There are indeed two loads of goods abandoned on the side of the mountain road, it seems that the blue-shirted Han man has really encountered fierce beasts such as tigers and leopards, but where are the three of Miao Huzi?

The old monk Jingquan silently recited the "Diamond Sutra", led his subordinates and a group of thirteen people to walk through the five-mile mountain road with trepidation, and heard the sound of Xiao and drum singing in front of him.

Princess Qingle and cumin in the carriage were secretly happy, and said in their hearts: "Very good, kill five, continue to do it, and let these bad guys disappear one by one." The two of them looked at each other and smiled, only Fangcha didn't know what was going on, and they trembled with fright.

Wu Ben Yanqing asked: "National teacher, do you still want to find the three of them?" ”

The old monk Jing Quan was free and easy, and said: "If it is a living person, what is the use of looking for it? If it's a dead person, it's useless to find it - let's go, there is the Chongsheng Temple not far ahead, let's get to the temple first. ”

After walking for several miles, there was a fork in the road, one was the avenue that went south to Houguan County, and the other was the mountain road on the left to Xuefeng Mountain.

The old monk Jingquan said: "The horse was unloaded from the yoke, the carriage was left at the bottom of the mountain, and all the others went up the mountain." ”

Princess Qingle, cumin, and Fangcha got out of the car, breathing happily, turning their heads to see that the bright moon in the eastern sky was as clear as a silver plate, and the song of the flute and drums in the distance was like an ethereal fairy music.

"Hurry up the mountain, Xi Erniang, Mrs. Lin, you two support the princess, and the group of barbarians is about to come over, make way for them." The old monk Jingquan's oily bald head flashed under the moon, holding a Zen staff as if to drive Princess Qingle up the mountain quickly.

The front six Wu Ben opened the way, two sturdy servants one left and one right holding Princess Qingle to climb the mountain, cumin and aromatic tea followed, and behind the hall was the old monk Jingquan and four Wu Ben, a total of seventeen people.

Princess Qingle shouted, "I will leave by myself." Let me go! ”

The old monk Jingquan said coldly: "If you dare to say a word again, you will strangle your mouth with a rope!" "Inexplicably, five people were damaged, and the old monk Jing Quan's Zen heart couldn't be maintained.

A group of people climbed the mountain under the moon, and heard the singing and dancing of the halfway up the mountain becoming more and more lively, and everyone remembered what the wine seller said before, and the mountains and Ha all gathered at the Jinao Spring to jump the moon and worship the gods.

The old monk Jingquan said: "Jinao Spring is the only way to go to Chongsheng Temple, let's be careful, don't provoke those barbarians, the barbarians worship the gods are the most taboo to be disturbed by others." ”

Didn't take a few steps. Behind the blowing and blowing is a group of gorgeously dressed mountain ha, that is, the group of shanha who came from the south avenue just now, it turned out that they also went to the Jinao Spring to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival, one by one wearing hideous masks, beating drums and blowing flutes, jumping up.

The mountain road was cramped, and the old monk Jingquan took the lead to let go of the side, and the two servant women also pulled Princess Qingle to stand against the rock wall. Let these mountains pass first.

There were about 30 people in this group of mountains, and men and women could be identified from the clothes under the masks, dancing and walking in front of Monk Jingquan and others. A long-legged, thin-waisted, graceful Shanha woman suddenly stopped saluting Monk Jingquan and the others, and said in a beautiful voice like a yellow warbler: "Friends of the Han people, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, whether it is the Han people or the Shanha, they should be as close as brothers and sisters, come, take seventeen masks of the gods——"

Two Sanha men came over with a stack of masks. The long-legged Miaoyin Dishanha woman took a mask of the god of the gods, walked to the old monk Jing Quan, and pushed her mask upwards first. showed a pretty face with crooked eyebrows and starry eyes, and the sweeter his voice became: "This master." Please wear this dance mask, you can ward off evil spirits, pray for blessings, and benefit a lot. ”

Beautiful, generous and courteous women are always difficult to refuse, Monk Jingquan is a lot older, and he can't help but take the mask, as soon as his hand is stretched out, then his palm is erected. Shi Li said: "Amitabha." Lao Qu is a disciple of Buddhism, so he can't wear this. ”

The slender waist and long legs of the Shanha beauty nodded: "Yes." I almost broke the master's Buddhist rules. Monk Jingquan nodded with a smile, and walked in front of Yan Qing again, holding a mask and smiling at Yan Yan, saying the same thing.

