"Two girls," the blue-shirted young man glanced around, "barren mountains and mountains, why are you walking here alone?" ”

Chen Siyu and Jing Lian were speechless with frightened expressions.

"......" The blue-shirted young man was about to say a few more words, but the strong wind behind him hit him, and he hurriedly dodged away.

"Childe be careful!" Chen Siyu exclaimed. Seven or eight iron rods attacked from around the blue-shirted boy, and the blue-shirted boy was not flustered at all, his body jumped up lightly, his clothes swinged, and he jumped out of the way like a fairy, and his posture was extremely beautiful.

Hearing a loud shout, a strong man like an iron tower held a thick iron rod in his hand and swept towards it like a hurricane. The blue-shirted young man flashed sideways, flipped his wrist, and drew his sword from his waist, and with a flash of cold light, he slashed at the opponent's hand holding the stick.

The tower-like strong man was the Howling Tiger, and he saw that the blue-shirted young man was extremely agile and fast, and he knew that his martial arts were not weak. The tiger roared, dodging one of his slashed swords, and retreated a few steps, the iron rod resting across his chest. At this moment, his men gathered around, and the iron rods were held high, pointing at the blue-shirted young man in unison.

"Hit" The Howling Sky Tiger shouted, and all the iron rods slashed down from top to bottom, neatly and uniformly, sealing all the gaps of the other party, even if there were ten people around it, they all settled their accounts. But the blue-shirted boy was the eleventh person. Everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and the sound of "tom tom" was endless, and the iron rods hit the ground one after another.

"Ah" screamed, a person threw down the iron rod in his hand, covered his throat, his eyes bulged, he couldn't stop retreating, blood couldn't stop oozing out from between his fingers, and he fell to the sky with a "plop" sound, and he didn't move after a few convulsions.

Everyone was frightened, only to hear another terrible howl, and one man was struck by a sword in his back, and the blade of the sword came out of his chest and fell forward.

"Don't panic, don't mess up," Xiaotian Tiger saw the frightened faces of his subordinates, and hurriedly shouted: "Back to back in a circle, when I see him appear, I will shoot together." ”

Everyone trembled and sat in a circle back to back, holding an iron rod high to protect their chests.

"He's ...... above" Before the person finished speaking, a figure fell from the sky, and the cold light flashed, and the blood in the man's chest spurted wildly.

Everyone shouted in unison and fled in all directions.

Xiaotian Tiger was stunned for a while, he had never seen such a ghostly person, and his subordinates didn't see how the other party made a move, so they fell to the ground and died one after another, and a cool breath couldn't help but rise from his back.

The screams in the jungle continued, and soon fell silent. The Howling Sky Tiger's heart was cold, knowing that all his men had died, and the hand holding the iron rod couldn't help but tremble. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Chen Siyu and Jing Lian, who were hugging each other, and his heart was crossed, and he lifted the iron rod and came to them.

"What are you going to do?" Chen Siyu asked in horror.

The Howling Tiger didn't answer, and the iron rod was raised above her head and shouted, "Come out, come out!" If she doesn't come out, I'll kill this woman. He shouted several times, but only the rustling sound of the drizzle was heard, and not a single ghost appeared.

As soon as the Howling Tiger gritted his teeth, he raised his stick and was about to split it.

"Miss" Jing Lian screamed in surprise and pounced on Chen Siyu. Seeing that the two flower girls were about to die, they only heard a loud sound of "clang", the arms of the Howling Tiger shook, the iron rod was crooked, and he retreated a few steps to the side.

When he stood firm, he could see clearly that a fluttering figure was already standing in front of the two girls.

The blue-shirted young man raised his eyebrows, and said with a sneering face: "If you can't beat it, will you be angry with women?" ”

The Howling Tiger glared at him, swung the iron rod, and said in a deep voice: "Don't hide, you and I will fight face to face, do you dare?" ”

The blue-shirted boy smiled but said nothing.

"Are you scared?" The Howling Tiger sneered.

"I'm afraid you're going to die a uglier death." The blue-shirted young man spread out his hands and said leisurely: "I'll treat you empty-handed, if you can make three moves, I will spare your life." ”

The Howling Sky Tiger's pupils shrank, his eyes narrowed slightly, he raised the iron rod high, and with a tiger's mouth, a black light circled and slashed towards the blue-shirted young man. The blue-shirted boy made a mistake on his feet, his shoulders shrunk, and the iron rod brushed his shirt and slashed diagonally. Seeing that the other party had dodged, the Howling Tiger turned into a sweep, and the blue-shirted young man leaned back, bent his knees, and firmly nailed his feet to the ground, and an iron bridge was able to dodge again. The Howling Sky Tiger's eyes were red, and with a muffled roar, he turned his sweep into a split, and pressed down on the blue-shirted young man's waist. The blue-shirted young man twisted his waist, his body was as slippery as a snake, and he stood up along the stick. "Tom" iron rod slammed to the ground

Screaming Sky Tiger couldn't close his body, leaning forward, less than half a foot away from the blue-shirted boy's face. He was so frightened that he wanted to jump away, but he felt a numbness in his waist, a tightness in his throat, a loss of strength in his whole body, and difficulty in breathing.

