Chapter 150: The Monk Who Gave the Robe
Time travel is both exciting and scary, exciting is fresh, afraid of the unknown, and whether you can go back is also a big question.
This matter is like knocking over the five-flavor bottle in everyone's hearts, what kind of taste lingers in their hearts, it can be said that they have mixed feelings, seeing that Xiao Er has all the dishes, but no one has the appetite to move chopsticks.
After waiting for a long time, Meng Fang pursed his lips, grabbed a piece of beef and put it in his mouth: "Let's talk about it if you want to die or live, you have eaten all the overlord meals, and you are worried about whether you can go back."
Having said that, everyone just smiled, no one spoke, picked up the chopsticks and ate slowly, almost half of the meal was eaten by Meng Fang alone, Fang Youren, Xiao Qing and Mu Xi have long been immortals, it doesn't matter whether they eat or not, how much they eat or how little they eat, just taste something fresh.
After the meal, everyone glanced at each other, it was time to consider the practical problems when they were full of wine and food, the meal money was still a hurdle that could not be bypassed, Meng Fang's eyes rolled, he grabbed Luo Yun with one hand, held Lin Xin with the other, and smiled at Fang Youren: "Fang Daxian, I will trouble you to pay."
As soon as the words fell, the three of them disappeared in front of the dinner table, and when they reappeared in a corner behind the city, Meng Fang led the two to the rear of the city, with a smug smile on his face.
I wanted to find a place with few people, find someone to ask what kind of place this is, and what dynasty it was, but until he left the city, Meng Fang's heart began to be a little confused, and there was only a long stretch of yellow sand and Gobi in front of him, almost nothing else, and occasionally a few poplar trees could be seen isolated in the Gobi.
The desolate scene is very different from the prosperity that everyone saw in Dunhuang City before, Meng Fang couldn't help but sigh: "It turns out that this place was really so desolate in ancient times, when others did research before, they thought it was just our speculation."
The boundless and desolate desert, if you walk on two legs, it is simply looking for death, everyone has to get up and fly, and there is no human figure here, and there is no need to worry about being discovered, but in other words, even if it is discovered, it doesn't matter, in ancient times, if mortals saw someone flying in the sky, they would only think that it was a god, so they would kneel down and worship, and would not feel that there was anything wrong.
The speed of the flight was very fast, and the kung fu of half a pillar of incense passed through the desert Gobi, and soon arrived at a relatively prosperous city, Fang Youren was about to fall, but was stopped by Meng Fang: "Don't worry, this should be just a small city, since it is ancient, we have to go to the capital."
Everyone listened in the air, and Fang Youren was noncommittal about this, and smiled: "You're right, but even according to what you say, we have to know the direction of this capital, otherwise we won't be like headless flies."
Everyone listened, nodded their heads and should be, but it was too dazzling to fall in the city, everyone discussed it, and decided to go through the city tower, to the back of the city to land, this city is not like Dunhuang in general, the population difference between the two gates is very large, the population in and out here is about the same, it seems more normal.
Found a relatively remote corner outside the city, everyone fell to the ground, suddenly behind an exclamation, and everyone looked back at the same time, it turned out that there was a woodcutter behind when it landed, I thought there was no one in the forest, so no one looked carefully, and the whole process of everyone floating on the ground was seen by the woodcutter.
Where did the woodcutter think that someone would fall from the sky, subconsciously screamed, even he alarmed the other party, but the woodcutter did not feel afraid, carefully looked at the crowd, and asked: "Dare to ask a few immortals to come here, why do you want to do it?"
Everyone was stunned, they never thought that a mortal would see such a thing beyond their imagination, and they didn't feel scared at all, Fang Youren smiled slightly.
Since you are not afraid, it is much easier to ask anything: "Dare to ask Your Excellency, where is this, and where is the imperial capital?"
The woodcutter who fell from the sky did not surprise him, but it was Fang Youren's question that surprised him, his eyes looked at everyone like a monster, and he looked at everyone again: "With all due respect, a few people who seem to be from the Central Plains don't know where my Tang Emperor is, it's really strange."
Several people were stunned, smiled similarly, and didn't need to ask any more questions later, so they said goodbye to the woodcutter.
The strongest dynasty in the world, the Tang Dynasty, the capital is naturally in Chang'an or Luoyang, the capital of the gods.