The man narrowed his fox eyes again, and said pleasantly, "Grace will take revenge?" Didn't you save me yet? ”

He gasped for a moment, and then said, "Little beauty, I just saw a butterfly flying, and I wanted to catch it, who knew it would be your shoes." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoBen~,I didn't mean to.,Abrupt, right? Surprise Beauty! ”

Feeling that the sword on his neck was in the flesh again, he suddenly continued unconsciously: "You Han people are exquisite, do you need me to be responsible?" I'd love to take responsibility for Little Beauty. ”

Seeing that Yang Zhaowu's sword was about to score another three points, Xie Yixin hurriedly grabbed his hand.

"Brother Zhaowu, it's just a barbarian who is dying, don't dirty your hands." Then he turned his head and smiled and said to the man sitting under the old pine tree, "Didn't you say that we haven't been saved yet?" Then we won't save it today, just sit here and wait to die!" Nameless rats! ”

Yang Zhaowu was silent for a moment, and finally put away his sword. Xie Yixin held him and just turned around, when the man's somewhat hoarse voice came from behind: "Yelu Falcon, my name is Yelu Falcon!" ”

Yang Zhaowu's figure was stunned, Xie Yi was stunned, and then, just about to turn around again, Yang Zhaowu tightened her hand and motioned Xie Yixin to go quickly. Speechless all the way, he hurried to the grass pavilion and joined Pingning, An Hong and others.

After sitting down and taking a few sips of water, Xie Yixin was still uneasy. Quietly puzzled: "Brother Zhaowu, that person just now called himself Yelu Falcon, and Yelu is the surname of the Khitan Emperor." Why don't you let me ask again, will he be the Khitan prince? How did it get hurt and end up there? ”

Yang Zhaowu knocked on her head, groaned for a while, and said: "Stupid girl, if he is really the Yelu royal family, and now Dasheng and Khitan are still on good terms, we know it, and we can't see death without help." You see that he was so badly injured, and there was not a single guard by his side, he must have been chased and killed by very powerful people. Now that we have saved him, what will you do if we provoke his enemies? ”

Xie Yi thought for a while, and suddenly said anxiously: "Then Brother Zhaowu hurt him just now, what if he is really a Khitan royal family and dies again?" ”

Yang Zhaowu pinched her little nose and sighed and said, "In case the Khitans find him, if he says that I hurt him, he can only pay for his life." ”

"No way!" Xie Yi was anxious, "Why don't we go back and kill him!" Can't let him slander Brother Zhaowu! After saying that, he turned around to leave.

Yang Zhaowu hurriedly grabbed her, "Stupid girl, I hurt him because he despised you." Anyway, we don't know that he is a member of the Khitan royal family. Those who don't know are not to blame, this lawsuit is to the front of the emperor, and we are not afraid! ”

"It turns out that Brother Zhaowu didn't let me ask him just now, because those who don't know are not to blame!" Xie Yixin suddenly realized.

Yang Zhaowu fed Xie Yixin another mouthful of hibiscus crisp, and said with a smile: "Besides, he is so seriously injured, he may not be able to survive tonight, and if he dies, he will be a hundred, and we haven't seen anything today, you know?" Xie Yi was filled with hibiscus crisp and nodded again and again.

Yang Zhaowu saw Xie Yi's heart bulging, and his pink lips were closed tightly, as cute as a little squirrel. Looking at her face like snow and glowing with pink, I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when I thought of the jade foot carved from white jade. Thinking of the red marks on the ankles of the jade feet again, I deeply regretted that the sword was lighter just now, and I cheapened the bastard.

After another quarter of an hour's rest, we started on our way. This time, Xie Yixin was obedient, no longer running around, and soon arrived at the mountain gate of Maitreya Temple.

The door greets the guest is Master Yuantong, who is as his name suggests, not only exquisite in Buddhism, but also very sleek. As long as the donor has come, he remembers the name of the donor, understands the identity of the donor, and gives the most appropriate treatment. And will not look down on the donor because of his status and how much he gives, so he is very respected. Maitreya Temple is located in the deep mountains, there are many pilgrims to the Buddha, the incense is vigorous, in addition to the master of no eyebrows is the world's famous monk, the master of Yuantong is also indispensable.