"I didn't move a step," the blue-shirted boy smiled slightly, "and you're empty-handed, and you're still losing." He stared into his eyes and said, "Where are the Chagatai delegation now?" Tell me, and I'll spare your life. ”

"They're ......," the Howling Tiger pursed his lips and his hands trembled as he reached into his trouser pocket. The blue-shirted young man's eyes narrowed slightly, and the hand that was holding the throat of the Howling Sky Tiger strained slightly. A slight cracking of the throat bone sounded, and the Howling Tiger's eyes widened, his pupils slowly dilated...... and a cannon fell from his trouser pocket.

The blue-shirted boy let go of his hand, and the massive body of the Howling Tiger collapsed like a mountain, his eyes still wide open when he fell to the ground.

"I really don't want to kill you," the blue-shirted young man sighed, picking up the cannon on the ground, "But if you want to use this as a warning, isn't that a way to kill yourself?" ”

"Childe" Chen Siyu called softly, and the blue-shirted boy Huo Ran turned around. "Are you from the court?" Chen Siyu looked into his eyes and asked.

"Jinyi Weibei Town, Deputy Qianhu Ning Zuer, I have seen two girls here." The blue-shirted boy smiled and saluted the two of them again.

"You're a brocade guard? That's great! Chen Siyu's face was happy, "My friend is trapped in a temple on the mountain, and he is also from Jinyiwei. ”

"Oh?" Ning Zuer's expression moved, "Then he is ......"

"Yang Muyun, do you know him?" As soon as Chen Siyu spoke, he saw that the other party's face became excited.

"He's on the mountain?" Ning Zuer was ecstatic in his heart, "I finally found him, is the delegation of the Chagatai Khanate also in the temple on the mountain?" ”

Yuan Qi'er led Yang Muyun out of the quiet room, returned to the hall, pointed to the futon where she was originally sitting, and smiled at Yang Muyun, "Sit!" ”

"This is where Yuan Gongzi is sitting, how dare Yang sit here as a prisoner?" Yang Muyun said.

"Don't you want to be with your wife?" Yuan Qi'er smiled: "Now that I give you this opportunity, why did you refuse?" Turning to Shakya Gyaltsen, who was preaching on the high platform, he said, "National Teacher, the disciple wants to serve by the side of the National Teacher and listen to the lectures, but I wonder if the National Teacher will allow it?" ”

"The Yuan Jushi is very eager to seek the Buddha, but if he asks for something, the deity will not be refused." The young national teacher's eyes closed slightly, and Baoxiang said solemnly: "Look at the seat"

Immediately, a lama bowed down and held a futon and placed Shakya Gyaltsen on his right side and bowed his head.

"Lord Yang," Yuan Qi'er looked at him and smiled leisurely, "If it weren't for your intervention, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to listen to the national teacher's lecture so closely," his eyes turned, "Sit down!" ”

"Yuan Gongzi's heart to the Buddha is really pious!" The corners of Yang Muyun's mouth hooked, "Do you really believe in the boundless sea of suffering, and turn back to the shore?" ”

"What does Lord Yang think?" Yuan Qi'er's eyes flashed, "I repent in front of the national teacher with a pious heart, isn't it enough?" The national teacher witnessed, I and Lord Yang returned to Beijing, so I should be safe, right? ”

"Yuan Gongzi is thoughtful, Yang is very impressed, Yuan Gongzi please" Although Yang Muyun smiled, he was secretly vigilant in his heart, "What the hell is this Yuan Qi'er doing?" ”

Chen Siyu told Ning Zuer in detail about his life experience and the situation on the mountain, Ning Zuer nodded and led the horse he was riding, "Does Miss Chen know how to ride a horse?" Ning Zuer asked.

"Well," Chen Siyu said, "Although I am not skilled, I can barely do it." ”

"That's good," Ning Zu'er patted the horse's neck, "Then you can get on the horse with Miss Jinglian, stay in the capital, and quickly ask the imperial court to send troops to rescue." ”

"What about you, Young Master Ning?" Chen Siyu asked.

