On the canopy of the sky in Xiongzhou, Manjushri Bodhisattva sits on the lotus platform, trimming his eyebrows and lowering his eyebrows.

The green lotus in the hand of the Bodhisattva Treasure suddenly withered, and spontaneously combusted without fire, and the Vajra Sword was rusty.

The Bodhisattva's body, which was originally as purple and gold, was also plated with a layer of dead black, which seemed to symbolize the eternal suffering of evil pleasure.

Manjushri Bodhisattva Baoxiang was still compassionate, and sighed: "After all, I am still defeated, and I hope that our Buddha-figure will come and accept me." ”

After sighing, the Bodhisattva's treasure suddenly dissolved, as if thousands of black lotus petals were sprinkled to the world, and in the lotus rain, there was still the sound of the Buddha's voice:

"I have affection with the boundless beings, and I am originally a Enlightened Venerable. Knowing one's own nature as it is is one gives rise to a special bodhichitta mind. ”

Xu Xuanling, who had been waiting for the battle, looked at the fading Manjushri Bodhisattva treasure, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and muttered, "Could it be that Shijun has won?"

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Above the sea of clouds in the northern sky, there are spirit beasts running through the clouds.

It was a fierce tiger with colorful brocade hair, as large as a small hill, with a hidden evil aura around it, and it looked majestic and inviolable.

However, on the head of the tiger, there was a round and clumsy dumpling cat, which immediately broke away the evil spirit.

On the side of this flying tiger, there is a plain-clothed woman wearing a green lotus crown, holding a bamboo cane decorated with a jade ring, stepping on a white lotus, and the clouds fly around.

This kind of scene has a bit of fairy feeling, but there is a bit of solemnity on the female crown.

Above the clouds, there stood a tin can.

It's a bit too much to say that tin cans, because the retro armor that is exaggerated to the extreme does not have the simple and unpretentious beauty of tinplate cans at all-

King Dapeng Ming holds two half-human, half-snake Naga girls in his mouth, and the wings of King Peng spread out to form the phoenix wings on both sides of the hood; a pair of Xuantie cast of Xuanxian are coiled on the shoulder armor, and the breastplate is designed to be a gluttonous with a huge mouth open, and the iron boots are simply two King Kong carrying Mount Meru......

This is not a tin can, this is a carved tin can.

The man in the tin can has an ordinary face that lacks a sense of presence, which forms a strong contrast with the exaggerated relief-style vintage armor, making people only remember his armor and forget what his face really looks like.

The iron-skinned man nodded reservedly to the visitors: "Agent of the LHG Space-Time Investigation Department, my name is Lin Heigun. Wang Hu, Sima Ling, and Gan Wantang, right? Thank you for your cooperation with the families and relevant personnel. Next, in terms of the plane fusion type mutation encountered in the space-time we are in now, I would like to convey to you the preliminary solution drawn up by the Immortal Dao Division of the Space-Time Investigation Department......

Lin Heigun's words were interrupted by the brocade-haired tiger with the dumpling cat on his head raising his front paws:

"That...... Although they are all felines, I and the kitten on my head are not a family, and I don't want to be a family with that bad-hearted Taoist priest, so it's easy to misunderstand. ”

Taking out a document from the arm armor carved with the beast's claws, Lin Heigun cleared his throat and read: "Regarding the post-disaster treatment plan of the Immortal Dao type space-time point numbered 7ac4f99e4697c1, the basic principle is still to give priority to ensuring the interests of the pioneers at the time-space point, and effectively mobilize the active participation of the vast number of pioneers to form an integrated ...... for disaster relief and reconstruction."

When these words were read out, Gan Wantang and the flying tiger didn't say anything, but the Tuanzi cat, who had been lying on the tiger's head, suddenly spoke up: "Does this plan mean that my uncle wants to give up the rights of the discoverer and use this time and space as a public development zone facing the gate of the entire astral boundary?"

was interrupted to read the manuscript, but Lin Heigun was still not angry, and replied in a businesslike tone: "Yes, because Mr. Wei Ye, the first discoverer of this time and space point, is currently in a state of disconnection, and the mutation of this time and space point is already at a critical point, so in line with a humanitarian attitude, after detailed analysis and judgment, our company believes that the private sect strength left by Mr. Wei Ye at this time and space point is no longer enough to bear the full integration of time and space. The functions of resource development and humanitarian assistance should be supported and assisted by external forces. If Mr. Wei Ye's family members have no objections, I suggest that you go through our company's bidding meeting for the post-disaster rescue and reconstruction of this time and space point, and select a capable Astral Adventurer Mutual Aid Organization to carry out the next work. ”

But this proposal only received a soft snort from Sima Ling: "Our uncle has not lost contact! His Xia Yuan Taiyi True Form Diagram is still working in an orderly manner according to Uncle's preset conditions, and there is still a hidden valve left by Uncle in the sky above the North Sky that continues to adjust the connection of different time and space points! This point, Sister Gan has specially confirmed!"

