On the street, a horse-drawn carriage moves slowly, and the swaying curtain occasionally reveals the lavish furnishings and decorations of the carriage.

A person reclined lazily on the velvet collapse, and the white coat had been taken off and set aside.

Next to him sat Mo Ziran, who was in a silver armor.

"Childe is unwell, otherwise he would have left the banquet so early?" Mo Ziran looked at the man.

The man's slender eyes were half-closed, and the medical skills in his hand turned a page, his gaze crossed the top, and the dark jade-like luster inadvertently leaked through it. "It's just that I've been tired lately, and I'm too lazy to deal with that kind of scene."

"Where is Childe going next?"

The carriage was silent for a long time, and when Mo Ziran almost thought that he would not answer, he heard a long sigh, and saw that there was a little light remembrance on the man's face.

He Dai's eyebrows were far away, "Go to Yaocheng." ”

The banquet was gone, and all the people in the temple were gone.

The carved and embroidered gold bed behind the gauze tent in the palace collapsed, and the layers covered the darkness of a room.

"Really? He's gone again? Di Qi's deep voice sounded, but his fingers played with the hair of the woman in his arms, and he said to the secret guard behind the man curtain, "Secretly send more people to continue to assist the prince to find that person." ”

Di Qi felt a little bored, let go of the person in his arms, turned over and reclined on the soft couch.

Somehow, a pair of stubborn and intelligent half-moon eyes appeared in front of him, with arrogance and disobedience that he didn't like very much.

However, the woman saved Jun Wu after all.

Anyway, he owes her.

The cold moon hangs alone.

A middle-aged man pretending to be rich walked out of the annex in sweat.

He looked back at the room he had just walked out of, and exhaled a cold breath. secretly said in his heart, a young man who was clearly young and had excellent appearance, but invisibly brought him a terrifying sense of oppression and suffocation.

Such a young man is just like when he first met the prince of the Western Regions, Hedai.

The gods are all similar, and they seem to have a sense of superiority.

This person does not know what fate he will bring to the Western Regions in the future.

The room is filled with incense.

"Then Li Kun thinks that no one knows the details of his account books, is it really all because we are fools? He didn't know that Xiao Gongzi was a chess player, so he sent another person to secretly supervise it. "It's clearly Lu You who is cleaning the tea set.

"Shhhhh......h

He put away the large pile of account books and letters on the table, "Since the little boy took over half of the business, he has taken a lot of rest, and he can finally take a nap. Wait for the meeting, the silk merchants in the eastern Xinjiang will create an interview business again. ”

"The little boy is becoming more and more similar to the child, and the means of doing things and the way of thinking are all ruthless. It's just that the little boy is a little younger after all, so I'm afraid that his body will not be able to stand it. ”

Nangong Jizhu glanced at the figure behind the green gauze tent, "The little boy is so connected and planning business, most of the purpose is because of the person who once saved him." ”

There is an old mahogany wheelchair at the table in the middle.

Sitting on it sat a young man, dressed in plain white snow, with a beautiful face and long eyelashes that seemed to cast a deep and shallow shadow on his blue eyes.

The light of the eyes is clear, as if it can purify all the dirt around this world.

The sleeves were embroidered with delicate and simple flowing cloud ornaments, which concealed his clean and slender hands.

His hands suddenly supported the armrest of the wheelchair and slowly stood up.

He walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down, curling the corners of his lips at the wheelchair, his face as if a light light was shining.

"Sister Nan...... Jun Wu misses you very much. ”

With a little sadness in his tone, the young man smiled, "Sister Nan, I will definitely find your ......"

In a small and inconspicuous village of the Southern Silver Dynasty, several goshawks took off at the same time, soaring in the sky, with a beak of joy to someone's ear.

"Hurry up, hurry up, Childe must be very happy, hahahaha......" Zhiyou was so happy that she was alone.

The clouds on the horizon make for a wonderful view. When he put down the curtain freely, he had an extra silk silk in his hand.

Freehand took out the medicinal powder in the dark compartment under the seat and sprinkled it on the silk, and a few lines of small characters appeared on the silk.

"Childe, there's news from the Nanyin Dynasty."

