58 Holy Monk 17
Feng Ming carried a golden knife on his waist, walking on the street, and when passers-by saw him, their scalps couldn't help but tingle and they avoided him.
There used to be people screaming and running away, but now they're used to it, and at most they're just dodging.
In fact, it was not Feng Ming who was hiding, but the big white snake behind him.
The Great White Snake twisted and followed behind Feng Ming.
There is also a four- or five-year-old fat doll sitting on it, the fat doll is clutching snacks, and from time to time the little fat hand is stuffed forward, and the snack is stuffed into the mouth of the big white snake together.
The foreigner I saw for the first time turned pale with fright, for fear that the fat doll's hand would disappear into the snake's mouth.
Such a big snake, that mouth can open even a cow to swallow, let alone the hand of a little doll? The snake's teeth were cold and clear, and they were sharp at first glance.
Seeing this, those people in the capital who didn't know how many times they had watched it and had no feeling for this scene were kindly explained: "Don't worry, this is the snake immortal raised by Master Xuanji, and it has also caught human traffickers and saved many people. β
The outsiders were surprised, and looked at the big white snake again, and sure enough, the little doll's hands were indeed good.
However, they are still very afraid of such a big snake.
Everyone admired: "You people in the capital are so knowledgeable, such a big snake...... Daxian is not afraid. β
The people in the capital who were present listened to it with a weak heart.
When the big white snake first appeared on the streets of the capital, it really appeared wherever it was, and the scream was there, if it wasn't for the royal forest guards, there would really be escapes and trampling.
They also watched it for a long time, and finally got used to it, and then they began to be afraid.
The little lion sitting on the big white snake asked, "Is the mung bean cake delicious?" "Because of nibbling on the dim sum, the speech is a little vague," my mother said that the weather is hot, and the mung bean cake is more heat-stricken. β
The Great White Snake hissed in reply.
A milk doll, a big snake, obviously don't understand the language, and don't know how to communicate, and they still talk in a good way, as if they understand each other.
"Snake Daxian ......" A middle-aged man who was engaged in a cake business on the side of the street trembled and walked up to the big white snake with a stack of cakes, "Thank you for catching the thief who stole my silver, this is a thank you gift......
The big white snake stretched out its long white tail and patted the leg of Feng Ming in front of him, signaling him to take it away.
It's a thank you for its good deeds.
Feng Ming had no choice but to go over and accept it, and said that this is what the Snake Immortal should do, just thank you, and there is no need to send the rest in the future.
Now this snake is raised by the emperor, Feng Ming has to take care of the face of the emperor's brother-in-law, and can't let the world think that the big white snake raised by the emperor drinks the people's things for nothing.
The middle-aged man watched the two of them leave, his legs finally stopped shaking, and he smiled hehehe, telling the story of the big white snake vs. the thief with the people around him.
"I just exchanged the copper plate for silver, and I was targeted by the thief when I came out of the bank, and the thief ran so fast that I couldn't catch up with it, and I wanted to die...... Then a long snake's tail flicked at the thief, and the thief fell to the ground......"
The big white snake went on, and the little lion began to nibble on the cake again, he was a lover of sweetness, but the cake was crispy and delicious, and he ate it very happily
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Feng Ming opened the way ahead, and a pair of eyes looked around.
After they finished patrolling, the big white snake went to Yu Yuanwai's house in the capital to rest and have lunch, and its 10,000 chickens, ducks and geese had not yet finished eating.
Yu Yuanwai warmly entertained Feng Ming and the little lion, these two were distinguished guests.
When the two of them were eating with their heads buried in the snake, Yu worked hard outside the staff to write down all the clues found by the big white snake.
"Your Highness, there are basically only these waves of traffickers in the capital, and most of their downlines have been found, and they can be wiped out by then." Yu Yuanwai said, his expression was proud, his own snake ancestor was able to find out so many bad guys, and the children in the capital would be safer in the future.
Yu Yuan's well-fed snake ancestor was another wave of rainbow farts output, blowing the big white snake happily flicking its tail.
Seeing this, the little lion stretched out his hand to grab it, but when he found that he couldn't catch it, he even forgot the snack after the meal, and tried hard to catch his tail.
After playing the tail catching game for a while, the two of them and a snake finally left the Yuanwaifu.
Before leaving, the wind boy let Yu wait for news.
Yu Yuanwai nodded excitedly, he didn't expect that he would be able to make such a big contribution at this age, personally arrest human traffickers, and return to Wutong County in the future, he can blow this matter for ten years!
General Weiyuan originally wanted to join too, but his wife was about to give birth, so he first gave birth to a big fat girl, and the second was a thin son.
General Weiyuan saw the big fat girl in the swaddling clothes, and tears of joy were about to fall, "Hahaha, my daughter doesn't look like me, she doesn't have a beard, so you don't have to worry about not being able to get married." β
The grandmother who held the child to show him: "......"
The general's wife, who had just given birth, was in pain, but now she forgot all about the pain, and rolled her eyes at her husband: "Have you ever seen a newborn with a beard?" β
Not to mention daughters, even sons can't be born with beards, how scary this is.
General Weiyuan stretched out two hands with the size of a fan and carefully held his daughter, and he was reluctant to blink when he saw it, "Daddy's heart and liver, in the future, Daddy will teach you martial arts, and Daddy's most precious golden knife will also be ......played with for you."
The general's wife ignored her unreliable husband, took her daughter over, and put her son together.
She said, "Didn't the Wind Boy go to arrest the traffickers? You also go and help sweep the tail, the traffickers should be thundering and slashing, don't let them escape. β
General Weiyuan looked at his daughter, and then at his son, the two little dolls were lying side by side sleeping, and their well-behaved and cute appearance made his heart melt.
At this time, the general, who was full of fatherly love, couldn't help but think that such a lovely child would be abducted by human traffickers......
As long as he thought of this possibility, he was furious, and he didn't care about spending it at his wife's place at the moment, so he directly picked up his golden ring and rushed out to help.
Finally spending her husband's money, the general's wife felt that she could finally rest for a while, and she didn't have to watch her husband make stupid things in front of her every day.
Since the birth of the child, General Weiyuan, who can't wait to be a good father, can't wait to get started with everything, if he wasn't a man, maybe he even wanted to feed his own milk.
The general's wife's nurse's mouth moved a few times, and finally she spoke: "Madam, the little boy and the little lady have just been born, is it not suitable to see blood?" β
Looking at the appearance of their general, they will definitely go on a killing spree.
The general's wife disagreed, "Human traffickers kill more of this thing."
I just accumulated virtue for my two children. ()β
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Jiang He's eyes were closed, and his mouth was still very poisonous: "So this is the reason why you simply don't fly and get fatter and fatter?" β
The parrot sucked its bulging belly violently and defended: "Host, this shell in the mall is not good, it is easy to get fat, you must buy one that is not fat next time." β
Jiang He thought in his heart, the cat shell in his previous life was not thin, and he could be fatter than an orange cat.
The parrot also felt that this reason was not very good, and quickly changed the subject: "Ouch, host, your son was beaten?" β
Jiang He opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes shining, "What's the matter?" Is it badly hurt? β
"Your son took the candy to show off to the other children, his candy was robbed by those children, he is a person who does not suffer, so he naturally wants to fight back......" The parrot said this, it was really difficult to say, "He didn't suffer any injuries on his body, but he was very hurt inside." β
Jiang He's face was flat, "Is it the Hu people kid who laughs at him?" β
After all, they are from the Central Plains, and it is normal for grassland children to discriminate and bully.
No matter where it is, there will be discrimination and bullying, unless there is a real national integration, and there is no racial and regional prejudice.
The parrot said: "No, those Hu people and children still admire him." "After all, a dozen or a few still won the battle, the Hu people worship the strong, and they will not be underestimated because of the Central Plains." In the middle of the fight, his pants were pulled down, and then he was looked at...... Well, among the people who looked at him was his Hu sister. β
The little fart child covered the front, crying so loudly, crying all the way home, looking for Huren's father and mother for comfort.
Hearing this, Jiang He lay back comfortably and yawned, "It seems that my son's belated childhood is very happy." β
is more lively than when the original owner was alive with his own mother.
The original owner's wife is not in good health, sick, the original owner has been ignored and cold and violent by his father for many years, and he rarely has a heartbeat, and the son born to the couple is naturally a little gloomy.
"A child's heart is the brightest and knows who is really good to him."
Jiang He sighed, that's why he wanted to save the country, his son felt that he was a Hu person, and the happiest memory in his life was in the grassland, so the original owner couldn't blame him for standing on the grassland.
Whatever you sow, you will reap.
The comptoir took the entire inn so that everyone could get enough rest.
After Jiang He rested a little, he went to the kitchen to make a lot of snacks, especially caramel snacks.
After Wang Daxing tasted it, he regretted it, and he knew that he should have bought all the recipes.
The remorse in his heart.
Compared with his remorse, Director Zhang smiled more like Maitreya Buddha, feeling that he really had luck, and he wanted to use this to climb Master Xuanji, but he didn't expect this recipe to buy this
() What is it worth! It's worth it!
The parrot was also eating snacks, eating and eating, and suddenly said: "Host, that long worm has entered the palace, and it is quite good, and it has also helped the emperor destroy several litters of human traffickers." β
It's a little hard to say, how did that snake eat so fat?
&nbs
p; The snake is long, but why does it think that sooner or later, this long worm will become a square worm?
After hearing this, Jiang He said: "I will write a letter, you will go back to Beijing tomorrow, hand over the letter to the emperor, and by the way, exchange the silver ticket, and let the emperor do good deeds in the name of my son." β
The parrot naturally agreed, patting the sycophants, "Host, you are really a good father." β
Or the host thinks about it thoroughly, and when his son returns to the capital in the future, even if he has Hudi experience and someone wants to spread rumors, the people who have benefited from him will definitely defend him.
The parrot continued to report other news: "The stone has passed the county test, and it is working hard for the next one." β
This kid is really amazing, he only studied for two years, and he was able to pass the county exam, and it seems that he is also a genius.
Jiang He yawned, "Isn't the ranking?" Next year's end will be about the same. β
Although he was not there, he still knew about the study of the stone, and knew that the stone had ended too early.
"Well, I almost lost my name." The parrot said sympathetically, it still likes stones, and the stone is particularly good at combing its hair, "It won't work this year, and it will definitely be fine next year." β
Jiang Daodao: "Little boss, can you be a villain if you don't have a high IQ?" But now he's not a blackened mini-boss. Speaking of this, he was a little worried, "The blackening is three times stronger, and the whitewashing is three points weaker, I'm worried that his strength will be greatly reduced, and I can't see that others are framing him." β
For example, his cousin Dashu is not a good match.
The parrot didn't want anything to happen to the stone, and proposed, "Then you can write another letter to remind him." β
The rivers should come down.
Since the lay disciples have all written letters, the two beginner disciples should write letters to inform them.
The parrot couldn't help but stare at the letter on the table that was about to bury it.
"Host, doesn't your conscience hurt?" The dead bird quacked, "They are not carrier pigeons, and carrier pigeons can't fly with so many things hanging on them." β
Thinking of so many letters asking it to believe, it wants to die.
Jiang He rolled his eyes at it, "Come on, the big white snake is not your opponent, this weight is a fart!" β
The animal shells in the mall don't pay attention to science.,How high is the attack power and defense power.,Just listen to its complaints.,Don't take it too seriously.,Take it seriously.γ
He stared at the parrot's body for a while, "Also, you have to lose weight, such a bulky body can't escape Xiaobai's attack." β
Just send the letter this time, let it lose weight by the way, otherwise it will be so fat that it really can't fly, and the parrot that can't fly is still a bird? Wouldn't it be to laugh off the big teeth of the world?
The parrot shook its beautiful fur unconvinced, "I'm not called fat, my feathers are too fluffy, and I look fat." β
Jiang He looked at its two wings speechlessly, the flesh was too much bulging, and it was not on the same level as the body.
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The next day, the peculiar shape of the parrot stunned the people of the trading house.
"It's going back to the capital? Can so many letters fly? Director Zhang asked what everyone wanted to ask
In fact, he has always suspected that the two wings of the parrot are the same as chicken wings, and they are specially used to give people salt-baked chicken wings, not for flying.
These wings are so fat and tender, they must be nourishing when they are roasted and eaten.
Jiang He carried the parrot pretending to be dead, and said very indifferently: "The poor monk believes that it can definitely be, the road is far away, and the poor monk will give you a ride." As he spoke, he threw it with one hand, like throwing a discus, and tossed the parrot like a meteor in the sky.
Parrot: "Dog host, me!" @οΏ₯%&β¦β¦β
Everyone looked at the parrot that disappeared into the sky, and couldn't help but open their mouths wide.
The master's arm strength is really strong...... No, no, that's not the point.
Wang Daxing asked worriedly: "Is it really not going to fall from mid-air?" "Look at the way it can't spread its wings.
Jiang He folded his hands and looked compassionate, "In order to let the eaglet learn to fly, the eagle's mother pushed the child off the cliff, and the poor monk made a hard effort to let it send a letter, believing that it could lose weight a little." β
The wings are fatter than the wings, and they will soon become ornaments if they don't fly any more.
When the people present heard this, no matter what they thought, they all praised the master for being really bitter and thinking of such a unique way to lose weight.
Only Director Zhang trembled his three-layer chin in fright, looked at the master's questioning eyes, and smiled wryly: "I think I'm quite blessed to be fat." β
He doesn't have to lose weight, after all, he doesn't have fat wings that can't fly.
Although it was only a parrot, the people in the trading house felt a little lonely inexplicably, and even on the road, they couldn't help but think about it.
In the past, the parrot didn't feel it, but now without a noisy parrot, even this road seems lonely.
"The parrot has been gone for seven days, and I don't know where it has gone?"
"Those two little wings, if you want to fly back to the capital, it will take at least two or three months."
"Maybe half a year."
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As they passed a caravanserais, they saw wagons full of wool approaching.
Wang Daxing and the others hurriedly retreated to the side to make way for the other party, sighing and envious: "This caravan must have set off for Hudi before the snow melts, this is the first stubble, will the wool be collected." β
They also want to collect more wool, and some people in the capital collect a lot of wool, which is not as good as the fur business, but it is better than the quantity.
Director Zhang greeted him warmly and inquired about the situation in the grassland with the other party.
"There's a lot of wool on the prairie!" The man from the caravan on the other side replied, "You must have sold quickly this time, those Hu people sold wool, and now they happen to have money in their hands." β
There are also humanitarians: "Those Hu people say that wool is so valuable, and their wool will have to be kept for themselves in the future!" I'll have to go back and make a little more money before winter comes. β
Director Zhang stared at carts of wool and couldn't help but ask the master: "What is the use of this wool?" β
Compared with the fur of beasts, wool can be called cheap, in the past, it was basically not on the list of transactions, and the Hu people could not sell it, but I didn't expect that the Central Plains suddenly wanted so much wool this year, compared to the cheap sales in previous years, it can be called a high price.
Hu Ren is not stupid, he naturally understands the truth of strange goods, and he will definitely wait for an opportunity to raise prices.
The master looked at him with a smile, looking like an outsider, "The poor monk only knows scriptures, not business. β
The corners of Director Zhang's mouth twitched, the fart doesn't understand business, the master has made more money than the caravan along the way, and the Mi family alone doesn't know how many silver tickets he has given.
After resting at the inn, the caravan continued on its way.
Wang Daxing never felt that there was no time when he went to Guanwai as smoothly as this time.
Yes, it went so well.
The Master Xuanji who walked with them was a miracle, he could pinch and calculate, and avoid countless pits for them. In the past, when they came, they didn't lose a little manpower, either they were sick or they encountered robbers, but this time it went smoothly and they didn't encounter anything.
Wang Daxing smiled from ear to ear, how much money did he have to save? There is no need to pay a pension, and even the reward for the bodyguard is saved.
"I'm afraid I can't save it." The master who twisted the Buddha beads opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Let people get ready, the bandits are coming." β
Director Zhang was shocked, his fat was trembling, and his teeth chattered: "What, what?" It stands to reason that there are no bandits on this road......"
Jiang He patted the hand of the director who grabbed his clothes, the quality of this ancient clothes is not good, it is too easy to wrinkle, is it easy for him to maintain the image of a holy monk?
Is there any holy monk wearing a crumpled garment?
He said meaningfully: "Several donors know how to expand their business, and thieves are not allowed to open chains." β
What do you mean? Director Zhang tilted his head to indicate that he didn't understand.
The bandits did come, and there were quite a few.
After Wang Daxing cut down a bandit, he cursed in his heart, this road is a commercial road, the living environment of the Hu people is poor, whether it is tea and salt, the rise of the border market, whether it is for Daqing - just lack of border garrisons, or for the Hu people are happy to see it.
It is that without the urging of the merchants, they will destroy the bandits who are not long-eyed.
If the caravan is robbed by the bandits, it will be a waste of money.
For the garrison in Daqing, without merchants, where did they get the business tax? The soldiers are all waiting to be fed! Moreover, the people in the northwest are strong, and the soldiers and ruffians will also take the initiative to suppress bandits for the sake of merit.
For the Hu people, without merchants, where would they get tea and salt? Not to mention the delicate porcelain, and beautiful silk.
Director Zhang's anger is not in one place, where did Tie Hanhan come from to come here to be a bandit?
And what did the soldiers on the border eat, such a large wave of bandits couldn't see it, and they couldn't be blind?!
He shouted in a loud voice: "Kill a thief and reward ten taels of silver, more kills!" β
"Steward Zhang, something is wrong with these bandits!" Wang Daxing squeezed over and said, "You see that their skills are too strong." β
"It's wrong, it smells like sheep, and you know it's Hu Ren when you smell it!" Director Zhang wrinkled his eyebrows, "What's the matter?" It's not right to think about the bandits here. β
"I'll meet these bandits again, you hide." Wang Daxing whispered to Director Zhang, who was chubby and couldn't fight at first glance.
Director Zhang neatly hid behind the goods, although he was fat, he was a flexible fat man, he couldn't do it desperately with people, and he thought it was still very good to run for his life.
Director Zhang observed the battle situation while fleeing, and soon became happy.
Ouch, it's worthy of the guard he hired at a high price, it's so capable.
Until a man's head rushed towards his face, his bloody neck spurting blood, and his eyes were as wide as brass bells......
Director Zhang couldn't help but retch, his guards seemed to be overdone.
For these Hu thieves, no matter how much they kill, there is no psychological burden, but I heard that the Hu people can fight on horseback, and being a thief may be better than Daqing's.
Director Zhang was really scared, but fortunately he had a master with him...... Oops, what about the master?
Director Zhang was shocked and hurriedly turned his head to find the master.
Ahh!!!!!!h