Gan Wantang nodded: "As a Taiping Dao Great Sacrificial Wine, I am also a high-level practitioner who has passed your company's immortal art rating, and I should be qualified to give professional testimony." Just as the bell said, the Five Cities Heavenly Prison that Wei Zhenjun had transformed into with his true form Dharma Body was still shouldering the responsibility of mending the heavens and purifying sins in the sky above the Northern Heavens. It's just that the Five Cities Heavenly Hell is implicated in the great cause and effect, and it also connects several void worlds, so that the heavenly machines are confused, and they do not fall into the world, and they cannot be directly observed. However, through the reactions of the Five Cities Heavenly Hell and the Xia Yuan Taiyi True Form Diagram, I can be sure that Wei Zhenjun has not suffered any irreversible damage, but the body is just unable to contact us for the time being. ”

When these words came out, Lin Heigun's face softened slightly, and he nodded: "If Mr. Wei Ye is transforming into the world master of this special time and space point, this is also something that our company likes to see." According to past cases, there are indeed some world masters who will have a period of silence on the road to promotion. According to our practice, we must maintain a certain amount of respect for each world master, so that we can indeed postpone the bidding for the post-disaster reconstruction at that point in time and space for a certain period of time. ”

Sima Ling pressed the word Wang on Wang Hu's head with a pair of front paws, and asked, "So how long can it be delayed?"

"This, depending on the severity of the complications after the disaster. If you can guarantee that there will be no serious humanitarian catastrophe in the next post-disaster space-time fusion period, then I believe that this gap period can be extended until Mr. Wei Ye's return. ”

Speaking of this, the ordinary-looking man's eyes suddenly sharpened, staring at the three astral adventurers present and examining them back and forth: "Can the three of you ensure that this space-time point where the plane is merging does not have such a problem?"

What answered him was Sima Ling's outstretched cat's claws, and the cute meat pad was almost pressed on Lin Heigun's face: "As my uncle's agent, I agree to this condition." ”

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In the early spring of the fourth year of Xuanhe of the Great Song Dynasty, the commander of the Liao Dynasty and the Hebei Zhulu Xuanfu system envoy Tong Guan played for the victory of the Liao, Kefu Yanyun and the Zhulu Shuai, and begged for the holy judgment.

The victory of the Liao is genuine, Yanjing City has completely turned into a white land, and the last army and horse of the remnants of Liao fled west in panic under the leadership of Yelu Dashi, and it is difficult to say anything else, if the ruling foundation of the Liao State in the hometown of Yanyun of the Han family completely collapses.

Although the army did not enter Yanjing City from beginning to end, and even Tong Guan's pro-army did not even wade through the Baigou River, who called this dead eunuch to bear the name of a commander-in-chief?

In any case, this first prize has to be pulled out by Tong Guan.

Of course, Tong Guan and Cai You not only won the recital, but also had a bullet stamp:

"When the ministers hear that the left way is chaotic, the traitors cannot escape, and the holy thoughts are high, so the people of Fang Gong cannot be bullied. Eavesdropping on the Qingxu doctor, the Baoguang Palace's attendant Xu Xuanling, who has been favored for a long time, has no fame, the escape from this Yan land, and has a lot of deceitful evil intentions, because he knows that His Majesty has deeply cultivated the Tao, it is falsely claiming to have the art of impeaching the demon and increasing longevity, and the traces of love for the monarch are outside, and the disadvantages of the country are chaotic inside. The ministers visited him, and he was guilty of twenty crimes, and hoped that His Majesty would send a special decree, remove the name of the teacher, and escort him to Yousi, so as to plug the source of the delusion......"

Not only the bullet chapter, Tong Guan, who is the envoy of the Xuanfu system, together with Cai You, the deputy envoy, directly threw away the mess in Xiongzhou and returned to Bianliang directly. After all, this dead eunuch still has some face in front of Zhao Ji, so he has to act in front of the official family as soon as possible......

Of course, the bullet seal is not only Tong Guan and Cai You who are qualified to send it to Zhao Ji's desk, Xu Xuanling co-signed the old and small species, and asked for merit for the victory of the Liao, the Zhulu Shuaisi, and the Xia Yuan Taiyi Jun Xiansheng Protector Fu Rui Shi Fu begging Holy Referee, naturally there is also a bullet seal to send:

"The ministers and others ambushed Hebei Zhulu Xuanfu made Tong Guan in Xiongzhou, according to the city to defend themselves, without the heart of the army to attack the prisoner, so that the army and the people were alarmed, abandoned the grain and grass with the army, and because of the lack of care, the Liao monk Pufeng, the left road attacked the camp. If it weren't for the lower Yuan descending to the saint and the Tao being merciful, then Yanyun would not be able to return, and Jin Ou would not be able to get all of it! The ministers and other Fu Si ancestors were difficult, creating the base map, Your Majesty was worried and diligent, and the heirs kept the ancestors, and they were ashamed of the old snow, and re-established the heavenly soldiers, but the errant ministers followed the path of relaxation, so that the military prestige was sluggish, and the military discipline was wasted. Your Majesty rules the world with the handle of rewards and punishments, and if rewards and punishments are frequently lost, how can we protect the cause of peace......?

