Chapter Ninety-One: The Brute City
No, they haven't arrived in the barbarian city yet, and they haven't found the lama temple yet, and they can't see the figures.
And Li Xian was just a stunned kung fu, and Sarari was also gone, and there was a faint sound of fierce quarrels ahead.
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The 'Southwest Plateau' starts from the Lanyaha Plateau in the west, reaches the famous mountain Kunshan in the north, and the Qinling Mountains, which are also famous in the world, in the east, and borders the Kangqu Plain in the south, with a length of more than 4,000 meters from east to west......
The Barbarian City, the capital of the Western Barbarian Kingdom.
Built in the 'Southwest Plateau', compared to the flattest Zidamu Valley, the altitude has also reached three thousand meters, if it is not for the native barbarians or special warriors, abilities, ordinary Central Plains people will feel abnormal chest tightness, dizziness, even the knife can not be lifted, a body of martial arts is difficult to use.
The land of the Western Barbarians is mountainous and plain, the cities are all built in precipitous places, and the lack of military strength of the warriors and supernatural people of the Five Elements Country, coupled with the disharmony of the hearts of the people of various countries and the intrigue and intrigue, this is also one of the biggest reasons why the countries of the Central Plains have not conquered the barbarians.
Even though Li Xian had already reached the strength of the Eight Apertures of the Moldy Sect, his physique was definitely much higher than that of ordinary people, but he still felt a little tightness in his chest when he stood on this plateau, and he was a little uncomfortable.
He really couldn't think of how someone could quarrel so casually and so loudly under such circumstances.
Listening to the familiar and high-pitched female voice, Li Xian guessed that the person who quarreled was Sarari, who could do things better than himself.
Pushing away the crowd of onlookers in front of her, Li Xian saw that Salari was stopped in front of a luxurious carriage with strange beasts, and lying behind her was a barbarian old man with gray hair and beard.
Looking at the people in the carriage, they are either rich or expensive, and Salari is not afraid of things, standing in front of him without fear, and Li Xian, who is desperate for bad luck, naturally has no reason to be afraid.
Just for a look, Li Xian naturally stood behind Salari, ready to support her at any time.
And under Salari's insistent interception, the owner of the carriage finally appeared.
Although there is no sense of amazement in the grace and luxury, his face is fair and delicate, and his face seems to be no different from the appearance of the Central Plains people, so that Li Xian can't distinguish between men and women for a while.
Waiting for someone to say a strong male voice, Li Xiancai completely distinguished between men and women, but he couldn't have a good impression in his heart.
"But if you wait for the common people, take thirty taels of silver, and it will be regarded as medical expenses. Gu Jing brocade robe waved, his face was extremely proud, and he looked at the people present like ants.
Ignoring the intention on the face of the barbarian old man behind him, Sarari blushed and said angrily: "It's only thirty taels, can you buy a person's dignity?
Gu Jing saw that the little nun in front of her was so unrelenting, her face moved slightly, and she was a little angry, and she threw thirty taels of silver to the ground, and snorted: "Go!"
Although Gu Jing didn't say anything about his identity, the surrounding melon-eating crowd was discussing.
"This is the second son of the Gu family, the first family in the Barbarian City, right?"
"Exactly. It's rare for him to have a good temper and give this little nun a face.
If there is a young master with a real temperament, not to mention whether thirty taels of silver will be given, he may directly let the groom drive the horse over. ”
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Li Xian, who was completely reduced to a supporting role, was a little ignorant, because he couldn't understand these barbarian words with a unique accent, so he could only see that the little Lori in front of him was like an angry white goose, stretching out his hands and almost going forward to fight.
"Hmph, what if you are the second son of the ancient family? Poor Nun is still a living Buddha! Moreover, the monk standing next to Poor Ni is a high-ranking monk from Tianshui Country in the Central Plains, and the world-famous Master Rulai is also. ”
How could the Living Buddha be a woman? Gu Jing only thought she was talking big when she heard it, but he had heard the name Master Rulai, and it was still like thunder.
Just about to sit back in the carriage, Gu Jing's figure stiffened, and then slowly turned sideways, with an inexplicable look in his eyes, he glanced at Li Xian, who had a bald head and was unusually conspicuous, and suddenly smiled on his handsome face and said: "It turns out that Master Rulai, my name is Gu Jing, isn't it the second son who eats and drinks in the city, and he has no ability, but he is also a very sincere believer in Buddhism on weekdays."
...... Sins and sins, doing wrong things naturally have to apologize, I am deeply sorry, so I apologize to the old man. ”
Saying that, Gu Jing got out of the carriage without dragging the mud and water, ignoring the mud on the old man's body, the brocade robe shook off and refused the groom's substitution, and he personally stepped forward to help.
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This Nima's attitude of admitting mistakes has changed too quickly. Li Xian has never liked men who are more handsome than him, and when he feels that his eyes are shining when he looks at him, his heart is even more disgusting.
Li Xian clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name with an indifferent expression. On the contrary, Sarari, who had finally achieved her goal, said even more angrily: "You look down on women?"
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Li Xian was also confused, and he really couldn't think of when the annoying boy in front of him had ever looked down on women.
However, the goal of his westward journey is to do things, and he is not afraid of being unlucky, but he is afraid that he will suddenly not be unlucky. And the root of this bad luck still has to be pinned on Sarari.
Li Xian was silent, and after Gu Jing helped the old man up and put a hundred taels of silver in his hand, and sent him away, he ignored the rampaging Salari, and said to Li Xian with his hands folded: "My father and my ancestors are all believers in Buddhism, and they have admired the name of the master for a long time. ”
Women are like that, the less you take her seriously, as a have-or-nothing air, the more she explodes.
And Li Xian was also a little surprised by the change in Gu Jing's face, and he didn't want to go to his 'humble house' to pull out any relationship.
You must know that your purpose is to do things, and all plots are created for the sake of doing things!
Therefore, Li Xian continued to uphold the principle of not speaking if he can, let Salari stir up trouble, desperately hoping that Gu Jing would be angry, and then he was beaten by Salari with thin arms and legs, and beat the small one to the old one, so that the infinite blood cycle continued......
You didn't say anything, the scene was silent again, and the big war seemed to be about to break out.
However, when Li Xian thought that Salari, the little she-cat, was about to show her sharp little paws, he saw that her expression full of anger suddenly became calm again, and the solemn Buddha statue looming behind her when she folded her hands.
Here it is again, here it is again, the living Buddha is about to manifest his true body.
This time, it was not only Li Xian alone, but the barbarian masses of no less than 100 people present had seen it, but they did not make a fuss like Li Xian, but instead folded their hands together and sang solemn Buddha names in unison.