted Li Changwen's shoulder. "It's better to go there alone. The rainy season here is coming. There will be no shortage of water in the next few days, so it's okay."

"Brother Yang, you have to think about it... I heard that nine out of ten people who walk on this road alone will die." Li Changwen was a little embarrassed and said more, "At worst, I'll go and ask the shopkeeper for pleading. You are not a businessman, and there is nothing you can't let you know... Don't worry, I won't charge you this time."

"No, I am a map drawer, can you still not recognize the way?" Yang Baiman said indifferently, looking at Li Changwen's face, and suddenly widened his eyes, "Hey? I see that your Yin Tang is black... stretch out his palm to show me?"

He held Li Changwen's palm and pondered for a long time, "Well, the palm is dry, like the cracked fine lines of the turtle shell, which is connected to the main vein of the numerology. This is a very, very unlucky sign of "although the turtle is long-lasting, it will eventually become sand."

Li Changwen was shocked, "Hey! Are you sure? Don't talk nonsense! My forehead was so bright that I could read books without lighting the light at night. This is a sign of making a fortune. How could the Yintang turn black?"

"The forehead is not the same as Yin Tang," Yang Bai pointed a little between his eyebrows, "Yin Tang is here."

"Then...is there any way to explain it?" Li Changwen saw him serious, became nervous and cried, "At least, for the sake of my begging everyone to take you in last night, at most I don't want the painting you owe me... no, that map is all."

"Who owes you a map... don't talk to yourself, okay? There is no way to understand. Just don't go east. Your life is great for the West, just turn around here." Yang Bai said.

"But Yuewan is in the east, I want to go to Yuewan..." Li Changwen said, "Can I explain it in another way?"

Yang Bai thought about it, nodded, turned around and ran away.

"Hey! Hey! Why are you running away? I'm not a tiger, I even ate you in one bite?" Li Changwen was stunned for a while and shouted at Yang Bai's back.

"Anyway, I can drive away evil spirits and avoid disasters if I don't go along with you." Yang Bai shouted loudly and ran into the white mist.

"Hey! Hey!" Li Changwen was silent for a moment and then shouted.

"I won't go with you no matter what you say!" Yang Bai's voice gradually faded away.

"Brother Yang, I actually want to tell you that you are not going to the southwest...you are running north..." Li Changwen whispered.

He stood in a vast white mist, and the merchants were packing their luggage around him, and the caravan was about to start. Li Changwen suddenly felt a little lonely. In fact, he really wanted Yang Bai and even Ji Lie to go with them. One of the two guys looked like a rabbit, and his behavior was very nonsense. The other always looked at no one with a cold face, as if everyone owed him money... But for some reason, Li Changwen felt a little close to them.

Maybe it was because we met strangers? In fact, in this caravan, isn’t Li Changwen an outsider?

"Has that Yang Shizi finally left?" Master Yan and Master Yan stood together, looking at Li Changwen's back from a distance.

"Don't you want him to go with us?" asked Master Yan.
Chapter completed!