Chapter 220: Stealing Books
Xiao Future's whole body was hiding in Xiang Xing's arms, nervous and didn't dare to make any moves.
Through the gap under the bed, a pair of feet can be seen walking back and forth in the room.
From what I have just heard, we know that this man must be a Brahmin king. Xiang Xing didn't dare to be careless, held his breath, and tried his best to control his heartbeat. The brahmin king's cultivation is similar to his own. If discovered, Xiang Xing would not be able to eliminate her in one move.
The little future in his arms transmitted a voice to Xiang Xing: "There are too many Buddhist magic weapons, which interfere with the future supernatural powers." ”
Xiang Xing nodded, indicating that he understood. With so many Buddha statues and ritual vessels, Xiang Xing also formed a kind of interference.
At this dangerous moment, the Golden Emperor Monument, which had always been very quiet, had a strange movement. In his heart, he kept rushing left and right, trying to get out.
"Damn!" scolded. The consciousness sank into his heart, "Hey, be quiet. I'll talk about anything when I get out. ”
The Golden Emperor Monument didn't listen, but the action was even bigger.
The inner god "One" appeared and slapped a light blow on the stele: "Be honest." Otherwise, you and I will be doomed. ”
The Imperial Monument does not belong to Xiang Xing in the sense of Mozhong. Although he had a method of sacrificial training, he used too little and did not find out the bottom of the stele. Xiang Xing has four treasures on his body. Needless to say, the relationship with Yuyin has long been determined. The thin sword is Murong Qi's sword, which can only be used as a sharp blade, not to mention that there is no sacrificial practice, and even if there is, it can't be sacrificed, because his master is a god and an immortal. There is also a bronze Xiaoding, since the battle with Murong Qi that day, it has not been repaired until now, this thing should be very, very remarkable. Finally, there is the Golden Emperor Monument. In the future, I will have to practice a lot to see what is special about it.
The Imperial Monument fell silent, his consciousness returned, and he continued to observe the situation in the room.
The king of Brahmins stood barefoot in front of the bed, not knowing what she was doing. Those feet were very beautiful, small, and delicate.
The Brahmin family is a very strange and special family. From the first Brahmin kings, his family has been a single lineage. Among them, there are reasons for Buddhism, and there are also reasons for imperial power. Buddhism has strict rules about sex, and successive Brahmin kings have kept the precepts, and after conceiving a child or letting a certain lady conceive a child, they will no longer have sexual intercourse, and concentrate on contemplating the Dharma and governing the country.
There is also imperial power, they believe that the Brahmin king is the only one, and there can only be one Brahmin king family in the Western Regions of Shenzhou, and no brothers and sisters are allowed. When the children of the Brahmin king reach the age of eighteen, the old king will abdicate and enter the Buddhist Zen sect to retreat and practice penance. The advantage of this approach is the supremacy of imperial power. The disadvantage is that the Brahmin king cannot make mistakes, and there are many things to deal with every day, which is very tiring. Fight tiger brothers, go into battle father and son soldiers, without the help of fathers, brothers and sisters, and have to do everything big and small. For example, His Majesty the Holy Emperor of the Jin Kingdom, eight brothers and sisters, plus a son, divided Kyushu. The Holy Father can be much easier. As long as these ten people are huddled together, Middle-earth will be as stable as Mount Tai. There are also disadvantages, if a brother has a different heart, it is quite difficult to deal with.
Xiang Xing is very lucky, the contemporary Brahmin king has just succeeded to the throne for two years, if it is the older generation of Brahmin king, Xiang Xing will not know how he died.
With the interference of Buddha statues and magic weapons, Xiang Xing's divine consciousness could not penetrate his body. Listening to her "squirming" sound, it's like changing clothes. The Brahmin king then sat cross-legged in the middle of the house facing the bed, and began his daily evening service.
I don't know what scriptures to read. But her position and posture are a little unbearable. What should be seen and what shouldn't be seen was seen by Xiang Xing under the bed.
"I'll go, spicy eyes!" Xiang Xing is not a junior brother, and the bad impression left by the first meeting made him feel that the scene in front of him was not beautiful, and it was a little disgusting.
Closing his eyes and not looking, he was now thinking about how to get out. After a long time, it will definitely be discovered, and the broken crystal window will be exposed sooner or later.
Sure enough, someone outside the door hurriedly said, "King, a window in the palace castle is broken." Handprints were found on the windowsill. One of the guards was knocked unconscious. ”
"Got it. Come right away. The king of brahmanas got up, dressed up, and pushed the door out.
Xiang Xing smiled. The lord of the dignified Buddha country actually went to inspect a broken window in person? Shouldn't he let his subordinates investigate and guard himself with heavy troops? No matter what, he just took the opportunity to escape.
