Chapter 67: The Holy Child Sibai
Fortunately, the wind and rain were smooth in the first two years when he first entered the temple of the goddess, and there were no floods, so he can live to this day.
"The number of lives that the Taoist chief just mentioned, what kind of fate is he going to be captured to sacrifice to the river god??"
Si Bai looked at Huaiqing with a solemn expression, Huaiqing breathed a sigh of relief, and Hang Erlang joked: "What life, unlucky life." ”
Bai Zhi thought a little, she did meet this little thing, they fled all the way, and they didn't encounter anything good.
The rain stopped and sunny, and the sun shone in the grass, and the smell of rot was stronger, and I felt bored and suffocated when I took a breath.
Nanqiang sat in the carriage and had just walked a few miles, when the carriage stopped, and Huaiqing lifted the curtain with the stick that drove the carriage.
"Is the Taoist chief thirsty or hungry?" Angelica cleverly searched for water and dry food behind her.
Huaiqing pointed at Si Bai with a wooden stick: "Didn't your sister say that you knew the road last night?" ”
Si Bai raised his eyes, snorted silently, and said unhurriedly for a long time: "That's lying to you, she just wants you to take me out." ”
Huaiqing's hands trembled, and Nanqiang lifted the curtain and poked his head out. Huaiqing said to Nanqiang: "I'll just say, how can he, a little kid who hasn't even been out of Xuzhou City, know the way." ”
Nanqiang moved Huaiqing's trembling stick: "Okay, you are a stinky Taoist priest of your age, and you are still scheming with a child." Didn't you also say last night that the northeast direction is Shengmen, then go northeast. ”
"The northeast direction is Kyoto, and if you want to go to Kyoto, it's right to go northeast, but we can't tell the north in front of us, how to get out of this broken forest, it's dark, just wait to fill the stomach of the jackals, tigers and leopards in this mountain col."
Nanqiang stretched out his hand to knock Huaiqing: "You are a Taoist priest, where do you come from so many crooked words." Like an old, annoyed to death. ”
Nanqiang pointed to a road: "The master has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and if he has experience, he will go here." ”
Bai Zhi in the carriage couldn't sit still, her young lady was a bullshit walking the rivers and lakes for many years.
This has just come out of the rivers and lakes everywhere, and she has eaten more losses than she has eaten, and she is still taking her own life to succeed as a hero, but she is unwilling.
"Gotcha." As if he had gotten directions, Huaiqing turned around and turned away from the direction Nanqiang was pointing.
Seeing this, Bai Zhi breathed a sigh of relief. Si Bai watched silently from the sidelines, and couldn't figure out the reason in his heart.
Nanqiang sat outside the carriage and talked to Huaiqing, Bai Zhi and Si Bai were in the carriage, Bai Zhi was already so sleepy that she dozed off, and her legs couldn't move a comfortable sleeping position.
After walking in the col for a day and a night, I passed through a small town out of the col, found a farmer to rest for the night, replenished food, and set off again the next day.
Si Bai was silent, and he would respond with one or two sentences when he asked Nanqiang, which was an iceberg face.
Bai Zhi acted as a maid and a little dog along the way, busy up and down, busy inside and out, and fell asleep as soon as she arrived in the carriage.
At night, Nanqiang sat on the edge of the river embankment, Huaiqing came with a chicken leg in one hand, and stuffed the chicken leg in his hand to Nanqiang.
At night, the galaxy is bright, fireflies are all over the mountains, the breeze by the river is slightly cool, the fragrance of flowers and plants is rolled, the insects are chirping and the frogs are calling, and the face is slightly raised, you can feel that the native mountain col should be quiet and comfortable.
Nanqiang glanced at Huaiqing by the moonlight, Huaiqing under the frosty white moonlight, Nanqiang looked at those eyes.
Huaiqing snorted and stuffed it into Nanqiang's mouth: "This chicken was not stolen, I bought it for money." ”
Nanqiang took the chicken leg and took a bite, she had eaten so many stolen chickens, regardless of whether he stolen them or bought them, if he put them in his mouth, he didn't eat them for nothing.
Huaiqing lifted his robe, sat next to Nanqiang, and finally ate only chicken bones and licked his fingers.
Nanqiang wiped his mouth with his wrist, and Huaiqing glanced at it with disdain: "On weekdays, I often say that my eldest man is the master, and I say that other people's girls are like them, and I am not as particular about food and clothing as a girl." ”
Nanqiang slapped Huaiqing the back, and Huaiqing coughed a few times, choking his eyes red.
After Huaiqing coughed, he put one hand on Nanqiang's shoulder, Nanqiang didn't care, and handed Huaiqing a piece of coarse cloth.
"Don't you just say a few words, are you so rich and killed!" Huaiqing pushed and beat Nanqiang.
Nanqiang hissed, Huaiqing withdrew his hand, and cleared his voice: "For the sake of your injury, the poor Dao master doesn't remember the villain, this time I will spare you." ”
Nanqiang picked up a stone and threw it into the water, and the calm water surface gurgled, and the fish below fled in all directions, and the water surface rippled and rippled.
"You've been quite attentive to Si Bai these days."
The stone in Nan Qiang's hand clenched tightly: "Her sister entrusted him to me before she died, so I naturally have to take care of him." ”
Huaiqing sneered: "You have a shallow relationship with him, and when you come to Kyoto, he will naturally have his creation." ”
Nanqiang turned his head sideways to look at Huaiqing, and his eyes were staring at Huaiqing's hair.
Huaiqing swallowed his saliva, and was about to say something, Nanqiang sighed: "I originally wanted to take him to Kyoto to settle down, and I didn't plan to take care of him for the rest of my life, I didn't expect that you, a stinky Taoist priest, still have two brushes, and even this can be counted." ”
Huaiqing smiled proudly, raised his voice, patted his chest and shouted: "The poor Taoist is a master of the master, and he has a lot of skills. It's not like that charlatan, who doesn't have any skills, it's all a mouthful of kung fu and tricks. ”
Nanqiang looked at Huaiqing with disdain, and looked away with disdain.
This swaggering and deceptive kung fu is powerful, he Huaiqing dares to admit the first, and no one dares to admit the second.