Chapter 67: The Monk
Outside the heavy capital.
A thunderclap fell, and the relentless rain continued to wash over the dirt.
In the night, a pair of men and women walked in a brightly lit border city, but the identity of the men and women was a little strange, one of them was actually a monk, you must know that the first thing a monk must precaution is a woman.
The monk completely ignored the strange eyes of the people around him, and actually looked at the woman next to him with a flattering look, but the only thing that was the same was that the faces of the two people were not particularly good-looking, their faces were like gold paper, their faces were sallow, and they had some sympathy for the same disease.
Xi Xia glanced at the city, which was particularly eye-catching in the endless night, and said in a solemn tone: "Yo hehe, this is the very safe in your mouth?" Is this what you call a big deal? Why do you have to come here? You know we're going to have a lot of options! ”
Facing Xi Xia's three consecutive questions, the Daoxin monk pulled the corners of his mouth, and his smile was difficult and reluctant, "This is called Hundred Flowers City, if we are lucky, we may be able to find some good things here." ”
Xi Xia, whose face was very ugly but very good-looking, frowned and said, "What do you mean, you won't hide a hundred flowers here." ”
This is the highest bouquet to describe a woman, and the woman in front of the Daoxin monk himself is enough to make the passing geese fall into the dust on this desert.
Xixia alone, in the heart of the Taoist monk, can roll up a generation of elegance.
The Daoxin monk didn't explain much, but raised his head slightly, looking at this city where the border was heavy and singing every night, just when the Daoxin monk was stunned, he felt a pain all over his body, and it turned out that he felt a blow on his body. It turned out that it was Xixia next to him who hammered the Daoxin monk.
Monk Daoxin said a little helplessly: "What's the matter, since we set off, it was you who said that you would take care of me, but in addition to me carrying you, I went out to make a fate, or you carried me and threw me out several feet away." ”
Xi Xia said angrily: "Who told you to despise me." ”
The Daoxin monk put his hand up and said loudly: "Conscience of heaven and earth, I am a monk, and I just gently put it on your shoulder, you pouted, I had to put both hands on my chest, you still dislike me for being light on you?" Why don't you just poison me to death? ”
Previously, he was unintentionally rubbed into Xi Xia's sideburns by the Daoxin monk, and now the Daoxin monk was scratching next to Xi Xia, Xi Xia couldn't help but be upset, and then Xi Xia stretched out a punch without dragging the mud and water, and hit the Dao Xin monk's chest fiercely, Xi Xia said hatefully: "I am willing to poison you to death, but I poisoned you, but I don't even want to eat the dog next to me." ”
Monk Daoxin could only say-for-tat in the face of Xi Xia: "Grandma, you are not a dog, how do you know that dogs are not willing to eat." Moreover, monks can become Buddhas on the ground. ”
Xi Xia snorted coldly without anger.
Baihua City is a small city hanging in the high mountains of Xishu, without any geographical advantages, but Baihua City does not have any strategic terrain, so this also leads to Baihua City has always become the only pure land without war, but the scenery here is excellent. The inhabitants of this area have been famous for picking flowers to make honey for generations.
Whether it is in the eyes of Huayang or Northern Xinjiang, not to mention Huayang, which is close to the water, even Northern Xinjiang, which has always been known as not knowing the wind and snow, will deliberately add a hundred flowers and nectar to the first-class tribute, and the preciousness of the hundred flowers and nectar is almost comparable to that of the battle armor.
Among them, the snow lotus among the flowers is recognized as the king of a hundred flowers, the growth environment of the snow lotus is harsh, can only grow on the cliff of a hundred zhang, looking for the snow lotus in the vast snow mountain is also tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, the flowering period of the snow lotus is also very long, and it will only bloom once in five years.
Many lotus pickers will have the first half of their lives to find one, and then wait until the snow lotus is ripe before picking it, and finally in the frenzied snatching can the snow lotus be refined into the snow lotus nectar in the hundred flowers.