Such a face-rending pen and ink lawsuit has to be put on hold in the past, even if it is a heavy general of the Western Army like Lao Chong, he may not dare to fight with Tong Guan, Cai You, and Wang Huang standing behind them. But with one more Xu Xuanling, the Western Army has a little more confidence - who makes the official family good?

For the sake of the alliance between the two families, Yao Pingzhong and his cadres who were detained by Daohai Zongyuan were also returned, and Yao Pingzhong's name was also written into the list of meritorious contributions, which was regarded as an olive branch handed over by Daohai Zongyuan. Naturally, these things were carried out in the name of "Xu Xuanling and the old people who stayed in Yanyun before".

After all, the old breed is old and can't bear to travel long distances, but the small breed's body is still strong, and Xu Xuanling, the hottest Taoist official today, can also speak in front of Zhao Ji when he enters Bianliang. So a long-distance race between the border commanders of the Great Song Dynasty began directly.

The party struggle of the Great Song Dynasty can be regarded as a famous specialty, but the party dispute always needs Zhao Guanjia to be the final referee.

But according to Zhao Ji's easy temperament, these things may not be able to come up with an explanation for more than half a year. In the end, it is probably not clear that everyone is confused, everyone is around the official family, just like the stars ring Gong Beichen, and together they will build the harmony of Fengheng and Yuda.

If someone can't see the overall situation clearly, and dares to talk about the situation and ridicule the center, then it is absolutely not negotiable to stuff you with a rag and cut off your career.

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There is still a storm and clouds in Bianliang City, but the people of the southeast roads of the Great Song Dynasty have to face another kind of disturbance......

The dry season comes for no reason, and the spring rains are nowhere to be seen.

Huainan, the southeast road is better, the two Zhejiang all the way is a real drought, Shangyuan has not passed is already dry and dry, no clouds are seen, the ground is warmer like a steamer. In such weather, even if you sow seeds, you can only harvest a handful of withered seedlings in the blink of an eye!

Taizhou is a land of mountains and waters, but this spring's drought, in addition to the main vein of Tiantai Mountain, most of them have made Leper Head Mountain, from the top of the mountain to the end of the mountain, all you can see are dead trees, and even the grass nests are sparsely grown, which is not much more decent than the beggar with a leprosy head. When the spring wind rises, go into the mountains and walk half a mile to the wind, and when you go back, you can sift out two catties of fine sand from your hair and clothes.

In order to ask for rain, many states and counties on the two Zhejiang roads are also racking their brains, and the local officials are all hanging up to ask for rain, whether it is a Taoist or a monk or a nun with great virtue, even if it is a master and witch who brags the horn and dances the gods, as long as he can ask for the next ganlin, he can also get the recommendation of the yamen and give him the opportunity to wear purple clothes!

In the city of Taizhou, groups of Taoist priests, monks, sorcerers, and goddesses come and go every day.

At first, the Taizhou Yamen issued a notice that in order to pray for rain, it was strictly forbidden for butchers to slaughter livestock, and hotels were not allowed to sell wine and meat. The Taoist monks and nuns in the palaces and temples everywhere, each according to the teachings and recitations, and there is a class of teachings, according to the old example of Dong Zhongshu's "Spring and Autumn Dew", a five-dragon altar was formed, on which the five-sided five-colored dragon god was pinched with yellow mud, and the dragon horns were made with wicker, and the dragon scales were made of shells, which looked like five living dragons.

It's just that whether it's the recitation of the ritual, or the five dragons begging for rain, after half a month, I still don't see a drop of rain falling. One butcher shop and rice shop have lost a lot.

Another village scholar named Gu Shoujing volunteered, saying that "if it doesn't rain in a drought, it must be the dragon god's illness, and if the dragon god is cured, the rain will naturally fall." ”

So the medicinal herb shops all over the city were unlucky, and what ephedra, nepeta, parsnip, perilla, cinnamon branches, angelica, and fragrant herbs were requisitioned by the government in pounds, and all of them were boiled into a thick medicinal soup. This old scholar Gu picked up the big scoop and poured the medicinal soup into the mud dragon on the Five Dragons Altar one by one.

