Chapter 87: Letter from the King of the Barbarians

"I didn't expect you to be so kind, monk." Ye Xiaobai's eyes were red with 'emotion', "But you are so handsome, aren't you afraid that the young ladies of Chunhong Mansion will swallow you?" ”

"Alas, no way, who made me soft-hearted?"

The grass lamp monk sighed lightly, then folded his hands, and said sternly: "As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, in order to save the young ladies of Chunhong Mansion from the sea of suffering, even if it is worth paying the price." Amitabha. ”

He looked at Ye Xiaobai: "Xiaobai, you can say it, can you accompany me on a trip." ”

Ye Xiaobai asked suspiciously: "With your skills, monk, you must be able to easily save the young ladies, why do you need me to accompany you?" ”

The grass lamp monk was silent for a moment, and then said quietly: "Monk, although my Dharma is boundless, but the young ladies have been eroded by the demon barrier for many years, I am afraid that it will be difficult to save them for a while, the key is that the monk I still lack a divine object to help, only by relying on this divine object, can I successfully save the young ladies from the sea of suffering." ”

"Oh? What kind of fetish? ”

"The name of this artifact is gold." The grass lamp monk said solemnly: "The more the merrier!" ”

"! Straw Lantern Monk, you are crazy on horseback! Prostitutes still ask Lao Tzu for money? "Ye Xiaobai can't go on.

"Ahem, ahem, be quiet!" The grass lamp monk was startled, and hurriedly said: "If you don't go, you won't go, do you need to be so excited?" ”

Ye Xiaobai immediately said: "Who said I won't go?" ”

In the red light district of another world, Ye Xiaobai really wants to see it.

It doesn't mean anything else, it's mainly to satisfy curiosity, and by the way, discuss life ideals with the young ladies and learn skills.

Let's see if you, the earth traverser, are more fierce than the raptors crossing the river, or the earth snake in this world is better.

"Uh, then what are you excited about......" Monk Grass Lantern said halfway, his face suddenly became ugly, "Do you want to leave us behind and go merry by yourself?" ”

"Don't think of people so dirty." Ye Xiaobai said disdainfully: "Lao Tzu is here to save women who have lost their footing, how can such a sacred and noble ideal be described in such vulgar words?" ”

"Hmph, you said you don't want to take me with me!" The Grass Lantern Monk asked.

"Belt! Of course the belt! Ye Xiaobai laughed, "Not only to take you, but also to bring Shao Feilong." After all, the three of us came together, and none of us should be missing. ”

In fact, the monk with the grass lantern is only by the way, the main thing is that he must bring Shao Feilong.

As for the reason, everyone who understands it understands.

"Would you be so kind?" The grass lamp monk looked at Ye Xiaobai suspiciously.

"Okay, hurry back to sleep, and leave for Chunhong Mansion tomorrow morning." Ye Xiaobai urged.

"Wait, there's one more thing."

"Why do you have so much to do? Hurry up and say. ”

"What are your plans for Jiang Ziyi's mission?"

"I don't plan to yet." Ye Xiaobai hesitated for a moment and shook his head, "Let's find an opportunity to ask about the situation first, and then consider the next move." ”

He is not a fool, of course, it is impossible to persuade the county lord of Ziyi to abandon literature and martial arts as soon as he comes up, even if the county lord of purple clothes is really interesting to him, it is impossible to abandon literature and martial arts because of his words.

The point is that he also wants to find out who posted the task, and what is the intention of the other party to release this task?

What does abandoning literature and martial arts mean to the lord of Ziyi?

Before figuring out these problems, Ye Xiaobai would not act rashly.

Although he likes money, he is not unscrupulous for money.

In short, he still has a bit of a conscience, just not much.

"I think that girl really likes you a little, or else, you got it from her." The grass lamp monk squeezed his eyebrows and said, "If you become a county horse, the brothers can also follow you to eat and drink spicy food." ”

"Who knows if she really likes it or if she likes it fakely?" Ye Xiaobai pouted, "We've only known each other for a day, who knows her true character?" Who knows what's going on in her heart? Maybe people are just playing with us on purpose? ”

Some things can't be taken seriously, and if you take them seriously, you will lose.

