Wen Cheng and the others could only watch the two red clouds tear in front of them...

The red cloud that was a little bigger began to turn into a cold tone, and when it was spit out, there was no joy or sorrow:

"Qianqian, I won't quarrel with you.

I'm a barbarian, that's heavenly. But I can't read fewer words than you; Brother Wen can make our people into a people to belong to, whether it succeeds or not, we are all grateful.

I didn't sleep all night last night.

I just thought about naturalization, we are familiar with it, and we finally have a household registration and a way to lead!

You can walk on that official road with dignity!

This night, I ran around and around, and I wanted to ask Brother Wen: In the future, will I be able to go shopping at will? Is it that when you walk, you can not be afraid of the pavilion chief and begging for theft? Is it possible to sit in a sedan chair when you get married? ”

The larger red clouds began to turn into cumulonimbus clouds, salivating... Tears:

"You are Han, and you can be a disciple if you are not naturalized; And we barbarians can only be slaves like cattle.

It is said that Han'an County is lively, and it is said that Shu County Chengdu is prosperous; And me?

You can't even go to a small Dongshan Township!

Why? Why? Why?

Qianqian, don't laugh at me.

You too.

More than a dozen slaves are waiting for you to grow up, and you never know what copper coins and gold cakes are.

But you, really, really don't want to go to the cloth shop and pull two feet of cloth with your own hands? Don't want to go to the gold shop and buy your favorite jewelry in person?

Instead of hearing about what kind of style is good, ask someone to buy it back for you - buy ten, buy twenty, what's the point? ”

The little red cloud was silent, and began to tremble and begin to rain silently......

Wen Cheng also began to understand: everyone was equal in his previous life. Can... What the fuck is here!

Whose fault is it? Who knows?

Wen Cheng suddenly felt the urge to do something......

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Pick up a bowl of decanting soup and drink it with a lurp! Sweet and sour, there is a feeling of free bayberry soup in a hot pot restaurant: "Another bowl!" ”

The text is very Tyrannosaurus rex

"Brother Wen, let's drink less of this sour soup! I boiled the mutton soup, you wash up, and follow me..."Li Min's voice did not fall

"Amitabha, how many donors are okay?" Master Fang Yin shouted a Buddha horn and entered the room; The crowd saluted.

Fang Yin saw that Li Min and Qian Qian were both dressed in red: "The two donors, but seeing what the old man is doing today, he specially put on auspicious clothes and asked for a good omen?" ”

Li Min saluted: "Yes, my clan originally regarded blue as beauty. Today, the master did it for me Lei Gongshan, and the little woman couldn't help, so she had to learn Chinese customs, put on auspicious clothes, and just ask for a good luck! Please don't blame the master. ”

Qian Qian also saluted Master Yin: "Master, is there anything wrong with this auspicious suit of the slave family?" But please make it clear to the master that the slave family has no obedience. ”

Fang Yin nodded reservedly: "It's okay, it's okay; My Buddhism is free to follow your heart. The two female donors went together, and the old man had something to discuss with the Wen donor. ”

Everyone in the room saluted and left, and Li Min walked last, turning and closing the door.

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"Master, a bowl of sour soup?" Wen Cheng provoked the conversation

Fang Yin shook his head: "Wenjun, today's practice, it's not too early today; Do you want to go to the top of the mountain now, and what is the charter? ”

Wen Cheng smiled: "Master, don't worry. At noon, the god of thunder descended on Lei Gong Mountain. Now when I go up, the morning breeze blows the cold and dew and is wet, and I will suffer a sin when I go up.

That Lei Gong Mountain, one has no gas to seize the momentum of mountains and rivers, and the other is colorless and smoky; It's better to drink a bowl of mutton soup and stay until the time comes, and then go to the top of the mountain. Master rest assured, after this ceremony, Master you will become famous! ”

Fang Yin nodded: "Wen Jun's ability, the old man is already convinced; Let's just make a Bo! ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and went out.

In the middle of the day, the foot of Lei Gong Mountain was already crowded, and the black pressure could not see the edge;

Helping the old and the young, dragging the women and children, the wild people who have not been out of the deep mountains and old forests for many years have all come out to see the excitement.

When everyone saw the monk come out, his expression was calm, his eyebrows were kind, and his robe was gently blowing in the morning breeze...

The golden thread on the robe reflected in the morning sun is shining, and the treasure is solemn; What a fairy wind bones, Buddhism overhaul style!

The crowd couldn't help but cheer, all of them looked excited, their faces full of excitement and indifference.

At this time, there is still more than an hour before the time of ordinary thunder; Master Fang Yin walked leisurely, and Wen Cheng walked calmly.

Gan Ning followed fearlessly; Su Jian looked like a "big deal"; Wu Liang is the ignorant and fearless; Only Wu Gen looked left and right, not knowing what he was planning.

The group slowly and leisurely went up the mountain

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When I reached the top of the mountain, I saw five cranes towering; It stands at the top of the hill in a pentagonal shape.

The Yanjing crane in Zigong, Sichuan is nearly 40 zhang high; And the crane on the top of Lei Gong Mountain is also as high as more than 20 zhang. On the top of the crane, there is a large round iron ring with iron bars inside, which is buried deep in the ground.

(In the Han Dynasty, a zhang was about 2.7 meters; the highest Zigong Yanjing crane was 113 meters.) ）

The two of them stood between the five cranes, and instantly felt insignificant.

I just don't know, standing under Huangjing's big pants, will I also have such a feeling?

Wen Cheng summoned the two brothers Gan Ning, Su Jian, and Wu Liang: "After noon, there will be lightning and thunder here, and the land will not collapse and crack, but the ground will tremble; I've been chopped and have experience.