The slender fingers took the silk, and He Dai's slightly dull eyes slowly froze, and gradually became happy, emitting an obsidian-like glow.

He refused to let go of the silk for a long time.

Finally I heard him say, "Turn around and go to the Southern Silver Dynasty." ”

At the same time, the city gate of Kyoto in eastern Xinjiang was temporarily opened in the middle of the night to allow a carriage to pass.

Nangong Jizhu put down the hood he was wearing, and gently attached it to the side of the curtain and said, "Little boy, are you going to Nanyin?" ”

A soft and clear voice came from the carriage, which seemed to bring a little fresh spring of ice and snow melting, "Let's go to Nanyin." ”

With morning bells and evening drums, Ranga Temple welcomed a group of special guests on this day.

The people outside the temple smiled and chanted, and said, "I am a businessman from a distant country in the Western Regions, and the mother of the house is seriously ill, so I am waiting outside the temple for the head of the house, hoping to enter the temple with piety and recite blessings to the master mother." ”

Seeing that his sleeves were slightly wet, the monk thought that he had just stood from the beginning of Xingzi to this moment, and he also planned to let him enter the temple.

"Donor slowly." Someone behind Zhiyou said lightly.

"Senior Brother Li, have you finished collecting medicine again?" The monk clasped his palms together and shouted, "These are several very sincere donors who plan to enter the temple to chant sutras and pray for their mothers. ”

Lixuan bowed slightly, clasped his palms and said, "Amitabha, the benefactor, the abbot has not seen a guest recently." The temple has just completed a ceremony recently, and it is quite chaotic, so we will not be able to receive you. He said lightly, turned around and ordered the two monks to close the temple door.

The monk was extremely puzzled and silent.

He had just clearly not seen the calluses on the tiger's mouths on the hands of those people, and only those who were good at holding swords would have such characteristics. He claimed to be a businessman, but he entered the temple without sincerity to deceive the Buddha, and he could not sit back and watch those people enter the temple like this.

Under the plum tree, the abbot closed his eyes and asked, "Leaving the perishing, who is called the temple gate?" ”

Liwan sat down quietly, "Some liars." ”

The abbot said, "The Buddha said; 'All appearances are vain. Everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like fog and electricity, and should be viewed as such. 'Amitabha Buddha ......'"

"Remember."

Hearing the news from the mountain, Han Lian was speechless and said, "How can these monks be so unreasonable. ”

He Dai slowly stepped out of the carriage, and the black pupils looked in the direction of the distant mountain temple, and said lightly, "The monks are the most taboo, I don't know which monk Zhiyou met and was kicked out." ”

He Dai slowly stepped out of the carriage, and the black pupils looked in the direction of the distant mountain temple, and said lightly, "The monks are the most taboo, I don't know which monk Zhiyou met and was kicked out." ”

Han Lian asked, "Childe, then let's just break in?" ”

"Why bother." Hedai took off his hood and shawl, and Lu You took it and stepped back.

He was dressed in a light blue robe, with delicate lines on the sleeves and underneath of the robe, and he was extremely exquisite. "Tell Zhiyou Hou to be outside the temple, report to the abbot, and apologize first. It is said that Hedai in the Western Regions asked for the blessing of the monk for the inner son, and was willing to restore the pilgrimage all the way to the temple. ”

Everyone around was stunned, Childe actually ......

"You don't need to say much, I'm Hedai, why can't I do to resurrect her in this life?" He hooked his lips and smiled, his elegance was peerless and faintly arrogant, and he slowly knelt down in the posture of heaven and man, and gently kowtowed in the direction of the temple.

His expression was light, his face was like water, and his eyes carried a deep meaning that those around him could not guess.

Ruan Li.

When I was in the Nine Heavens, I was not afraid of ghosts and gods, and I had no laws of heaven. But now that it is a matter of your life and death, I will only entrust the mercy of God and Buddha once to return you to me.

Jiuqu Mountain Road, full of peaks and loops.

Midori You couldn't help but persuade, "Childe, the Buddha will definitely understand your piety." This mountain road is too rough, so don't ......"

She has followed her son since she was a child, and her son has always loved Sujie, and she can't tolerate a little pickle, and she has never been contaminated with such smoke and dust, but now she has suffered so much for that woman.