Although Princess Qingle is as beautiful as a fairy, she feasted Yan Qing and other warriors of the Eight Kingdoms of Zhongtian along the way, but the beauty of Shanha in front of her is also very amorous, Yan Qing wanted to take it over, and his hand stopped halfway, looking at the old monk Jingquan.

The old monk Jingquan didn't want to make these mountains unhappy, and the beauty in front of him was indeed a beautiful woman who made people forget their worries, so he nodded.

The beauty of Shanha did not hand over the mask to Yan Qing, but put it on for him herself, which made Yan Qing flattered, bowing her waist, stretching her head and neck as if waiting to be killed.

The beauty of Shanha did not make any changes, and put on the mask for the warriors of the Eight Kingdoms of Zhongtian one by one, and when she came to Princess Qingle, her starry eyes lit up, and she praised: "What a beautiful Han woman, is it a heavenly maiden?" ”

The old monk Jingquan coughed sternly, indicating that the three of them should warn Princess Qingle not to talk nonsense.

"You're beautiful too!" Princess Qingle dealt with it casually, absent-mindedly, her eyes were looking at this group of Shanha people, seeing if Cousin Xuan was inside? If she is here, she will definitely be able to recognize Cousin Xuan's broad shoulders and narrow waist, tall figure, very recognizable.

But the narrow mountain road was crowded with dozens of people, and it was a hazy moonlit night, and Princess Qingle didn't see which mountain man was like Zhou Xuan.

Except for the old monk Jingquan, the group of Zhongtian Eight Kingdoms all wore Wu dance masks, you look at me, I look at you, it's very fresh.

The Shanha beauty pulled off her mask and put it on, and asked, "This master, do you want to watch my Shanha people jump over the moon to worship the gods?" ”

The old monk Jingquan replied: "The old man and his entourage are going to Chongsheng Temple. ”

Shanha beauty said: "Chongsheng Temple is on it, the master is a guest from afar, please first." ”

The old monk Jing Quan saw that this group of Shanha people had retreated and waited for them to go first, and said in his heart: "This group of barbarians also knows etiquette. Immediately pronounced the Buddha's horn and waved his hand to let the Wu Ben in front of him move forward.

Princess Qingle was still grinding and looking around, two servant women wearing blue-faced fanged masks held her hostage along the mountain road, and behind them, the Shanha people sang again, the drums "dong dong", and the flute was swirling.

The old monk Jingquan shouted: "Cheer me up, don't mess up the team." ”

Zhong Wu Ben responded: "Huh." ”

Jinao Spring is a large spring composed of more than a dozen small springs scattered together. They are all hot springs, the hot springs of Xuefeng Mountain are very famous, when Monk Jingquan came to Chongsheng Temple forty years ago, he bathed in Jinao Spring and then went up to the mountain, so there is still some emotion to revisit the place, the scenery of the mountains and rivers is not very different, and the little monk is now the national teacher of the eight countries of Zhongtian who is famous all over the world, if it is not just in the mountain mandrill monster there are five people, then the mood will be better.

Seng Jingquan is a monk anyway, although he doesn't believe in karma very much. But the gods and monsters are always believed, and the eight kingdoms of Zhongtian have worshiped gods and witches so far, which is exactly the same as Liu Jixing's father and son's belief in gods and witches, so the death of Miao Huzi and the five monks Jingquan can not be explained, and they will naturally think that it was done by the tree spirit mandrill, which is all because the Shanha people sacrifice to the gods, and some spirits and evil things are provoked.

There is a flat land with a radius of 100 zhang by the Jinao Spring. The grass was green, and three bonfires were burning at this time, and hundreds of mountain men and women were singing and dancing, all wearing masks of different shapes.

Seng Jingquan and the others were trying to bypass the edge of the singing and dancing crowd, when they suddenly heard the sound of the drums, hundreds of people sang in unison, and the dancing man suddenly flashed a torch in his hand, and the flames were blazing, reflecting the red for half the sky. Even the bright moon was eclipsed.

