Volume 4 Chapter 35

After decades of renovation and improvement, the water of wanquansheng river has been introduced into many underground channels of Liusha city.

Today's Liusha city has no shortage of water resources. It is planted with Populus euphratica. The former yellow sand city is green with murmuring water. The caravans riding Hutuo here in the distance, even the Chinese in the ancient Tang Zang country, have been used to call it the holy city of Tang Zang or the capital city of Tang Zang, rather than mentioning the name of the former Liusha city.

Because the queen, once loved by the people, liked banyan trees, so many tall banyan trees with pavilions could be seen in the streets and many courtyards.

At this time, among these banyan trees, there are some sparse cicadas.

This man, whose skin is soaked like rotten leather, looks at the sun greedily and shakes his head and sighs in the sparse cicada sound.

"Please let Mr. Gu in."

The old and hoarse voice rang again.

"Good."

A happy smile appeared on the man's face. Like meeting old friends, he dragged the chain and a body of stink towards the noisy yellow sedan chair, lifted the curtain and walked in like this.

In the slightly dark sedan chair sat a tall and powerful old man with purple face, wearing a khaki official robe.

The official clothes of Tang Zang are simple, without too many decorations. They are only distinguished by colors. This yellow color represents the color of the land of Tang Zang, and it's a member of the authentic.

"Mr. Gongsun, long time no see." The man looked at the first-class man, smiled and said seriously.

Tang Zang's Gongsun Jing also looked at the man. In the face of the man's filth, he didn't seem to notice it at all. He just smiled and said, "you look much better than I thought."

The man smiled and said, "you probably didn't expect that I would have another day."

Gongsun scenic spot nodded and said quietly: "I didn't think of What's more, I didn't expect that when Mr. Gu saw the sky again, it was the time when the queen mother of the virgin died. "

"It seems that you've had a good time these years, but I'm not very comfortable, and I still have the chance to see the sky again. But younger martial brother song, who died in your hands, has no chance to look at the sky and listen to the cicada's voice." The man looked at Gongsun Jing and said the last word, which made him roar like a flood. A very cold killing machine made all the red hoof horses under Tang Zang's heavy riding horse in the field hiss with fear.

The man's chest and abdomen suddenly contracted, and a crystal water sword with a peerless Qi machine came out of his mouth and hit Gongsun Jing in front of him.

The big yellow sedan car was split, and was hit by the huge soul force into flying pieces.

Gongsunjing sits down dispirited, a big hole appears in his chest, and the blood is flowing.

Looking at the sudden explosion of the car, looking at the decadent Gongsun Jing, "Gongsun!" Almost all of Tang Zang's heavy riders uttered a scream of horror.

They couldn't imagine that a prisoner who had been in the prison for many years could burst out such a terrible force, and could hit the extremely powerful practitioner in their eyes, Gongsun, to such an extent.

"Don't do it!"

But just as all of them were ready to rush towards the man, Gongsun Jing and other big sedans on the ground made a sound at the same time.

"Why don't you fight back?" The man frowned at the breathless Gongsun Jing and asked.

"If I fight back, how can I relieve Mr. Gu's resentment?" Gongsun Jing coughs his blood lightly and looks at the man and says, "before the Empress Dowager of Notre Dame leaves for Prajna temple, leave me a legacy of Zhao, let me pick you up, and let me tell you a word, vice president Xia hopes Mr. Gu to live well, and she also hopes you to live well."

"You ask me for your life?" The man frowned and looked at Gongsun Jing, who must have been unable to live. Some of them asked, "are you so noble?"

Gongsun Jingqiang looked at the man seriously and said: "it's not that I'm noble, but that I've experienced the chaos of Tang Tibet before the Queen Mother prayed for rain. I don't want my children to live in such a chaos. Please be considerate. "

"Since she has all gone to the Prajna temple, how serious is it?" "We are in a mess in the west?" the man said

"Very serious." Gongsun Jing looked at the man who was so smart and powerful that he did not need too much information to guess some situations. He nodded, "I'm not going to be able to do it. Lord LV will elaborate for you."

Screen with a breath finish this sentence, Gongsun Jingmeng dropped his head, no longer any anger.

The man looked at gongsunjing, shook his head, sighed, turned his head to look at the rest of the sedans, and said, "I want to take a bath and eat something well."

Next, he was a little worried, some helplessly shook his head, and added, "I'm afraid it's too greasy."

……

White snow like team began to leave the miracle like Prajna Buddha standing in the yellow sand and began to return.

The emperor of Fengxuan, with red eyes, once again bowed to the dense Grottoes on the cliff. When he got up, he was stunned.

He saw that zhenpilu, a powerful monk of Prajna, had also changed into a normal plain clothes, and the originally held Wujin Buddhist staff had also been put into a long wooden box and carried on his back. Beside him, however, was a little monk with a bald head who was also dressed in white. In his teens, he had a childlike face and dark eyes.

"Master, this is it?" Emperor Fengxuan couldn't help asking.