Can you do it without panicking? ”

Gan Ning patted his chest, "I am willing to live and die with my second brother!" ”

Su Jian said lightly: "People are dead and birds are facing the sky!" ”

Wen Cheng waved his hand and stopped Wu Liang Wu Gen's words: "Tianwei is unfathomable, and it is really not human power to contend with. I didn't have the confidence that I would be able to keep myself from tears and urine - this could happen in the face of the terrifying, absolute power of nature.

There is no shame

Well, it's actually a shame ...

You're probably too!

Is there a way to make ourselves faint, and let the people staring at us under the mountain think that we are immovable and calm? ”

Although everyone didn't quite understand what "nature" was, they roughly guessed what Wen Cheng meant.

"Drink! If you are drunk, don't you know anything? "Wu Liang's bad idea.

At the top of the mountain, where sacrifices and practices are made, there are many liquors, three animal offerings, and various cooked snacks.

The Li mine owner is rich! That's pretty rich.

What is this! Later, Wen Cheng also saw that the mine owner pulled several trucks of fireworks and firecrackers into the ravine and burned them - not the burning bag with a lot of money, but the mine owner was helpless...

——Forced by the gods in the county temple.

On the five cranes, cows, horses, dolphins, sheep, geese were tied—and a basin of live fish was in a large wooden basin!

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"Well, that makes sense! Is there a better idea? "Whether the suggestion is feasible or not, it can't be hit, and that's a caveat when you need to work together.

"Stuffing cotton in your ears? Isn't the thunder much quieter? Wu Gong said

"Yes, it works a little bit." I really can't explain these guys: sound waves, resonance, electromagnetism, sonic boom...

"Jump up! If you are frightened, you will jump and howl! Tie a rope around your waist and tie a dead knot! As long as we don't let break free from the rope and run away in panic, we can only see us singing and dancing at the foot of the mountain, and we can't see the rope or hear the howl! I must have thought it was doing it! "Gan Ning's thinking is a bit unique, but it is also feasible.

If you don't foam at the mouth, you won't be hit!

Wen Cheng looked at Su Jian

Su Jian held back for a long time: "Stunned, sit down against the wooden pillar and mountain rock." At the foot of the mountain, when they saw us, they were as immobile as a bell..."

Good!

In the end, Gan Ning chose to plug his ears and tie his waist with a rope; Wu Liang chose to block his ears and carry it directly, so he tied a rope around his waist and tied a dead knot.

Wu Gen chose to knock himself unconscious, meditating against a stone, and clasped his hands together.

The palm of the hand is also tied with a string, and the other end is hung around the neck.

Su Jian was in charge of being invited to stun those who had this fetish, and then plugged his ears himself - resisted.

Wen Cheng Select... Stun yourself.

With his back to the cliff, an arm-thick bamboo pole was attached to his back through the robe, and the bamboo pole was buried deep in the ground at one end, facing Fang Yin.

Master Fang Yin also chose to faint and sat opposite Wen Cheng across the desk. The bamboo pole hidden in the robes of the two of them never dared to rise above their necks - they wore the pole when they were exposed, so it was called "lighting the sky lantern", or was it "stringing grass men"?

By the time the dark clouds gathered and the thunder was about to strike, Fang Yin and Wen Cheng would not be knocked out by Su Jian

At this time

Fang Yin is painful, contradictory, entangled, with a hint of resentment, a hint of resentment; Those who are unwilling, those who don't dare, those who have a little hope, those who hope, those who are expecting, those who are apprehensive, those who are choked, those who want to plead, those who take a deep breath again, straighten their backs - here they are!

Afraid of a ball!

Balls are not afraid... No ball, no ball and afraid of a ball!

Compared with the woman of a good family who was abducted and sold into the ravine, I heard that the man was very handsome and considerate, and his in-laws were excellent...... The mood is still complicated...

Wen Cheng is also mixed and worried-still thunderbolted? Should I trust my physics teacher? It is said that those with beautiful faces are not too much...

From the foot of the mountain, people are the size of clay pots

Those who see can see from afar:

The monk and Wen Cheng sat opposite each other, as if they were participating in Zen, as if they were playing games, and they seemed to be talking

The "boy" meditated respectfully, with his hands folded, extremely reverent...

There seems to be a Buddhist practitioner? Or is it called "Dharma Protector"? Regardless of him, we don't know much about the Skinhead Gang or... Buddha Gate that thing.

I saw that bald Buddha Gate What is it—the person who is working, soaring high and low, as if he is arranging a magic circle?

Regardless of him, anyway, we really don't understand these things in Buddhism and the Bald Gang...... Just take a look, hee-hee, look at the excitement of not wanting money!

When I was buying sugar gourds for Dog Egg and Er Nizi, why did I meet the dog and his mother in the village? I held up my face and bought them a bunch!

At the last big set, it was still the jelly I invited to eat.

In fact, this time, it's time for her to invite...

I feel sorry for me!

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"Heart, it hurts me to death!" Wen Cheng roared amid the roaring thunder.

Su Jian's palm knife is not good! How long? That's when I woke up

"Ah, Ami, Mida, that Buddha" Fang Yin also trembled: "Miscellaneous, good, well, uh... Bear, live! Think about it, want to be uh year, the first emperor Huan Di... The chair, uh, up, thunder, a snake fell and landed on that dragon chair."

In the interval between thunder, Fang Yin's tone also smoothed out:

"If you drop a snake, the third prince will have to roll one. The miscellaneous family was thinking at that time: Who doesn't have a snake in the farmer's house? Jump...! ”

The thunder exploded again, and the startled Fang Yin and Wen Cheng almost jumped up

If it weren't tied with a bamboo pole rope

"Regret, regret, regret? Hey, toss with me like this? Wen Cheng asked with a pale face

Master Fang Yin's body is like a sifting chaff: "Later, regret ......"