Galloping horses and traveling the world.

Since meeting the tree elder and the flower fairy, the next two days have been relatively calm both day and night.

Hurried for days.

After passing through Huayi County, Longcheng County, and Shuiyun County, I finally saw Tianwu County on the evening of the third day.

The county town is towering into the clouds, majestic and abnormal, like a city falling from the sky, simple and magnificent, full of the vicissitudes of time.

"It's finally here. ”

Yang Chang'an stood on his horse, looking at the majestic city from afar, with a smile on his face.

This smile dispelled most of the fatigue on his face.

After drinking the Flower Fairy Hundred Flowers Brew, he is now physically strong, not as before.

But after three days of traveling, although the body was strong, the spirit was a little tired.

However, after seeing the city again, everything was comfortable.

Through the moat, into the city, into the eyes into the eyes is endless prosperity and prosperity.

The scenery of the three cities of Jiuqu is beautiful, and the flowers are full of brocade faces.

The streets where the ten troikas are not crowded are bustling with people, all kinds of people, and the shops on both sides of the street are lined with the sound of selling one after another.

"The purchase of medicinal herbs is at a good price. ”

"After counting the affairs of the world, I will come to the first cabinet. ”

"Good cloth, keep warm and cold!"

Yang Changan led the horse and strolled on this prosperous street, faintly giving him an illusion, as if he had broken into the Qingming Shanghe map.

Although I have the memory of "Yang Chang'an" in my mind, what I saw with my own eyes brought about a different perception and impact.

He looked at it all with pleasure and curiosity.

"Childe, it's a long journey, the meat buns that have just come out of the oven are fragrant, do you want to have a few?"

"Childe, the best jade jade bracelet, buy a pair and give it to your sweetheart. ”

"The best sword, the son is a scholar, and he should be equipped with a red sandalwood Wenhua sword to keep the high school lifter. ”

There was constant shouting along the road.

Yang Changan just shook his head with a smile, and along the way, he appreciated the flowers and lands of another world.

As the memories in his brain continue to be confirmed, collided, and fused, at this moment, he seems to have truly melted into this world.

The pace under his feet became more and more calm.

Look ahead and walk towards your destination.

Yang's Mansion!

It's in the middle of the main street, where it's the most prosperous.

Covering an area of 100 acres, the terrain is open, and a pair of mighty stone lions in front of the mansion are high-spirited and broad-headed, all of which show the domineering spirit of the owner of the mansion.

Looking at the vermilion gate, Yang Changan couldn't help but think of a poem by "Bai Juyi": "Who started the first house, on the side of Zhumen Avenue......?

He didn't feel much in his heart, just emotion.

Shaking his head, he walked forward.

"Third Young Master!"

In front of the gate, a servant immediately greeted him and took the horse rope in Yang Changan's hand, his eyes were sharp, full of energy, and his spirit was very extraordinary, like a soldier who had experienced a hundred battles.

The door servants are like this, all of which show the power and strength of the powerful general Yang Pan from the side.

Yang Pan sits in a state, holds heavy troops, and has monstrous power, and the entire Guzhou can be divided into half, even if the big man on the surface preaches that the king is polite to him, it can be seen that his strength is very extraordinary.

"Uncle Liu, hard work!"

Yang Changan said a word to the doorman, took a deep breath, and walked in.

Following the memory, I came to my room.

After changing his clothes, he thought about it and prepared to go to Jingzhai Pavilion.

"Yang Chang'an's" mother's name is "Xianjing", she is the third lady in the house, and she lives in Jingzhai Pavilion.

Since he has crossed over, Yang Changan has taken over all the causes and effects of "Yang Changan", and this time he will do his filial piety.

After all, you can only come back once a month, so it's good to go and see it.

The Yang Mansion extends in all directions, the pavilions are magnificent, and the smoke is shrouded in smoke everywhere, and it is like a fairyland.

The lotus pond of the building, the small spring flowing water, the mountains and rocks, the strange flowers and plants, show the tranquility of the Yang Mansion.

The thousand-year-old incense sandalwood is the beam, the crystal jade is the lamp, the gold and stone are paved with different sand, and the spices are cherished and the cigarettes are lit, showing the luxury of the Yang Mansion.

Walking through several gardens and verandahs, Yang Changan came to Jingzhai Pavilion.

He was about to go in to say goodbye, but was stopped by someone outside the door.

"Third Young Master, you can't enter!"

"Why?"

"Madame has instructed that no one should enter, not even you. ”

The doorman looked helpless, and while stopping Yang Changan, he also maintained a due respect.

"Oh, when did my mother say that?"

Yang Changan frowned, after all, he had just come last month.

"Madame ordered it three days ago, and she said that she should recite the scriptures with peace of mind and not want to be disturbed by outsiders. ”

The doorman told the truth.

Ten years ago, Xian Jing went out to meet a Buddhist master, and since then, she has never been out of Jingzhai Pavilion, knocking on wooden fish and reciting scriptures every day.

"Recite the scriptures with peace of mind?"

Yang Changan muttered suspiciously, Xian Jing used to chant the scriptures day and night, but he didn't see the closed door.

Just when he was puzzled, there was a "squeak", but the door was pushed open, and then a light voice came from his ear: "Third Young Master, Madam asked me to hand over this Buddha bag to you." ”

There was a young girl standing in front of the door, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with delicate facial features, a white face, and a white dress that set off her spirit.

Xiao Ling, the third lady's demure personal maid.

"Xiaoling, my mother is fine. ”

Yang Changan smiled at the visitor and said softly.

"Madame, everything is fine, don't read it, young master. ”

Xiao Ling smiled gently, and handed over the Buddha bag, its color was bright yellow, and it was covered with mysterious lines.

"What do you have to say to me?"

Yang Changan asked.

"Madame told you to be sure to bring it with you!"

Xiao Ling admonished.

Yang Changan took the Buddha bag and rubbed it in his hand, always feeling that this Buddha bag full of lines gave him a feeling that was somewhat similar to "The Theory of Strategy".

Curious, he cast a magical power.

After watching it, he found that this Buddha bag was actually golden and shining.

Looking at the room where the sutra was chanted quietly, it was also glowing with golden light, but it was not as dazzling as the golden light of the Buddha bag in his hand.

"Golden light, is this the Buddha's light?"

Yang Changan was immediately moved, at this time, he didn't understand that his mother was actually a Dharma cultivator with Buddhism.

"Young master, this is something that Madame has spent ten years praying for you, you must take it away. ”

Xiao Ling said solemnly.

Seeing Yang Changan nodded, she said again: "If the young master is fine, go back, Madame will take care of me." ”

"Okay, I'm glad I was a little spirit. ”

"Unfortunately, bitter. Xiao Ling smiled slightly, turned around, pushed the door and entered the house, she was brought from her mother's house by Xianjing, Yang Changan was also relieved.

Looking at her disappearing back, Yang Changan also turned around and left here.

As soon as I returned to my room, there was a knock on the door.

The sound is very loud, and it seems to be urgent to listen to, but it is actually very impolite.

Who?

Yang Changan frowned and walked over to open the door.