On the outskirts of Guozhou, the starry night was dimming. A heavy sleepiness came over me, and even a skilled heroine could not resist it.
Xiaoman exchanged a few words with Li Shaochen and then stopped talking. Instead, he took out a small wine bag from Dawan Liangju's cassock and began to drink by himself.
Li Shaochen's nose trembled slightly, and the rich aroma of Heshang wine came in waves, all-pervasive, arousing the greed in his belly. However, he was different from Xiaoman in terms of dignity, and he really didn't dare to overstep even a little, so he had to hold back his greed and secretly
Tell yourself: You still need to stay alert tonight and keep your ears open. If you drink again, won't you be in trouble?
After a few breaths, the wine bag was empty. Xiaoman was drunk, his eyes were blurred, and his thoughts were still unfinished. Two touches of delicate wine red appeared on his cheeks, and there was a special charm in the bonfire.
Li Shaochen took a sneak peek and saw a girl also wrapped in a black lotus robe, leaning against the tree, with her eyelashes slightly closed and a serene nose. The proud upper and round lower skirts opened the lotus robe, revealing a moon-white bodice and lotus.
Colorful skirt. The cool night breeze blew by, everything was quiet and beautiful.
Outside the bonfire was endless darkness, with sparse insects chirping everywhere, and occasionally one or two beast roars in response.
Li Shaochen's eyes were filled with torches, and he stared at the movement around him without saying a word. His mind was full of the figure of the girl who had traveled all the way. However, she had an outstanding status in the sect, as she was the protector of the sect.
, and has a great connection with the Western Region General Forum...
"I'm really sleepy, but I can't sleep yet. If the Yuan thief eagle dog comes after me..." Li Shaochen thought about it, and his consciousness began to blur. When the last trace of consciousness disappeared, Li Shaochen fell softly to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.
The whining sound of the xun sounded, as if the yellow sand was rolling over the place, desolate and distant. Accompanied by a few "hoo hoo hoo yo" fox calls, it actually evoked the feeling of homesickness in people who had left.
Suddenly, the melody turned sad and high-pitched, and the sound of killing gradually began, as if countless iron horses and golden swords were piercing the red beacon fire in the long sand, and the murderous intent was so intense that it was chilling.
Xiaoman's eyes suddenly lit up, and the bonfire reflected in his pupils suddenly became violent! The flames shot up more than ten feet, and the air waves rolled, pushing around, pushing back more darkness and coldness.
Xiaoman's heart moved, and he hurriedly formed his palms into the shape of flames, knelt on one knee, leaned over and worshiped: "Welcome to the Holy Aunt to appear!"
In the roaring bonfire, a beautiful figure appeared indeed! With a jade hairpin in a bun, snow-skinned skin, phoenix eyes with majesty, and an unrivaled appearance. Dressed in a fire-colored melon skirt, she exudes supreme aloofness:
"I already know everything about Luo City. Cause and effect are entangled, and they must be repaid. You have done well! Although the 'Water Sword' is not a rare thing, the more you fight for it, the more each party covets it.
The heart becomes stronger.
Zoroastrianism worships the sacred fire to bring light to the world. However, after the war in Jizhou, the majesty of the prosperous dynasty has been lost, and the barbarians are ready to take action. The court, feudal towns, and small towns are all out, and chaos has appeared in temples, rivers and lakes.
Since the livelihood of the people is already in dire straits, we, the Zoroastrian religion, should take up our righteousness, subdue the pack of wolves, and eradicate the evil spirits. In this way, not only will the nine surnamed Hu people benefit, but all the people in the world will be grateful for their kindness!"
Xiaoman felt awe-inspiring in his heart, and secretly wrote down these words. He recited in a respectful voice: "The command of the Lord of God is passed on to the holy aunt. Eliminate evil and spread good, and bring peace to the king's land. The holy fire is blazing, and all evil things will be wiped out! Liberate all our people.
, get rid of all suffering!"
The Holy Aunt nodded, with no trace of sadness or joy on her face: "If you encounter a life-or-death dilemma, you can use the 'Chaoyin Bell' as a signal to call me to come. I will protect you from the disaster of weapons!"