Take the little future and jump out of the room. Then wander around the castle carefully. There were many more guards than before, and he saw a group of monks, all mighty and majestic. The big bald head shimmered in the light. The weapons are all heavy, and there are two or three hundred catties of convenient shovels, Qi Mei sticks, Zen sticks, etc. Those things danced, let alone smashed into the body, even if they brought up the energy, they could blow ordinary people to the ground.
The Eight Heavenly Dragons Dharma Protector Monks cultivate the physical body, and the most powerful one is Vajra, which is powerful and flexible. The only drawback is that you have to be able to learn the Dharma. If the law is not enough, the strength is not sustained, the enemy is not injured, and he will die first.
The Western Regions are really used to living a peaceful life, and Xiang Xing is carrying a little future on his back, which is like playing in his own back garden. Stop-and-go, looking around, there is no clear goal. The two of them naturally lost themselves.
The castle is very large, there are countless corridors and stairs, and the style is almost the same, outsiders set foot on it, and they don't know the south, south, west, and northwest, and they can't even be sure if they have walked somewhere.
"Brother, you're so stupid, let's go this way!" Xiao Miku bit his ear, and his little finger pointed to the left of a passage.
"I remember walking over here. It should be over there. ”
"Stupid, go this way...... Drive...... Come on...... Wow......"
Xiao Future grabbed his ears and scurried on his back, treating Xiang Xing as a horse!
A pair of patrol soldiers came from far and near, Xiang Xing didn't dare to be careless, and chose the path pointed out by Xiao Future.
As soon as he dodged in, Xiang Xing suddenly felt that something was wrong, as if he had bumped into something just now, soft and cold.
Looking around, where is the passage, it is obviously a spacious room.
There were no lights and the room was pitch black. Darkness is not a matter at all for Xiang Xing and Xiao Future. The monks of the Innate Realm can see things secretly.
It's a library with a large space full of books, and the top ones are covered with a thick layer of dust. Xiang Xing likes to read, and Murong Qi likes it too, and she will take books to read in her free time. Out of instinct, Xiang Xing put down the little future and picked up a copy to watch.
The Book of Calendars is a very common and indispensable piece of knowledge. Pick up the one next to it. The history books record the big and small events that happened in a period of history in the Western Regions. The third book, the novel travelogue, is what a certain study traveler saw and heard when he walked in the Western Regions. The book was very thick, and Xiang Xing put it into the space ring. You can take a look at it in your spare time and increase your knowledge.
"Oh...... Brother, you steal something, you are not ashamed...... "Xiao Future said with a shaved face on the side.
"I told you, we're here to be thieves this time. How can you be a thief if you don't steal something?"
"Yes, that little future is going to steal something!" the girl looked around, it was full of books, and she was illiterate, so she didn't know which one to take.
"Brother, is it okay to help the future choose a copy to steal?"
"Do it yourself, take it as you like!" Xiang Xing rummaged through the stacks of books. It's messy, and all kinds of categories are mixed together. This made Xiang Xing very angry. It's a waste, and it's an insult to words.
The little future also plunged into it. At first, it was purposeless, but when she found out that there were paintings in some books, she immediately found her goal: "Huh...... This is good. Ha ha...... Little Future decided to steal this book. Brother, brother......"
She took out Xiang Xing from the pile of books, opened the book in her hand, and let Xiang Xing take a look: "This one is okay...... Hee-hee...... Boast about the future......"
Xiang Xing looked at it casually: "Little Future is really ...... No, no, this can't be ......" was just about to say that she was amazing, but after seeing the picture clearly, her head was about to explode.
It turned out that the picture of the Spring Palace was painted above, and in the beautiful garden, a great monk was visiting the Buddha with several beauties. The painting is very exquisite, and even the route of the muscles and veins of the exercise is clear, but the content is really unsightly.
"Why not? It's beautifully drawn, and I'm going to have this one in the future, hum!"
"My brother said no, it just can't. Disobedient, spanking. ”
"Hmph! I can't beat it, my brother can't beat it. The little future turned around and twisted his ass towards him. Xiang Xing was about to arrest her, but the person was gone. The hapless kid returned to the stone with the bastard book.
"Hell...... Little Future, good job. Take it out quickly, or my brother will be angry......"
"No...... Line ......"
"Take something delicious and exchange it with you?"
"Woo...... My brother can't bear not to give the future something to eat?
If you can't do it, you can take it: "Okay, okay, you can take it." It's better to put it at home first. Come out, let's continue to be thieves!"
"Okay!" After speaking, Xiao Miku appeared, and the book was really put up by her.
Xiang Xing had no choice but to find a way to trick her back after going back. It's good not to let her see it now.
"Disobedient!" Xiang Xing patted her little buttocks lightly.
"Ah...... It hurts!"
"Don't stand still or come a few more times. ”
"Okay. My brother helps the future make a stool. It's so tiring to stand. ”
Grab a few random books and fold them up, let the future sit aside, and go through them yourself.
Slowly, Xiang Xing began to feel that this room was like a treasure, and he was so reluctant to take all the books away.