Jia Nianxi is so ignorant of customs.

deliberately followed behind Ling Muyun: "We're going to send you to the Zhongjun tent, right, Sister Huan." ”

Ling Muyun wanted to say the last sentence, Huan Qin should call you aunt and grandmother, but when the words came to his lips, he took it back again.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and look for the oysters.

It's just that the hundreds of people in the back are not leaving, but it is more like going to save a Hongmen banquet.

After getting through, Ling Muyun entered the tent.

A few generals had already gotten up and bowed their hands, and greeted each other one after another, no longer sneering as they had been.

"Virtuous nephew, quick, sit down and get started." Zhang Hao was even more enthusiastic, and even changed his title from Ling Gongzi to a virtuous nephew.

Ling Muyun excused himself for a moment, found the chapter table at random, and sat down.

"The virtuous nephew came by coincidence, today he folded the Buddha's majesty, ready to celebrate, I wanted to inform you, who knows, the virtuous nephew came first, which saved a little trouble."

Zhang Hao finished politely and continued: "Why didn't your lady come together? ”

"Ma'am?" Ling Muyun was stunned for a moment, not knowing if Zhang Hao misunderstood Jia Nianxi or Huanqin.

Dajin style bones, from prostitutes to immature girls, are not any unspeakable habits.

Even if Zhang Oyster pointed directly at Jia Nianxi, it would not cause laughter.

Which one of you doesn't have a hobby?

Ten thousand enemies Zhang Oyster, crisscrossing the battlefield, few opponents, is not a penchant for widows?

It's just that he can't do the kind of trick that Cao Gong is about to get his hands on.

"Jia Nianxi and Huanqin." Zhang Oyster patted his head: "Don't be surprised, nephew, I'll invite someone over." ”

Before Zhang Hao could give an order, Jia Nianxi shouted outside the tent: "Tai Wei, we are outside!" ”

"Please!"

It is said that Zhang Oyster is really leaky.

Everyone is one person and one table, and the table in front of Ling Muyun deliberately added two benches for Jia Nianxi and Huan Qin to eat together.

That's all it takes, all the generals toasted one after another, the former sentence sister-in-law, the latter sentence sister-in-law, so that Ling Muyun couldn't argue.

What embarrassed him even more was that Jia Nianxi and Huanqin didn't defend themselves, and promised to be so happy.

Especially Huanqin, who is generous and graceful, how can he be a little shy?

At the end of the drink, Ling Muyun couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

What's wrong with being looked at twice, and no one can die, but now it's good, the woman who hasn't even touched her hand has become a lady in a daze.

After that, how can I explain to the poppy?

Fortunately, the suckling sheep is extremely fresh and tender, which can be regarded as a comfort.

"This charcoal roasted suckling sheep, the practice is very exquisite, after the ewe is roasted, then disemboweled, the suckling sheep is taken out, wrapped in honey, and then sour branch charcoal is slightly burned, virtuous nephew, the taste can still be palatable?"

Zhang Oyster carried the wine jar, put his arm around Ling Muyun's shoulder, and introduced it with relish.

Ling Muyun is not a virgin, and he has never had any woman's kindness in killing, but when he heard this practice, he also felt cruel.

"If one day, this ewe becomes a sperm and eats human flesh, it may be the same." Jia Nianxi handed over a leg of mutton: "The weak eat the strong, it has been like this since ancient times." ”

……

Following

The snare drum was noisy, and Zhang Oyster pointed out the troops at the school field.

Then the army arrayed in front of them, shouting and cursing in front of the white tent.

Lord Bai was the first rebellion of the Buddha, and Zhang Oyster took the lead, as if he entered the realm of no one, and killed the Buddha with a broken heart.

The rebellion again is nothing more than relying on the beggars and the great monks.

In the confrontation in the first two days, although there were backs and forths, but on his own side, he faintly suppressed the situation, which made the Buddha's heart settle.

On Zhang Hao's side, one of the two cultivators was killed by random arrows, and the rest was never seen again.

I'm afraid I ran away with the cover overnight.

I thought that the overall situation had been decided, but who knows, a young man suddenly appeared, and he had a good means, killed Ligu in one round, and then beat Qi Keer to a serious injury.

Although there was a great monk who rescued him and saved his life, he could cultivate it for a big fall, and he also lost the Four Fire God Order Flags.

Finally, coughing up blood, he left gloomily.

Fortunately, the great monk promised that if he won the Four Fire God Command Banner, he would definitely send it to Zoroastrianism in person.

Beggar believed it, after all, the monks don't speak.

When I went back here, although a scolding was indispensable, if I begged the senior brother to capture Ah Sheng, it could be regarded as regaining face for Zoroastrianism.

"At that time, if you can practice fire again, it is not yet known who will win or lose."

Qi Keer's Four Fire God Command Banner only learned the Heavenly God Fire.

The original intention of sacrificing his blueprint was to let him travel while practicing at the same time, and when he returned, he would be able to skillfully control the four fires, and that cultivation would naturally rise to the top.

Who knows, in less than half a year, I haven't met a decent opponent, and I finally met a decent opponent who hasn't been beaten.

The grievances welled up, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

Of course, Ling Muyun didn't know the reason.

Here, he was scratching his ears and cheeks and looking at the Four Fire God Command Flags.

"Jia Nianxi, do you know these words?"

Jia Nianxi glanced at it and replied lightly: "Tadpole Wen." ”

"And what's written on it?"

"Then I don't know, since the first emperor abandoned the tadpole asked, where hundreds of years, almost extinct." Jia Nianxi also picked up one, looked at the tadpole text like a book from heaven, and shook his head again and again.

"It's really hard to look at the Lingqi, if you rub them down, you may find them."

Huan Qin interjected.

"What's the explanation?"

"I once saw a carving craft, which is to engrave pictures and words on a roller, and when used, dye them with ink and roll them on paper silk, which is quite convenient."

"Clever!"

Jia Nianxi was reminded by Huan Qinyi, and hurriedly took Ziyi paper and Wei Dan ink from the ox cart, smeared them on the Lingqi, and rolled around.

"Fu Seal! Extremely complex sigils! ”

"The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone given by Xu Jiong, I still dislike it, but I didn't think that I would use it so quickly."

Jia Nianxi carefully looked at the tadpole text on the paper, twists and turns, but it was completely integrated, and it actually formed a talisman.

"Fu Seal?"

Ling Muyun took the Ziyi paper and found that it was indeed as Jia Nianxi said.

It can be the art of the seal, when the Dragon and Tiger Mountain and the Shangqing View dominate the world.

Could it be that Zoroastrianism has something to do with Zhang Tianshi?

"The Twelve True Monarchs of Xishan, Bao Puzi, Ge Hong, Tao Hongjing, etc., are all Taoists, and they are also quite proficient in the art of Fu Seal, so it is difficult to generalize."

Jia Nianxi threw aside the Lingqi in his hand and sighed: "It's getting more and more chaotic, even the Taoist Fu Seal is connected with foreign races." ”

"Cripple Nine didn't say that Zoroastrianism had a connection with foreign races, but just warned about it." Ling Muyun recalled the words of the first battle of Dingbei City, and the lame nine to Sheqilan.

Jia Nianxi pouted and said, "If the king of the northwest doesn't wake up the world, I'm afraid that Shanjian still thinks that Zoroastrianism is still that small sect." ”

"Oh?" Ling Muyun was stunned.

"The leader of the Fire Worship Sect, who calls himself a real person in Yuntai, does not use the fire method."

"What's that?"

"Resentment!"

"The Spirit of Resentment?" Ling Muyun's eyes widened.

"Ontology." Jia Nianxi accentuated his tone.

"The spirit of the mirror was sealed, but a spirit of resentment came out." Ling Muyun had a big head for a while.

"Without the Yin and Yang Blood Mirror, the spirit of the mirror can't come out, but the spirit of resentment is released."

Jia Nianxi spoke extremely quietly.

"Released by whom?"

"I don't know, I guess, it's ......" Jia Nianxi pointed to the top of his head: "There can be such a means, above the gate of heaven." ”

"Do you really believe in those things of immortality and feathering and ascending to immortals?"

Ling Muyun's eyes widened like copper bells.

"So what's the matter with me? What is the matter with the opening of the Heavenly Gate in the realm of heaven and man? Stupid to death. ”

Ling Muyun was silent.

Indeed, as Jia Nianxi said, whether it is Cripple Nine, Jia Nianxi or Buddha Tucheng, or even the division of the realm, it seems unexpected.

"What's in the Gate of Heaven?"

"You opened it yourself, you won't know it at a glance." Jia Nianxi stopped talking and stared at the field.