After waking up, Xu Fengnian felt a split headache. She shook her seat, picked up a bamboo kettle from the head of the bed, drank the spring water, went to the table and picked up the celadon bottle and poured in the last two pills, drank the cold water of the bamboo trunk in one gulp. The headache felt weakened, and she immediately felt refreshed. She saw the embroidered winter knife placed horizontally on a pile of secret books, reached out to hold it, and heard the trembling sound of gold and stones on the blade. Only then did she realize that the true energy in her body was flowing, and all the bones were moistened, as if she had endless strength. Xu Fengnian subconsciously wanted to draw the knife and suppressed the impulse. When she came outside the hut, she saw the ox riding a cow making a fire towards the stove and cooking a pot of winter bamboo shoots.

Xu Fengnian asked, "You stole those chess pieces from me?"

The young master's uncle pretended to be stupid and said, "I don't know."

Xu Fengnian frowned. Before he could threaten to scare the cattle, he ran with guilt. Two or three pounds of winter bamboo shoots were dug out with great difficulty with one hoe and one hoe. But escaping was important, so he didn't care about delicious winter bamboo shoots. Xu Fengnian walked to the stove, cooked the winter bamboo shoots, took the chopsticks and ate them slowly. Then he went to the cave under the Xuanxian Peak and found a small pile of uncarved pebbles. It must have been because of the cattle riding a cattle. He smiled and sat down against the wall, following the excellent sword movements described in "Lvshui Pavilion Jiazi Jianju"

, He carved out a chess piece with Xiudong, but the first knife was cut, and the force was too erratic, and a hard pebble was cut in half. Xu Fengnian was stunned for a moment, no longer rushing to cut the knife, he stood cross-legged and calmed down, and breathed and breathed. Xu Fengnian had already noticed that the five roots were extremely sensitive. At this time, he felt the spirit in his body full and clear. He felt a little mysterious empathy for the "every breath of breath that was just a Taoist magical formula before, and Xu Fengnian opened his eyes and said to himself: "Is this the Dahuangting?"

The bull riding cow appeared carefully at the entrance of the cave and said with a smile: "It's Dahuang Ting. Your Highness can't waste it."

Xu Fengnian laughed at herself and said, "It's wasted."

The bull riding man shook his head and smiled, "It's too early to say this."

Xu Fengnian said calmly: "Hundreds of books in the hut are given to Wudang. Are you willing to accept them?"

The young master's uncle smiled and said, "Cake!"

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "In the future, I will give Wudang Mountain a thousand taels of incense money every year, would you dare to collect it?"

The bull riding man thought for a moment and smiled bitterly: "I don't dare."

Xu Fengnian laughed and waved his hand to show that the person riding the cow could disappear. Hong Xixiang withdrew, walked in again, and whispered: "Your Highness, don't hold grudges about stealing chess pieces."

Xu Feng said in a young voice: "Get out."

Xu Fengnian spent half a day to adapt to the sword-holding power, and then carved the chess pieces and then got it right. He looked at the two piles of black and white chess pieces, and exhaled a long breath, accidentally blowing the chess pieces into the mess, and the black and white were mixed together. Xu Fengnian cursed the Western Shu dialect, packed it up again, went to the purple bamboo forest, cut two arhat purple bamboos and carried them back to the hut, and split it, and spent a day weaving two chess boxes. It was a poor skill that could be made by three years of hard travel and self-woven straw sandals. Put 361 chess pieces in them. Xu Fengnian looked at the hut that had not been moved, and then carried a knife at the waist, held the chess boxes at both hands and looked at the deserted vegetable garden. The two maids, the sweet potato and green birds, were waiting aside. Hong Xixiang, in Wudang, saw off, was actually similar to the welcoming formation of only a few two people.

Hong Xixiang was expected to be sent to the Xuanwu Dangxing Four-character Archway.

Xu Fengnian had already seen two hundred Northern Liang iron cavalry wearing armor waiting to go. He looked back at Lotus Peak and asked without any thoughts: "What's the point?"

The sweet potato with a heart-to-heart smiled and said, "It's been a thousand years in the mountains."

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Have you heard that white fox in Chao Pavilion climbed to the third floor?"

Sweet potato shook his head and said softly: "Not yet. Everyone in Wutongyuan is betting on this. I bet on a year and a half, and I bet on six taels of silver. Green ants and the others think it will be later."

Xu Fengnian got into the carriage and said, "Then I will bet ten taels of silver and bet on the white fox's face to go up to the third floor within a year."

Sweet potato kneaded the shoulders of His Highness the Prince. Xu Fengnian leaned against her chest, opened the chess box, rubbed a piece with both fingers, closed her eyes and said softly: "Another key."

The sweet potato, which will fade away in winter, nodded, but glanced at the blue bird in Wutong Garden that was the opposite of him.