Yan Qing and the other six Wu Ben, who were walking in front, were dazzled by the rapidly spinning torches, and stood there stunned for a moment. Hundreds of Sanha men and women swarmed and surrounded them at once. The girl took them by the soft arm and jumped up and down.

Yan Qing shouted: "I'm not Shanha, I'm Han." ”

The girl of Shanha said with a tongue: "Han friends want to dance the moon even more, since they have already put on the mask of the dance, if they don't dance, the gods will blame." ”

The torches are blazing, the figures are shaking, and the singing is boiling. Drums rained down. The scene was extremely noisy, and the old monk Jingquan was also dizzy for a while. When he woke up, he had been squeezed aside, although he was old and strong, and his martial arts were strong, but after all, he didn't have the kind of kung fu that made others close to him, because he was bald and had a scar, so there was no Shanha girl to pull him to dance, and he jumped on the side alone in a hurry, shouting: "Xi Erniang, Mrs. Lin-"

As soon as the torches in the hands of the Shanha man fell, they were all extinguished, only the three bonfires were still blazing, the light and shadow changed, except for the monk Jingquan, everyone else was swept into the dancing crowd.

At first, Princess Qingle was held hostage by the two sturdy servants, one left and one right, and surged with the flow of people, and in a moment, the two servants were torn apart, and several strong men surrounded them and danced violently and sang loudly.

Princess Qingle was free, and she was squeezing around in the crowd alone, and her heart was extremely excited, she knew that she had been rescued, and Cousin Xuan had come to save her.

Princess Qingle pushed the mask on her forehead, so that it was easy to see people, and she stretched out a hand from behind to pull down her mask and put it back on, and then felt a burst of heat in her ears, and a voice said: "Huzhu, cousin, I'm here." ”

Princess Qingle was so happy that her heart was about to jump out of her mouth, leaning her back on Zhou Xuan, as if her whole body strength was lost all of a sudden, and then she felt very wronged, leaned her head on Zhou Xuan's right shoulder, and whimpered under the mask: "Cousin Xuan, why are you here now!" ”

Zhou Xuan hugged Princess Qingle's waist from behind, feeling very sorry for Princess Qingle, he was a wedding envoy, the princess was taken away and suffered so many grievances, he was responsible, and said softly: "Huzhu, isn't my cousin here, come, follow me, let's leave here." Holding Princess Qingle's thin round waist with both hands, he turned the princess to the front, and then held Princess Qingle's right hand with his left hand, and gently hugged the princess's waist with the other hand-

Princess Qingle heard the string song and knew the elegant meaning, her left hand put on Zhou Xuan's left shoulder, her small waist was twisted, and her left crotch was against Zhou Xuan's right crotch, and the two cousins danced the "Vienna Waltz" under the bright moon and by the bonfire.

Princess Qingle rested her chin on Zhou Xuan's shoulder, sobbed softly, smelled the slight sweat on Cousin Xuan's body, the happiness in her heart filled her whole body, and her feet moved with the movement of Zhou Xuan's footsteps, as long as she followed Cousin Xuan, she would be willing wherever she went!

Princess Qingle is eighteen years old, her love has been opened, she didn't think she liked any man, in addition to her father and brother, all she saw in the palace were eunuchs, since there was an inexplicable cousin Zhou Xuan, at first she was very annoyed with this Zhou Xuan, Zhou Xuan seemed to be against her everywhere, she wanted to play revenge but failed repeatedly, but suffered a lot of dumb losses, and later. The relationship is better, and I still paint that kind of ambiguous painting, I think it's fun, shy and happy, I like to be with my cousin Xuan, but it doesn't seem to be to the point where I can't be separated, proud and willful, the princess doesn't know what love is, and I don't know how to love someone?

In just six or seven days since the shipwreck, Princess Qingle has been thinking about Zhou Xuan all the time. I want Zhou Xuan to come and save her, and now, Zhou Xuan really came to save her, holding her in his arms - dancing, the joy of being rescued is followed by another unforgettable love experience, which makes her feel like the world is spinning, no matter how many people around, bumps and bumps. No matter how noisy and noisy the sounds around her were, she couldn't see or hear them, she only had Cousin Xuan in her eyes, although Cousin Xuan was wearing a hideous mask, but under the mask was that familiar, grinning face-

Princess Qingle pushed Zhou Xuan's mask up with her left hand, and gently rubbed the face that was not handsome, but very good-looking, well, the eyebrows were really black, and the bridge of the nose was high. The mouth is also big, and it bares its teeth to bite her fingers.

Princess Qingle sent her little finger over for Zhou Xuan to bite. His face was very close, and he said, "Cousin Xuan." I'm going to marry you. ”

Zhou Xuanxiao bit lightly on her little finger, rubbed it with her dry lips, and when she heard this, the smile on her face deepened, and said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." ”

Princess Qingle was not much shorter than Zhou Xuan, and pushed her mask up again. Tiptoe a little. kissed Zhou Xuan fiercely, not only pro. also bitten, biting Zhou Xuan's lower lip and not letting go, biting Zhou Xuan "ah" screamed in pain.

Princess Qingle's white melon-like teeth were shining, and she looked very sharp, because she bit Zhou Xuan's lower lip and didn't let go, her voice was vague - "You must marry me, you must marry me!" ”

Zhou Xuan's right hand reached over and pinched it vigorously on the round buttocks, and the teeth that bit her lips were released, Zhou Xuan "sizzled" and took a few breaths, his tongue licked his lower lip with some salty taste, and was bitten by Princess Qingle, and the big hand that grabbed the princess's buttocks pinched it hard, pinching the princess and exhaling, and a layer of mist in her eyes, like crying, laughing, and coquettish.

"You're a fanciful person, you're going to marry before you leave the danger, the old bald donkey is spinning all over the field, don't look around, put on your mask." Zhou Xuan said as he moved south.

Princess Qingle pulled down the mask and put it on, and saw a mountain man squeezing over and pulling Zhou Xuan's sleeve, and said, "Lord Zhou, this way, the horse is under the slope—"

Zhou Xuan hugged Princess Qingle and followed the person to the southeast, and just squeezed to the edge of the crowd, he suddenly heard someone shouting: "There are a large number of people and horses coming under the mountain, it seems that they are the soldiers of Shao Wujun." ”

Zhou Xuan was shocked, Qian Wei's soldiers and horses! Changxi County reported the news to Fuzhou so quickly? How did Qian Weiyan know that he was here?

Zhou Xuanxue learned the Three Kingdoms, imitated the Water Margin, one plan after another, and finally rescued Princess Qingle without any damage, it can be said that the organs are exhausted, but he can't count that Wu Yuebing will suddenly appear here, I don't know how many soldiers and horses come, if he surrounds all the hundreds of people here and searches them one by one, he will definitely fall into the hands of Wu Yueren.

Zhou Xuan took Princess Qingle's hand and ran wildly towards the southeast, he must not stay here in vain to try to get by, as long as he and Princess Qingle escaped, the others would be fine.

Princess Qingle had long legs and ran fast, dragging Zhou Xuan's arm and running, only to hear Zhou Xuan ask while running: "Panshan chief, where is the Pan patriarch?" ”

A sweet voice sounded behind him: "Zhou Jungong, I have been following you." ”

Princess Qingle looked back, ah, it was the Shanha beauty who gave her a mask to wear!

Zhou Xuan said: "Patriarch Pan, I will take the princess and leave first, you stay to take care of the others, Wu Yuebing does not catch me, and he will not embarrass you." ”

But the beautiful matriarch said, "No, I have to run too, these people may come to arrest me." ”

Zhou Xuanqi said: "Why? Could it be that you helped me so quickly let Qian Weiyan know? ”

The beautiful matriarch ran lightly and agilely, like a deer in the mountains, not panting or sweating, obviously having martial arts, and said: "The people of Qingyuan have already arrived in Fuzhou City, they-let's not talk about it, hurry up and escape before talking." ”

The beautiful matriarch was followed by a female guard, and the other guards should have run away, and the five people ran to the southeast slope, and the mounts of the "Shine the Night Jade Flower Skull" and the beautiful matriarch and others were silently grazing here.

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