Mo Yi and Mo Luo Xue galloped on a deserted road, surrounded by golden farmlands. In the distance, they could see rolling green mountains, which Mo Yi knew were just mirages. If they really wanted to reach them, it would still take more than a day. "Chasing a mountain on horseback will tire you to death" - that's what this proverb meant.
Mo Yi looked at the passing scenery and fell into deep thought. He wondered who was against them. This trip to seek immortal fortune, the Mo family had already sealed all information, so there shouldn't be anyone following them. And in such a small place like Yu Family Village, there was no way anyone could recognize them. Perhaps some people like constables might recognize their tokens, but no one could recognize Mo Luo Xue and Mo Yi's identities just from their appearances.
"Could it really be someone coveting our wealth? Or is it someone after Mo Luo Xue?" Mo Yi glanced at the graceful figure in front of him. Mo Luo Xue's long hair flew wildly in the wind, exuding a sweet fragrance. After a moment, he dismissed his thoughts.
"Impossible. Even a blind man can see that Mo Luo Xue and I are not ordinary. Just our Blood-Sweating Steeds demonstrate our status. Who would randomly grab a Maybach and claim it as their own?" Mo Yi suddenly understood. He continued to ponder, "If someone wants to harm us, what exactly are they trying to achieve? Send us to the authorities? They should know that's useless against me..."
Mo Yi's face became expressionless. He closed his eyes.
The scene replayed: a bustling market, Blood-Sweating Steeds, the authorities, a crowd of onlookers, Mo Luo Xue, Mo Yi...
Mo Yi stood in the crowd watching the argument between himself and the officials from a distance. He put himself in the enemy's shoes and thought about the problem. This was his unique thinking style as a psychology master.
The scene replayed again, with a change in perspective.
If I were the enemy, then I would have a thorough understanding of Mo Yi and Mo Luo Xue, and I would know both of them personally, familiar with their appearances.
If I were the enemy, I would have the guts to attack the eldest son and daughter of the Mo family. I would have the capital.
If I were the enemy, I would target Mo Yi, who has no martial arts skills, instead of Mo Luo Xue, who possesses martial arts. So, I would have happened to encounter Mo Luo Xue, but know that Mo Yi should be nearby.
If I were the enemy, I would report to the authorities and then come back. The whole 10 kilometers journey would take a short time to complete. It should be quite strenuous, so I would have exceptional martial arts skills or physical strength.
If I were the enemy, I would meet Mo Luo Xue, find a way to frame her to lure out Mo Yi, and keep them occupied by the officials... What would I do it for?
I would do it for... to buy time.
Mo Yi opened his eyes and looked at the endless golden wheat fields, sighing.
Whoever knew Mo Luo Xue and Mo Yi would first need a high status. Second, they would have targeted them to buy time. Finally, they would need extremely fast skills, after all, it would be very strenuous to travel 10 kilometers round trip. To reach the scene, they must have an extremely high level of martial arts, at least Bone Refinement. Mo Yi knew exactly one person like that.
"The world is indeed small." Mo Yi murmured.
Mo Luo Xue's ears twitched slightly, she asked without turning around, "Is it your enemy again?"
Mo Yi spread his hands and said, "Where did I get so many enemies? I'm a good citizen."
Mo Luo Xue didn't answer Mo Yi. It seemed she wasn't even willing to acknowledge him.
The Blood-Sweating Steeds galloped tirelessly for tens of kilometers. The sun rose to its zenith, the sunlight suddenly became blinding, and the temperature rose slightly. The speed of the Blood-Sweating Steeds gradually slowed down.
"Slow down. No need to rush. We'll probably enter the deserted zone tonight. Let your horses rest first," Mo Yi suggested, glancing at the weather.
Mo Luo Xue remained silent for a moment, then acquiesced to Mo Yi's suggestion. She slowed the speed of the Blood-Sweating Steeds. The horses, carrying the two, strolled through the fields. As far as the eye could see, it was a sea of gold.
Mo Yi felt a sense of tranquility looking at this vast and beautiful scenery. He was a carefree person, his mood could change suddenly, become very good one moment, but the next moment he could be downcast over something trivial.
The horses passed a farmer's house, Mo Yi signaled Mo Luo Xue to stop. In this family's field, wheat was beaten into bundles and laid out in the field to bask in the sun. The heat absorbed from the sunlight would make the grains plump.
Mo Yi knocked on the farmer's door. It was opened by a farmer with a simple and honest face. Time had etched indelible marks on his face. From his dim but wise eyes, one could tell he was a man of discernment.
Mo Yi smiled and explained that he and Mo Luo Xue were siblings who had to travel long distances for something, but their horses needed to rest. They wanted to borrow the farmer's house for a short rest and also give their Blood-Sweating Steeds some cool water and feed.
The farmer looked at Mo Yi with suspicion, thinking that these must be rogue thieves scouting the area. But when he saw the Blood-Sweating Steeds and Mo Luo Xue on them, his eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Wife! Come out and see the fairy!"
Mo Yi successfully used Mo Luo Xue's built-in free pass again and entered the farmer's courtyard to rest. The Blood-Sweating Steeds were led into the stable by an elderly woman.
The Blood-Sweating Steeds glanced at the hay in the manger and felt a little confused. Used to eating the finest grain, it was a bit hard to adjust to this kind of farm food. Looking at the ox next to it, constantly chewing on dry grass, the Blood-Sweating Steeds hesitated for a moment and then buried its head in a mouthful.
Damn, so rough. Home is better. The Blood-Sweating Steeds subconsciously thought.
Unhappily, the Blood-Sweating Steeds chewed the hay and snorted at the ox nearby, as if the ox was the one responsible for its suffering.
Not to mention the animals' feelings, Mo Yi was overjoyed. The farmer's wife liked Mo Luo Xue very much, so Mo Yi was able to enjoy a delicious farm feast, including grain wine, wild beef, and corn porridge. Mo Yi ate the organic food, touched by its simplicity. He had never eaten such green food in his previous life.
Mo Yi sipped his grain wine, leaned against the door, and looked at the fields of wheat, "Old man, this year's harvest is excellent!"
The old farmer, holding a pipe, looked up at the dazzling sunlight, pressed down his straw hat and said, "Yes, thanks to the Emperor's grace, Yi Country has become powerful. The people's lives are better, and taxes have been reduced."
Mo Yi took a sip of his wine and looked at this prosperous scene. This was the life of ordinary people, just hoping for peace in the world. But Mo Yi was different. He was about to embark on that unknown path of immortality. No one knew what world awaited him.