They continued their journey, their situation much better than on Mount Tai. At least their clothes were clean, food and water were plentiful, and they had warm blankets.
More importantly, they also had protective gear and communication tools.
According to the route described by the people of the Three Kingdoms to Xi Ben, they only needed to travel north for less than ten days to reach the One-Armed Nation. Once there, they would rest for a night to replenish their supplies before heading towards the Qiqiao Nation.
Everything was developing towards a beautiful and perfect scenario. Xi Ben calculated that there were only a few changes left.
First, would the people of Qiqiao and the One-Armed Nation understand their language?
Second, would the people of Qiqiao be willing to help them with a flying vehicle?
Third, was the Emperor of Zhongyuan the Yellow Emperor? Even if he was, would he understand that they were from another world? Would he know how to safely send them back?
Thinking of this, Xi Ben’s head started to hurt more. He wanted to return to the modern world, not just for his family, but also because he knew Xian’en was still worried about her chess game. However, the more urgent he felt, the harder it seemed to fulfill his wish to go back.
“En’en, should we take a break? Are you hungry?” He gently kissed her hair, while she had long been curled up in a blanket on the cow’s back.
They had been traveling all day, escaping from the twilight darkness into the light of dawn, through the midday sun, and silently into the dusk, the setting sun… until darkness fell.
She shook her head, licking her dry lips, “You can stop if you’re tired.”
“I’m not tired, but you seem very tired.”
“I’m okay…” She blinked, adjusting the blanket on her. “I just have a bit of a headache. Could you get me some water?”
Zou Bin took out a water bag from his satchel, carefully helping her drink. Suddenly, he thought of something and touched her forehead, frowning as he said, “En En, you seem to have a fever.”
“It’s no wonder I feel dizzy and alternately hot and cold,” she forced a smile, extending her small hand to push open the water bag and slowly climbed back onto the ox’s back.
