The conversation in the temple continues.

"The good faith only needs to do what he thinks in his heart, and it is enough to calm the world. Suppress the devil's heart, and the red heart will shine on the sweat. "Yang Er now completely believes that there really are immortals in this world. In front of this old immortal, he is like a transparent piece of paper.

Xie Xianzu pointed out, he will unify the country and rejuvenate China. The lonely king will not forget his original intention, and will definitely benefit all the people, raise the name of China, and let all directions come to the court! After speaking, Yang Er got up and saluted, turned around and wanted to walk out.

"Be faithful and slow! There are two disciples under the Poor Dao Seat, and they are also disciples of the Poor Dao. Poor Dao wants to make him follow Shanxin's side, and the techniques he and the two of them have learned can ensure that Shanxin has no worries about his life. Monk Ancestor also got up and said slowly to Yang Er. At the same time, after the reconciliation, he shouted: "Zhong Jian, out of the dust." Before he could finish speaking, a man and a woman came out from behind the tent.

Yang Er looked at the two, who were about the same age as himself. The man is ugly, with a nose and eyes, and a short and fat stature; The girl looks like a fairy, with black hair tied on the top of her head, a plain skirt, and a graceful posture, euphemistic and moving.

Yang Er saw that the two of them were a little out of shape. The two of them shouted in unison: "Master" and the monk and the ancestor of the monk and the ancestor of the monk.

Yang Er also looked at the pair of boys and girls stupidly.

"Shanxin, these two are my disciples, and they are also disciples of the poor path. Both of them are surnamed Zhang, the male is called Zhong Jian, and the female is out of the dust. Since childhood, he has followed the art around him and has achieved success. At this moment, you need to go out of the mountain to go further. Now I have asked the two of them to follow Shanxin by his side, one can keep Shanxin safe, and the other is that Shanxin can also gain extraordinary experience when they are fighting in the south and the north, which will be of great benefit to their cultivation. I hope that the good faith will accept it. After the Monk Ancestor finished speaking, he smiled and looked at Yang Er with a light stroke.

Yang Er is stupid at the moment, Zhang Zhongjian, Zhang Chuchen. Isn't this the bearded guest and the red-whisked girl in acting novels? Of course it's not yet, it's nothing yet, just two little Taoists. These two are little fairies! How could I refuse? Silly!

"Immortal Ancestor has words, dare not obey. From now on, I will treat them with the kindness of my brother and sister. Please rest assured. ”

"Okay, this matter is over, and the good faith can be returned quickly." The monk and ancestor waved the dust, and turned around and left after chanting the Taoist number.

Yang Er looked at the direction in which the ancestor left, demented, and was silent for a long time.

"Brother Yang, please move. Brother Yang? Feed! Seeing Yang Er's unruly appearance, he felt very ridiculous, and screamed a few times before Yang Er came back to his senses, smiled, and waved his hand out.

"Let's go! Follow your brother out of the mountain. ”

Zhang Zhongjian pinched his nose, lifted the saber hanging from his waist on the right side, and walked out of the hallway with Zhang Chuchen behind Yang Er.

Walking out of the mountain gate, come to protect the child and come forward to give a salute. Suddenly, seeing Yang Er following closely behind him, he couldn't help but feel suspicious. Seeing this, Yang Er led Er Zhang to say in front of everyone: "These two are Immortal Ancestor disciples, although they are young, they are both unborn masters. Ordered by the patriarch, follow the king's side and protect the king's safety. One is Zhang Zhongjian, the other is Zhang Chuchen, with these two people around, I don't have to worry about it! Walk. ”

"It's really blown. We're hidden masters! Hee-hee! There was a small laugh from behind him.

"Oh, yes. Zhong Jian, tell this king, what kind of Dao and immortal arts have you both learned? "Yang Er is interested, since he thinks that the Monk Ancestor is an immortal of the unknown prophet, then his apprentice must also be an immortal who has learned it. Didn't the ancestor say that the two of them had learned something? I'll just ask why.

"The two of us have followed our ancestors since childhood, and I majored in internal and external exercises. The younger sister is out of the dust to major in cultivating the Tao, calling for the wind and rain to scatter beans into soldiers, and mortals are unstoppable. Zhang Zhongjian said softly.

"Really?" Yang Er was a little disbelieving, and turned his head to look at the dust again.

"Humph! What I have learned will be verified in the future, and it is useless to say more. Izumi said disdainfully.

"Said you dragged it, you really dragged it." Yang Erxin said.