Although Ye Xiaobai's name is Xiaobai, he is not a real Xiaobai, and he was also a person who tasted more than a dozen different kinds of seafood in his previous life, how could he be tricked so easily?

……

The garden of the palace of the king of Zhenman.

The lights are bright and magnificent.

The purple-clothed county lord returned to his usual cold appearance, holding the ancient book in his hand, but his eyes were a little distracted.

"County Lord, your book is reversed." The maid Xiaoqing reminded in a low voice.

"I deliberately did it the other way around, to exercise my eyesight and mental reactions." The purple-clothed county lord did not panic at all, and was serious.

The maid Xiaoqing was speechless.

The county lord is worthy of being a genius of Wendao, and this can come back roundly.

"Tower, tower, tower......" footsteps came from not far away.

"Limber." The purple-clothed county lord closed the ancient book and stood up.

"Steward Lin." The maid Xiaoqing shouted respectfully.

Although Lin Bo was nominally a housekeeper, the purple-clothed county lord and the maid Xiaoqing both respected him very much.

Lin Bo nodded slightly, then took out a bamboo tube from his cuffs, handed it to the purple-clothed county lord, and said, "The prince sent someone to deliver the letter back, I just received it, the county lord will take a look first." ”

"He is in Yuezhou day by day with the eldest mother, the second mother, the third mother, and the fourth mother...... Merry and alive! I still have my daughter in my eyes! ”

Although the purple-clothed county lord said this, there was a bit of expectation in his eyes.

He took the bamboo tube from Lin Bo's hand, unscrewed the bamboo tube stopper, took out the letter in it, and unfolded it to look at it.

Seeing that the purple-clothed county lord suddenly became angry, tore up the letter, and threw it directly into the lamp bowl of the oil lamp and burned it.

"County Lord, what did the prince say?" The maid Xiaoqing asked cautiously.

"What else can be said? Turning it over and over is nothing more than those few words, let me abandon literature and follow martial arts! The purple-clothed county lord was sullen, "I really don't understand him!" After so many years, why do you always look down on Wen Dao? If there was no Wen Dao, this Great Zhou Wu Dynasty would have been out of order a long time ago! Those Wendao masters, even Her Majesty the Empress respects them very much, he is a prince with a different surname, why does he look down on Wendao? ”

In his words, there was no respect for his father.

The maid Xiaoqing lowered her head and didn't dare to say anything.

Usually she can make a few jokes in front of the Purple Cloth Lord, but when the Purple Cloth Princess's anger, she doesn't dare to say a word.

No matter how good and close her relationship with the purple-clothed county lord is, she can't change the gap in status and class.

Seeing that the purple-clothed county lord was so resistant to the Zhenban King, Lin Bo hesitated for a moment and said: "Actually, the prince does not look down on the Dao, on the contrary, the prince respects those Wendao masters very much. ”

"Then why did he persuade me again and again to abandon literature and follow martial arts?"

"Because the county lord's martial arts talent is far superior to Wen Dao, if you cultivate martial arts, you may have the opportunity to touch the threshold of the Martial God Grand Master in the future, but if you adhere to Wen Dao, although your future achievements will not be low, it is difficult to surpass the Wen Dao Grandmaster." Lin Bo said solemnly: "The county lord's literary and martial arts talents are amazing, but in comparison, the martial arts talent is superior. ”

"Alas, the talent is too good, and it's also a kind of trouble!" The purple-clothed county lord scratched his head.

Lin Bo and the maid Xiaoqing were silent.

"No matter, I like Wendao, I don't like martial arts, whoever loves martial arts will cultivate it himself." The purple-clothed county lord snorted lowly, "What's so great about the Great Grandmaster of the Martial God?" I, Jiang Ziyi, am destined to be famous in the literary world, what does martial arts have to do with me? ”