Feng Ling listened to Master Baku's lecture in Xijiang, and also learned Master Xuanzang's tips of four or two thousand catties, and then listened to the monks and laymen at this time, but the two servants beside him listened very carefully. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A puppet of the ancestors did a bad thing, the children and grandchildren were sick and weak, and then because of the piety of confession, the daily chanting of the Buddha accumulated good fortune, and then the descendants got peace, opened the branches and leaves, and became officials. This kind of vulgar talk is obviously very popular, the women and ladies in the main hall of Fayun Temple all listened attentively, sometimes sighing, sometimes their eyes were blazing, and sometimes they sighed and wiped their tears.

Feng Ling was patient, barely listened to the story of the afternoon, and thought to himself: next time, I will not come to join in the excitement with them, and sit in the main hall one by one, listening to the most superficial Buddhist teachings in a drowsy manner, where can I compare with the thousand Buddha caves spread out on the wide mountain cliffs, and where can I compare with the senior monks who have come to lecture on the Dharma and debate the scriptures in the Western Regions.

The saying is over, because there are too many people, Feng Ling has no heart to stay in the temple to eat, so he sent two servants home, and he went to the West Market again.

She secretly thought to herself, just now in the hall to see a lot of high-ranking ladies and ladies, Huaiyuanfang this common saying, about to attract them all. After the saying goes, many carriages and horses have gone to the West Market, I am afraid that they are indispensable in the cloth shops, restaurants, and treasure shops in the West Market today.

The grand occasion of the West Market was not as expected. She relied on the groping of the past month, and walked between the shops skillfully. Still, hearing something useful is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

After a big turn, Feng Ling secretly regretted why he didn't make more friends with some merchants who made a living in Chang'an when he was in Shazhou, and if there were, he could beg them to listen to the official ladies he knew well.

In the midst of mourning, there was a sudden sound of crying, which seemed very abrupt in the peaceful and noisy city.

The wind spirit followed the crying for a few steps, and saw many people watching the excitement. She leaned in and looked inside, and a bearded girl was sitting on the ground, her elbows barely supporting her upper body, and her brows were sad.

It's not time to be nosy. The wind spirit secretly admonished himself and turned to leave. But the crisp sound of a leather whip fell on her ears, teaching her to move half a step.

Hu Nu cried again, begging for help, speaking like Turkic dialect and Gaochang dialect, as if she was feeling unwell, begging Yazi not to force her to do Hu Xuan dance again.

"The cheap maid is lazy, you don't dance, how can a noble person come to buy it? If you pretend again, they will sell you straight to the brothel of Pingkangfang, and if you are unwell, you will have to wait for people every day, and see how you take Qiao. Yazi scolded with foul language, and then dropped another whip.

Feng Ling turned around again, the appearance of the bearded girl was somewhat similar to Suo Liangyin, both were red-haired and snow-skinned, she couldn't help but think of Suo Liangyin was also good at Hu Xuan dance, and now I don't know how she is doing, and she can't help but feel pity in her heart for a while.

The bearded girl seemed to be sick and tired, and when she saw that the tooth raised her whip again, the wind spirit was busy fumbling around her body for a few handfuls, trying to find a small object to flick his wrist.

Before she could touch the object that fit her heart, there was a bright voice of a woman scolding: "In today's world, you dare to be so arrogant when you kidnap people to sell them?" ”

The crowd of onlookers was heckling, squeezing the wind spirit out of the crowd and blocking her vision. She only heard a few pickled words in a rough voice, and said provocatively: "If the lady is merciful, why don't you buy it back and make a warm bed for your husband......"

A man burst out laughing, and his bright voice crossed the laughter: "You say a price." ”

Most of the laughter disappeared in an instant, and everyone knew that the price of orchids was high, and besides, the one in front of him was okay, and the price was not low.

Yazi also closed his voice, and was silent for a while, before quoting a price: "Twenty taels of gold cakes." ”

There was an uproar around him, mixed with a smug grin.

Although Feng Ling has never done that unrighteous human trafficking, but in the western frontier of the borderlands, there are many people in the industry, and abducting and selling orchids is only ordinary, so she also understands this business, stunning orchids, ten taels of gold cakes can be obtained, this tooth is obviously making things difficult for the woman who wants to come out.

She couldn't bear it any longer, pushed aside the crowd, lifted her breath on her chest, pointed to the woman on the ground and said to Yazihong: "This bearded girl has tuberculosis and deficiency, why don't you extend medical medicine for her?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the onlookers unconsciously took half a step back. Yazi was anxious, stomped his feet and said angrily: "Hun said! Hun said! ”

"If you have anything to say, please ask the doctor to see it." The wind spirit took advantage of the situation to chase after him.

The crowd that Yazi had easily recruited slowly dispersed. The woman who had just spoken said coldly, "Five taels of gold cakes, I bought her." ”

The teeth couldn't hold those visitors, and then saw that the bearded girl was indeed full of sickly face, panting and short, and she didn't know if she was really infected with tuberculosis, and she hesitated for a while. After hesitating again and again, he finally gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement.

The woman threw down a gold cake "dang", Yazi picked up the gold cake, left a deed beside Hu Nu and left, for fear that she would really be sick and sick.

"You self-destruct your deed and leave, you don't have to follow me." The lady threw down her words lightly, and actually let go of the Hu maid she had just bought.

Feng Ling touched his waist, tore off a money bag, checked it about a lot, squatted down and said to the Hu girl in Turkic words: "Don't be afraid, you don't have any tuberculosis, I'll bluff him." You have this money, enough for you to find a serious caravan to partner with, and go home. ”

Hu Nu slowly stood up, holding the money bag given to her by the wind spirit in both hands, and did not dare to raise her head, only hung her head, and for a while towards the lady who had produced the golden cake, and for a while towards the wind spirit, and murmured over and over again: "Rihe Miyet...... ...... of Hiwa Miyette

Feng Ling said abruptly: "No need to thank you anymore, just go home well, there may be someone waiting for you in the family." I don't know to whom this is being spoken.

She watched Hu Nu leave step by step, turned around and was about to leave, only took two steps, and someone behind her head called out hesitantly: "Yiler? ”

The call passed through the wind spirit's ears, and it vaguely felt familiar in her mind, but she couldn't remember anything.

"Iler." Again, much clearer than the one with doubts just now.

Feng Ling's eyes widened suddenly, isn't "Yile" exactly the way her maiden name is pronounced in Turkic dialect? She turned around, and a young lady behind her was staring at her in amazement.

The lady's eyebrows are also like a bearded girl, but she is combed with the Tang people's pendant bun, and the dress on her body is also the crimson yellow skirt that the Tang family women are used to wearing, and the shoulders are wrapped in a collar of purple and silver mud Luo drapery, and the skirt looks ordinary, like a woman in a solid small portal, but the drapery quietly reveals the illustrious and noble aura she deliberately hidden, where do ordinary women get silver clay curtains.

Seeing that the wind spirit turned around, her eyes with thick eyelashes widened, and she called out again with great certainty: "Yiler! (To be continued.) )