"What did you say?" Izumi asked, glaring.

"Didn't say anything! Hey? Could it be that Sister Izumi can also read minds? Yang Er looked at the dust and exclaimed. I thought to myself, this is a terrible thing. There is dust here, and I am afraid that there will be no secret privacy in the future!

Soon everyone returned to the Dead Leaf Ridge cottage. After lunch in a hurry, the whole army was about to leave. There are about 150 minions in Dry Leaf Ridge, and there is not much food and grass. There are about 60 people who are willing to follow Zhai Rang to become a personal escort, and after they are dispersed, they are divided into three people: Zhai Rang, Shi Tai and Lai Hu'er. The rest of the unwillingness will be divided equally among the grain, cattle and sheep in the cottage and sent back to their homes and returned to the people. The latter fire burned the cottage to the ground.

Liang Shitai is still the pioneer, and Zhai Rang is the pioneer. Lai Hu'er is still the commander of the Chinese army, commanding all the entourage and following behind. Yang Er's side is Zhong Jian on the left, and dust on the right, closely following.

The group passed by the town of Withered Leaf Ridge, did not stop, and slowly passed through the town, without attracting too much attention. Zhong Jian clenched the sword at his waist, his eyes looked around to the left and right, and he was extremely vigilant. Out of the dust, the right hand whisks the dust on the left arm, the left arm goes forward, the hand twists the fingers, and the virtual vision. In Yang Er's opinion, the dust is like a small magic stick. Suddenly, Izuchen glanced at Yang Er. "Why does she react when she thinks badly about her?" Yang Er gasped again.

"Sister Izuchen, my brother knows that you can read minds. This kind of immortal god skill can't be used for brothers. Yang Er whispered to Chuchen with a bitter face.

"Although mind reading is one of the Taoist immortal techniques, my little sister has not learned it. Why did my brother say this? Izuku said coldly.

"Oh, is it all a coincidence?" Yang Er turned his head to look at the dust. I saw the corners of Chuchen's mouth slightly upturned, "No, she will, she's laughing!" It's a big deal to miss her more in the future. Let you read your mind, be careful that your skills are used here, don't grow breasts! No, no, no, I was wrong. Yang Er saw Chuchen looking at him inexplicably, and suddenly felt that his head was extremely big.

After a while, Yang Eryi changed his mind. After all, it is a lot of benefits to be able to read minds! You think, in the future, what I want to do, you don't need to speak, as soon as the idea arrives, you can understand it when you come out of the dust. God can do things according to the meaning of my heart without knowing it, not that there is a lot less trouble, but there is more tacit understanding! Yang Er thought of this and was immediately relieved.

"It's better to wait for the dust girl paper in the future, see if you can teach me, you can read the girl's heart, don't feel too cool!" Yang Er couldn't help but laugh softly. I saw Izuchen looking at him with an angry expression.

The knot in his heart has been solved, Yang Er is in a happy mood, looking at the great rivers and mountains in ancient times. It is surrounded by primeval forests and is full of flowers. Walk through a ditch, over a ridge. Yang Er couldn't help but sing a song when he touched the scene.

The sun winked at me

The birds sang to me

I'm a hard-working goblin who doesn't cling to me

Don't ask me where I'm from

Don't ask me where I'm going

I'm going to pluck the most beautiful flowers

Dedicated to my little gong act (oops, I almost forgot)

The king called me to patrol the mountains

I'll turn the world around

Beat my drum and beat my gong

Life is full of rhythm

The king called me to patrol the mountains

Grab a monk for dinner

The water of this mountain stream

Incredibly sweet

Don't envy mandarin ducks, don't envy immortals

"Stop ----," Zhong Jian beside him shouted loudly. "I've endured the rest, but why do you want to eat monks? My ancestor is a master of Buddhism and Taoism! ”

"Hmph, it's all a mess of bad rhetoric. It's a princess, a fairy, and a mandarin duck. Izumi laughed and scolded. But it's pretty good. If you have time, tell me what kind of story it is. ”

Yang Er's face darkened. How can this story be told in a while! If you finish speaking, your sister should be inferior to your current Taoism. In the story, you are all Taoist immortals, ancestors, and immortals, and your power is boundless. After peeking at the dust, I saw that the dust had his eyes wide open, and he looked at Yang Er with a look of surprise.

"Report to the prince, General Liang found a river valley area in front, the terrain is flat and wide, and it is convenient to get water, which is suitable for camping and repairing. Ask the prince if he is camping? "As soon as the road was opened, the guards galloped to report.

