"Really." The blue-eyed courtier bowed, "I didn't specify the surname of the Dao, but Weichen thought that he should not be cautious." ”

"How can a chant not have a name?" Yi Xuan was very confused. After all, the difference between "singing" and "chanting" is that the latter is history! Have you ever seen a history without a name or surname?

The blue-eyed courtier is indeed short of breath so far: "It's not a very formal ......"

"Informal chanting?!" Yi Xuan stared at him in astonishment.

The blue-eyed courtier wants to say, although it is not formal enough, but to prevent it, you must start from the beginning! But "Prevent micro and gradual progress" is Chinese, he can't, Rong is not as rich as Chinese, so he can't say this idea, his face turned red, and he persuaded Yi Luxury: "The king will know if you listen to it first!" ”

The persuasion is too hard, it's like forcing the palace.

Yi Xuan was much better at talking than the Emperor of the Central Plains, not only did he not drag him down and behead him on the spot, but he didn't even beat him with a board, but he really agreed to listen to the chanting, although his face was longer than that of a donkey.

The "bard" was just a hairy boy. Yi Xuan's reaction was: "This kid knows what chanting is!" ”

The blue-eyed courtier tried to tell Yi Yu that this kind of rumor was popular among these young people! This is exactly what "Wechen finds the most terrifying." To know ......"

"Alright." Yi Xuan interrupted him, "Let's sing first." ”

The hairy boy saluted and began to sing.

The tone he sings is not an orthodox epic tone, but closer to a folk tune, and a new flowery tone that is very disrespectful to tradition.

Many of the words he sang, but Yi Xuan didn't understand at all. I had to ask him to stop and answer several times, and it turned out to be a new word that was popular among young people.

Every dynasty, every nation, and every generation will always have new words that they have invented and created. In this way, "glass" will replace "glass" as the new name for that transparent chemical product. In this way, "beauty" will replace "a certain girl" and become an ordinary compliment to young girls. The so-called "natural and oval", "happy and popular" and other neologisms can happen almost anywhere at any point in time, otherwise do you think that the word "chic" has existed since the time of the Three Emperors and the Five Emperors? Could "humor" have been understood 3,000 years ago?

This hairy boy sings. It's their buzzword. Maybe some of them will really live on. Maybe after a few months it will become obsolete and replaced by a new buzzword. Young people love to play this kind of game. Their fashion language is incomprehensible to the older generation.

And, what's more, disdain to understand.

Yi Xuan's gaze swept from the hairy boy to the blue-eyed courtier. Full of disdain.

The blue-eyed courtier still wants to die and struggle. It's a pity that it's useless. It was no longer possible for him to convince Yi Xuan to pay attention to the matter.

In the mind of Yi Luxury. It's just an idiot's gossip, picked up and sung by some idiot young people. The Rong people sing as if they were talking to the Han people. The mouth opens and closes, and I don't know how much I have to come out in a day. No big deal at all.

Butterfly Xiaohua held Xie Yunjian and was already close to Rong Jing. Today, King Rong Yixuan will personally receive them.

Butterfly smiled and imagined that Yi Xuan would wear his most formal, expensive and brand-new robe. Absolutely! On the golden base, there is a fiery red flame tongue burning.

That golden yellow is truly the purest gold spun thread. The fiery red is a string of very fine ruby beads. It's so slender, so the whole robe is not as heavy as expected. And when it is in the sun, it stirs up such brilliance that it makes people feel that there is a real flame burning.

And the blue-eyed courtier who was the most broken mouth next to him must be babbling again. He shouldn't have listened to it! Butterfly Xiaohua confirmed. Yi Luxury's face must have shown that kind of impatient and very eager to drive people to beat and kill people, but suddenly he couldn't make up his mind to really do it, so he could only secretly frustrate and unhappy in his heart.

Essentially, Yi Lu is a very indecisive person. There was only one circumstance in which he did not hesitate to act immediately and strike with a thunderous blow, and that was when his opponent was as soft as a baby and the benefits were as big as a throne.

Butterfly Xiaohua fantasized about Yi extravagance secretly frustrated at the blue-eyed courtier, and when he wanted to beat him but couldn't do it, the blue-eyed courtier suddenly froze, and a small sharp thing protruded from his chest. It was the sword that pierced through his back and out of his chest. Blood gushed out. The blue-eyed courtier said to Yi Yu with his last look: Look, I am right.

"yes." Butterfly Smile can bow gracefully and tell Yi Lu, "Really, this is an assassination." ”

Will Yi Xuan turn around and run? Or are you scared and sit on the ground? Ah! It's better not to pee your pants. Butterfly Smile didn't want to smell him.

When you hate someone, you don't want any smell from him to get into your nose. It can be seen as tiny particles separated from his body - as tiny as they are, they enter your body through the respiratory system and live with you from then on, and you can't locate them, let alone separate them. How can this work?

Thinking like this, Butterfly Xiaohua held her breath. Hold it all the time, like a naughty kid who wants to see how long he can hold his breath.

It wasn't until the attempt seemed too ridiculous that he regained his breath.

One of the interesting things is: no matter if your last movement before holding your breath is to exhale or inhale, after you resume breathing, the first movement of your body must be busy exhaling instead of inhaling. It seems that excretion is always more important to the body than to take.

From this point of view, doctrines such as "Bigu" are reasonable.

Butterfly Smile adjusts the posture of all parts of her body, including the micro-expression muscles on her face. He wanted to make sure that when he met Yi Luxury, everything was perfect, just like he was on stage.

He went through all the details of how to kill Yi Lu once, twice, countless times in his mind, like a rehearsal for a new play. In this way, when the incident really happened, he would not be too excited, surprised, and unfamiliar, so that he would be seen by Yi Luxury.

The only downside is that he will appear too bored, tired, and sarcastic. And all the emotional expressions he makes will be too beautiful and not natural enough.

Fortunately, what he has shown to the world has always been this image. People will only think that he is a natural red singer and will not think more.

I'm just waiting for the moment to meet you! The dice of fate have been rolled.

Butterfly Xiaohua's team, day and night, marched to Rongjing, without saying anything all the way. Suddenly, someone came to report: Wan is sick.

Die Xiaohua went to see Wanliu in person, hesitated for a while, and finally went to tell Yun Jian the truth: "Wanliu is sick." ”

"What disease?" Cloud Sword was very surprised.

He wasn't just surprised: how could Wanliu get sick? More: how could she be so coincidental to get sick at this time? And: Isn't it like you're playing some tricks again?

Butterfly smiled innocently. This time he was really innocent. But he'd performed different expressions too many times, and he didn't know how to convince people that this time it was more real. He had no choice but to put on such a face, Yun Jian loved to believe it or not, and he couldn't control it. He told Yun Jian: "I don't know what illness Wan Liusheng has. ”

Some people get sick when they go into the mountains of Sijon. It is related to the physical condition, and it is not necessarily that the healthier or stronger you are, the better you will be. Some young men, when they saw the Rong Palace, they fell headlong into the ground, what can you do?

It wasn't until a long, long time later that doctors suggested that it might be related to a certain genetic component in the blood. Mutations in that gene will cause red blood cells to no longer be disc-shaped, but sickle-shaped, and their ability to deliver oxygen will also be affected. But the problem is that these red blood cells don't change in the first place, and they don't change into sickle shapes until they lack oxygen. That is, they only start to drop their chains when the body needs them to work hardest.

When will there be a shortage of oxygen? When the air is not fresh, or when the terrain is high and the air is very thin.

A large part of Xijon is mountainous and even snow-capped. And the royal palace of Xijon is also located on a high mountain. Some people go up to this level and begin to experience a state of hypoxia, and the red blood cells in the blood begin to mutinate. And the man got sick.

In this case, the person who has the disease must not continue to move forward, depending on his physical condition, either immediately descending the mountain, or if his body is too weak to withstand the movement and shock, he can only rest in place. In either case, it's best to take medicine. Xijon has ancient medicines, sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. At that time, people could not analyze pharmacology at the elemental, molecular, and cellular levels, so they had to attribute it to God's will.

-- Is it God who makes you sick or not? It is God who determines your recovery.

In this way, it is understandable to take medicine and pray at the same time.

Yun Jian was still tied to the car by Wuhuada, listening to the muttered chanting of Rong language, and said, "I heard that you changed a script. ”

Butterfly Xiaohua couldn't keep up with his train of thought for a while, but said, "Oh? ”

"Peony Pavilion." Cloud Sword reminds.

"Oh!" Butterfly smiled and followed.

The nun boiled medicine for Liu Xianggong, saying that in order to take care of the sick, she read less scriptures. You say that a person who is sincere to the Buddha believes that Buddhist scriptures can cure diseases, how can he care about the sick while reciting all the sutras? Could it be that he is a false Buddha? There is no such reflection in the before and after plays. It really doesn't have to be a deal. So you changed the plot of the nun to the one where she was boiling medicine and chanting sutras. "Cloud Sword Dao.

Butterfly smiled slightly: "Yes." ”

"Do you believe in God?" Yun Jian asked, "Rong God, or any other god?" ”

"Believe it or not......" Butterfly smiled at the sky of Xirong. They were now so close to the Rong Palace, and the edge of the blue sky was already embedded with crystal icebergs. (To be continued......)