Xiaoman leaned down and worshiped again. When he raised his head, the bonfire had returned to its original shape, and the saint's figure had long since disappeared.
Under the tree in front of you, there is a small chime bell, hanging in the air, rising and falling. It is actually a rare magic weapon...
Suifufang Road Chongguan, the glory is gone and there are only a few people.
After Yu Chaoen was executed, many officials in the court took notice and defected to Yuan Zai. Even Wang Jin, the Duke of Qi in the prosperous dynasty and the envoy of Taiwei Palace, quickly drew a clear line with Yu Chaoen and wrote a handwritten memorial to denounce his crimes.
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As the adopted son of Yu Chao'en, Dao Chong Guan Guan Zhan has been in full swing. He was previously deprived of his Taoist skills by Gongsun Xuantong. Now his only supporter has collapsed. He just wants to change the direction, but he has already failed. Once he is labeled as a "eunuch"
Once attached, it was almost impossible to break free. Even though no one would cry out for beatings, he was already abandoned like a pair of worn out shoes in Luoyang City.
Looking back on most of his life, he practiced Taoism and martial arts, pursuing fame and fortune, doing everything possible, but in the end, his hands were empty and he lost nothing. Almost overnight, he understood that people's hearts are not as old as they used to be, and he had experienced the hardships of the world.
Today is the Shangsi Festival on March 3rd. Zhan Wuxiang holds a broom and his hair is in a messy bun. After cleaning the square in front of the Ziji Palace, he is already covered in hot sweat. A few female pilgrims have done so after offering incense.
He left in a hurry.
Zhan Baixue was bored, holding a folded book, and sat crookedly on the round seat in front of Sanqing Taoist Master and read through it. From Mao hour to You hour, from early morning to dusk, at the end of the day, almost no pilgrims came to visit and talk to him about the sky.
On the ground, they talked about scriptures and Taoism. And he had long been accustomed to such a bleak situation.
The warm wind poured into the hall and blew on the face, giving people a drowsy feeling just like the dusk.
At this time, the sound of vain footsteps sounded, and Zhan Cuixiu raised his head, with a slightly warm expression on his face: "Xing De, you are back... Why are your face pale and sweating? It's... you are injured!"
"Well...Master, today I went to the eastern suburbs with Young Master Yuan Ji Nengyuan, and I had some conflicts with the sixth lady of the Cui Mansion, Cui Wan, the son of Linji Guanhua Xizi... I got my finger broken by her...
…Hiss!" Pugu Xingde held his right hand with his left hand, feeling unbearable pain.
Zhan Feixi looked at it with concern and saw that the middle finger of his right hand had been folded on the back of his hand, and the broken joint was swollen into a purple pustule.
Zhan Buxiu was extremely angry: "A Kun Taoist is so ruthless! Tomorrow morning, I will go to Linji Temple to talk to Yuan Yizi and ask her how she taught such a disciple!"
"Master, Master, it was Mr. Yuan who provoked a fight with me first and took her a sword called 'Chunxi Sword'. That's why Cui Wan got angry and got into a fight..." Zhan Buxiu knew that he was in the wrong and also
I was worried that Master would come to my house rashly and be humiliated again, so I had no choice but to tell the whole story.
"Sigh——! So, my teacher deserves to scold you. What kind of person can Yuan Ji be? What kind of person are you? In my opinion, from now on, you should practice Taoism and martial arts honestly and have less contact with them.
!" Zhan Buxiu couldn't help sighing when he saw that this disciple who was willing to stay with him was actually instigated by others and asked for trouble.
Although he lost his Taoist skills, Zhan Fuxiang was still quite proficient in the method of setting bones. He quickly helped Pu Guxingde to heal the right finger bone. Although the swelling was still painful, it was much better than the heart-wrenching pain before.
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Pugu Xingde endured the swelling pain in his hands and bowed his hands to Zhan Fuxi: "Master taught me exactly what I taught you. These days, I hang out with the children of the aristocratic families in the city, and all I do is to help the evildoers.