"Amitabha! I haven't seen each other for two years, Yang Shizhu is now heroic, both civil and military, and there are successors to Yang Shizhu! I don't know if the old general Weiyuan is good? Yuantong saw Yang Zhaowu and put his palms together.

Yang Zhaowu also returned the salute with his fists and replied respectfully: "Grandpa should be old and strong, and three bowls of rice per meal are essential." It's just that he often picks up the lamp and strokes the sword, and often thinks about the robe. ”

"If you are peaceful today, the person who was shrouded in horse leather back then can be regarded as a well-deserved death, which is a great merit. Amitabha! ”

"Master Yuantong, I'm hungry and my feet are so sore, take me in and burn incense, so I can eat and rest!" Xie Yixin, who was on the side, saw that they were greeting non-stop, and said impatiently.

"Amitabha, donor, please." Master Yuantong took them to the Daxiong Hall to burn incense, then went to the Reincarnation Hall for a meal, and finally sent them to the temple to rest in the Listening Bamboo Temple.

Maitreya Temple is located in the middle of the mountain, close to the top of the mountain, the road is difficult to travel, so many pilgrims from afar have to stay in the temple for a night. There are more than a dozen courtyards of various sizes behind the temple, and dozens of wing rooms for pilgrims to stay overnight.

Tingzhu Courtyard is located in the north of the mountain behind the temple, the courtyard is not big, there are only five wing rooms, and the half-person high wall forms a mouth shape. There is a cage of green bamboo in the east, there is a bush of plantain in the west, there is a big stone that is said to roll down on the top of the mountain by the side of the banana tree, the stone is five feet long, one zhang high, very smooth, when Xie Yixin came when he was young, he often climbed and played.

There is a stone table and four stone benches in the courtyard, and when Xie Yixin is full and gets up for a nap, it is already the end of the hour. After freshening up, I went out of the compartment door, and saw Brother Zhaowu sitting on a stone bench drinking.

Xie Yixin smelled a smell of wine from afar, and the pear blossom drunk in Maitreya Temple was a good thing! The sweet fragrance is pleasant and not easy to get drunk, and the best pear blossom drunk in the temple is brewed by Master Wumei himself, which is difficult for ordinary people to taste.

"Brother Zhaowu, is it the pear blossom drunk brewed by Master Wumei?" Xie Yixin hurriedly came to the stone table and sat down, and asked greedily.

"Yes! Heart sister. Master Yuantong was afraid that you would be unhappy, so he went to burn Master Wumei's robe, so he first sent a pot of pear blossoms to get drunk, and let me watch you. Yang Zhaowu raised his wine glass and squinted at Xie Yixin.

"Nasty! Brother Zhaowu laughed at me again! Brother Zhaowu, don't drink it, leave some for me! Xie Yixin held Yang Zhaowu's sleeve and shook it.

In fact, Xie Yixin's amount of alcohol is very shallow, and she gets drunk as soon as she drinks the idle wine, only this pear blossom drunk can still drink half a pot, and this pot of pear blossom drunk was deliberately begged by Yang Zhaowu to satisfy her cravings. Seeing the look of Sister Xin's eyes, Yang Zhaowu didn't tease her anymore, poured her a cup, and the two drank to each other.

Xie Yixin took a small sip of pear blossom drunkenness, saw Yang Zhaowu looking at Cuizhu as if he didn't pay attention to himself, and secretly poured a cup after a few sips. After several times, four or five cups have been eaten.

The night on the mountain is very quiet, the tired birds have already returned to their nests, and only the breeze blows through the treetops and the rustle of the bamboo forest. It is the twelfth, the moon is close to the disk, the mountain is high and the moon is closer, and the stars are sparse and the moon is bright.

After Yang Zhaowu connived at Xie Yixin to secretly drink five cups, he clasped the little hand that still wanted to be poured secretly. "Sister Heart, it's almost over, I can't drink it anymore. Although Pear Blossom will not be drunk tomorrow, but if you drink too much tonight, your dizziness will be uncomfortable. ”

"Brother Zhaowu, one last cup! It's rare that you have time to hang out with me, so I'll have one last drink! The slightly drunk girl tilted her head and spoke like a spring.