The two cats were selling lanterns, watching the green woman looking for the past from left to right, and then looking at the white-robed woman looking for the past from right to left, like two children who were hiding from the cat, playing with a heartbeat.

Through the gap in the lantern, the Qingli girl looked around and whispered to Chu Ci: "My name is Zixuan, what about you, a child of the Han people." ”

Zixuan? Chu Ci chewed these two words in his heart, his eyes were full of smiles, and he also said softly: "Under Murong Ziying, the story you just told is quite good. "It also gave me a lot of inspiration, and I swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"Really? I thought you didn't like it. Zixuan's face showed shallow dimples, looking very happy.

"Why, it's just that the vendors also have to live, I buy a mask and give it away, and you can also tell the story happily, isn't it great." Chu Ci hesitated for a third of a second, and decided to continue to wear the mask, he was not Gu Liufang, and if he continued to mix like this, the world would be completely butterflyed by himself.

"Well, what you said makes sense, like Saint and my aunt, they all know a lot, not like an ordinary little boy at all." Zixuan is innocent and straightforward, and her straightforward appearance will not bore others.

"If you go far, you will see more, and you will naturally understand more." Chu Ci bowed slightly, and the chin covered by the golden twin-tailed snake mask looked very mysterious in the shadows.

"You little kid, how far can you go." Zixuan snorted, not believing Chu Ci's words.

Chu Ci was not angry, silently calculated in his heart, and said leisurely: "From Chang'an to Manzhou, it is about 1,800 miles. ”

Zixuan choked, Chu Ci said seriously, she was speechless.

Re-examine Chu Ci's clothes. It is true that I don't want the costumes of the Han people in the barbarian state.

"Zixuan. How are you hiding here? "The white-robed woman passed the spell. Located Zixuan's position, angrily lifted the lantern above the two of them, and muttered, "Do you really think I can't find you?" ”

"Who is this?" The white-robed woman looked at Chu Ci and hesitated slightly.

"His name is Murong Ziying, we just met."

"Murong Ziying?" The woman in the white robe was wondering if she had heard this name somewhere, when someone else came looking for her.

"Xiao Ziying, you are here!" The green woman came from the other side, followed by Li Jiangliu, who had a very strange face.

"Ah Qing. Brother Li. Chu Ci nodded at the two of them, and was about to introduce them, but Zixuan took the lead instead.

"Isn't this Brother Aham? We're worried about you when we hear you're missing. Zi Xuan ran to Li Jiangliu, grabbed his hand and shook it up and down vigorously, "You are finally back, the sacrifice in the clan has stopped for a long time, just waiting for you to come back and preside." ”

"Xuan, why are you here?" Li Jiangliu smiled and touched Zixuan's head, like a gentle brother.

"This" style of painting is becoming too fast. Chu Ci couldn't react a little, "Ah Hanxuan?? This is the seedling name of Brother Li and Zixuan? ”

"Of course not." Zixuan took the mouth. Before Li Jiangliu could stop it, Zixuan broke the news: "Ah Han Yuan, ?Xuan Xuan, are all Han pronunciation, in our Miao people, the meaning A Han is Arhat grass, representing life tenacity and tenacity." Xuanxuan is a purple daylily, also known as forget-worry grass, which represents carefreeness. ”

"Arhat grass, isn't that a dog's tail grass?" Chu Ci was stunned for half a second, his handsome face under the mask was a little awkward, he finally understood why Li Jiangliu never mentioned his Miao name, it turned out to be this meaning.

The young woman didn't have Chu Ci's endurance, and when she reacted a few seconds late, she began to snicker, but she was infected with Chu Ci, and Chu Ci couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Li Jiangliu was full of black lines, but looking at Zixuan's innocent appearance, he couldn't say anything about the reprimand.

"Ah Han, if you come back this time, don't go out again, there is no one in the clan to preside over it, and many affairs are messy." The white-robed woman was also surprised when she saw Li Jiangliu, and admonished her.

"Follow the teachings of the Holy Aunt." Li Jiangliu can act like a brother in front of Zixuan, but in front of the holy aunt who is in real power, he still has to maintain a certain amount of respect.

One is a holy aunt, the other is a descendant of Nuwa, and the other is a high priest of the Miao nationality, thinking of the identity of the representatives behind the three, Chu Ci realized that the world is really small, so small that everyone around him is interrelated.

When the holy aunt saw Li Jiangliu, her face was very bad, and she snorted: "The king recently held a discussion meeting, and also invited the Taoist chief of the Xuandao Temple in Chang'an, Ah Hanyu, I think you know what I mean." ”

"Ah Hanyu understands, he must let those Central Plains Taoist priests know the power of the Wu Holy Sect." Li Jiangliu had a serious expression on his face.

The corners of Chu Ci's mouth twitched, okay, the style of painting has changed again, is this planning to start the mode of political struggle?

The Tao is the way, the very way, the homeopathic inaction, the inclusion of all things, so the 'Tao' has no dispute.

But in the eyes of the Miaojiang religious elements led by Shenggu, the Taoist priest invited by the king was obviously here to smash the field, and it is no wonder that Shenggu in the original plot did not want to see Gu Liufang so much.

Wait, Chu Ci raised his head and looked left and right, where are Gu Liufang's children's shoes? Why doesn't it have a sense of presence at all?

Well, there is indeed no sense of existence, it seems that Chu Ci has successfully broken up a marriage again, which is gratifying, gratifying.

Congratulations to your sister, where are you Gu Liufang?

Without Gu Liufang, the plot of Xianjian III is no drama, don't think about the love story, Qing'er and Ling'er butterflies fall, Xianjian is finished, Ling'er is gone, of course Li Yiru can't be born, Xianjian II is finished, Xiaoman, who doesn't know who his father is, is gone, and Xianjian V is finished!

I'm rubbing, dominoes, far-reaching, it's a world of control with a subversive degree of more than 50%.

Chu Ci's movement was too big, and everyone noticed it, and the green woman asked in a low voice, "Xiao Ziying, what are you looking for?" ”

"Nope." Chu Ci realized that it was completely impossible to find the vast sea of people, so he immediately stopped the useless search and asked Li Jiangliu instead: "Brother Li, I don't know if I can go with you to discuss the Taoist elder's knowledge." ”

If you want to find Gu Liufang, it is undoubtedly the most convenient way to go to the Taoist meeting, Xuandao Guan Chu Ci knows, after all, Murong Mansion is in Chang'an, and the cheap father has not paid tribute in the past, and their Guan Master even saw a doctor for himself, but after Zong Lian began to teach himself Qionghua Zhengfa, Murong Mansion began to alienate from the Xuandao Temple.

"Absolutely." Li Jiangliu didn't care, he just thought that Chu Ci wanted to know his Taoist friends, and he was still wondering in his heart, whether it would be good to suppress the Xuandao Temple a little and give Chu Ci a little face.

Li Jiangliu came, and there was no need to stay in the original inn, Chu Ci and the Green Woman left with Li Jiangliu, and Shenggu and Zixuan also followed, and the two adults got together to discuss some of the darkness of the political hall.

Chu Ci and the two girls chatted behind them, and the wisps of gold twin-tailed snake mask were simply taken off, revealing a clear and handsome little face, which really made Zixuan's eyes light up.

pity

It's still too small!

Chu Ci was full of resentment. (To be continued.) )