It was so full of pharmacies that the city was full of bitterness, and I don't know how many mud dragons were filled into a puddle of yellow mud, and it still didn't rain.

Another person took out a "Lizard Seeking Rain Song" from Tang poems, and took the little girl to catch the skink all over the mountains and fields, and threw it into the water urn when he caught it, and asked the boys and girls to put on colorful clothes, and beat the water urn with wicker, and sang while playing: "Lizard lizard, Xingyun spit fog." If the rain is pouring, let you go. ”

I don't know how many water urns have been broken and how many skinks have been drowned, but it is still in vain, but the killing is not small.

Later, there was an old woman with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, who claimed to study the law in Meishan, and got the secret biography of the Moon Star King, and she was good at calling the wind and rain. The spell is also surprisingly evil, to find a black and ugly young pregnant woman, and then find a boy to be a possessed immortal official, wearing a magic robe and holding a magic sword, stepping on the pregnant woman's pubic door, and sticking out their tongues to each other, as if the hanged ghost is possessed. It is said that with such an effect, it can lure the Moon Star Monarch to possess him.

According to this woman, that Yue Xingjun was a yellow flower virgin, but her temper could not be more violent, and she couldn't stand such an insult, so she must scold the dragon god Xingyun Buyu to make her clothes, so that she could return to heaven.

However, whose daughter-in-law who is pregnant with a child is not carefully cared for, where is she willing to let people do this? The yamen had no choice but to take out a lot of minister's money as a cover for shame, so that it could be said that a poor family was chosen, and only then could it be regarded as arranging the moon and star altar of this Laoshizi.

On this day, the altar has been prepared, the state officials and officials sat down in the pergola on the side, the woman wore flowers and powder, took a bullhorn trombone, which was full of carved talismans, whined and blew three times, and sang in his mouth: "Three dragon horns sound bend, and the immortal master transmits the book to Meishan." I worship here for a hundred times, and the ancestor responds to a thousand times, but I want to let the Moon Star Monarch come down to earth. ”

When the mother-in-law sang here, a descendant dragged the big-bellied pregnant woman to the stage barefoot and with a sword, stripped off her clothes three times and divided them by two, and lay naked on the altar.

In this scene, not only did the woman rush back with shame and wanted to die right now, but the people in the audience who were happy couldn't see it. Then a man in a straight shirt lined up the crowd and sang a fat song to the governor of Taizhou under the pergola: "Xianggong is the parent of Benzhou, and we and other people are naturally the children of Xianggong, shouldn't parents leave a little dignity for their children? This woman has never cheated on her husband, nor is she unruly observant, how can she be naked and exposed to such a scorching sun?"

When Zhizhou was busy begging for rain, he didn't know how much anger he had saved in his heart, and then he met this man who didn't know what to do, and immediately said angrily: "Who are you, this prayer for rain is related to the lives of the people of a state, how can you talk nonsense here!"

After saying that, he ordered the officials to step forward to take this blind thief, and the man was cut off by the two officials, and still shouted: "If the Xianggong really pities the men, women, and children in the state, but don't just pray for rain like this, ask the Xianggong to exempt the Huashigang and the Liaoliao salary owed by the people of this state!"

When this sentence was shouted, Zhizhou was even more angry, and shouted: "What a thief, you don't know how to raise it like this, and you can also say that the imperial court tax is what you said? Quickly pull it down, and the rod will be punished forty - no, eighty, and be an example!"

The man was dragged down by the officials, and he kept shouting: "This great drought is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster! It is really the ministers who are not sympathetic to the small people, so that the heavens are angry! In such a dim world, only when the Mani Light Buddha comes down can he see a savior!"

Listening to the more the man shouted, the more he couldn't speak, and the state judge on the side surnamed Qin Boqin, who was old, couldn't help but persuade him: "Seeing that there is no rain in the third spring, this year will become a famine year, and it is the most popular time for people's hearts to fluctuate." If the people's will fluctuates too much, it is difficult to ensure that no one takes the opportunity to make trouble. What's more, this month's method of asking for rain is really against the sage's etiquette, in my opinion, I still let this woman leave by herself and let the man go, so as not to cause trouble. ”

However, he persuaded here, Na Zhizhou's temperament was the most stubborn, and he just sneered after hearing it: "Brother Qin don't worry, since this guy dares to bewitch the public, he plugged his mouth, used heavy shackles, put him in the station cage, and showed the public on the street for a few days, naturally no one dared to rap anymore." ”

Qin Boqin listened, and after a long pause, he said: "In this way, what is the heart of the people?"

Na Zhizhou sneered, waved his hand, and said: "Brother Qin is pedantic again, the general trend is in me, how can I talk about the people's hearts!"

was choked by Zhizhou, and Qin Tongju had nothing to say.

