said that Zilong is the easiest one, but it's just because he has nothing to do now.

But the concern in my heart is no less than anyone else's.

The construction progress of Funiu Ridge, in his heart, the siege of Tucheng has been solved, but how to develop in the future, how Yang Zhong will rule, is also in his heart, and the most important thing is that the smell of the storm in Beizhen is permeating the air in Beidi in advance, which is even more in his heart.

Tu Gushan and his party, the harvest on Zilong's face may only be the armor worn on his body and the armor knife on his waist.

Walking in the vast grassland, out of the range of Tugu Mountain, it is a wilderness, Zilong is not the first time to fight this experience, although the time is still short, but still feel the vicissitudes of life, the world changes unpredictable.

I don't know if it's out of a state of mind, or because of war, or if the seasons change, the grassland seems to be more desolate, and the eyes are pale and yellow, as if it will never reach the border.

Zilong took the map given by Er Zhurong at the beginning, and walked in the direction of Cloud City, and when he passed by Er Zhurong Ranch, he found that there was no one there, but it was only more than a month, and the building was empty.

Thinking of the days when he fled on the grassland with Li Yu, Zilong's heart was sour, he didn't take Li Yu with him when he returned to Cloud City this time, because he didn't know what Cloud City looked like today.

According to historical records, Yunzhong City is located in Wuchuan Town, at this time, it should be under the iron hooves of the volunteers in Beizhen, not a safe place, Li San and his wife sacrificed their lives to save each other, and they were dying, Zilong really couldn't bear to take Li Yu in danger.

It just so happened that Cuixiu and Li Yu were close to each other, the two little guys were together, and Yu Tu Gushan was in a corner of the mountain, which may be the best choice, and Zilong also had a lot less worries.

As for the alien invasion, with Yang Zhong here, as long as Niu Yilang no longer has a bad heart, and the two work together, they will definitely be able to keep Funiuling and Tucheng safe and sound.

And myself, at the moment, what I should worry more about is that such as Shuang Ke Hao, Zijuan Ke'an, Min Ying Kequan, by the way, and Gale Wind, that brute is much more human than some people's friends.

Although he was walking slowly along the way, he still felt sluggish, and the horse under his crotch had already been whipped by Zilong, and now he was unwilling to take a step forward, Zilong roughly estimated, this has just walked less than thirty percent, if at this speed, to reach Cloud City, I am afraid it will take more than ten days.

But in this day and age, what can he ask for? Manpower was sometimes exhausted, and so was material resources, so I had to get off the horse and rest in the grassland for a while.

At this time, there was a lack of food on the grassland, but fortunately, Zilong was well prepared, and there were a lot of dried mutton, and he was in the mood to search for food, chewing the dried mutton, and drinking the wine of the Northland, which was also comfortable.

Full of wine and food, lying in the withered grass, looking up at the sky, the white clouds surging, just like Zilong's experience in this life, suddenly changing, seeing Zilong is actually stupid.

When the clouds and clouds disappeared, Zilong was drowsy, his eyelids were heavy, and he almost wanted to fall asleep.

In a daze, I suddenly heard a singing voice from beside me: "The donor is invited, but there is a little dry food to give, the Buddha has not run out of water and rice for many days, disturbing the donor's rest, please forgive me!" ”

When Zilong heard this, he suddenly woke up, got up to look, but saw a middle-aged man with long hair, standing beside him, singing together.

During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the disciples of the Buddha family have spread out in the land of China, and the south is re-released, which is known as the 480 temples of the Southern Dynasties, and the north is heavy, just because the Taiwu Emperor Tuoba Tao created a major difficulty in Buddhism.

Although I don't know how many years have passed, the disciples of the family have learned a lesson and want to preach in the north, they need to put the Dharma of the Buddha family in the name of Taoism, so it is rare to meet ascetics on this grassland.

Zilong still understands this, looking at this Buddha cultivation, although it is flashing and dilapidated, it is still neat, and he has been practicing all the way, and he can still maintain this demeanor, so he must also be a person who disciplines himself.

Without much to say, he took out two pieces of naan from his bag, stuffed them into the hands of the Buddha, and saw the Buddha chanting deeply, sitting not far away, and carefully separating the naan to eat.

"Why is the mage walking alone in this vast grassland?"

Zilong rarely met someone who could talk along the way, and when he met the Buddha cultivator at this time, he couldn't help but talk.

Listening to Zilong's question, Buddha Xiu took out a piece of linen cloth from his arms, carefully put away the leftover naan, took out a small sheepskin bag, took a sip slightly, raised his hand, and wiped his slightly wet lips.

Seeing Zilong waiting patiently, the Buddha Xiu looked a little surprised, raised his head, and said with a smile: "It's just lost!" ”

Zilong jokingly shook his heart, was slightly stunned, and said with a smile: "The Shi family has re-cultivated their minds, and the mage has lost his way, could it be that his mind cultivation is chaotic?" ”

The Buddha Xiu listened to Zilong's words, raised the corners of his eyes slightly, and glanced at Zilong carefully, but he was not angry by Zilong's ridicule, Shi Shiran sang: "The poor road is the road, and the donor is the heart!" ”

During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, in order to promote the Taoist system, the Buddhist disciples had no choice but to name the Buddha family as a local religion Taoist in China, so they also called themselves poor Taoists.

Zilong smiled when he heard this, and hurriedly received: "The obsessed still know how to go ahead, but the lost have nowhere to go, isn't it ridiculous?" ”

The Buddha Xiu couldn't help but be stunned, carefully glanced at Liang Zilong, and Shi Shiran said: "The road ahead that the fascinated mind sees is not the road, and the lost heart has no direction, but everywhere is the destination, isn't it sad?" ”

Zilong was still waiting to talk, but saw that the Buddha had already gotten up, put his hands together and said: "The donor has a wisdom root, but is disturbed by the red dust, although he knows the road ahead, but the obsession is too much, the poor road is related to the donor, and the donor can be dialed, fortunately, but I hope that the donor will break the attachment as soon as possible, don't be burdened by the mirror, don't be tired, don't pass by!" ”

After speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave, Zilong listened to his words, if he understood, saw him say goodbye, and hurriedly stopped and asked: "Dare to ask the mage number, but you have to go until you drink it?" ”

The Buddha was in a hurry to practice, and he had already gone far away at this time, but the ethereal voice came from afar.

"Poor road Huisheng, go to Luoyang, if there is a fate, but I hope to see the donor again in the future, remember that once you enter the red dust as deep as the sea, you will mistake this body from this fate!"

When Zilong heard this, he hurriedly shouted: "The direction is wrong, Luoyang is in the east!" ”

But I heard Wison laugh and said: "The donor is fascinated!" ”

Zilong was thoughtful, but he didn't know much about Wison's name.

This Huisheng was originally a monk who was ordered by Empress Dowager Hu to go to Tianzhu with Song Yun and Mana to seek Mahayana Jinglun with Emperor Ming of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

But for some reason, he was separated from his companions on the way, and along the way, he met Zilong, at the beginning just to turn his fate and ask for some food, but he never thought that Zilong would have a lot of wisdom.

However, the heart of victory, the concern of red dust, has blinded its discernment, so although it is said that there is some Buddhism, it is difficult to resist the Mahayana.

Huisheng saw that he had a fate with Zilong, so he deliberately clicked it, so he had a strange conversation between the two of them.

Farewell to Huisheng, Zilong only felt uneasy in his heart, and embarked on the trip, and he was also happy.

Along the way, the sky was getting dark, and Zilong was looking for a place to live, but he heard the sound of war horses galloping in the distance, and suddenly felt that a person rushed to the left, busy holding his breath and peeping, and did not dare to make a sound.

The sound of the horse's hooves faded away, and the man sat down paralyzed, Zilong only smelled the strong smell of blood, and expected that the man must be seriously injured, so he hurriedly appeared to see him, wanting to treat him.

When the man saw Zilong suddenly appear, he roared in shock, his voice was lacking in qi, and he was undoubtedly injured, Zilong hurriedly packed up the fire knife and flint and lit the fire.

The fire flashed out, but the man was shocked: "Cheap slave? ”