Chapter 5: Chang'an has a long road, but it is not easy to reach all your life. ()

"I am a swordsman. I will do chivalrous things in the world and eliminate those who should be killed in the world." When the little girl in white introduced herself, she excitedly summoned the sword behind her that would fly by herself, and put a sword flower in the air, reflecting a silver light in the room.

But in a flash, her expression became confused again. She straightened her neck and looked at the moon outside: "How did I get here? Why are you two wearing strange clothes, this room is very strange, and there are invisible restrictions to protect."

"Are you the legendary people who transformed the world? What's the matter for us in our great Tang Dynasty? Mochou could help me. Mochou had already traveled all over the country." The little girl's eyes were clean and transparent, without any silly look: "The young hero's system is weak, but it makes her hidden weapons very powerful, and she is definitely not weaker than the masters of the Tang family in Shu. I believe the young hero is also a master of hidden weapons."

The white-clothed girl didn't need Li Guo to answer the conversation, and she just kept talking. At first, Li Guo thought she would be a spotless fairy like Ximen Chuxue, who was spotlessly flirted with Ximen Chuxue, but she never expected that this guy was a gossip girl who was a mature girl. If she let her continue to say this, she was about to talk about what kind of petals she usually scattered when Yang Guifei took a bath.

"Do you know where this is? Do you know where you are going?" The little fairy said so furiously. Finally, Li Guo finally interjected in the air when she was taking a breath.

"This place should be a wealthy family in the suburbs of Chang'an. Mochou often gets lost and feels very ashamed. Mochou's trip was to Chang'an, and the young master of the Li family..." When the little fairy named Mochou said this, her expression turned into a shy look of a jasper in the small family, so she quickly changed her tone: "Mochou will definitely compensate for the damaged objects."

Li Guo was actually very sympathetic to this girl. According to her words, she should be going to Chang'an City to date or get married to a man named Li. Just look at her little happiness on her face. I guess she doesn't know at all now. She has been walking for more than a thousand years. If you want to go back, you can never go back.

Suddenly, Li Guo didn't know what he thought of, endured the pain of the wounds all over his body, quickly turned on the light, opened the box containing the ancient paintings in three wooden boxes, and spread a long scroll of paintings on the bed.

"This object is a magical weapon, and it is so bright!" Mo Chou stared at the energy-saving lamp on his head, and was amazed in his mouth: "The barbarians who transformed from abroad have no skills."

The little loli muttered, "Rich."

But Li Guo looked blankly at the painting spread on the bed as if she was struck by lightning.

On this painting, there are bamboos in the distant mountains and near the mountains, clear and turbulent, reflecting the left and right. But there is a piece in the middle, which is exactly the personal form.

Li Guo raised the scroll and put it next to Mo Chou and gestured. Whether it was her hairstyle or the abrupt box, it was almost the same as the blank outline on the painting. Except that Mo Chou is a real person, the 3D effect is better and bigger.

"Young hero, what are you doing?" Mo Chou looked at Li Guo with confusion: "This painting Mo Chou looked at it very vividly. It's a pity that one of them is missing, otherwise it would be a treasure that passed down from generation to generation."

Li Guo didn't answer her, but just slapped her head and sat on the bed decadently. He now knew why the old man had decided the year, month and day before he came here. One day earlier or one day later, this little girl who could kill her life as soon as she shouted out of the sheath, really doesn't know how much trouble it would cause.

The lower right corner of the calligraphy and painting reads the signatures of the second year of Yongtai and the Qinglian layman. Li Guo knew that this was the name of his ancestor Li Bai. What year was the second year of Yongtai?

With Mochou's curious eyes at everything, Li Guo took out a copycat phone from the pillow and fiddled with it for a long time before she got on Google. She directly searched for the second year of Yongtai. It showed the second year of Yongtai, which was 766. In other words, this ancient painting was written by Li Bai in 766.

No! Li Guo clearly remembers that historical books and materials clearly record that Li Bai died in 762! This painting was created four years after Li Bai died.

Then there are only two possibilities. One is that this painting is a fake, and the other is that Li Bai pretended to die.

However, the first possibility was rejected by Li Guo, and even a fake product could lead to a living person. So how could this make the original works bear? So the only possibility of Li Bai pretending to die.

"Who is Mr. Li you are talking about?" Li Guo's face was gloomy. He was a little upset now. If he told Mochou that it was the 61st anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China, rather than the Shangyuan Tianbao, Xiao Jianxian really didn't know what he would do.

Mochou's cheeks were flushed, and his white and tender little hands were stirring the corners of his clothes: "It's my master, the eldest son of Mr. Qinglian, I have never met him."

Li Guo smiled dazedly and subconsciously patted Mo Chou's shoulder: "I'll tell you something, you have to make sure you have to be calm and not be unsheathed."

