"Amitabha, master~!"

The Shaolin Heroes Conference came to an end in Shaolin's decision to send troops to Daliao, seeing that the sun was already setting, and the heroes did not dare to stay longer, for fear of being misunderstood and having an affair with Shaolin, so they left quickly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ghost Yin also left with him, but he deliberately walked very slowly. Others thought that he couldn't walk fast because of the fetters of the cage, and they didn't think much about it, but the Xuanzi No. 1 on the side knew that the ghost yin was not walking slowly, but waiting for someone.

"Coming?" On the mountainside of Mt. Shaomuro, Hyun Eun slowly walked out.

"Master, where should Shaolin go? Amitabha. Reciting the Buddha's name, Xuan En looked like a high-ranking monk, but what he said was really not flattering.

"Xiao Feng lives in Shaolin, Xiao Yuanshan and his wife are casual, and with the Xiao family, these three people will definitely be wary of you. So don't do anything, just dismiss the children under the age of twelve in Shaolin, and then organize the people and horses to go to the Liao army's march route that Xiao Feng said on the same day to ambush. ”

"By the way, Xiao must be suspicious of your approach, and you don't have to pay attention to it. If they want to interfere in the march, you will give them the power and say nothing, do nothing, and wait until the army is defeated. ”

Tossing and turning around several worlds, if the ghost yin can't even handle Xiao Feng, then what is it? As long as Shaolin dares to go to the Liao army, it will be a dead end over there, no matter who is in charge of the army!

"My subordinates understand." Hyun Eun nodded.

"If the Shaolin army is defeated, Xiao Feng will inevitably resist the Liao army to the death, so don't pay attention to it. Wait, you just have to wait, and when the Liao army kills Xiao Feng and surrenders to Shaolin, you can surrender. ”

To put it mildly, Ghost Yin had already convicted Xiao Feng of the death penalty, but Xuan Zi No. 1 and Xuan En beside Ghost Yin didn't seem to have any surprises. If the ghost yin doesn't even have this ability, how can he be their master? So for Xiao Feng's death, he is very calm.

But Xiao Feng's matter was faced indifferently, and the matter of Shaolin's surrender to Liao made Xuan En breathe in a breath of cold air in front of Ghost Yin.

"What? Have you spent more time in Shaolin, and have you made Shaolin your own home? Can't get started? ”

Seeing Xuan Ci inhaling cold air, Ghost Yin asked with a smile. It's just that Shaolin descended to Liao, and Shaolin's reputation was completely wiped out, and this kind of thing is also worth absorbing cold air?

"The master forgives the sins, the master forgives the sins!" Seeing Ghost Yin laughing, Xuan En suddenly came to his senses, and was so anxious that he just broke out in a cold sweat, and then knelt down in front of Ghost Yin and kept kowtowing.

If you don't kowtow, if you don't kowtow, Xuan En dares to guarantee that he will definitely move his head in the next moment!

"Hmph, it's good to know that you're guilty." Glancing at Xuan Eun, Ghost Yin carried his cage slowly down the mountain.

"Okay, you are also the abbot of a temple now, how can you kneel casually? If you are a good student, you can go back and do what I have entrusted you with. ”

At sunset, the body of the ghost yin is covered with a layer of light red, and others are wrapped in a light red color, which makes people feel that it is unfathomable. But that pale red color is enveloped in the ghost yin, but for some reason, Xuan En always has another feeling besides the unfathomable.

A feeling of demons and monsters, this feeling lingered in his heart.

"Uncle."

Murong Fu was a little afraid to see the ghost yin, because his father appeared and said a lot of bad things about the ghost yin, so when facing the ghost yin, he always had a feeling that he had to be seen through. But if you don't face that, it's even worse, what did you gather people for a few days ago? Isn't it just to rescue the ghost yin? Therefore, at the foot of Shaomuro Mountain, it was difficult for a long time to decide whether to see the hell or not.

Of course, his plate is just the hesitation in his heart, since it is under the Shaomu Mountain, then his body has already made a decision for himself.

At this time, watching the ghost yin slowly walk down the mountain dragging his huge cage, Murong Fu hurriedly stepped forward to pay respects.

"It's Murong's nephew, get up, what's the matter, wait for me here?" Seeing that Murong Fu was waiting for him, Ghost Yin waved his hand and helped Murong Fu who knelt on one knee to see Murong Fu up, and then asked deliberately.

"I haven't seen my uncle for many days, but I am overjoyed to see Murong today, so I am waiting here, and by the way, I will let people prepare a carriage for my uncle, so that I can hurry."

"I have a heart, but this cage weighs 30,000 catties, and I'm afraid your carriage won't be used. Moreover, there are already people in the Smoke and Rain Pavilion who are going to prepare, so they must be here later. ”

Looking at the sky, Ghost Yin waved his hand. But I didn't expect his sentence of 30,000 catties to really scare everyone.

30,000 catties, is that still within the reach of manpower?

"By the way, your father must have met with you, right?" Ghost Yin suddenly spoke again.

"Uncle's eyes are like torches."

Every time he thought of what his father Murong Bo said to him, saying that Ghost Yin was a real villain, Murong Fu felt a little weak.