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When the sun climbed halfway up the mountain, the fog of Tiantai Mountain could not stand the sun and steamed, and dispersed little by little. The tofu firewood pulls the dew-dried leaves, and there are a few white flowers that bloom sporadically, and they also look like they are going to die. This kind of wild vegetable is born with a strange taste, pigs do not eat, cows do not gnaw, but it is a gift of people in the famine year, picking the leaves and mashing them into mud can make a kind of emerald green tofu to satisfy hunger.

However, this kind of chai leaf tofu is too laborious to make, not to mention the fleeing woman's family, where can I take care of picking this?

In the end, the woman's family can't compare to the rough-handed crop man, Shui Ye Niang only turned over a few mountain passes, and she felt that her legs and stomach were tendoned, and her close-fitting jacket was also soaked with sweat, and the front was close to her chest and back to her back, which was sticky and uncomfortable.

She wiped the oil and sweat on her face with her hands, hastily wiped a few locks of wet hair on her forehead behind her ears, and then stood on tiptoe and looked hard at the end of the road, and finally persuaded herself to believe that the thieves who killed the gods would not come to this Tiantai Mountain, and then sat carefully on the bluestone on the side of the road.

The tip of the buttocks touched the stone, and the tense muscles and muscles of Ye Niang's whole body suddenly relaxed, and the three hundred and sixty bones in the body creaked, sore and painful. I punched my thigh a few times, and the sore and numb strength made people want to lie on the ground and not get up.

"Lazy, get beaten!"

She clenched her fists and knocked on her head, muttered, and touched the two pieces of rice flour cakes that were covered with sweat and sour smell in the bijia. This thing is not touched by people in the city, but cheap, hungry, she is from a bitter background, when she was a child, in order to earn her life, the bean cakes in the fertile fields in the field were also secretly picked and eaten, this red rice cake like pig liver has been as expensive as dragon liver and phoenix marrow.

Sniffing the smell of sweat-stained food on her fingers, she swallowed her saliva and moistened her dry throat a little—she took this bit of food, ate it all, and there were still hundreds of miles of mountain roads ahead, but there was nothing to cheer up again.

The little girl on her back was still asleep, the "candle bag" of Bao Xiaonan was a good white folded cloth, and the back towel was wrapped around a small purse begged from the temple of Zhusheng Niangniang, Ye Niang carefully hugged the little girl into her arms, rubbed her face against her tender face, made the cub giggle, and stretched out a pair of white tender arms to touch her face.

Xiao Yan was born so well! The face is delicate, the dough is also similar, a smile, and two small dimples are exposed, just like the good money boy next to Guanyin Niangniang, who is born to love. When you are older, when you learn to speak, what a blessing it is to listen to Xiao Yan call "A-Niang"!

"It's a pity that the slave is unblessed. Ye Niang sighed.

Thinking that at the beginning, her cub had a pox and was taken away by the pox girl, and the ruthless man was confused for a while, and beat her with a burning stick so that she couldn't get off the kang for three days. At that time, I was also stunned, holding the baby and refusing to let go - the child was the mother's heart, and I hated to let the king of Hades replace her baby by himself.

kissed the face of Xiao Yan in her arms, she inhaled, drove these non-trivial thoughts out of her mind, untied the placket, took out the gourd full of sweat, held the girl to her chest, and said softly:

"Don't cry, don't cry, Mom will take you to see your uncle. ”

Seeing that Xiao Yan slowly put her mouth on the ** little by little, Shui Ye Niang hummed a small tune gently, bowing her head and doing her duty as a nurse.

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Over the years, the days have become more and more difficult, and God seems to have become more and more evil. There is not a drop of rain after the beginning of spring, and when the frost falls, it is as cold as three or nine days, and the family can't beat a few buckets of grain in a year. After paying the tax, you can only tighten your belt to earn your life. But God still doesn't stop people, the plague god is doing plague everywhere, and the official family has added a lot of taxes, and the previous Huashigang has made many solid people bankrupt, and now it has added another one, saying that it is "cutting Liao salary" - but it doesn't mean that the emperor of Liao recognized the Zhao official family as an uncle, why is there still a reason for uncles and nephews to kill each other in the world?

When there is no food in the ground, the hearts of men are moved into the evil way. Before she went into the city to do work, she heard that there was a descendant in the neighboring village who committed the evil nature, shouting what "have the ability to vote for Liangshan, and have the courage to worship the king of Ming", but was led by the uncle of the clan to tie up the land guard overnight and sent to the government, carried the flail to stand in the cage, and kicked the bricks by himself in a few days, his mother cried a few times, and also took a hemp rope to hang the beam.

"Red Horse Red Sheep Yijiazi, calamity!calamity!" Lao Zhaigong, who was waiting for the incense of the White Crane Emperor, squatted at the door of the temple and patted the threshold and panted.