The blue bird remained silent, but looked at the gaze between His Highness the Crown Prince's eyebrows, and was full of brilliance.

The two close maids were all in their thoughts.

Two hundred cavalry entered Liangzhou, and the people of the main city consciously dispersed. Xu Fengnian stopped the carriage midway and asked Sweet Potato to buy some of the beef shops that were loved by the ten-minute love, and they bought some to satisfy their cravings. The cooked meat here was the most delicious. Beef was the best in Beiliang, and the secret sauce was the best. The ingredients such as yellow mayonnaise, cinnamon, old ginger and star anise were just right. Not to mention other things, the bottle of soy sauce on the table alone wanted to take the lead after eating the soy sauce, but they never succeeded. Xu Fengnian used to do evil with Li Hanlin and Yan Chiji, and they all came here to have a feast for a while. Li Hanlin was even more domineering and cruel, and almost moved the entire century-old store back. If Xu Fengnian had not pleaded with the old shopkeeper who was covered in tears, the people in the city would not have eaten this authenticity. Of course, it was mainly to take care of their own tricky taste.

The most interesting thing is not this beef sauce, but a beautiful little girl in the store. It is said that she is the daughter of the distant relative of the shop owner. In short, the relationship can be stretched to a distance of 108,000 miles away. Surprisingly, the girl returned to the city five or six years ago, and held a rope in her hand, holding a stupid big cat with black and white, which looked like a bear but not a bear, and a cat but not a cat. Later, the scholars of Liangzhou cited the classics and found out that it was a "tak beast" that was only found in Western Sichuan.

, nicknamed Panda, ancient books record that this tapir beast is fond of copper and iron, but I have never heard of a neighbor's ironware for stealing it. It is often seen that girl holding bamboo branches and leaves in her hand. After returning from traveling, Xu Fengnian never saw the girl and the big cat again. When she traveled to the shop to eat beef, they all like to tease the girl. Li Hanlin wanted to steal soy sauce several times, but she knocked her hands with bamboo branches. If it weren't for the prince's stopping her, the little girl would have been thrown into the beast cage with her pet.

When Xu Fengnian was waiting for beef, he saw an old beggar in the distance trembling against the wall, his face turned pale, hunger and cold, not far from death. Rich people like winter. Even if they can't afford to spend countless charcoal at home, they can wear comfortable and luxurious sable furs and make them feel more respectful when traveling. But all the poor people in the world are most afraid of this season.

Apart from the ragged old beggar, Xu Fengnian saw a delicate back squatting over there, standing beside her a little novice monk wearing a green and light red cassock. He didn't know what he said, so the little monk hurried away.

Xu Fengnian frowned and said, "Although there are many Buddhist factions, the rules for wearing cassocks are similar. How can a young monk wears this color monk's robes? This is what monks can wear. The little monk is qualified to preach the scriptures to others. Besides, shouldn't monks wear all their shoulders when they go out? Then why does the novice monk favor his right shoulder?"

Because the Princess of Beiliang believed in Buddhism all his life, His Royal Highness naturally learned from the Buddhist rules and etiquette.

Bluebird corrected: "The little novice monk is favored on his left shoulder."

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Where did the little monk come from?"

As for monks, Xu Fengnian, who is notorious in Beiliang, has always been very tolerant and kind. He always has to give rewards whenever he meets him. Generally speaking, most monks do not accept gold, silver and wealth, and Xu Fengnian doesn't care about it. So many fortune tellers in Liangzhou City have changed their careers and become cheap monks. What's the matter of bullying the master and destroying the ancestors? It's a safe and upright way to get the reward from His Highness.

Xu Fengnian suddenly narrowed his eyes and stared at a middle-aged Tantric monk who was walking slowly on the road. He wore a red cassock and had a haggard face. He walked to the foot of the wall and saw the dying old beggar with compassion on his face.

When the little novice monk, who was dressed in a bad manner, ran to the corner with a steaming basket of steaming buns, he only saw the old beggar's head tilted and he left the world.

The Tantric monk bent down and stretched out his hand, held the old man's hand, and recited scriptures for the deceased.

The little novice monk handed the meat bag to the girl who stood up, lowered her head and closed her hands and recited silently.

Xu Fengnian saw all this and felt a little moved.

Two monks, one big and one small, no matter where they come from, or where they are going.

Reaching your hand is Zen.

It is also Zen to bow your head.

When the sweet potato entered the carriage, Xu Fengnian suddenly felt that the beef drooling when he was thinking about Wudang Mountain was a little boring. He put it aside and whispered: "Even if I got Dahuangting, the head of Wudang, I still like more monks. Two Zen temples that only understand two Zens, and the Landa Mountain where ascetics emerged, no matter how you look at it, it is more adorable than Wudang and Longhu."

Xu Fengnian was about to return home on the way, but accidentally saw the girl's face. After a moment of frightening, she was in a good mood. She picked up the packet of beef sauce, got up and smiled, "Sweet potato and green bird, I'll go see an acquaintance, you guys go back first."

Xu Fengnian left the carriage and stood far away. After all the cavalry of Beiliang left, he walked towards the corner of the wall.

Xu Fengnian liked that familiar girl who was not very familiar. When he walked to Langya County with Lao Huang, he happened to meet this little girl who ran away from home. She claimed to be a female hero and had some silver and copper coins left on her body. She was already very pitiful. After she didn't fight with Xu Fengnian and Lao Huang, she generously invited a big fish and meat, and then she was completely penniless. The three of them were so sad that they had been together for a long time, fighting and stealing, which was also interesting. Usually, she was watching the wind, and the prince and Lao Huang took risks. When they ran away, the little girl with two braids on her feet became windy. Finally, she said she wanted to go to the south to see the sea, so she separated. Xu Fengnian only knew that her surname was Li and liked to call herself Miss Li. If she called her Li female hero, she would make her happy for several days when she was hungry.

Xu Fengnian walked slowly, why did there be a little monk beside Li Nuxia?

Her house is not a temple, right?

Thinking of this, Xu Fengnian, who was carrying beef in one hand, held Xiu Dong.

That Tantric monk is not simple.

As I approached, I heard words that were very styled by Miss Li. She was there, and she put her hands on her hips to educate the little novice monk, "How many times have you said it?! You can call me something or something, but you are not allowed to call me something! It's not bad to hear it?!"

The little monk wearing a green and light red cassock had red lips and white teeth, and his appearance was very beautiful. Even Xu Fengnian three years ago could tell that his bones were clear. The little monk said weakly: "What, I think your name sounds pretty good."

Miss Li, who had no longer tied two braids to the sky, reached out and twisted the little monk's ear and said in shame: "You can shout again and try it?"

The little monk didn't know how to turn the rudder at all, and said stupidly: "Things."

The little girl was so angry that she jumped up and knocked the head of the monk who was taller than her, "I'm so stupid! I'm one thousand times ten thousand times stupider than Xu Fengnian!"

Xu Fengnian's lips curled up.

Look, there are still people in the world who have unique insights.

The little monk stumbled and said, "Mencius will not lie. He called you plum, and you want to hit me again."

The little girl asked back with a fierce look: "Then I ask you, monks can like girls?! Monks should quit sex, do you understand?"

The little monk was not really stupid. His eyes looked at the sky and pretended not to hear it.

The little girl turned her head and looked at the old beggar who was desperate and couldn't eat meat buns, looking a little depressed.

The little monk whispered: "We have bought buns, but we have no money on them. When I slipped out, I didn't bring much, so you spent money again..."

After all, he didn't dare to say the words "big hands and feet".

The little girl was angry and said angrily: "I told you that my father's private money was hidden under the bed. Don't you know how to steal more?! Are you stupid?"

The little monk said guiltily: "If you steal too much, when you go back to the temple, your master will punish me to buy rouge and water for your mother."

When the little girl heard about rouge and water powder, she became interested and stopped worrying about the question of name, and her eyes dripped.

When the little monk saw her like this, he quickly said, "I really have no money."

The little girl sighed.

Xu Fengnian, who was standing behind them, laughed and said, "Miss Li, do you want rouge powder? I'll buy it for you. The largest rouge shop in Liangzhou City has the 'green swallow branch' used by the concubines of the palace. It's not expensive, so I don't have to spend money on it."

The little girl turned around suddenly and saw Xu Fengnian who was no longer unkempt and dirty, shirt and straw sandals. She suddenly couldn't recognize her. After looking at her for a long time, she jumped hard and said in surprise: "Xu Fengnian?!"

Xu Fengnian took the beef with sauce and smiled and said, "Isn't that true?"

The little girl patted Xiaohe's sharp chest before she showed her sharp horns. Finally she felt relieved and said with a bright smile: "I remember you said you were from Xiliang, but I was afraid that I would not be able to find you in Liangzhou."

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's harder to find me here than to find me."

The little girl didn't think deeply, she was just happy.

The little monk did not respond when he saw Xu Fengnian, but was having a headache there and how to deal with a basket of meat buns. Of course, he couldn't eat it, and plums didn't like it either.

Xu Fengnian was about to take the little girl to the rouge shop that treated her like a jackal, tiger and leopard, but subconsciously embroidered winter knife and was about to be unsheathed.

The middle-aged monk of Tantric Buddhism just took a step forward.

The monk asked in a difficult accent: "Are you Xu Fengnian? The eldest son of King Beiliang?"

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Who are you?"

The monk said calmly: "I came from Mount Lanta in the Western Regions and wanted to invite His Royal Highness to Mount Lanta."
Chapter completed!