The countrymen look at the brightly lit city of Hangzhou, full of flowers, do not know how envious, many poor children have the pleasure of staying for one night, only to find that the countryside where they once lived, is simply not inhabited, the family raises some cattle and sheep and is always afraid of being stolen, or eaten by wolves, in short, for them, the big city is really good. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this time, in the Yanwang Mansion, a few assassins with short eyes broke in, and it should be said that the guards on the periphery let them in and then caught them all together.

Fang Yun walked over, and saw four assassins, or some masters of the rivers and lakes, one of them was a middle-aged man holding an iron whip, very powerful, a proper little grandmaster, but the little grandmaster's protective power for the palace was just like that.

After all, this is the Mansion of King Yan, the only prince in Qianyang who holds military power, and he is also a King Yan who can fight well.

Whether these people want to assassinate anyone, or want to steal the martial arts cheats, they are clowns for King Yan, whether these people are caught or killed, they have someone to manage.

King Yan, King of Hades, I don't know how many martial arts people are passing it on by word of mouth, and the cheats of the Scripture Pavilion are good, but I have never heard that someone has taken the things inside, and the guards of the White Horse Temple are nothing more than that.

The four of them were all injured, but they were not dead, struggling and screaming and being dragged away by a group of people in black, Fang Yun watched quietly from the side, and did not say a word, his home was very big, so big that he didn't know anything, Fang Yun would not interfere casually, Fang Yun wanted to do a lot, but many things could only be done from a small start.

Want to do something big? Let's get to know the world first.

After these disappeared at this moment, many maids and servants walked out, and they were extremely skilled in cleaning up the blood on the ground, some maids were not frightened at all, seeing His Royal Highness the Prince here, they also came to rub oil, for these bold maids, Fang Yun was very helpless, so he ran away in the laughter of the maids.

Life, days, are often always very monotonous and boring, after the amnesia, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World will never go to the Qinglou again, although he encourages some strange things, but compared to before, it is much more stable.

Technology changes the world, Fang Yun is not so powerful, and there is no scientific and technological content in his head, just nothing to enjoy the flowers, look at the scenery, and think about life.

For more than a month, all kinds of rumors about His Royal Highness the Prince seem to be a bit unworthy of the name, many people have seen His Royal Highness, but they have never been in and out of the Qinglou, and it is unusually quiet.

For such a long time, who has seen His Royal Highness the Prince of the World and the Ten Daughters of the Night, who has seen His Royal Highness the Prince of the World without a woman and unhappy, although I heard that the two maids next to His Royal Highness are peerless, but what can be done, they are the sons of the world, and there are few maids in the family.

Some people plucked up their courage and invited His Royal Highness the Prince to come out to play, and it was okay not to go to the Qinglou, to participate in some poetry meeting, or spring outing.

These are all some celebrities, but these people often don't see our Royal Highness, after all, His Royal Highness is really busy.......

Because His Royal Highness has been reading, writing, and practicing martial arts recently, and from time to time he wants to think of something imaginative, in short, His Royal Highness after amnesia is very different, but it is much better.

Fang Yun was originally very entangled in this long hair, but after such a long time, he slowly got used to it, at this time he rode around the lake on the sky clouds, a good horse needs to slip, although there are grooms, but after every horse has an owner, it will be unhappy if he doesn't see the owner for a long time.

There are some small villages around the West Lake, as the saying goes, the mountains eat the mountains and the water depends on the water, some small boats swing in the middle of the lake, naturally they plan to get a few fresh fish to go out to sell, they can't sell it, and they may be quite good to eat by themselves.

Ancient times are different from modern times, although the fish in the West Lake are fresh and delicious, but not expensive, after all, there are too many wild things in ancient times, ordinary people do not dare to live in the woods for one night, for fear of being eaten by some wild beasts, as for modern times, in addition to the primeval forest, there are no wild beasts.

The breeze blew in the face, a few wisps of catkins fell on the surface of the lake, only a little ripple gradually rose, the clouds in the sky that had not been running wild for a long time accelerated their speed, and the sound of horses' hooves vibrated steadily, and frequently.

Song Changdao and Hu Biao can only try their best to catch up with His Royal Highness the Prince, but although they are first-class war horses, they can't outrun this talented natural horse king, the clouds in the sky, I really think it's blowing, it's okay to travel 800 miles a day!

Fortunately, Fang Yun knew his strength, and he was afraid of encountering an accident, so he didn't run too far, and was caught up by Song Changdao and the others after a while.

"Young master, let's go home?" Song Changdao looked up at the sky and asked.

"Hmm."

When they went back, Fang Yun and the three of them did not ride fast horses, but they were very good, after all, there was nothing urgent, life was to be enjoyed, when they went back, Fang Yun saw the monks of Leifeng Pagoda again.

I don't know whose duck was taken captive by a few monks, and a few people were stealing food, and the one who ate the most was the old monk who had been noticed by Fang Yun.

Seeing the three of them passing by from here, several people were embarrassed, but no one put down the duck meat in their hands, and a few young monks quickly ate clean, rubbed their hands on the monk's robe despite the oil stains on their hands, and ran away.

The old monk ate slowly and said "Amitabha"

Turn your head and eat as you go back.

"This monk... It's so shameless. The corners of Fang Yun's mouth twitched, he despised it from his heart, it was okay to eat duck meat, but judging from their expressions, this was definitely stealing, how could he be a monk and take the sheep with his hands.

"What is a thousand taels of silver for?" Fang Yun turned around and asked.

"Open a good restaurant, or buy 100 acres of fertile land, build a lot of houses, marry a wife, and find a concubine without a problem, if you want to eat ducks, well..... not to mention 10,000 ducks, you can also buy thousands."

"Grass, worthy of a bald donkey, there is no good person, I also worshiped the Buddha."

"Your Highness, you can't say that, the Buddha is still good, after all, it's all in the sky, if you say it, what if people hear it."

"Cut, you have the ability to come down and bite me!"

Fang Yun returned to the palace unharmed, I don't know if the Buddha heard someone scolding him, but the Buddha didn't come down to bite him, and Hu Biao worshiped the Buddha all the way, praying not to hurt His Royal Highness.

"Your Highness, are you going to Leifeng Pagoda again?" Qing'er and Qiao'er were helping him rub his back, and at this time, His Royal Highness the Prince was lying in the barrel enjoying life, and when he heard the two of them asking, he said softly.

"Then Your Highness can see the White Lady?"

As soon as Fang Yun wanted to nod, he came to his senses, White Lady, is there a legend of the White Lady in this world?

"What do you know about Leifeng Tower?" Fang Yun thought for a moment and asked.

"Oh, I forgot that His Highness has lost his memory, this is Qiao'er's fault, the story of Leifeng Tower, I'll tell you."

As Qiao'er said slowly, Fang Yunkai gradually understood, Fahai Zen Master was probably a master at the level of a great grandmaster, and that Bai Suzhen was similar, but there were some problems with the exercises, and the form of a white python could appear, so he was mistaken for a goblin.

After all, this is the case in ancient times, if you are scared and don't understand, you will often rely on the gods and monsters, although you are stupid, but no one cares about them, and people who know these things are not interested in explaining these.

In short, after a struggle, Zen Master Fahai recited the vajra mantra and suppressed Bai Suzhen under the Leifeng Tower, Xu Xian died alone, as for the so-called Qing'er, he was rubbing Fang Yun behind him.

Fang Yun, who was thinking about it, thought that there was a problem with this matter, Fahai Zen Master should be a powerful Buddhist power, as for Bai Suzhen, he was naturally the sworn enemy of Jinshan Temple, and now Jinshan Temple does not have too much incense, and only the White Horse Temple in Qianyang should be Buddhist orthodoxy, which is the holy decree issued by Emperor Qianyang himself.

As for Taoism in Qianyang, one is the Zhengyi founded by Zhang Daoling during the Han Dynasty, which is dedicated to the Sanqing Dynasty and is located in Longhu Mountain.

The other is the Quanzhen Dao of Zhongnan Mountain, commonly known as the Quanzhen Sect in the rivers and lakes, dedicated to Lu Zu, Wang Chongyang established the Sect for only a hundred years, so that the Quanzhen Sect became one of the top Taoist sects in Qianyang, which is also extraordinary.

After Fang Yun dried his body, he lay on the bed, and suddenly saw a few fireworks..... it would be good to get some more powerful fireworks.