"It was given to me by a master of Uszang, who invited me to participate in the Nowruz Poetry Race." Xuanzang smiled happily.

"That's not going to laugh like that, is it?" Xiang Gong was strange.

"He said that after the poetry meeting, he would give me a Heart Sutra." As soon as Xuanzang said this, Xiang Gong finally understood why he was so happy.

"What Heart Sutra?"

"The master only gave a little, Jingyun: Guanzi Bodhisattva, when he practiced deep paramita...... Xuanzang said, and then opened his mouth to recite the sutra.

When Xiang Gong heard this, okay, it turned out to be this, and he couldn't help but say: "See that the five aggregates are empty, and overcome all suffering." The relics are not different from the color, and the emptiness is not different from the color; Color is emptiness, and emptiness is color. The same is true of what you want to do. The relics are the empty phase of all the laws, which are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, nor increased nor decreased. There is no ...... in the sky."

Xiang Gong's voice became smaller and quieter, only to see Xuanzang's eyes getting bigger and bigger, and they were about to glow, so frightened that Xiang Gong couldn't help but tremble, "Why do you look at me like this?" ”

"Don't stop, don't stop, Master Xiang, go on, let the disciple record it carefully, how do you know about this Heart Sutra? Oh my God, you must be a messenger sent by the Buddha......" Xuanzang said, and began to rummage in his pocket, and hurriedly searched for a long time, only to find that he came out shopping today, and he didn't bring any paper, ink, pen and inkstone with him.

Xiang Gong looked full of cold sweat, "Okay, okay, I just felt something in my heart before I came here, you still go to the poetry competition and ask the master." "Actually, Xiang Gong is just an excuse, he is not a believer, how can he memorize the whole text, memorize it there, and remember it vaguely later.

But who would have thought that he would say such a casual excuse, which made Xuanzang's face even more shocked, and when he came back to his senses, Xuanzang also folded his hands in front of Xiang Gong, respectfully and respectfully made a head, and the Buddha was not stopped, making Xiang Gong uncomfortable.

"Oh, what are you doing here?"

"Master Xiang, you go with Xuanzang to participate in the poetry competition, I want to introduce the master of Wu Sizang to you to know, your gifted Buddha nature wisdom root, I think it will make the master very happy to get acquainted......

"Ah, Cheng, Cheng, I like to be lively the most, and it's not bad to listen to the poetry of the Western Regions, Cheng!" Xiang Gong agreed, and Xuanzang was satisfied.

Everyone was busy all day, and when they returned home, they saw that Zhu Fengchun was directing everyone to search for paints, everything was going very smoothly, and the process of dyeing cloth began simultaneously......

On March 20, in the morning light of Wusizang, there was a melodious and lofty singing, and a team of people came out of Gao Laozhuang in the Lingshan Valley.

Tomorrow is the official start of Nowruz, and the Turkic people who are predating everywhere have stopped all their running and assault today, and are quietly preparing for this most important festival.

For the Turkic vassal state of Uszang, Nowruz was more formal and important.

The little princess of the Jieli Khan family, Aqina, was stationed at the foot of Ling Mountain, so all the leading and influential figures in the Wusi Tibetan country had to assemble in the Wuzhina grassland at the foot of Ling Mountain.

The Wuzhina grassland is backed by Lingshan Mountain, surrounded by the Gobi Desert on three sides, Princess Aqina has a bad temper today, although she knows that some strong people are difficult, but she has already told Zhu Fengchun, who is so handsome that he doesn't look like a man, if he can't deliver the cloth before the start of Nowruz Festival, delaying the production of the national costumes of more than 1,900 Turkic people here, his handsome face is waiting to become a mess of rotten meat!

However, tomorrow is the first day of Nuruz, and even if he sends it now, he doesn't have time to make all the costumes, and if the Turkic ancestors knew that the Nowruz festival she presided over desecrated the great sun god, then in the future, wouldn't his father be dragged to sacrifice to the heavens?

"Come on, go to that Gao Laozhuang, arrest the damn Zhu Fengchun, I will use his dirty blood to tell the ancestors and totem gods of the Turks." Akina pouted and said coldly.

"Ah, Princess Akina, Zhu Fengchun's horse team is on its way!"

"He still dares to come? Hmph, it's useless to do anything now, this princess won't spare him! Aqina slapped the table, but there was no trace of murderous intent in her eyes, for her, killing an alien race like Zhu Fengchun was actually not murder at all, right? Both my father and my brothers did this.

In the middle of the day, the shadow of the flagpole in front of the tent hit the roof of the tent crookedly, and there was a burst of laughter outside, and Akina lifted the curtain of the tent to find that everyone was together, with a look of surprise on their faces, and from time to time someone raised his hand from the crowd, holding not brand new clothes, but a strange food.

Suddenly, a familiar face appeared in the crowd, and it was twisting around, with a bright smile on its face, and when its eyes came into contact with their gaze, they were slightly stunned, was he?

"Ouch, it's really a narrow road, why is she?" Xiang Gong secretly stuck out his tongue and hurriedly squatted down, letting the surrounding Turks hide themselves firmly.

However, there was still a coquettish cry in his ears, "Get out of here!" ”

The people around him retreated one after another, and Xiang Gong saw a pair of delicate pony boots appear in front of him, raised his head, and leaked an embarrassed smile.

"Ah, it's you, it's fate!" Xiang Gong greeted with an embarrassed smile.

"Hmph, you dare to appear in front of me, come on, tie me up!" Princess Akina drank squeamishly.

Ouch, why are you so unlucky, when you meet this little girl, look at her tone, she must be a girl from a Turkic aristocratic family who is used to being rude, I already knew that I wouldn't come out with Zhu Fengchun to join in the fun, Xiaobailong and Wukong didn't follow, just Xuanzang and himself, how can I do it with others?

Xiang Gongzheng was in a state of confusion, but he heard Zhu Fengchun hurriedly say, "Wait...... Princess, this Brother Xiang is the hero of our Great Turks, why do you want to treat him like this? ”

Princess? Damn, I didn't expect the little girl to have a good background? I don't know which tribe chief's daughter, what can I do?

"Hmph, hero? All I know is that he dares to snatch my beloved little eagle, and dare to tease Princess Ben in public, no matter how great a hero is, come on......" Akina shouted with a pout.

It turned out that Princess Akina was the green-shirted girl that Xiang Gong met in the Wusi Tibetan Market that day.

"Wait, you little girl, didn't your family teach you what it means to come first and come first? Obviously I got the little eagle first that day, can you tell me some reason? ”

"Hmph, this princess is the truth!" After Akina shouted, several guards immediately tied up Xiang Gong.

"Princess, if it weren't for Brother Xiang, not to mention that the paint would not be able to be made this time, let alone that so many ready-to-wear clothes could be made in advance!"

"Oh? Garments? ”