She didn't know what a catastrophe was, she only knew that she had only been a nurse for half a month in the old man's house, how did Taizhou City become a sea of blood?

Everywhere there were thieves dressed in white clothes and with white cloth wrapped around their heads, shouting what "King Ming came to the world" in their mouths, and when they saw the people in the yamen, they cut indiscriminately, and Qin Tongju and Zhizhou Xianggong were dragged to the rain altar like this, and boiled into a pot of broth in the pot, which was eaten by these people.

The remaining baby of the Qin family was carried out by her taking advantage of the darkness to climb over the wall: adults don't care about net worth, don't you do evil to leave such a milk doll?

Carrying this miserable doll on her back, she drilled into the ravine like a frightened chicken woman, the mountains were dark, the mountains were cold, and she couldn't see half a spark in the mountains, but because of the darkness and cold, she felt safe - Taizhou City was very bright and hot, and the shops on the streets were burning with fires, and the sound of peeling and peeling the ground.

She doesn't know how to read people's words that "the people are like hair, bandits are like combs, soldiers are like grates, and officials are like shavings", but she naturally understands that officials, soldiers, and bandits are all extremely terrible things.

He gently patted the baby cub in his arms again, hummed a few words of "wear a pheasant tail, a good son", and it was easy to wait for the baby cub to close her eyes and stop making trouble, she was about to fix the placket and then hurry, but a young man's sweaty anger rushed into her nose so chokingly.

The main owner of the smell of the smell is a dark-skinned man with a knife, not too tall, with a round face and thick arms, no bun on his head, only a white cloth wrapped his head, and a half-old straight shirt that does not fit indiscriminately on his body, looking unscrupulous, only two eyes can't help but look at her, the thief's pupils are frighteningly bright, but it reminds her of the Ga doll who has not been stained with milk for three days.

It's going to be bad.

These three words jumped out of her throat and eyes, but she bit them one by one before she opened her teeth, choked her neck and swallowed them back:

"Hero, I'm ......"

This is a beginning, but I don't know how to say it, the rebels and thieves are not more moral than the green forest, and the heroes call Lai Han to call the Bodhisattva to rescue, and they are all ordinary ends, she actually wants to turn her head and run away, but the doll in her arms ......

She looked down at the baby cub who was sleeping soundly, gritted her teeth, carefully wrapped the candle tightly, put it on the side of a bush of tofu firewood, rubbed the bluestone where she was resting, and sat on the ground, looked up at the man with the knife, and said softly:

"Yetai, the slave body is for you, but ...... You can take it lightly. ”

Her front placket was not buttoned properly, and this activity broke away a little, and the pair of big gourds under her small clothes that were sticking to oil and sweat were rising and falling like scared rabbits. The man looked at her chest, his Adam's apple trembled, and he said "I answer you" indistinctly, as if he had an uneaten jujube pit in his mouth.

When the man pressed against her, his long tongue licked her face with the stenching heat, and the thief was full of blood, and his arms and legs were full of tendon flesh, like a light-mouthed bull in spring. She sniffed the thief's body, and involuntarily stretched out her hand, and five fingers dug deep into the bull's shoulder blades, and gasped for breath.

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Shui Ye Niang felt that she was running out of breath.

The bull came at her desperately, as if he were going to press her into the earth, but this one he collapsed on her as if he had exhausted all his strength.

An iron spear pierced into the back of the neck socket of the "bull" at some point, and the tip of the spear came out of the open mouth, and a stream of blood suddenly covered Shui Ye Niang's face, leaving only a patch of crimson in front of her.

There was a faint voice of an old man ringing in his ears: "Da Lang, we have also voted for King Fang Ming now, but we are offending people by acting like this-that's it, it's important to save people, move the corpse away, and explore the road first." ”

I heard a younger descendant answer, kicked the corpse away, Ye Niang was still stunned, only stupidly watched a handsome and heroic man pull out a gun from the dead man, while searching up and down in the corpse's arms for a while, and finally took off a small purse hanging by the dead ghost around his neck, pinched out a piece of yellow paper folded into a triangle from it, unfolded it, and read it out in a low voice:

"One is the supreme king of light, two is the Buddha of wisdom and benevolence, the third is always the Buddha of the first intention, the fourth is the joy of the five Buddhas, the fifth is the Buddha of diligent cultivation and happiness, the six are the Buddhas of true creation, the seven are the Buddhas of faith and pure wind, the eight are the Buddha of forbearance and humiliation, the nine are the Buddhas of Zhiyi, the ten are the Buddhas of the number of Buddhas, the eleven are the Buddhas of the electric light, the twelve are the solemn Buddhas of Huiming, the king of the three worlds, all the secret things of the Yang, the two sects and the three worlds are meaningful, and they can all appear and undoubtedly stagnate. ......”

