Chapter 7 Hua'an and Ninety-Five-Twenty-Seven

After three days of walking, the army finally reached its destination. Of course, in the past three days, except for the first day, the leader was sad about Sanzang, but the other two days did not continue to be difficult. And let people give Sanzang some food, but Sanzang smiled at this.

After following the army and getting acquainted with the road, people will naturally pay attention to Sanzang, and Sanzang learned from them that this team was going to the capital of the Great Qin Dynasty.

And the lady in the carriage was the main wife of Hua Feihong, the general of the Great Qin Dynasty. The lady went back to her parents' home a year ago to visit her family, and now she is returning home.

"Okay! Give me some spirit, after the mountain in front, it is the national capital, don't let people see your sick appearance, go out to make fun of the name of our Hua Jiajun. ”

The leader reminded everyone loudly, and everyone listened to his reminder, and they were also refreshed, and their posture was a little more energetic.

After three days of acquaintance, Sanzang also learned that the leader's surname was Wang, named Wang Feihou, and he was a general.

Speaking of which, hearing General Wang's reminder, Sanzang was also very curious about what the capital of the Great Qin would look like.

Although Sanzang has been in this world for more than 50 years, he has never been out of the Great Wuliang Temple, so he knows very little about the things outside.

After the mountain, Sanzang soon saw the capital of Daqin, to be honest, the scene was really shocking, only to see the endless plain, a huge boundless, majestic, huge city is located here.

The sheer sheer size of the towering walls is daunting.

"I'm a good girl! How can this city wall be 100 meters high! If you let the poor monk climb it, it will take half an hour!"

Sanzang looked at it, this city wall was too high, but he was relieved to think that this world was a world of immortal martial arts cultivation.

It didn't take long for the group to come to the city gate. At this time, there was a large crowd of people standing at the gate of the city.

"Welcome my mother home!"

I saw a young man of about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in luxurious clothes and with a handsome face, standing in front of the city gate with a group of domestic slaves dressed in dark green uniform uniforms, waiting for the arrival of the army.

But the lady did not get out of the carriage, but let the young man get into the carriage.

"Yi'er, get in the car and let my mother take a look! I haven't seen her for a year, and I don't know what I've looked like!"

The young man made his way through the crowd and jumped into the carriage, while the army continued on, into the city.

After some journey, I came to the door of a very grand and luxurious mansion. Originally, Sanzang was going to go in with him, but he didn't expect to be stopped.

"Stop! you can't go in!"

The gatekeeper stopped Sanzang without hesitation.

Sanzang was about to speak, but then the Wang Flying Monkey came over.

"My subordinates have seen General Wang!"

Several gatekeepers bowed to Wang Feihou one after another.

"Come with me!"

Wang Feihou didn't say anything, and entered the house with Sanzang, and the few gatekeepers were stunned for a moment when they saw this scene, but they didn't say anything.

Following Wang Feihou around this Washington mansion, Sanzang found that this Washington mansion is also quite large, if you are not familiar with the route, you have to go around the dizziness.

Soon, the two came to a courtyard, only to see the three big characters "Stewardship" written on the courtyard.

Entering the courtyard, Sanzang saw a middle-aged man with a mustache and goat's whiskers sleeping on a rocking chair.

"Steward Chu!"

Wang Feihou shouted loudly.

"Oh my god, who's the soul, I'm not dead?"

The Chu steward was so frightened by Wang Feihou's loud shout that he almost fell off the rocking chair. When he got up and looked at it with a scolding grin, he found that it was Wang Feihou, General Wang.

"Yo, isn't this General Wang? What kind of wind is blowing you? Come on, come on, please take a seat!"

The steward of Na Chu was lined up and beckoned Wang Feihou to sit in the house.

But Wang Feihou didn't plan to go in, but said:

"Behind me is the monk who came back from the lady, and now there is nowhere to go, the lady plans to let him be a house slave in the house, you look at the arrangement, I still have something to do, so I won't stay longer." ”

After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but when Wang Feihou passed by Sanzang, Sanzang vaguely heard him say as if he was retaliating:

Sample: You still want to take advantage of General Ben!

Sanzang pursed his lips, he had already guessed that Wang Feihou would play tricks, but there is a good saying, people are under the eaves, and they have to bow their heads!

Now Sanzang is considered to be asking for others, so he is not good at doing anything, and now the main reason is that Sanzang has no strength, otherwise he will clean him up Wang Feimonkey, Sanzang has a way.

"That monk over there, come here!"

I saw that the Chu steward pointed at Sanzang and beckoned, signaling him to come over.

"I don't know what arrangements you have for Steward Chu?"

Sanzang smiled and walked over as he asked.

"Arrangement?"

"I'll tell you! We don't raise idlers in Washington, but if you don't have any ability, I advise you to get out of Washington as soon as possible!"

After the Chu steward saw Wang Feihou leaving, and it didn't seem to have anything to do with Sanzang, he immediately showed a powerful face.

I was going to be a house slave for a while, and then pat my ass and leave, but now it seems that life is not so good.

"The poor monk can't do anything else, just sweep the floor!"

Sanzang is also smiling, since people don't look at him rightly, then why should he use a hot face to stick a cold ass!

"Hmph! You are so good at being a sweeping servant in Washington, don't even think about it, you can be a dung picker for me!"

The Chu steward directly assigned Sanzang to pick up dung.

Sanzang lowered his head, folded his hands, and silently recited Amitabha Buddha in his mouth! If any monk from the Great Wuliang Temple saw Sanzang's appearance at this time, he would definitely be frightened by the three souls out of his body and the seven spirits would leave his body.

Because when Sanzang put on this posture, there were three incidents that shook the Great Wuliang Temple.

The first thing is that Yuankong failed to compete for the head of the house, and the other winner said that he would drive Sanzang out of Wuliang Temple, but within half a month, the winner went crazy because of his practice.

The second thing is because when Sanzang ate chicken and drank wine, he was dealt with by the Elder of the Discipline Peak, and as a result, Sanzang also put on this posture, and the result of the development afterwards was that the Elder of Punishment did not know how to break through the retreat back then, and he has not dared to come out for almost 20 years now.

The third thing is that Sanzang was beaten by a cultivated guy at the beginning, but afterwards, it was because of this that he created a demon king of Wuliang Temple, the Bull Demon King. And the Bull Demon King is also a nightmare for countless monks of the Wuliang Temple.

At this moment, Sanzang put on this pose again, and I don't know what kind of encounter this Chu manager will have in the future.

"Alright, I'll register your name and entry number now. ”

I don't know where the Chu steward came from, and suddenly took out a registration book or something.

"It doesn't matter what your name used to be, what your surname is, since you have entered Washington as a slave, then you can only have the surname Hua. ”

"Since you have no home to go to and have been placed in Washington, then call you Hua'an! And you are the servant of the 9,527th Mansion, then your number is 9527!"

Well!

Sanzang's eyes were all widened! Washington, Hua'an, ninety-five-two-seven?

Is this so coincidental? And the positions are still so close, one shovels, the other picks up dung, is there a lack of a sister paper called Qiu Helai?