However, it was said that the selection of the folk team of the Keju Competition would start in seven days, and the wild wolf team of Huaxia Company was divided into the first group, which was strong and difficult to qualify. Only the top of the group can qualify, but Liang Wenzhen is full of confidence. Emperor Daojun was extremely favored by Liu Guifei, and in the magnificent palace, Liu Guifei was graceful in the rain and dew, soaring through the clouds and fog, like a fairy. Emperor Daojun discussed countermeasures with Gao Yu, and responded to the accusations of the official that he was for the Keju final on the first day of the Lunar New Year, ignoring the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky. Liang Wenzhen and his gang were training in the west of the city, Bai Yujiao and Hua Sumei practiced horseback riding, who expected Bai Yujiao's horse to be frightened and galloped, Liang Wenzhen immediately jumped on Hua Sumei's horse to chase after him. After chasing him, he was walking and saw a nunnery. Bai Yujiao and Hua Sumei went to worship the Buddha, and Liang Wenzhen waited outside, guarding the horses.

Bai Yujiao and Hua Sumei walked side by side, their clothes fluttering, like fairies descending to earth, and walked to the front of the nunnery. I saw three big characters engraved on the door of the nunnery: Peach Blossom Nunnery. "The mountains and forests behind it seem to be peach trees, so the name of this nunnery is Peach Blossom Nunnery, but I don't know if it's true." Hua Su Mei Road. "The peach blossoms bloom in February and March, and we will come here again next year, so we don't know. The scenery here is unique, with both wasteland and mountain temples. Sister Hua doesn't think? Bai Yujiao said.

"The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. There is nowhere to find the spring of long-hate, and I don't know how to turn into this. Hua Sumei thought of the poems of the Tang Dynasty and couldn't help but chant them. Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. Bai Yujiao listened to Hua Sumei's poems, and couldn't help but chant a poem related to peach blossoms by Cui Hu in the Tang Dynasty.

When I entered the door, I was greeted by Maitreya Buddha, smiling all the time. The two hurriedly bowed and bowed three times. I was about to turn into the back hall, but I saw a woman dressed as a layman sitting at a small square table on one side, reading Buddhist scriptures with her head down. Bai Yujiao Hua Sumei didn't dare to disturb, so she walked lightly and went to the back hall.

The back hall is dedicated to the great compassion, the Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves the suffering and saves the suffering, the treasure statue is solemn, and the eyebrows are kind. Holding a clean bottle in one hand and waving a willow branch in the other, it seems to spread the seeds of love all over the world.

"Ask for great mercy and compassion to save the suffering and save the Bodhisattva Guanyin, bless the slave son with a safe life, and bless the slave family with happiness." Hua Sumei knelt on the cushion, folded her hands, and chanted words. "The South China Sea Guanyin Bodhisattva, bless the slave son rich and blessed, the Huaxia company is prosperous, and the Toad Palace won the championship in one fell swoop. Please, please. Bai Yujiao also knelt to the side and begged the Bodhisattva to bless her.

If Liang Wenzhen heard it at this time, his two personal rings put his peace and happiness first, and he was infatuated and loyal, I don't know if he was moved, and he was full of emotion. Although Bai Hua and the others were born in Qingll Building, they are clear and jade, and they are always in love, and they are also beautiful and charming, and they are very talented. If it is in modern times, it is difficult to find a beautiful woman like Bai Hua and the others. Could it be that if you travel to ancient times, you will have to take advantage of all good things, if you want money, if you want beautiful women, you will have beautiful women? From Liang Wenzhen's current experience, in order to enhance his strength and gain a firm foothold in the last years of the Northern Song Dynasty, before the troubled times came, he made a lot of efforts, and there were many twists and turns and tribulations during the period. Perhaps, it is precisely because Liang Wenzhen still has a pure conscience and can lend a helping hand when he sees others in distress, that some beauties are willing to follow. And because he treats people equally, treats them equally, and treats people as human beings, instead of treating women as accessories like the people of that era, which are objects without freedom and dignity, therefore, Bai Yujiao Hua Sumei, who followed him, naturally died to their sons, and promised life and death.

After worshipping, the two of them looked around. The nunnery is full of cigarette smoke, quiet and elegant, clean and bright, and the vegetation is lush. The two of them chatted as they walked out. "If I hadn't met Liang Gongzi at the beginning, I Hua Sumei would have been able to redeem myself and come out of such a temple, accompanied by the Buddha, green lights and yellow rolls, green vegetables and tofu, and this life is also excellent." Hua Sumei sighed faintly.

"I shouldn't have come in if I knew it, and my sister had the heart to become a monk." Bai Yujiao said with a smile. "When I go back, I will say to my son, Sister Hua wants to become a nun, everyone has a casual meal, and farewell for ten miles." Bai Yujiao continued to tease.

"Even if I want to be a nun, I have to pull your good sister, without your company, my sister and I can't rest assured." Hua Sumei was-for-tat. "What about the son, who will serve him with food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, bathing and changing clothes?" Bai Yujiao pretended to be worried. "Then I have to take my son and become a monk together." "Talk nonsense, see if I don't tell Childe, see how he punishes you!"

"Amitabha, two donors, please stay." The laywoman who was looking down at the Buddhist scriptures when she came in looked up and said. "Listening to the accents of the two sisters, they should be from Shandong, I don't know if it's or not?" The woman walked a few steps over and asked.

Bai Hua and the others stopped, and when they saw that the woman was of the same age, beautiful and handsome, they were stunned for a while. Unexpectedly, in a remote nunnery, there is actually a beautiful woman, looking at her speech and demeanor, she is clearly a lady.

"Because the poor nun's hometown is also in Shandong, I heard the Shandong accent of the two, and it was very cordial, so I asked each other." When the woman saw that the two were puzzled, she said again. "I see!" Bai Yujiao nodded and said, "We are indeed from Shandong. But my sister looks like a layman, how can she call herself a poor nun? "I met my fellow villagers in another country, but why did my sister come here?" Hua Sumei also asked.

"The poor nun was also like you at the beginning, carefree, but because of the change of circumstances, he wandered the world and came to the Peach Blossom Nunnery, intending to become a nun, but unfortunately the abbot has never agreed." The woman explained. "There are many men in the world who are dissatisfied, or so to speak, if a man can be trusted, the sow will go up the tree. But my sister doesn't have to look away, so that she wants to become a monk. Bai Yujiao said.

"Men can be trusted, sows will go up trees. These words are very interesting, and they tell the faces of men all over the world. The woman said. Oh, but this is what my son-in-law used to say to others, and I learned it from him, and his son once said that it was his country dialect. Bai Yujiao said. I see! Dare to ask where the two sisters are from Shandong? The woman asked. Maybe after leaving his hometown for too long, the deeper the homesickness, the more enthusiastic the woman's eyes and tone, the so-called fellow saw the fellow, and the tears were in his eyes.

"We are from Yanggu, Shandong, and we came to Tokyo to do business with our son." Hua Su Mei Road. "The poor nun countryside is Qinghe, next door to Yanggu, and the poor nun has also been to Yanggu." The woman recalled all kinds of things from Qinghe to Yanggu, and couldn't help but think a lot of thoughts, and she was fascinated.

"Sister, this sister, it's not early, my son-in-law is waiting outside, and he has to go back. See you again someday. Hua Sumei saw that the other party was distracted and said goodbye. Why don't you go in and have a cup of weak tea, two folks? The woman came back to her senses and said. No, he'll meet again one day. "The poor nun really envy you, there is a son worthy of trust. Goodbye. ”

The woman leaned against the gate of the nunnery, looking at the backs of the two of them in the distance, and was full of emotion and infinite amazement. The red dust is rolling, the love field is obsessed, but there is no plan in this life, so I can only sigh. "The goddess has dreams, and the infatuated man is amorous. Three gatherings and three farewells, the cause is destined. Send charcoal in the snow, love Tokyo. "Thinking of Mrs. Hui'en's words, in half obsession and half relieved, I was confused and miserable.

"Hui'en Heart" has long been familiar with the heart, Kung Fu, Qi Huang, Qi Men Dun Jia, all have attainments, and the master's skills can be said to be true, out of the blue. But that heart that loves Hongchen is always slight, and it can't be bearish. This woman is the eldest lady of the Xu family, Xu Miaoyin, who Liang Wenzhen thinks about day and night, because of her unintentional injury and running away in a negative mood.

"Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the human face were red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. Tears fell from Xu Miaoyin's eyes, and she read a poem recited by the two people before, looking at the wasteland in front of her, and her heart was infinitely sad.

said that Liang Wenzhen waited until Bai Yujiao and Hua Sumei came back, and said with a smile: "I thought that the two of you didn't want to go back and stayed in the nunnery to become monks." "Sister Hua does have the heart to become a monk!" Bai Yujiao said. "I talked to a lay nun for a while, so it was late." Hua Sumei said, "I didn't expect that I was still a fellow villager in Shandong, and I was really not afraid of going far when I came here to become a monk." ”

"Shandong fellow? Be a nun? The four major monks are empty, and they are afraid of what is far away. Get on the horse, and the sun has set. Liang Wenzhen urged. The three of them got on the horse, because they were worried that Bai Yujiao's horse would run around again, but Liang Wenzhen rode with her.

The sky is blue, and the wilderness is vast, but there are no cattle or sheep to be seen. The three of them rode horses and jogged, in this wasteland, Liang Wenzhen couldn't help but feel like he was floating away, and sang:

At the end of the world, looking for a bosom friend, the little sister sings and plays the piano, Lang, the two of us are one heart. Love, love, love, Lang, the two of us are one heart.

Looking north at the mountain, tears and tears, the little sister wants to be Lang until now, and Lang is deeply in love with friends in distress. Love, love, love, love, friendship and deep love.

In life, who does not hesitate to cherish youth, the little sister is like a thread and a needle, and Lang is inseparable when worn together. Love, love, love, Lang, wear together without separation.

"The song sung by the son is very desolate, and the slave family has never heard it. Could it be that it is the song of the son in the overseas countryside again? Hua Sumei turned her head and asked. The lyrics and songs sung by Childe are so euphemistic and moving, I don't know, I think Childe is singing. Bai Yujiao said with a smile. It is indeed a classic song in my countryside, called 'Tianya Singer', which has been sung for many years. "Liang Wenzhen said." Classic songs, the slave family understands, and they are called classics that have been sung for many years, yes or no? Sing it twice, the slave hasn't learned it yet, childe. Hua Sumei begged. Ten times is fine, let you learn more songs, if I can't protect you in the future, you can also go and sing and earn some money to live. Liang Wenzhen quipped.

"The world is so big, but it may not be able to gallop at will, and after more than ten years, this place will fall under the iron hooves of the Jurchens." Liang Wenzhen thought about this, and felt that he could not relax and had to continue to work hard. Nunchucks, by the way, nunchucks are incredibly powerful, and it's long overdue to practice this.

Liang Wenzhen was ready to practice nunchucks, and Gao Yanei, Gao Yu's godson, knew about Pan Jinlian at this time. Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.