Shui Ye Niang didn't understand this kind of foggy words, and she didn't know which temple it was to the gods, she only felt that her face was sticky, and it seemed that something had seeped into her mouth, salty and salty.

"Thanks to the gods to rescue ......"

As soon as this thought came to her mind, her heart was relieved, and her eyes suddenly went dark.

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This year is the fourth year of Xuanhe, and the Fengheng and Yu Great Situation of the Great Song Dynasty have reached a good time for flowers and brocade and cooking oil with fire, so that the doctors of the Great Song Dynasty rely on party struggle to kill time when they are idle.

This month, Hebei Zhulu Xuanfu system made Tong Guan led by a group of Liao become handsome, cursive Lu Bu won Tokyo, and the great achievement of Liao was completed in a blink of an eye. The people of the world all congratulated with their hands, thinking that the prosperity of the Great Song Dynasty was just around the corner.

On this day, a group of Manichaeans dressed in white and tied with white cloth on their heads broke the Taizhou administrative office, and the officials of all sizes led by Qi Anmin and Qin Boqin, the governor of Zhouzhou, were all cooked alive and martyred, and the residents of the city were all coerced away by the believers, leaving only a piece of rubble in Taizhou City that exuded the stench of burning corpses.

The nurse of the Qin Tong family took advantage of the chaos to escape into the nearby Tiantai Mountain with the orphan of the Qin family in her arms, but Shui Yeniang never dreamed that she still met the Manichaeans in the deep mountains, and she did not expect to be rescued at this moment.

When she woke up, she opened her eyes and saw only a few lone stars shining in the sky, and she subconsciously reached out and touched the base of her thigh—her pants were still half-open, and the wind blew from under the tattered straight that covered her lower body, and it was cold.

She withdrew her hand, stared blankly at the sky, and sighed lowly.

In a place where she couldn't see, the voices of two men, one old and one young, were talking about something, and they faintly reached her ears.

The old man who was sitting, full of white hair like snow, his eyebrows were like a sword into his temples, and a haircut was like a thousand silver threads floating on his chest, and he didn't seem to know how many years he had, but he felt that this old man had a good bearing and elegant manners, as if he was painting a fairy. However, the old man who painted the fairy like wore a crown forged from fine iron on his head, with a picture of a double dragon holding the sun, and the crown body was covered with a green jade horizontal hairpin, and the crown tassels hung down on both sides of the hosta, revealing a sense of majesty and solemnity, but it seemed that the prince was first-class.

The handsome man on the side of the fire, with a little cinnabar on his forehead, thick eyebrows and big eyes, looks rough and reckless, but his face looks like a full moon, like a rich and noble family, the tendons on his body are firm and full, and the dragon pattern embroidery is faintly revealed.

The old man looked at the young man and sighed, "Da Lang, since you have defected to Fang La's gang, you still have to have some dignity with them." The guy you killed today is nothing out of the ordinary. However, in the purse around his neck, there was clearly a scroll of Manichae Light Twelve Buddha mantras. There are not many people in Manichaeism who are qualified to worship the mantra of the Manichaean Buddhas, and I don't know if they are relatives of an unknown and important person......"

The person who was called "Da Lang" was naturally Shi Jin, a famous nine-patterned dragon on the rivers and lakes, he suppressed the anger in his heart, and reluctantly responded: "Zhu Weng, since Fang La gave me the identity of a picket envoy, and he loves my martial arts, and respects Zhu Weng's spells, we have to make an appearance." Didn't he want to be the Emperor of Light? When I was studying in the past, the Han Gaozu raised troops and made a three-chapter agreement with the father and elder in the Guannei, and the wealth was not taken, and the woman did not commit the crime, this is the truth of a true dragon emperor. If the military discipline is as lax as him, why should I follow him as a reckless man?"

That Zhu Weng was the Yujingzi who was supposed to become a dragon and turn into a dragon, but finally turned into the body of the half-hung dragon king of Juli Jialuo, he shook his head and sighed: "This also makes sense, but the next time I take such a person, I will try it first, and the punishment will be corrected first, and the teacher will be famous, so that people have nothing to say!"

She didn't want to know what they were talking about, she just wanted to know, what about her little master?

The little young master of the Qin family was lying on top of a coarse cloth jacket with a sad face, under which were thick and hard branches and sand and stones, and the white cloth swaddling clothes that had been wrapping him were untied and hung on the edge of the bonfire.

Unfortunately, it has been a day and a night since he accompanied his nurse to escape from Taizhou City to Tiantai Mountain, and no matter how good his self-control is, he can't hold it back.

So he was incontinent.

It's a shame for a man.

Very depressed and sucking his thumb, he habitually wanted to bite his nails, but when the tender gums touched the nail covers, he could only sigh lightly, and finally gave up this meaningless work.