Zhenpilu nodded slightly and said, "this is Yunhai, my little younger martial brother. He also wants to go out and have a look. The master agreed, so he will follow me."

"I have met master Yunhai."

Although the bald monk was young, the emperor of Fengxuan knew exactly what kind of place Prajna temple was and what kind of people would come out of Prajna temple. So although he was sad, he couldn't help but rejoice for a moment, and he hurriedly and seriously saw the ceremony.

"We chose to be born, but most of Prajna's mages just want to be clean, so after we go out, we will no longer take the name of Prajna monk." Zhenpilu looked at the emperor Fengxuan and said in Hong's voice, "after going out, you can call us Mr. just as you call ordinary practitioners, so as not to attract more attention."

After a small meal, zhenpilu said: "since the master let empress dowager and the emperor enter the Prajna temple, he has politely expressed the meaning of acceptance and support. In addition, the majesty that empress dowager Dowager has established in these years and the impression of the Prajna temple to the world, so the overall situation will not need to worry too much."

Emperor Fengxuan nodded in silence.

"Look! Senior brother Xuanyuan! "

At this time, the young monk Yunhai with a childlike face suddenly gave out a cheering that was not in harmony with the atmosphere at the moment.

According to his eyes, Emperor Fengxuan was stunned again.

He saw a young white robed monk carrying a huge burden with a common ebony Buddhist staff, with a bamboo hat, coming out of a Buddhist temple across a deep stream with him.

The young white monk's face is very ordinary, but he is very kind and clean.

At a glance, it naturally produces a sense of inexplicable strong intimacy and goodwill.

Emperor Fengxuan thought the monk was extraordinary at a glance.

"Elder martial brother Yunhai, elder martial brother Pilu."

Seeing the sea of clouds and zhenpilu across the deep stream, the young white robed monk smiled awkwardly and saluted.

"Senior brother Xuanyuan, you were so miserable last two times, especially last time you were nearly blind. You came back after a hard time. You have to go for the third time." The sea of clouds is full of gifts, and crisply smiles.

Xuanyuan nodded: "there is no endless saying in the world. My Zen is in the pursuit of endless sand sea."

Zhenpilu also nodded and said solemnly, "be careful."

Xuanyuan also restrained his smile, watching zhenpilu salute again, and said: "elder martial brother, you should be more careful."

But the sea of clouds called out, "elder martial brother Xuanyuan, what can we find out about the endless sand sea? Even if there are real Buddhist traces, how about going out with us?"

Emperor Fengxuan hears the move in Yan's heart, but Xuanyuan shakes his head seriously and says, "Yunhai junior brother, no way."

Yunhai then waved: "see you later, senior brother Xuanyuan."

Xuanyuan smiled and waved across the deep stream: "goodbye."

True Pilu calmly looked at Xuanyuan and said, "I wish I could see you again."

Xuanyuan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "elder martial brother, since you have entered the world of mortals, can you not be so honest? Before you go far, you also say some auspicious words."

Zhenpilu looks at Xuanyuan and nods. He doesn't say much anymore. He turns around and walks out.

The sea of clouds leaped to catch up with him, and the emperor Fengxuan was slightly shocked that his steps were high and low, but he was a little lame.

"I was born like that, but it doesn't matter." However, Yunhai felt that emperor Fengxuan had some unusual eyes. He just turned his head and said with a smile, "master's words, body, leather bag."

"It doesn't matter." Looking at these people's indifference to life and death, Emperor Fengxuan realized and nodded, but he held the hand of Yunhai and walked out side by side.

Zen light shines like the sea.

……

Blue falling mausoleum, South Bank of Jingtian lake, in a nameless cottage.

Bi luobian military university worships Xu Buyi and cooks some lake fish in a marching iron pot.

Chopped pepper, thick sauce, scallion The ingredients are very strong and the fragrance is overflowing.

There are two pots of wine on the other pieces of red charcoal. The hair of this man is a little yellow. He is more than 50 years old. Next to him, there is an ancient Qin. It looks like a lonely Qin player dressed as a sacrifice of the military university, drinking while eating the fish with heavy flavor.

I've drunk a lot of wine, plus I've only drunk it in Qing Dynasty. Xu Bu Yi's eyes are turbid and sleepy.

He picked up another piece of fish, but seemed dissatisfied with it and put it in the pot again.

"It's rude not to enter."

He shook his head, reached for a flick, hissed, and a chopstick flew out with a horrible breath, and shot out of the grass.

There is a smell of blood.

"General Nanshan asked me to come to you."

But a slightly painful voice soon rang.

A burly, stoic looking young man walked into the grass and knelt down in front of him, covering his bleeding abdomen.

"Those in the Imperial City helped Nanshan dusk escape?" Xu Buyi looked at the stoic young sergeant and asked with a slight squint.

The young man shook his head. "I don't know."

"Don't know?" Xu Buyi sneered, "what do you want me to do in Nanshan dusk?