Hearing that Songtsen Gampo, a Zampu, was eating and living with the guards in the battlefield, Li Yuntong couldn't help but look at him twice.

The fact that Tubo was able to rise rapidly in just over ten years and become a military power second only to the Tang Dynasty may have a lot to do with Songtsen Gampo's way of doing things.

A king who can fight well, is virtuous in political affairs, and dares to use people to trust people, coupled with a resourceful, capable of writing and martial arts, and loyal to the great minister, and a group of courtiers with good conduct, honesty and prudence, the monarch and the minister are of the same heart, and the king and the minister will naturally develop rapidly.

If it weren't for the Bon sect and some old forces secretly playing ghosts, I don't know how powerful Tibet would be.

If the Tubo Dynasty is allowed to develop by force, it is only afraid that it will become more powerful and pose a threat to the Tang Dynasty.

It is still necessary to influence the Tibetan people through the etiquette culture of the Tang Dynasty, so that they understand that stability and harmony are the most beneficial to both countries, and only in that way can the country be strong and the people rich, and the people's lives will become richer and richer.

Fighting a war is comparable to military strength, but if you don't keep up with the silver in vain, you can't win for a long time.

How much development will be achieved if the money is used for people's livelihood.

Li Yuntong felt at this moment that the construction of the Buddhist temple was imminent, and when it was completed, it would not only be able to promote Buddhism and educate the people, but also promote the friendship of Tang and Tibet.

Thinking of this, Li Yuntong took Chizun's hand, blinked and smiled: "Okay, sister, don't worry about Zampu, he is a big man, he will arrange himself, let's go back to the palace first, and we will definitely hear the good news brought back by Zampu tomorrow." ”

……

The journey back to the palace was very smooth, because of the back and forth, and the fierce battle with the wolves before was too draining, after arranging someone to treat Dongqing's injuries, Li Yuntong didn't eat two bites, so he washed up and went to bed.

So tired, she actually dreamed.

Of course, she didn't know that she was in a dream.

In the dream, she was still surrounded by wolves, but Chizun, the guards, and Qiu Feng were nowhere to be seen-

She was alone in the wolves, nervous, frightened, and unsure of how to escape.

The snow covered the grass, the fog rolling on the lake, she stood in the swamp, sinking in two at the slightest movement, and all around her eyes were still shining green, as if waiting for her to die, and as if watching her embarrassment......

She pulled out her sword, but as she raised her hand, there was movement behind her, followed by a sharp pain from the bite on her back, as if flesh had been torn apart...... She exhaled in pain, and stabbed the sword in her hand without even thinking about it, and the wolf that had bitten her howled and turned away—

"Hiss......"

Looking at the direction in which the wolf was fleeing, Li Yuntong felt more and more pain in her back, and couldn't help but grin at pain, and she didn't even care that there were wolves staring at her around her.

As she turned around and stabbed the wolf, her feet sank a little more.

"Need I help you?"

There was a sound of rustling from among the wolves, and someone came up and stopped at the edge of the swamp and asked her.

Li Yuntong was stunned, didn't care about the wound on his back, and looked up at the wolves, those wolves who were originally fierce became well-behaved and flattering, and their postures were like worshipping the king.

At the front of the pack was a young man with peach blossom eyes who looked to be about twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressed in a white fox fur, and a snow leopard beside him.

Even when he spoke, his chin was covered by the long hair on the fox fur collar, revealing only the slightly picked peach blossom eyes, as if he was angry and happy, and seemed to be sad and happy.

Li Yuntong found the shadow of this person in his mind, and asked with some doubts, "Solang Deji?" ”

The corners of Solangdeji's lips were slightly hooked, and a smile appeared in her peach blossom eyes, "Princess Wencheng really has a good memory, and she still remembers the poor monk." However, the poor monks have become accustomed to being called my guru, Guru Solangeji. ”

He seemed to be kind enough to remind Li Yuntong: "Why is the princess here?" Don't you know that this is the deepest part of the entire lake swamp? If you fall into it, no one will be able to save you, and besides, the lake will rise at night, and even if you don't move, you will be drowned! ”

He said with a look of pity: "You really shouldn't deal with the witch Rakshasa , you have said that you are called a witch, how can you allow mortals to go wild here at will?" ”

Li Yuntong looked at him and did not speak.

The best way to get someone to keep talking is to stop talking and just look at him.

Under Li Yuntong's gaze, Solang Deji felt a little embarrassed, at this time, only by saying something could he break this embarrassment, he raised his chin, revealing all his delicate faces, and his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, "The princess didn't think of a way to come out, right?" ”

"No, didn't you just say you wanted to help me? Why don't you reach out yet? ”

"Hahaha......" Solange Deji let out a series of laughs and pointed to the tip of his nose, "Me? Will the poor monk help you? You broke into the holy land of my religion, and you plan to fill the lake to build a temple, and the poor monks still want to save you? Could it be that because the princess is so beautiful, the poor monk doesn't even have this bit of sanity? ”

Li Qutong waited for him to finish laughing, and then said calmly: "When you came out just now, you asked me if I wanted your help." ”

"The poor monk just said casually, help, it may also be to help you die quickly, after all, early death and early reincarnation......" Thoro Deji said, his words paused, and he said with some regret, "Speaking of which, you were born so beautifully, you should be able to earn a lot of money by staying as a female trick-"

As he spoke, he took a few steps forward and walked in front of Li Yuntong so casually.

