The two of them looked at each other and felt a chill running down their backs.
Xiao Man composed himself and said, "Perhaps Saint Aunt was afraid that you would misunderstand me and think I was captured by Na Tian Hua. She also didn't want you to know about the Zoroastrian plan, so she pretended to be my identity and left you a note."
Yang Zhaoxi nodded hesitantly at first, and then quickly shook his head: "I didn't have time to look at it more at the time. But when I think about it carefully today, the handwriting is beautiful and has the style of a famous artist. It is quite different from your handwriting and the writing style of Miss Xiaomu."
The styles are also very different. May I ask if there was anyone traveling with you that day when you left in a hurry?"
Xiaoman hesitated for a moment, then hesitantly said: "This, this is a secret in the religion... But it has been a long time since the incident, and the saint has never treated you as an outsider... Thinking about it, it does not violate the rules of the religion... Take it with you.
The people I left the city with were the Yaori Protector and the brothers in the sect. They escorted me out of the city, then got into the carriage prepared by the Tianji Protector and rushed to Chang'an overnight."
Yang Zhaoxi suddenly realized: "It turns out to be Zhang Songyue and Zhang Wuhou. After we settled in that building, he did come here twice. I didn't know it at the time, but he was the Dharma protector of your sect. Now that I think about it, there are many people related to him in the city recently.
Everything is closely related to the Zoroastrian religion. Unfortunately, he has been captured by Wang Jin's minions, and now I don't know whether he is dead or alive."
Xiaoman couldn't help but be silent when he heard the words. He suddenly made a flame with his hands and prayed devoutly: "Ahura Mazda, the omniscient, omnipotent, immortal God! Saint Shaila Worthy, I would like to serve as my servant and burn the flames."
My heart is fragrant, I pray that those who are suffering will find peace, and I pray that those who are trapped in a tiger's den will escape!"
After praying, Xiao Man bowed to the ground, knelt and kowtowed nine times toward the west, and then slowly stood up. However, he heard Yang Chaoxi turning to the door and yelling: "Who is sneaking around there?"
"Master...it's me. Disciple pays homage to Master, Master." However, the little monkey came in from the door very reluctantly. Seeing that the eavesdropping was exposed, he simply bowed his hands respectfully.
Hearing the word "Senior Aunt", Xiao Man suddenly smiled. Yang Zhaoxi looked strange, but he couldn't find anything to blame. He cleared his throat and said, "Little monkey, why do you want to be a master?"
The little monkey immediately stood up straight and shouted: "Last time, Sister Qin, the one who came with Master, just took a young monk to the backyard. The young monk was so rude that he wanted to put Xiaoxue away.
Drop! He said, 'God has the virtue of good life, animals are also living beings, and all living beings have Buddha nature, so they cannot be tortured, killed or injured at will'... Luo Li is long-winded. If I don't let him let go, he will fight me... The disciple is scared.
, I came to find the master..."
Yang Chaoxi couldn't laugh or cry, so he could only comfort himself and said: "Yes, yes! If you can fight, fight, if you can't fight, run away. It's not a waste of time to teach you! I'll let you go to the backyard, that flat-haired beast, you really can't do that."
Release."
Xiao Man looked at this pair of strange masters and disciples with great interest: "Master, what kind of bird is 'Xiao Xue'? How about Xiao Man joining you to see it?"
Yang Zhaoxi had already stood up and said as he walked: "That is a falcon that was captured a few days ago. It has just begun to awaken its spiritual wisdom and is very understanding of human nature. If you want to see it, come over with us..."
After a while, the three of them went around to the backyard and saw that Tan Ming had untied the rope from the falcon. Tan Qing raised her eyebrows and scolded Tan Ming while preventing him from letting go. The two brothers attacked and defended each other.
They were shouting and yelling, and most of the yard was filled with the sound of the two arguing.
Yang Zhaoxi was about to dissuade him, but Xiaoman got in front of him. His light and graceful figure actually separated Tan Ming from the falcon. He stared at the falcon and said in surprise: "What a majestic big bird!
Mr. Yang, when did you tame him? Geez!"
Yang Zhaoxi immediately put her hand on her forehead and looked slightly embarrassed: Uh, big bird... big bird, just big bird! Sure enough, a foreign woman didn't know the pun meaning of "big bird" in China. But she saw little joy on Xiaoman's face.
Zi Sheng, who seemed to have a rare and strange appearance, flew up and down with his hands, quickly tied up the falcon, and then secretly praised "Wonderful". He couldn't help but admire Xiao Man's quick wit.
Tan Ming frowned and said displeasedly: "Amitabha! Sister Xiaoman, it is difficult to avoid the consequences of past causes and today's consequences. If you abuse living beings like this, you will fall into the realm of animals in your next reincarnation and suffer the same whipping knife."
The punishment of the wok.”
Tan Qing wanted to continue scolding Tan Ming, but when he saw that Xiaoman had intervened, he swallowed the words "Shut up" on Huandao's lips. He said with a smile in anger: "Ha! Sister Saint, my sister and brother are going to have more babies."
Do you need Zoroastrianism to distinguish right from wrong when it comes to disputes? Are you being too lenient?"
When Tan Ming saw the sarcasm in her sister's words, she finally noticed that there seemed to be some discord between the two. Although he had no ill feelings towards Xiao Man, Tan Qing was his sister after all, so he didn't need to think too much before he spoke in favor of his own camp: "Xiao Man
Sister, what my sister said makes sense. You should decide your own affairs and do not need outsiders to tell you what to do. Moreover, this falcon has extraordinary spirituality. Its cry is sad and angry, and it is obvious that it wants to escape. I just want to help it escape.
It can be considered a meritorious deed, so please don’t stop it without any reason!”
Xiaoman was attacked by two people's words, and Yurong was slightly angry: "What a pair of sharp-tongued sisters and brothers! I just praised Mr. Yang's big bird, and then he was criticized with guns and sticks. If I bleed this big bird
If I remove my hair and eat meat after roasting it, why don’t I get punched to death by the two of you?”
Tan Qing naturally knew the origin of the falcon. Just then, Tan Ming heard the bird song and dragged her to the backyard to check, only to find out that the falcon was tied here by the Beggar Gang. Although she didn't know what was going on, she didn't know what was going on.
He dared to allow his brother to let him go, so he tried every means to dissuade him. Unexpectedly, this little barbarian couldn't help but drive Tan Ming away first. His own brother could beat and scold him, but he would never allow others to bully him. So,
The enemy's heart suddenly arises, and the desire to protect one's shortcomings suddenly arises!
Tan Qing made a "swish" sound, drew out the long sword from his waist, and said coldly: "After all, you just can't tolerate my sister and brother in your eyes. We didn't decide the winner that day, so I'll see you here today."
A true chapter!"
Xiaoman saw that Tan Ming was also opening his fists, as if he wanted to teach her a lesson with two against one. Immediately, his face dropped like water, his arms reached behind his waist, and he took out the flail stick. The three of them collided with each other, as if there was something wrong.
Invisible sparks burst out, and the situation was about to break out.
Yang Chaoxi smiled bitterly in his heart, and had no choice but to pick up a dead branch, stand among the three of them and said: "We are all children of the world, why can't we sit down and talk in peace and harmony? If we are going to meet each other in war, Xiaodao will have no choice but to accompany them.
It’s a good move!”
When Qin Qing and Xiao Man saw him jumping out to break up the fight again, they couldn't help but think of the time a few days ago when they had a fight in Qin's house and knocked him down under the pavilion. They both felt a little guilty in their hearts. So they returned their swords.
Sheath, stick back, just glared at each other, but they had no intention of fighting.