My Pugu family has declined. Although they call me brothers, how many of them think highly of me from the bottom of their hearts? They just want me to be a thug because I know some fists and kicks."
Zhan Buxiu pointed to the square seat in front of him: "Sit down and talk! If you can see these clearly, you are not too confused. Now we are in Tao Chongguan. Isn't it like a 'tree falls and the hozens scatter'? Many of your brothers
, they all left the world to fend for themselves. They wasted most of their lives as teachers, and now they are in a decadent old age. Although they are a little more miserable, they are all to blame themselves.
In the past, I was arrogant, domineering, and arrogant, and offended many of my colleagues. Now that I have settled down here, the only one who is still willing to interact with me is Yuchiyuan. You are a virtuous person, and you have a good nature. I was really wrong to follow you in the past!
No matter how dangerous the world is, if you don’t have a smart and kind heart, how can you really last forever? My teacher, I only hope that you will turn back as soon as possible, and don’t continue to make mistakes and end up like me..."
Zhan chattered endlessly, as if he had a profound enlightenment, and talked with Pugu Xingde for a long time. Then the two of them cooked gruel and drank it hastily, counting it as today's evening meal.
When Pugu Xingde was about to return to the Jing room to rest, Zhan Buxiu stopped him again: "Yesterday, Hong Taizhu came and said that there was a plan in Taiwei Palace recently, and some Taoist warriors needed to be summoned. They were just making noise and raiding the formation from the side, and there was no need to kill or injure them.
Life. If you have nothing to do, you can go see him. Whether or not to participate is up to you."
Pugu Xingde nodded in agreement, then bowed his hands and left on his own.
A field of flying flowers diminishes spring, and thousands of fluttering winds make people sad.
Spring passes by in a hurry, and the beauty of the moment is not even time to be remembered, but it turns into sadness with the east wind.
Yang Zhaoxi and Monk Bujing left the temple and entered Heshang Winery. They specially asked the waiter to invite Xiao Man over so as to surprise the monk. However, after waiting for a while, the waiter came and said something hesitant:
Recently, some royal family members are coming to Luoyang, and Mr. Xiao Jingxiao of Henan Province is preparing a grand banquet to welcome them. Tianzhu dancers were called to Mingyi Fang to rehearse with the dancers from Zuo Jiao Fang and perform at that time.
I guess I rarely have any free time these days.
Yang Chaoxi's drunkenness suddenly diminished, so he had no choice but to play with his wine beards with Monk Bujing, share a bucket of wine, and then separate.
It was already late when we returned to the courtyard where the Beggar Gang settled in Nanshi. Xiaodouzi and Little Monkey, the sister and brother, had not taken a lunch break and were sweating profusely practicing their footwork, bodywork, and techniques.
However, in just a few days, the two of them had mastered the essentials. Every movement was accurate and orderly, which really amazed Yang Chaoxi:
These two sisters and brothers are very talented. If they are willing to study hard and practice hard, given time, they will be able to achieve success in martial arts!
After walking around the vegetable bed and entering the guest room, Yang Zhaoxi couldn't help but take out the pottery xun again and started blowing it.
What was played this time was two new pieces that I overheard while having a drink with Xiaoman that day: one was called "Spring Orioles' Song" and the other was called "Crow's Night Song". The tunes were both lingering and lingering.
Best suited for hypnosis with wine.
After blowing for a while, Yang Chaoxi was indeed drowsy. He didn't even take off his boots and shoes, fell down on the couch, and fell into a deep sleep.
I slept for an unknown amount of time. When I opened my eyes, the room was already dark. In the vegetable patch outside the window, unknown insects were humming happily.
There seemed to be a silhouette in front of him, with his back to the dim light coming from the window lattice, looking at him with a smile. The familiar breath spread out, filling the room, it was a long-lost smell!
Yang Chaoxi's heart was slightly warm, and the heavens were turning around. The innate and acquired Qi were poured into his eyes, and the outline appeared in front of his eyes in perfect detail: