Chapter Forty-Seven: The National Teacher of Tibet
Cuicui stood alone in the huge courtyard, anxiously waiting for Zhu Mingyang, fragrant food came out of the back room, since Zhu Mingyang went out, Cuicui helped him find fish charms at home all afternoon, but there was no gain. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info The sky gradually darkened, Zhu Mingyang looked for the last pawnshop, but the pawnshop owner slowly shook his head, and Zhu Mingyang went home disappointed.
"Brother Zhu, you're finally back, the dishes are cold, I'll help you heat it up again!" Cuicui saw Zhu Mingyang coming back, and hurriedly took the food on the table and reheated it.
"Cuicui! Don't be busy, I can't eat! Zhu Mingyang pulled Cuicui and sat down.
"Brother Zhu, is it ......" Cuicui understood that Zhu Mingyang must have returned in vain, and sighed deeply.
Although Cuicui prepared a table full of delicacies, Zhu Mingyang had no appetite at all, so he went back to his room early to rest. After running for a day, Zhu Mingyang was so tired that he didn't even use the footwashing water that Cuicui prepared for him, so he lay down on the bed. But I couldn't sleep when I was lying in bed. Where to look? Xu Yue'er, where are you? Zhu Mingyang tossed and turned, thinking about it without stopping. The next day, as soon as it was dawn, Zhu Mingyang went to the street again, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would not let go. Zhu Mingyang came to Ganye Temple, and he instructed Li Chunfeng to arrange workers to help him find it.
In the early morning, a few bird calls woke Xu Yue'er, the bonfire in front of her was close to extinguishing, only a few sporadic sparks and bursts of black smoke, a chill came spontaneously, I didn't think that I actually slept by the river last night. The master arranged his own task, but after all, he did not complete it, not only did he not sneak into Zhu's mansion smoothly, but even Zhao's father was killed inexplicably, thinking of this, Xu Yueer actually felt a little sad. However, she looked at the fish talisman in her hand and showed a little confidence, because she believed that Zhu Mingyang would still come to her.
"Chang'an is ahead, let's go into the city immediately!" Suddenly, there were a few very non-standard Chinese voices from the official road.
"Well, remember that we're here to discuss the Dharma and to hear the truth!" An old man's voice was exceptionally crisp.
Xu Yue'er hid behind the big tree and looked at the official road, only to see a group of Tubo walking towards Chang'an, the head of the monk was about forty years old, although the monk's robe was added, but the walk was light and healthy, this monk's light skill was so good, Xu Yue'er was secretly shocked, and the other monks followed closely and seemed to be extremely respectful. The pedestrians on both sides of the official road avoided this group of monks like a plague.
"Strange? What exactly are these monks going to do? I heard that the monks have been in turmoil recently, and they have no energy to investigate the matter thoroughly because of the death of the emperor, but this group of monks is too bold, and they dare to walk on the street in broad daylight. Thinking of this, Xu Yue'er was shocked and hurriedly followed. But seeing that this group of monks didn't seem to care about the opinions of the surrounding people but walked towards the inner city of Chang'an City as if no one was around, Xu Yue'er saw that the monks all entered the inner city and followed in, it was not difficult to enter the inner city with Xu Yueer's light skills, but seeing that this group of monks was taken to Honglu Temple by a civil official, Xu Yue'er saw that the Imperial Forest Army kept patrolling back and forth, and could not continue to approach, so she came out of the inner city.
Zhu Mingyang kept searching the streets, but when he saw the woman in red, he went back to take a look, but he didn't even see Xu Yue'er's shadow. After searching for two or three days without any clues, Xu Yue'er seemed to disappear out of thin air. If it goes on like this, how should Li Zhi and Wu Zetian deal with each other that day? Thinking of this, Zhu Mingyang found a stone pier on the side of the street and sat down, panting and thinking. Suddenly, he found that the surroundings had become deserted, and the street that was still full of people just now was empty, he stood up and observed vigilantly, and suddenly found a group of monks walking towards the street.
"Tibetan prostitute monks, how dare you come?" Zhu Mingyang didn't care so much, thinking of Master Cai's killing, thinking of Cuicui's loss because of this, he couldn't control his emotions anymore, and ran up with grief and anger, blocking the front of this group of monks.
"You, what are you doing?" A young monk stammered and asked in a weird way.
"What to do? Blood debt and blood repayment. Zhu Mingyang spit out a few words, but he was full of chills.
"This son, do we have a grudge?" The monk at the head seemed to be taken aback, but he immediately returned to normal and calm.
"You killed your grandfather, washed the fishing village with blood, slaughtered the people, and bullied Cuicui, although I am not afraid of many of you, I want to see if there is a way under the feet of this son of heaven." Zhu Mingyang scolded angrily.
"The donor is serious, I waited all the way to Middle-earth, but I have never met, why is it such a bad deed." Although the voice of the leader monk is not very loud, it is sonorous and powerful.
"You ......" Zhu Mingyang saw that the monk didn't admit it, and he was very angry, so he threw himself at the monk, and all the hatred was intertwined.
"Bold! Dare to attack the Tibetan holy monk, take it for me! At this time, Zhu Mingyang found that these monks were followed by a group of soldiers.
"It turns out that you are actually colluding, I said how this monk wanders the streets in the middle of the day." Zhu Mingyang pointed at the leading soldier and roared.
"Don't do it yet!" As soon as the leader of the soldiers gave the order, the soldiers surrounded him, and spears and spears stabbed at Zhu Mingyang together.
"Let's go!" Just when Zhu Mingyang was trapped, he saw two soldiers lying on the ground, and a black shadow pulled Zhu Mingyang out of the market.