"Yun, Mochou will definitely not get angry." The little girl stared at Li Guo with big eyes, shimmeringly looking at Li Guo, waiting for his answer: "What does the young hero want to say to Mochou?"

Li Guo took a deep breath and pressed the pain on his back and the pressure in his heart: "Chang'an has long been gone. The Tang Dynasty has long been gone. The Qinglian layman has long been gone, his son has also disappeared, Yang Guifei has disappeared, Gao Lishi has disappeared, and Huaqingchi has now paid the ticket."

After he finished speaking, regardless of the pain in his body, he picked up the little loli who was very excited to watch the fun, hid on the edge of the bed, and quietly waited for the subsequent development.

Mo Chou's little face gradually turned pale from blush, and finally the whole pretty face faintly showed a kind of iron blue color, and the long sword that had already returned to the sheath began to crackle in the sword box.

"Don't deceive Mochou." The little sword fairy vaguely brought a trace of evil spirit into his words: "If you joke about the master's life, Mochou will definitely forgive you."

Li Guo nodded, and dialed the number of the voice station on the phone. After turning on the amplifier, he quietly placed the phone on the bed.

"It's Thursday, November 4th, Beijing time. At 118 am, all listeners are welcome to call. Please choose your favorite voice message baby, No. 1 An An, No. 2 Pepe, No. 3..." Li Guo decisively cut off the phone and greeted the little loli: "Uncle has never made such a call."

"What is this? What is this!" The little sword fairy was almost gone, and she pointed at Li Guo in the air: "When I investigate, I will make a decision! Wave your hand and go here, Xiao Xiao's team will ring out and shed!"

When she went out this time, she finally had a memory and signaled Li Guo to open the window for her before she flew out.

As soon as she left, Li Guo crawled onto the bed in a state of exhaustion. The little girl looked at the hideous sword wound behind him with a look of distress, and gently touched it with her little hand: "Be good, don't cry. When Xinxin grows up, I will help you kill that bad woman!"

"Xiao Xinxin, don't tell anyone about what happened today! Otherwise we will definitely have trouble." Li Guo gently helped the little loli sort her hair and carefully explained: "We will leave as soon as tomorrow dawn!"

Xiao Xinxin obviously had seen the world with her strange mother, and her little head nodded solemnly: "Dad, don't be afraid, Xinxin will protect you!" As he said that, he took out a bullet from the pocket of the down jacket and skillfully filled her with the small pistol.

In less than five minutes, the heroine Mo Chou drove the flying sword and came in through the window shakingly. As soon as she fell steadily, she burst into tears. The posture was even more violent than when Xiao Xinxin cried, and the heartbreaking voice was very harsh in the room.

"Don't cry... things must be solved slowly." Li Guo couldn't bear to see this clean and innocent little girl crying so sadly, so she walked over and comforted her softly: "I guess she won't be able to go back in a while. You have to try to adapt first."

But unexpectedly, Li Guo's words made Xiao Jianxian cry even more sharply, and finally he simply threw himself on Li Guo's shoulder to continue the pear blossoms and rain.

Li Guo was in a hurry again, and he didn't even know where to put his hands. The fragrance on the little sword fairy body blew up, shaking Li Guo's nose.

"It is said that the people in the Tang Dynasty are open-minded. I thought it was nonsense, but I didn't expect it to be true..." Li Guo shivered helplessly, and he didn't dare to move. If he angered this little sword immortal at this time, it would definitely be a life-threatening situation.

"I..." Little Jianxian might be tired of crying, and slid from Li Guo's shoulder to the bed, sobbing so hard that he couldn't even say a complete sentence: "I...I..."

"Tell me." Li Guo quickly started to start the rubber bag and almost said: "If you have something to do, you can just talk, as long as I can do it."

The little sword fairy raised her head, her face was still white and clean, without the mess of makeup and eye addiction that was washed away by tears. She looked at Li Guo shyly while thrusting: "Mo Chou is hungry..."

The little loli's face also became very ugly at this time, and she said with a humming voice: "Vox spirit!"

Li Guo smiled bitterly and patted the little loli's head, and said to Mo Chou: "Wait, I'll get you something to eat now.

He hurriedly changed into the pajamas that had been torn and broken. The wound on his back was so painful that it hurt. So Li Guo wore a loose cotton dress and hurriedly opened the door.

But the moment he opened the door, he almost got a myocardial infarction.

"Young Master, are you okay?" The black blind man in the bell tower happened to be parallel to Li Guo's gaze: "I'll wait here early in the morning."

Li Guo turned his head and looked at both sides, and found that there were old men over 65 years old standing in the aisle. Unlike this weird man in the bell tower, these old men were kneeling neatly on both sides, not even daring to make a sound.
Chapter completed!