"I'll stay here to find out the situation," Ning Zu'er said, "When the soldiers and horses of the imperial court come, they won't move blindly." ”

"Although Ning Gongzi is strong in martial arts, it is too dangerous to be alone," Chen Siyu persuaded: "If Mu Yun knew, he would not approve of you taking risks alone." ”

"I have my own measure, Miss Chen doesn't have to worry," Ning Zu'er said strangely

Glancing at her, "You...... Call him Muyun? ”

"Oh," Chen Siyu's face flushed slightly, as if a thin layer of rouge had been applied, "I met him as early as when I was in Nandu, and Shisu also knew it, and I was used to him being called each other by name." ”

"Original...... It turned out that the woman who was angry with Yang Muyun because of jealousy was you. Ning Zuer said thoughtfully.

"It's all over, don't mention it to Ning Gongzi," Chen Siyu said lightly: "Sister Zisu has married Mu Yun, and I am about to marry a wife, let him pass away with the wind about the previous unhappiness." ”

"Miss Chen is worthy of being born in the Hou Mansion, and she was born with a beautiful lady and spaciousness." Ning Zuer looked up at the sky, "Time is pressing, Miss Chen, please get on the horse." ”

Yang Muyun sat on the futon that Yuan Qi'er had just sat on, and Zi Su leaned towards him, with a smile on his face.

"Did you try to escape, and you were captured by her men?" Shiso asked in a low voice.

"No, I was so bored that I was invited by her to listen to this national teacher's lecture." Yang Muyun glanced at Shakya Gyaltsen, who was preaching on the high platform, "This national teacher is so young, is it possible that all the monks from Tibet are so young?" ”

"You don't understand that, do you?" Zi Su glanced at him proudly, "Shakya Gyaltsen is the reincarnated heir of the previous national teacher Tsongkhapa. ”

"Reincarnated heir?" Yang Muyun didn't quite understand.

"Let's put it this way," Zisu explained to him earnestly, "Master Tsongkhapa is a living Buddha in the minds of Tibetan believers, and a living Buddha is eternal in the world. After Tsongkhapa sat down, although his physical body withered, his Dharma body was immortal, and he needed to find a new person to attach to his body in order to return to the world. Shakya Gyaltsen is the reincarnation of the national teacher Tsongkhapa after he sat down. ”

"I see, isn't this what we often call borrowing a corpse to return the soul?" Yang Muyun was stunned when he heard this, he felt a burst of absurdity, as a scholar, he was very disgusted with those strange things.

"Can't you just say something nice?" Zi Su glanced at him, "How can people say that he is also a monk with a Tao, you slander people so much, aren't you afraid of going to hell with your tongue?" ”

"I'm just curious," Yang Muyun smiled, "how did the followers of that Tsongkhapa consider this young Shakya Gyaltsen to be his reincarnation?" ”

"It's quite miraculous to say," Zi Su said: "After Tsongkhapa's body was cremated, his disciples scattered his ashes into the holy lake as instructed, but a miraculous scene happened, after the ashes entered the lake, a wooden basin floated from the surface of the lake, Tsongkhapa's disciple Gendun Jupa hurriedly jumped down the lake to take the wooden basin off to the shore, and saw that the wooden basin was a baby in swaddling clothes, so he shouted, 'My teacher is reborn!'" All the disciples were prostrate on the ground, and this baby was Shakya Gyaltsen who was preaching on the high platform. ”

"Ridiculous, ridiculous," Yang Muyun was dumbfounded, and said secretly in his heart: "It is obviously an abandoned baby that a family does not want to adopt, and it drifts there by coincidence, but it is regarded as a treasure by a group of gods, which is really ridiculous." ”

"You think this story is amazing, don't you?" Shiso blinked her beautiful eyes.

"Do you believe it's true?" Yang Muyun asked rhetorically.

"No matter what," Shisu's gaze turned to Shakya Gyaltsen, who was preaching on the high platform, "although he is young, he is very wise, and he has profound Dharma, and he is indeed very human." ”

"That's right," Yang Muyun didn't want to dwell on this topic with her, and his voice changed, "I heard that this national teacher also went to the Chengguo Mansion yesterday, so why did he appear here again?" ”

"The national teacher was going to go out of Beijing to promote Buddhism yesterday, and he came to the Chengguo Mansion just to meet me......" Zisu saw that Yang Muyun's face was different, so he stopped his mouth and said leisurely: "What, are you jealous?" ”

Yang Muyun said in his heart that I am so bored, in such a delicate situation, such a great monk from the Western Regions suddenly came out, how can I not understand it well.

Seeing that Yang Muyun was silent, Zi Su said softly: "Muyun, since I am married to you, I am your person, no matter whether we are married or not, I will treat you wholeheartedly, the national teacher and I are just ordinary friends, don't be careful." ”

"What about the national teacher and her?" Yang Muyun glanced at Yuan Qi'er, who was sitting next to Shakya Gyaltsen, "Are you also an ordinary friend?" ”