232 Inside and outside the Imperial City, welcome in the middle of the road

The torture brought by "Long Night" swordsman has a deep understanding this time, he was very proud before, and people who don't have insomnia don't know how difficult it is to have a long night, just with the quality of his sleep, it is a person whose head is on the pillow. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

But this night, the swordsman could only hold his cheeks, and on the bed over there, as soon as the fake bone elf woke up, he had to be responsible for knocking people unconscious.

In this way, in one night, she woke up four times, and the swordsman also knocked her unconscious four times.

The morning bell bursts, and the ancient temple Buddha sounds. Early the next morning, before the pilgrims arrived, the temple had already started its morning class for the day. This will not change no matter who lives in the temple.

"Master Void!" The swordsman had big dark circles under his eyes, and he hadn't slept all night: "Is there anything in the Huasheng Temple that can tie people's hands and feet, such as a gold rope?" ā€

If he remembered correctly, the last time he was in his daughter's village, Dapeng came to the door, and the spear that the Dragon Prince carried with him became a golden rope. It was only now that the swordsman faintly regretted it, knowing that he had said that he would bring the Dragon Prince at that time.

Now, it's just a matter of using local materials. Hopefully, there should be similar objects in such a large Huasheng Temple to solve his urgent needs.

Master Kongdu was silent for a long time, looking like he was recalling if there was anything similar in their temple, "Shaoxia used it to control the bone elves?" ā€

"Hmm", the swordsman was slandering in his heart, didn't you ask knowingly, since you know my difficulties, you still have to talk to me about these idle articles!

It is worthy that there is a teacher and there must be an apprentice, and Xiaoyaosheng is completely following the empty Zen master.

The answer given by Zen Master Kongdu was also disappointment, "There is no such thing in the Avatar Temple. ā€

Come on, the swordsman smiled bitterly, and the worst outcome was nothing more than that.

"Master, we don't have that kind of treasure, but do we still have a talisman?" The little monk standing next to Master Kongdu touched his reflective head and said.

Not to mention, the morning sun shone on the monk's reflective head, as if it was covered with a thin layer of light mist.

It's like the sun is setting, looking at the burning red candle from afar.

These words suddenly ignited the extinguished hope in the swordsman's heart, and a sense of relief flooded again: "Master Kongdu, what this little master said is true?" ā€

Zen Master Kongdu looked at the young man in front of him steadily, and then realized that the swordsman was really not light, such a heavy dark circle, he shouldn't have slept all night: "What the disciple said is true, but the old man didn't think of it for a while." ā€

Isn't it still possible to restrain hands and feet?

"Huiyuan, take this young man to get some talismans!" Zen Master Kongdu tilted his head sideways and said to the little monk.

"Amitabha", Huiyuan nodded, and put on a gesture of invitation to the swordsman: "Donor, please come with me." ā€

The swordsman smiled, feeling that a big stone in his heart had finally settled, and he followed a few steps, and suddenly seemed to think of something again, stopped his steps, turned around, and said to the Kongdu Zen master: "Please help me take care of the bone elf, I will come when I go." ā€

Saying this, I was afraid of causing panic among the monks in the temple, and the demonic situation of the Zen Master Kongdu also knew about it, as long as she said such a sentence, she couldn't set off any strong winds and waves.

"Donor, please wait here for a moment." The little monk Huiyuan went into a meditation room. The swordsman knew that this was a place where people put rune paper, and it was not an outsider who could enter and exit casually.

So, he stopped and waited outside the house. But this doesn't mean that he is idle, after all, the taste of having something in his heart is not pleasant.

After a while, the little monk walked out, holding a pile of yellow rune paper in his hand, the red cinnabar handwriting on it was crooked, for a layman like the swordsman, there was no difference from the rune paper that Xiaoyaosheng gave him before.

The swordsman respectfully took the talisman, as happy as if he had received a life talisman.

However, there was a hint of doubt in his mind, and after thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't help but ask: "Little Master Huiyuan, Huasheng Temple is a holy place for Buddhism, how can there be so many rune papers?" ā€

If the talisman paper that Xiaoyaosheng gave him in the past is nothing, then what about today's talisman! This is just what he sees, and there may be many runes that he can't see!

Generally speaking, these runes are supposed to be something that can only be used when they appear with some copper coin sword. It should be those bull-nosed old Taoists, uh, no, the treasures of Taoist disciples.

Since the little monk Huiyuan could think of something that Zen Master Kongdu couldn't react to for a while, he naturally understood what the swordsman said, so he simply answered him: "There is a disciple in the temple, before he became a monk, he used to be a Taoist priest, so he came and went, and the Huasheng Temple gradually had the habit of making rune paper. Don't be surprised. ā€

"Oh, no, no." The swordsman smiled and waved his hand, the integration of Buddhism and Taoism is still quite good, just like today, without the amulet, that is what will kill him.

"The juniors are disturbed a lot, so they will leave the Huasheng Temple." The swordsman squinted at the bone elf who was fixed by him motionless, not to mention how happy it was.

"Amitabha!" Everyone clasped their hands together and watched the swordsmen disperse until they left the temple gate.

Master Xuanzang is a royal brother! The swordsman smiled at this excitement, and he was going to make it up. Moreover, he is also entrusted by others, and he should be loyal to others.

The bone elf was temporarily placed in the Temple of Transformation by him, and with the amulet, she would not cause trouble for the masters, saving him from getting in the way with such a demon who wanted to take his life at any time, not to mention, there was a possibility of death if he was not careful.

On the official road outside the Imperial City of Chang'an, it was bustling, and the swordsmen were squeezed into a hurry, and they couldn't help complaining: "As for it!" Overcrowded. ā€

The good deed next to him immediately interjected: "Little brother, you can't say that, this is the royal brother of today's saint, the royal brother travels, then of course our people are welcome!" ā€

The corner of the swordsman's mouth twitched, and he was embarrassed to refute again, so he could only follow the public's wishes, "Yes, yes, welcome to the sandwich." "Cut, welcome again, haven't you heard that people are crowded and people are squeezed to death!

On the official road, several tall horses slowly opened the way, and all the people sitting on them were the emperor's imperial guards, and the swordsman had a relationship with many of them when he followed Cheng Yanjin into and out of the air before. Although it was only a passing one, it did not prevent the swordsmen from recognizing them, because the distinctive emblem on the armor on their bodies was very representative.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" The people suddenly fell to the ground one by one, and in an instant, the swordsman who reacted half a beat slowly stood out from the crowd, not to mention how conspicuous it was.

He only felt that his face was red and white, and his expression in his life might not have been so rich.