"It's been nearly 3 hours since I got here from Dry Leaf Ridge Town, and it's nearly a hundred miles, to say the least. At present, the sky is getting dark, and Liang Shitai is ordered to make a meal on the flat ground by the river. ”

"Yes, lord." The herald ordered the guards to gallop away.

"Lord Wang." Laihu'er drove forward and came to Yang Erma. "The river ahead must be the Wei River, and after crossing the Wei River, you will enter the realm of Huayin Mansion. Huayin Mansion is a large place with a large population and a thriving market. It can be repaired for two days and then go to Tongguan. ”

"Wait until tomorrow when you arrive in Huayin, and today you will camp by the Wei River. The guards on duty at night must be properly arranged, and there must be no mistakes. Yang Er said to Laihu'er.

"Lord Wang, rest assured, I want the two generals Zhai and Liang to take turns to be on duty at night, and it will be correct." Laihu'er said confidently. In the past, I didn't have a bad pool, but now I have two strong companions, so don't worry. Besides, aren't there still your two unborn master brothers and sisters? Laihu'er turned around and thought with a smile. He didn't know that the eyes of the dust had already locked him fiercely.

In the evening, the river breeze was blowing, and the heat of the day had long since dissipated. At this time, the temperature is suitable and refreshing. Yang Er was practicing his shocking Dulong Pestle Stick Method on the empty grass beside him, his body was like a light swallow, flying up and down. Everywhere the pestle went, everyone was shocked.

Zhong Jian looked at Yang Er, who had already entered a realm of self-forgetfulness, from a distance and looked at Yang Er, who had already entered a realm of selflessness, and couldn't help but say, "It seems that the master ancestor has been overly concerned and has lost his eyes." This little prince's pestle method is so powerful that ordinary people can't get close to it at all. I heard that he also has a set of flying stone stunts, and the Qiankun bag behind the saddle is full of pebbles the size of eggs. Within 100 steps, the flying stone will never be empty. ”

Izumi whispered, "Let's see!" He's got so much more than that. You and I will definitely learn from him what others can't, and many times I can't see through him. The master asked you and me to follow him, and there must be the truth of the master. ”

"Two younger siblings, why don't you show what you have learned in your life here?" Yang Er's side had already finished his work at this time, and looked at the two people who were sitting quietly and suggested.

"Okay---, I'll let you see the Cloud Gate Sword Technique." After speaking, Zhong Jian went down to play the sword.

Zhong Jian's set of Yunmen swordsmanship is a set of swordsmanship improvised by the monk Chou Yunyou when he preached to the Yunmen Zen Monastery in Longshan, Yecheng, and was known for his speed. Zhong Jian has practiced since he was a child, and he has become energetic. When the sword is like lightning, the sword qi envelops the whole body, and the water cannot be splashed. When Yang Er saw this, he was immediately petrified on the spot. Think about the so-called swordsmanship of later generations, it's just a fart. No wonder the ancestor said that with the two of them, he could ensure that life would not be worried, which was reasonable.

At night, on both sides of Yang Er's tent are the small tents of Zhong Jian and Chuchen. On the periphery, there are pro-military guards arranged by Hu'er, and they are divided into three layers to guard the tents of the Chinese army. Outside, there are two teams of guards who patrol from time to time, led by Zhai Rang and Liang Shitai respectively. Yang Er was completely relieved, under such a guard, not a single mouse would want to get in.

Under the gently flickering candlelight, Yang Er was sketching a map of the Great Sui army with a brush from memory. I don't know when, Izuchen has entered his tent with a cup of hot tea, came to the bookcase, and silently watched Yang Er draw on a piece of cloth. She didn't know what he was drawing, but she wrote his name in different places, and it was only when Izumi realized that it was a map. She didn't expect that the territory of the Great Sui Dynasty was not vast, and even the bustling city of Chang'an, which she had always longed for, was so close to the national border. The closest place to Chang'an, the name is circled, I don't know why?

After Yang Er's painting, although there are shortcomings, the approximate position and shape are still about the same. Now what Yang Er wants most is to wait for him to return to Chang'an, that is, to lead the troops to destroy Tuyuhun, let Hanzhong and the southern part of Qinghai and some of the territories occupied by Tubo outside the plateau return to the Celestial Empire, and drive the Tubo forces back to the uninhabitable snowy plateau, so that there will be no more troops to the west and south of Jingshi.