Lin Zhuo poked a white head out from Zhao Jingming's arms and looked around at the scenery.
In order to hurry up, Zhao Jingming did not choose to travel by carriage, but chose to ride a horse.
At that time, when Lin Zhuo saw Zhao Jingming leading out a majestic black horse, his fox eyes were full of envy.
Lin Zhuo looked at his claws and chose to give up. With his current physique, he couldn't even touch the rope, let alone learn it.
He is just a little fox, how can he ride a horse? Forget it, I will stay on Zhao Jingming's body for a while, and if Zhao Jingming rides it, I will treat it as my own.
Lin Zhuo was thinking this at the time, and he raised his head on the table in Prince Jing's mansion with a hum, causing the servants who were watching to chatter and want to reach out and touch him.
As a result, before anyone dared to reach out, he was grabbed by Zhao Jingming and stuffed into his clothes. Lin Zhuo crawled out from his chest, shook his ears, moved to a comfortable position, and closed his eyes.
He hated to be in a hurry, so he went to sleep first.
Now that he had woken up from his sleep, he looked at the scenery around him to clear his mind. Anyway, he didn't know where they were and there was nothing to do.
"I thought I could see the scene in the novel with lonely smoke in the desert and yellow sand all over the sky." Lin Zhuo yawned and said to 0617.
Unexpectedly, there were only trees and cliffs, and nothing else to see.
"You are not going to the northwest, where there is so much sand? Is it because the greening is not good enough?" 0617 complained.
"That's enough, stop talking. You're disturbing my mood." Lin Zhuo closed his ears manually, asking 0617 to stop talking, as he couldn't hear him even if he talked.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Jingming held the reins in one hand and touched Lin Zhuo's head with the other.
Zhao Jingming just saw the little fox covering its ears with its paws and felt it was magical. Isn't this action too human?
Lin Zhuo retracted his claws stiffly, pretending nothing had happened. He rubbed Zhao Jingming's fingers, looked up at him with innocent eyes, and acted as if he had done nothing, which made Zhao Jingming laugh.
Tsk! So hard to please!
Seeing how happy he was, Lin Zhuo felt very ashamed. He pouted and went back inside.
I don't want to talk to him for now.
...
After five days of non-stop travel, they finally arrived at the place where the disaster occurred - Yuezhou.
Zhao Jingming saw from afar on his horse that outside the gate of Liucheng on the border of Yuezhou, Bi Xun, the former governor of Yuezhou, was waiting there with a group of officials.
But to his surprise, he saw an unexpected guy next to Bi Xun.
It's Li Hongrui.
Li Hongrui was dressed in a Taoist robe, looking very righteous.
Lin Zhuo had never thought that he would see Li Hongrui here. He even pretended to be a hermit and followed the governor. How could he ascend to heaven now?
...
That day, Li Hongrui escaped from a small path. Although he avoided the pursuit of the soldiers, he also lost his direction.
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