Seeing that his whole person was like floating on water, completely unaffected by the swamp, Li Yuntong couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his abdomen against Li Yuntong's lips, seemingly gentle movements, but it was like a knife cut, which made Li Yuntong frown.

She raised her palm to fight, but found that she suddenly didn't even have the strength to raise her hand.

Solangeji's peach eyes were half-narrowed, and he looked very sultry, "Don't you like poor monks like this?" Or, the poor monk will change his posture again? If it doesn't work, change it to another one and make sure you like it.

As he spoke, his fingertips touched Li Yuntong's face.

Li Yuntong felt that his face was grinding with sandpaper and a layer of skin was peeled.

But she still didn't speak, not even a look begging for mercy.

Solange Deji held her shoulder again, looking at her affectionately, but the ten fingers he landed on Li Yuntong's shoulder were like steel nails, which were about to be nailed into the wall at once, and every time his fingers moved, Li Yuntong was in unbearable pain.

Even so, she held back her voice.

Solangeji sighed and whispered in her ear like a sympathizer: "You really shouldn't come to Tibet, even that guy who abandoned the sect didn't dare to ignore our existence, let alone touch our people, you are so reckless, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to go back?" ”

Li Yuntong's head was tilted to the side, avoiding Solang Deji's breathing, and said lightly: "If you are really not afraid, why do you secretly engage in these things?" If you really have faith, you should debate the Dharma with the eminent monks on my side and try your best......"

Li Yuntong spoke, only to see Solang Deji's fingertips paused slightly, and then pressed hard, glanced at her and suddenly sneered, "Buddhism is such a stupid thing, that is, you ignorant women will believe it...... If we have to be fair with you, aren't we just as stupid as you? Obviously, your people have given up to save you, but they asked me to go to Zhang Luo to arrange? When you die, it doesn't matter whether your Buddha is tall or short, won't they all turn to dust? ”

If you want to kill yourself, why do you still talk so much nonsense? Li Yuntong secretly slandered himself in his heart.

Seeing that she did not speak, Solangeji's hand moved to her lips again, sliding back and forth on her lips, like the most tender caresses, and looked at her with infinite pity and said, "Why doesn't the princess speak for a long time?" If the Tang Dynasty knew that Tubo had made their princess dumb, wouldn't he be to blame? ”

It's just that every time he stroked it, Li Yuntong's lips were like pins and needles, and Li Yuntong desperately wanted to raise the sword in her hand, but found that no matter how hard she tried, her hands and feet couldn't move for half a minute.

Solangeji raised her eyebrows at dawn, "Do you know how good-looking you are?" It would be a pity if such a face was made into a soul array. ”

Li Yuntong's eyes widened in horror, "You want to set up a soul formation here?" ”

The Soul Array takes human life as its eye, and the more people die, the stronger the Soul Array becomes, and ordinary warlocks disdain this thing, because it really violates the way of heaven.

But there are also some warlocks who think that this kind of formation can bring them a great increase in their skills, and some even specialize in learning.

This array is too yin, for so many years, I haven't heard of any warlock in the Central Plains who has practiced it, I didn't expect the Bon sect to attach so much importance to it, and it didn't hesitate to use her, the princess, as the eye of the array.

This also shows that they have the confidence that they will win.

Fear shrouded Li Yuntong's heart, cold sweat slid down her back, she wished this was a dream, let her wake up soon-

At this time, snowflakes fell from the sky, falling on the tip of her nose, and she even shivered slightly from the cold.

It was so real, it couldn't be a dream, it wasn't a dream, she couldn't wake up, she couldn't escape.

"Scared, aren't you? If you are afraid, you will be obedient, as long as you are obedient, the master may not kill you," Solange Deji seemed to be afraid of the cold, and pulled the white fox collar on his body, "Don't have those wishful thoughts, thinking that as long as you agree casually, you will be fine...... None of the people who betrayed my master have survived. ”

Li Yuntong bit his lip and glanced at him calmly, "Thank you, I didn't want to agree at all." ”

"Don't be stubborn, it's freezing this day, you don't want to do it anymore, the poor monk is leaving...... Wait a while for you to freeze, and carry it back directly to burn firewood. ”

For some reason, Solangeji didn't kill him directly, but coldly threw down such a threat, turned around and walked towards the wolves.

As he left, Li Yuntong found that his hands and feet had regained their strength.

And the scene in front of me has changed again.