"He must have scolded me, called me a heinous devil, right?"

"Hehehe..."

"Sure enough, I guessed it, but he was not there, fifty steps and a hundred steps," Seeing Murong Fu like this, Ghost Yin condemned Murong Bo to death, but his face still did not change and the smile was like spring. And while he was laughing, a few pairs of carriages and horses slowly walked in the distance, and after approaching, Murong Fu couldn't help but be speechless.

The whole sixteen horses are all good horses in a thousand miles, but these sixteen horses only pull one or two carts, more than 20 wheels in front and back, built by King Kong, and are more than six meters long, this kind of formation is indeed a bit appalling in the Song Dynasty.

"Let's get in the car." Looking at the frame coming, the yellow silk curtain above, Ghost Yin carried the cage and walked to the inside of the yellow silk in a squeak, while Murong Fu was still a little dazed outside. So looking at Murong Fu in a daze, Ghost Yin reminded.

"Ah, uh, here it is." Without thinking about it anymore, Murong Fu also hurriedly got into the car. Just got into the car, but Murong Fu saw that Ghost Yin had attracted some wood chips from nowhere, and after a while, the wood chips turned into several quaint tables and stools in a blink of an eye.

"Virtuous nephew, sit by yourself." While pouring those pieces of wood, Ghost Yin made a statement to make Murong Fu feel free.

"Yes."

When the frame walked, such a large frame obviously did not have a trace of shaking, which made Murong Fu even more surprised. It's just that this is the world of martial arts, and Ghost Yin can't take out those trucks or flying machines so that God won't trouble him directly, otherwise just recently, Murong Fu will also be stupid, and then dementia.

"Virtuous nephew, at this time, the Great Song Dynasty has been chaotic and strife, there is a great Liao sweeping the world in the north, the whole army of the Northwest Xixia is eyeing the North Zhang, and the Tibetan in the west is even more resolute, at this time, it seems that everyone is ready to immigrate to the Great Song Dynasty, and that Dali is in my hands at this time. Virtuous nephew, the opportunity has come. ”

Xuanzi No. 1 served tea to the two, and Ghost Yin looked at the teacup and talked eloquently about this Murong Fu.

"This is the kindness of my uncle, Murong will not dare to forget it in this life!"

Kneeling on his knees, Murong Fu faced the ghost yin is three rings, and the ghost yin did not push back, and also suffered these three rings.

After three rings, Ghost Yin looked at Murong Fu.

"Virtuous nephew, the background of the Great Song Dynasty is not as superficial as you know, do you know that the Great Song Dynasty seems to be in danger at this time, but do you know? In fact, in my opinion, the Liao army will be defeated! The disaster of the whole country of Tubo came to exterminate the people! Western Xia also had the disaster of extinction! ”

"This?" Murong Fu was puzzled, but more disbelieving.

"Don't believe me? Do you know how powerful my Smoke and Rain Pavilion is, whether it's light or dark? ”

"Little nephew doesn't know."

"At this time, I smoke and rain pavilion, and the armor is 120,000 in addition to the 40,000 who died."

"Hiss~!"

"My shops all over the country can raise seven million taels of silver at a time."

"Hiss~!"

"Dali is in my pocket, Xixia is my former slave, my intelligence network is all over the world, even what the emperor Lao'er eats today, I know it clearly."

Murong Fu was silent, the power of the Smoke and Rain Pavilion made him not know what to think, his head was blank at this time, and there was no room for imagination.

"But I'm still not five points sure that Da Song will be repeated, you know, why?"

"Why?" Murong Fu asked without thinking about it.

"First, I am not the material to be the emperor, I can only be a strategist. Second, the emperor of the dynasty even had soldiers, and he had millions of soldiers at this time, but did you see it? The Liao army had just crossed the Yellow River, and at this time, Emperor Lao'er had already spot-checked the people in various places, and directly formed a team of one million soldiers. At this time, although he was still beaten by the Liao army and had no power to fight back, this also made me clearly know the background of the Great Song Dynasty. ”

Silence, Murong Fu fell silent. Ghost Yin also stopped talking, quietly waiting for Murong Fu's answer.

"Master, we're at the helm." In the middle of the night, the sound of Xuanzi No. 1 came from outside the car.

"Uncle, if you want to kill Song Fuyan, you must be surrounded by smoke everywhere, and the emperor's order can't get out of the Forbidden City!"

Suddenly, Murong Fu stood up and spoke very firmly to this ghost yin.

"Well, it seems that you have come to your senses." Reaching out and taking out a token and throwing it to Murong Fu, Ghost Yin laughed appreciatively.

"This is the order of my Yanyu Pavilion, it's yours at this time, I'm tired, I plan to go to a house on Fujian Road to live a dull life, unless you ascend the throne one day and want me to go to the party, don't bother me."

"Also, Dali and Western Xia will send troops to the Great Song Dynasty, you don't have to pay attention to these two countries, they will all attack the whole country in the near future, and when they reach the Great Song Dynasty, they will inevitably destroy the country and destroy the clan, but they can also consume the Great Song court."

It was night, the ghost was gone, and in the rudder of this Smoke and Rain Pavilion, a new master was ushered in.