Although the time has entered the early summer, after all, it belongs to the northwest region, and the sun is not as blazing as in the south, but it is exceptionally warm and comfortable when shining on people.

At this moment, a figure slowly appeared at the end of the road.

"The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city and ten thousand mountains. Why should Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the jade gate. This is Liangzhou? It's not the same as described in the poem. Yuan Xing stood on the ground and looked at the big city in front of him, muttering to himself. And Hong Qingyao, who was lying on his back, was surrounded by a robe and slept comfortably, only revealing a round head reflecting the light.

Liangzhou, which guards the Silk Road and threatens the west corridor of the Hezhen, although it is not as prosperous and lively as it was in the Tang Dynasty, but less than ten years after the founding of Dayong, the northern Mongols are still ready to move, and the military status of this place is more prominent.

Therefore, Yuan Xing looked at the tall and majestic city wall and the soldiers who were waiting to be patrolled, but his eyelids twitched, and he just wanted to give himself a cool song.

"Stop, what are you doing?" Sure enough, the defense of the border town was tight, and before they reached the city gate, several guards walked forward quickly to interrogate.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is a monk passing by." The fate of the eleventh salute was combined, and then the road was taken out.

The little head didn't notice any problems, nodded and planned to leave.

Yuan Xing put away the road guide again, Jin Yuanzheng is worthy of being a person who does things well, and prepared two road guides for him early, one is a disguised scholar, and the other is a monk's road guide, and the information recorded on it is all true. And at this moment, he even carried in his arms a more authoritative monk than the one issued by the master when he was ordained, and was recognized by the Dayong court, that is, Jin Yuanzheng, who could not get this thing by himself by fate alone.

"Wait, who's behind you?" Yuan Xing raised his foot and was just about to leave, when the head of Fang Xing, who had just been released, caught a glimpse of him behind him, and suddenly asked vigilantly.

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding soldiers also regrouped.

Yuan Xing quietly glanced at the city gate, and several people in the rivers and lakes who were originally leaning on both sides of the sun also noticed the movement here at this time, and a few of them had even stood up and walked towards this side.

"The little apprentice has not yet been well in the cold, and the poor monk has to carry the ...... on his back" The smile on Yuanxing's face did not change, and he said and turned the junior villain with his backhand.

"Master, Master......" came out in a muffled voice. Hong Qingyao was awakened in a dream, opened her eyes in her robe, and looked at the soldiers around her in a daze.

"What a little monk." Several soldiers glanced at each other, all relaxed their vigilance, and waved their hands to let Yuan Xing leave. When the warriors heard this, they also dispersed, and lazily returned to their original positions, continuing to bask in the sun or nap.

Yuan Xing passed by them slowly, and finally walked into this "Four Liang Ancient Capital, Hexi Metropolis", which is also the place where Kumarosh studied literature and preached and stayed for 17 years.

When he arrived in the city, Yuanxing did not rush to the junction location, but found a small inn to live in.

After eating something at noon, he was going to go out to explore the situation, maybe he slept enough on the way, but Hong Qingyao refused to take a nap at this time.

Although he used ventriloquism to fool him before, the characteristics of the little girl were too obvious, and Yuan Xingshi didn't dare to take him on the risk.

Since I can't sleep, I can only start teaching internal strength.

But when he found a chair to sit down, he was horrified to find that the little girl had sat cross-legged on the bed, and she had put her hands together and bowed to him.

He's never taught him that, he's just shaved his head and learned it by himself? This girl turned out to be a natural Buddha?

As a result, our Venerable Yuanxing stared at the solemn little novice at this time, and his mind unconsciously fell into a brief confusion......

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That night, the little girl had already fallen asleep, and she knelt on the ground and recited the Heart Sutra ten times in a low voice.

Although he was able to use the "opening ring" and "having given up the killing ring" to excuse himself, after all, it was because of his road idiocy that Hong Qingyao fell into a crisis, thus burying a fresh life. The promise to recite the scriptures for the fish for forty-nine days that day was not to be done lightly.

He knew that reciting the sutra could not eliminate his sinful karma, but he just hoped that the fish would be able to be reborn and get a good chance of reincarnation.

As for yourself, if you have a retribution, it is.

The night was slightly cool, and after the recitation, he stood up and looked out the window at the bright moon. Compared with the state of "trembling, as if facing the abyss, as if walking on thin ice" when taking the vows, after giving up the vows, there will inevitably be disqualifications in the act, and the desire is also stronger than in the past.

Only then did he understand that the precepts were constraints, but they were not a kind of protection for himself.

Recalling the recent events, full of melancholy, it took a long time to regain some of his spirits, looked at the sky, and leaped out of the inn, dodging the soldiers patrolling the city, and swept into the distance......

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Early in the morning of the second day, Hong Qingyao was arranged to have a sumptuous breakfast, and Yuan Xing took her to a ready-to-wear shop in the south of the city. He had already searched the neighborhood last night and found nothing wrong, so he didn't want to waste time and went straight to it.

After some code exchange and taking out the token, he was led to the backyard by the guy.

"Master Yuanxing, long time no see." There was a person waiting in the courtyard who had received the news, and the man was in his thirties and looked very familiar.

It should be a certain steward who I saw on Jin Yuanzheng's boat. Only then did Yuan Xing let down his guard a little, and in the eyes of the steward with a ghostly face, he put down the bald little girl he was holding in his arms.

"The poor monk has fulfilled his promise and brought people to peace." He said lightly.

The steward pulled his beard, and only after a while did he reluctantly say, "The master has worked hard." With a glance to the side, a sturdy woman stepped forward to lead Hong Qingyao away.

The latter seemed to understand something, and he tightly held Yuanxing's robe in his hand, and he didn't want to let go. The woman didn't dare to force it, so she could only look at the steward and fate at a loss.

After getting along day and night for more than a month, how can there be no feelings? But this girl is someone's child after all, he is a guest at the end of the world, and he has seen a lot of separation, although he is also a little reluctant in his heart, at this time he has to be ruthless, pick up the child again, and stuff it directly into the woman's arms.

"Before leaving, the little master had an explanation to stay with the master for a while longer, saying that there was something important to share with you." The steward spoke beside him, with a hint of sincerity in his tone: "Now the master has been delayed for a few days due to business, and it is expected to arrive in the near future, you see ......"

Hong Qingyao, who had been struggling in the woman's arms, suddenly stopped moving when she heard this, and stared at Yuanxing in a daze.

"This ......," the latter frowned, he really didn't want to deal with the old fox anymore. It's just less than ten days away from the three-month deadline. In this northwestern land, he really had nowhere to go.

After turning his head and seeing the little girl's almost pleading gaze, he hesitated for a long time before nodding in agreement.

Let's just look at what kind of medicine is sold in Jin Yuanzheng's gourd......