Yang Zhaoxi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "Little Master Zhiyuan! This falcon has been severely injured by me, and I had killed it long ago. It was because its spiritual power had just begun to develop, and it was a pity to kill it, so it was tied here.
To transform their wild nature, and secondly to eliminate their violent temper. If a person violates the law, he must be imprisoned and exiled; if an animal hurts someone wantonly, he should be punished with a small punishment or a big warning. Therefore, you only know the first one but not the second, so you will inevitably misunderstand us.
Intention. Besides, this falcon is not an ordinary spiritual bird or beast, but a demon cultivator who has only just glimpsed the door."
When several people heard this, they were all shocked: This big bird covered in dust and shaped like a wooden chicken was actually a demon cultivator?!
It was as if Tan Ming was enlightened. He knew that it was because of his own good thoughts, so he was indiscriminate and only thought about accumulating merit, but ignored the cause and effect of the matter. The Buddha said that doing one good deed every day is to keep people with good thoughts, but it is not a mechanical application.
, treat doing good deeds as a lesson like chanting sutras and ringing bells...
When he thought of this, Tan Ming smiled, clasped his hands to Yang Chaoxi and said, "That's good! Zhiyuan thanks Master Yang for his enlightenment. It's just that this demon cultivator..."
After all, Tan Ming was young and still had a childlike innocence. He was about to dig deeper and find out the origin of the falcon. However, he saw that everyone had turned their heads and looked at a woman in ragged clothes with a scar on her face.
The woman bowed respectfully and said: "Elder Yang, distinguished guests, Leader Long has set up a banquet in the main hall. I would like to invite you all to come to the front yard and have a drink and talk."
Yang Chaoxi hurriedly clasped her fists and returned the gift: "Qi Zhangbo, thank you for your troubles! I will go back to the guest room to tidy up, and I will be there later."
Several people went back to the guest rooms, freshened up briefly, and then all went to the front yard.
At this time, twilight is gathering, the sun is sinking over the western mountains, and the sky is filled with stars. A thin layer of light shines down, and the cool night sky is like water, which makes the few people look handsome and graceful.
Tan Ming stared at Xiaoman for a long time before holding back a sentence: "It turns out that sister Xiaoman is so beautiful! It's like the Goddess of Mercy has appeared in this world."
Xiaoman smiled sweetly: "Your sister is beautiful and beautiful, and everyone pities her. Why don't you turn around and praise her! If you don't praise well, be careful of spanking you at night. Hehe!"
Tan Qingqing glanced at the two of them, then turned his attention to the figure in front of him, but rarely ignored Xiaoman's teasing.
Everyone gathered in the main hall, and the guests and hosts were seated. The tables were filled with wine and food. Although there were not many dishes, the portions were large and sufficient. The roasted mutton alone filled a large plate. Several people present could see the bowls in their hands.
, kept swallowing saliva.
The leader of the Beggar Gang, Long Zaitian, stood up and said a few polite words, and everyone started the banquet. Niu Zhangbo grabbed a wine bearded man from nowhere, and the originally deserted scene suddenly became lively. Long Zaitian and Liu Xiaomu each took the lead.
A team was drinking against each other, playing guessing games, and it was very lively. After the food and wine were finished, several buckets of fine wine were drained, the moon was already high, and the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves.
Everyone swayed and dispersed noisily, going back to rest in various places. Soon, the sound of high and low snoring could be heard in the courtyard.
Yang Chaoxi stumbled with his left foot and his right foot, then connected his right foot with his left foot. He finally stumbled back to the guest room and collapsed on the wooden couch, already very drunk.
When he vaguely heard the beggar helping him back, he closed the wooden door, and the footsteps gradually moved away. Then he climbed up again, sat down and adjusted his breath, practicing his luck. The misty look between his eyes,
It quickly dissipated. Only a pair of star eyes remained, shining brightly in the dark house.
"suddenly--"
A ray of red light flashed in from the window sash, and appeared in front of the couch into a beautiful woman. Charmingly said with a smile: