After a few days of rain and wind, the air on Proxima Centauri was as fresh as it used to be. People began to go out one after another, restoring the previously excavated and messy surface to a smooth appearance.

Di Renjie, accompanied by Li Yuanfang, walked with a relaxed pace on the school field of the barracks.

"If there is no help from the demons and Datang this time, I really don't know what the ending will be after all. At the moment when we shared the same hatred and killed the enemy in blood, I really felt that our three armies were like a family. Di Renjie stroked his long black hair and sighed.

"My lord, it's rare to see you feel so emotional." Li Yuanfang couldn't help but smile when he saw Di Renjie's selfless look.

"Yuan Fang, maybe the purpose of the establishment of our alliance has been achieved unconsciously." Di Renjie looked at the fluttering flags in front of him and said slowly.

"My lord, Yuan Fang didn't understand the deep meaning of your words." Li Yuanfang scratched the back of his head with his right hand, full of puzzlement.

"Since our three armies have unknowingly become a family, how can we still do the unjust act of fighting a family?! So I decided that the Allies would disband, but formally, we would still maintain the traditions of the Allies in our realms, and if the need arose, the Allies would be able to recover overnight. Di Renjie said.

"My lord, I support your decision, after a long battle, the people are not at peace, and the soldiers are homesick, so we really need to slow down our pace." Li Yuanfang said happily.

"In three days, let the armies of each realm return to their respective stations." Di Renjie said in a firm tone.

Li Bai cut off all the electrical wiring and soft pipes in the aircraft carrier, knowing that Luo Fu would find trouble for himself, so he took the lead with Wang Zhaojun and Wang Shili, rowed the boat left behind by Mulan, and escaped.

When Luo Fu found out about all this, it was too late. This means that it will not be possible to re-establish contact with Planet Filig for a long time. Luo Fu and Cao Cao and others did not dare to go ashore, and they followed the tide on the sea every day, eating fish in the sea when they were hungry.

Three days later, Di Renjie really ordered to temporarily cancel the gathering mechanism of the allied forces and returned to their respective stations. However, under the pressure of objective forms, the Allied forces will be formed at any time to form an efficient and intensive army.

When Sima Yi reported this information to Li Baohu, Li Baohu felt that he had been in trouble for many years, and he could finally let go of it temporarily.

Since Di Renjie intends to let the troops return to the land, recuperate, and develop production, we should not lag behind, and from now on, we will reduce or exempt taxes, encourage all localities to open up wasteland and cultivate land, strive to develop various production, and widen the economic gap with the allied forces. With the small princes of the Western Regions, continue to make good alliances. There is also the daily training of the garrisons in various places, and there is no time to relax. Li Baohu ordered.

"Your Majesty is wise." Sima Yi bowed and said respectfully.

"Lonely was adopted by the emperor when he was a child, and he was diligent in martial arts every day, and he was not allowed to rest. Now that my father is going west, no one can control the behavior of Lone, in fact, Lone is full of indulgence, fortunately, Lone has such a virtuous and virtuous concubine to assist, in order to have the prosperity and stability of today's Tang Dynasty. If it weren't for Concubine Ai, she urged me to send troops to help Di Renjie and defeat the blue people of Erda. If Erda wins, Lone doesn't know where he will be today, not to mention that Di Renjie will be turned into a lone person who cancels the Allied Gathering System, Ai Concubine, this glass of wine should be honored by Lonely. Li Baohu picked up the wine bottle and drank a full glass.

"Your Majesty, it's serious, how can you love your concubine, and to get such praise and favor from Your Majesty, it's just doing your duty as a minister and a wife." Shangguan Wan'er took a shallow sip and saluted Li Baohu.

Marco Polo and Crazy Iron bowed deeply to Zhong Kui, their faces full of piety and respect, and said in unison: "Thank you seniors for taking you in." ”

"It's not enough to raise your hands." Zhong Kui said humbly with a smile.

"Senior, when I find my father, I will come to visit you." Marco Polo Road.

"So you came to Datang to find your father? I've never heard you talk about it. Zhong Kui said.

"Yes, people call him Stantin Polo, and he came here in search of an ancient book." Marco Polo Road.

Zhong Kui heard Marco Polo's words, his brows furrowed slightly, and he took advantage of the faint light from the Yongdao crossing, and looked at Marco Polo carefully, and suddenly seemed to recall something.

"Don't hide it, two years ago, I did meet a man from the Land of Warriors, and when I think about it today, Mark you do have a bit of a resemblance to him, and he also has the word Polo in his name." Zhong Kui said while reminiscing.

"Polo? Senpai, do you know his full name? What is he doing here? Marco Polo's eyes lit up, eager to know everything he could know about the man.

"He didn't say his full name, and I didn't bother to ask, but the way he spoke was the same as yours. I did ask what he was here for, but he just said he was looking for something important. Zhong Kui continued.

"That senior, how did you meet him? Where is he now? Marco Polo pressed again and again, as he seemed to have found a clue about his father.

"At that time, I was still living in a cemetery under the city of Chang'an, when he was covered in blood and ragged clothes, and there was a sound of someone chasing him behind him, and it was obvious that he was being chased and killed. So, I opened the tomb corridor and rescued him. That night, I bandaged him completely, fed him water, and before I could say a few words, he fainted. The next morning, when I called him, I found that he had lost his breath, and he finally died of excessive blood loss before, well, a poor and pathetic man, who did not see his family for the last time until he died. Zhong Kui had a sad look on his face.

When Marco Polo heard this, he could basically conclude that the person depicted in Zhong Kui's mouth was undoubtedly his father. Suddenly, I saw him sitting on the ground dejectedly, his eyes began to become blank, and he looked ahead blankly.

"Marco, from now on, I will be your own brother, and I will take care of you instead of my uncle." Crazy Iron comforted Marco Polo.

Later, Marco Polo and Crazy Iron, following the guidance given by Zhong Kui, found the tomb where his father was buried, and Marco Polo knelt in front of Stantin-Polo's grave for three hours.

"Marco, what's next for you?" Crazy Iron asked.

"Brother Crazy Iron, I want to find the man who murdered my father and avenge him." Marco Polo said coldly, his eyes full of gloom.

"Marco, you have to understand, no matter who your uncle kills, but it must be related to the Book of Heaven, the Eastern Continent is intricate, and the hidden dragon and crouching tiger, but with the two of us, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg. Brother, I don't want you to be hunted down forever and live a life of fear all day long. I think my uncle is in the spirit of heaven, and he doesn't want to see you unhappy with hatred every day. Listen to my brother, forget everything here, and follow me back to the Land of Warriors. Crazy Iron persuaded.

Mark Polo's eyes suddenly filled with tears, and he had a painful expression that could not be decided.

Just when the two of them stopped on Chang'an Street, an unfamiliar voice suddenly came from behind the two of them, saying: "What the donor said is extremely true, after all, when is the time for retribution, let go of the obsession, and you can be free." If you are obsessed too deeply, when you take revenge, you will also be a great evil person. Right and wrong, right and wrong, God has its own judgment. ”

Marco Polo and the others turned around and found that the person who spoke was a hairy monkey, but in the dress of a monk.

"Dare to ask the name of the monk, the two of us heard the monk's words, like an empowerment, and the mouth suddenly opened." Crazy Iron clasped his hands together.

"The senior monk dare not speak, the poor monk is just an unknown person, but the master of the poor monk has a small name, and he can guide the two donors." Sun Wukong with one hand in the chest.

"Dare to ask the name of the master, and the two of us are willing to go to your temple to make a vow in the near future." Madness Iron asked reverently.

"The poor monk respects the Dharma and cultivates in the Western Regions Landa Temple." Monkey King said.

"Thank you for your guidance." Crazy Iron replied.

"Those two donors, we will meet again in the Landa Temple on the border of the vast desert in the Western Regions." Monkey King said.

"Definitely, definitely, I'll be there soon." Railroad.

After Sun Wukong turned to leave, he couldn't help but scratch his body a few times, and said to himself: "Pretending to be a monk is really tiring and difficult, just like pretending to be a saint, which makes my old grandson uncomfortable." However, at least two pilgrims were brought for my master, and now the master and his old man will not be lonely, and my grandson will be able to enjoy himself for a few more days on this crowded Chang'an Street. ”

It turned out that Sun Wukong had been following Bodhidharma for a long time, holding the scriptures, not playing for a moment, and he was dissatisfied with his heart. After saying goodbye to Zhu Bajie, he stayed in the Great Wall area for a few days, and then felt bored again, so he simply came to this prosperous Chang'an Avenue.

"Brother Crazy Iron, what wish did we make when we went to Landa Temple, why haven't we heard you mention it, you also believe in Buddhism?" Marco Polo Road.

The reason why Crazy Iron did this was actually to let Buddhism help Marco Polo, who was obsessed with it, to let go of the hatred in his heart, and then return to normal life. Otherwise, what awaits him will be a long road of no return.

He then lied that he had a wish to make in the temple in order to fulfill it. In desperation, Marco Polo had no choice but to accompany him to the Western Regions Landa Temple.

Sun Wukong roamed aimlessly on the busy Chang'an Avenue, saw delicious and fun, and did not hesitate to spare the money bag on his waist, which was still a scattered gold coin given by Di Renjie on the occasion of the Great Wall, as a thank you for his help. If Bodhidharma was by his side, he would never dare to accept other people's gifts, since the master was not around, how could he hold back his hand and not stretch it out, after all, this is the nature of a monkey.

Walking and walking, Sun Wukong looked not far ahead, and there was a group of people cheering. So, he couldn't help but be attracted by the noise, and decisively surrounded him. In order not to arouse the fear of others about his true appearance, he also specially bought a straw hat with a black gauze curtain and wore it on the top of his head. So that he can fight and swagger and go wherever he wants.

I saw the place where the crowd gathered, and the plaque was engraved with three gilded characters "Picking the Moon Building", and Sun Wukong had never been to this kind of place. So, he couldn't help the confusion in his heart, he asked the onlookers on the side and whispered: "Brother Tai, dare to ask if there are people here, is it so lively, what are you doing?" ”

"Brother, you feel that you are studying at home all day long, and you don't know the outside world?"

"Don't hide it from my brother, my father is strict in discipline, I have been working and studying at home for 18 years, I don't know much about things outside the window, and I hope to teach you a thing or two." In desperation, Sun Wukong had no choice but to panic.

"Hehe, it's a strange news in the world, since I met it, then I'll tell you well, this is the land of wind and moon, the Yan Ruyu mentioned in the book lives here, today here is the selection of the most poetic, dancing and beautiful women, and then, the highest bidder, can meet with him, treat the wine as a song, and watch the moon and its shadows, how, brother Tai can have Yaxing?"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he couldn't help but feel ashamed, and said: "Don't hide it from my brother, Xiao Ke is eighteen years old, and he has never said a word with a woman in the world, let alone drink and talk about it, and sing to the moon." ”

"In this case, life is noisy and short, why don't you stay and see the true face of this Oiran, and it will not be in vain to walk on Chang'an Street."

When Sun Wukong heard the man's words, his heart unconsciously rippled, and he thought: "This woman on Chang'an Street, I don't dare to look at it squarely, if there is this most beautiful and true person in the world, and I have a good time, wouldn't it be wonderful, not to mention that the money in this money bag will not be spent, and the master will give alms to others again." "I must have a heart, Sun Wukong squeezed from the outside of the crowd to the innermost.

I saw a middle-aged woman on the pavilion, leaning on the railing, and proclaimed: "Miss Zhibai, I have been elected as this year's Oiran, please compete for the card?" ”

Sun Wukong saw the people next to him and kept walking towards the bookkeeping room, so Sun Wukong followed behind them and poured the money in the money bag on the desk of the bookkeeper.

Half an hour later, the middle-aged woman again spoke: "Wukong Gongzi, I have to meet with Miss Zhibai." ”

Sun Wukong was a little embarrassed, and while walking to the attic steps, he kept throwing envious glances at the people around him, and apologized, "I'm sorry everyone, I'm sorry everyone." ”

Sun Wukong stepped on the last golden silk nanmu staircase, and was led by the maids on the left and right sides to the place where the white girl was. After turning the corner of the five, Sun Wukong found that he had not yet reached the place. So, he was a little impatient, and asked the maid beside him, "Excuse me, how far is it to get there?" ”

The maid replied: "Childe, there are still four corners, the reason why Miss Zhibai chose such a far place is to take the meaning of 'ninety-nine see the truth'." ”

"I see, I didn't expect Miss Zhibai to be so talented." Sun Wukong exclaimed.

When he reached the last corner, he turned around, and Sun Wukong saw the room in front of him, the lintel was a pink peony carved beam, the left doorpost was embossed with gilded double dragon play beads, and the right pillar was depicted with a gilded phoenix, giving people a feeling of special grace and luxury.

The maids, raising the curtain, whispered softly: "Childe, please." ”

Sun Wukong slowly stepped into this exquisite room, and was greeted by a faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers, Sun Wukong's nose was a little sensitive to this, and he sneezed three or five times in a row. Sun Wukong opened his eyes again and saw that behind several lush flowers and plants, there was a screen, on which was a watercolor painting, depicting lotus flowers in a pond, reflecting the slanting light of the fallen leaves, dazzling, and a few fish chasing under the lotus leaves.

Just when Sun Wukong was watching in a trance, in the inner room next door, there was a sudden sound of wisps of guqin. Sun Wukong followed the sound of the piano and walked over, and a pale yellow floor-to-ceiling gauze curtain separated the field of vision. Through the gauze curtain, Sun Wukong vaguely saw a woman swaying her fingers lightly, stroking the strings.

"Xiaosheng is polite, dare to ask the girl's name--- Zhibai?" Sun Wukong asked.

"It's the little woman who dares to ask the son's name?" The girl behind the curtain stopped the strings and whispered.

"Xiaosheng, Wukong." Sun Wukong said timidly.

"Realize the mortal dust, all laws are empty, empty is not different color, color is not different from empty, hehe, could it be that Lingzun is a person who worships the Buddha and worships the Tao?" A melodious laugh like a silver bell came.

"The girl is really talented, and she can see through Xiaosheng's family background at a glance." Sun Wukong said in surprise.

"Childe, there is a seat behind you, and the little woman serves tea to Childe."

"Thank you, girl, for your kindness."

Sun Wukong picked up the gauze robe and sat down slowly, and the white girl lifted the gauze curtain and walked out of the chamber with broken steps. Sun Wukong's eyes didn't know how to place, he glanced at her timidly, and hurriedly lowered his head.

Zhibai picked up the purple clay pot, poured fragrant tea for Sun Wukong, gently picked it up, and placed it in front of Sun Wukong.

"Thank you, girl." Sun Wukong was a little cramped, and his hands trembled slightly, but he was trying his best to stabilize his hands and his flustered heart, so he gently took the fragrant tea from Zhibai's hand with a calm face.

Sun Wukong learned from Di Renjie's appearance, gently removed the tea foam, took a sip, and like him, closed his eyes, made a look of hard enjoyment, and said leisurely: "The fragrance of tea is ethereal, and my heart is relaxed." ”

Zhibai smiled lightly and sat down next to Sun Wukong.

"Childe also understands tea?" Zhibai asked.

"I understand a little, I understand a little, when I am tired of farming and reading, I often play tea with my father, Huzhou purple bamboo shoots, Shenquan small group, Qujiang flakes, and Mengding nectar, all of which are my father's favorites." Sun Wukong counted all the words that Di Renjie told him.

"Oh, it turns out that Childe is also a scholar." Zhibai Dao.

"Miss Zhibai is overrated, just talk about reading a few poems." Monkey King said.

"If the son doesn't dislike it, can you recite a song for the little girl." Zhibai Dao.

"Then the little student will be ugly." Sun Wukong got up and began to learn how the scholars shook their heads when they read poems. "Looking at the green mountains and fog in the distance, and enjoying the water of the Jade Lake is sad. Who pities Xizi in early spring, and the sycamore branches are full of autumn. ”

Sun Wukong recited and sat down again.