The protruding stones and branches under the body are very uncomfortable, and at night the wind and dew on the mountain are heavy, and the cool breeze pours in along the broken head, and the ground is cold.

Pursing his lips gently, the little young master of the Qin family muttered something depressedly.

If someone attached his ear to the mouth of Young Master Qin, who didn't even have baby teeth, and carefully distinguished, he would find that this milk doll, who was less than a year old, muttered: "Wei Wencheng, you bastard, you actually cut my three-body method into three! If it weren't for Wei's solid and round immortal Dao foundation, which was not polluted by fetal fans, if you mistakenly voted for some alien fetus and ended up like a pig, then you would be in big trouble!"

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The little daughter-in-law didn't know when she had already cleaned up her body, and the blood on her face was also washed away with some spring water. She held Xiao Nan and stared at her for a long time, hesitantly lowered her head, gently rubbed Xiao Nan's face with her cheek, and her nose fluttered, as if the mother beast who came out of the nest to forage for food wanted to imprint the smell of young chicks deeply in her brain, and finally gritted her teeth and knelt down on her knees towards the iron-crowned old man sitting on the bluestone:

"Old immortal, Master Qin's family only has such a little blood and bones, and the cub's life is hard, and the grandmother is not in the world...... The slave is also a country braincase, and it is not good for the cub to suffer with the slave, so he asked the fairy master to be merciful and merciful, and took the little girl to Hangzhou to join his uncle......"

With his hand stroking his long beard under his chin, the old fairy sat still, just listening quietly. Shi Dalang pulled the bonfire in his hand, but his eyes fell on the child in his daughter-in-law's arms, no one noticed it, but there was a hint of pity in the eyes of this man who killed people like slaughtering dogs.

It seems that this widow of the Qin family is indeed a beautiful cub who is quite likable.

Listening patiently to the little daughter-in-law's stumbling finish of the big call, the old fairy stood up with a solemn expression, stretched out his hands and helped Shui Ye Niang forward, and then took the child in her arms and looked at it carefully:

"Don't panic, the little boy is loyal and good, and the way of heaven is clear, and there is no reason to call the filial son of a loyal minister to be the heir. What's more, the old man and Da Lang passed by Tiantai Mountain, and they encountered this public case, which was related to Qin Xiaogongzi. I see that the little boy's eyebrows are clear, and the roots and bones are also of the highest grade, and it is needless to say that he will achieve success in the future......"

Speaking of this, the old man paused, and also felt that this kind of meritorious treasure scroll-like explanation was useless, coughed lightly, and went straight to the topic: "In this way, the little boy will be taken care of by my master and apprentice, and the poor Yujingzi should live up to the girl's trust." ”

With this guarantee, Shui Ye Niang collected her mind a little, took half a step back, and bowed to the old man in front of her who was wearing a Zhu Jin Xuan robe: "The kindness of the old fairy, thank you here...... Dalang's official name is called 'Tieyan', and the governor of Zhizhou gave him a few words called 'Yuxuan', along with the eight characters of the birthday of the Qin family's grandmother, all written together in the embroidered bag on Dalang's chest, and in the future, I will go to school and enter the office, and I can't forget your old kindness......"

Yu Jingzi held the candle bag with one hand, and no longer helped her, only nodded slightly, which was regarded as accepting her gift. It's just that Yu Jingzi looked at the familiar eyes of the boy, but the left hand in the sleeve couldn't help but line up a game of six gods, and the five-finger reciprocating deduction was as difficult as counting the famous people in a formation, but he couldn't get a clear answer.

The seemingly ignorant and innocent eyes of the baby in his arms looked at Shui Ye Niang, who was kneeling on the ground, and then looked at Yu Jingzi, who was holding him thoughtfully, and then his eyes moved away from the faces of the nurse and the old man a little blankly, glanced at the countless stars in the sky, smacked his lips slightly, and then leaned on Yu Jingzi's chest and fell asleep.

No one noticed that the baby's eyes were not as clear and focused as ordinary babies, but there was a hint of indescribable taste.

As he gently closed his eyes, he also covered the ground at the same time, covering the day—

If you don't cover it up, there's no way, can you really let this old dragon see his true body, what if this old man treats himself as a vote and sends it to Manichaeism?!

The Liangzi of his own family and these Manichaeans is also deep enough, although it is said that he has cultivated to the rank of Scattered Immortals, and the battle with Wei Wencheng has faintly touched the ceiling above the Scattered Immortal Extreme Realm, and he has long been not afraid of the rotation of life and death.

But if these Manichaeans take advantage of their current mana to reward us, wouldn't they have to be conceived again and cultivate this Scattered Immortal Realm from scratch?

Even if they didn't do this, they could throw Wei into his Manichaean Pure Land of Light, and then rely on the pure light of the Manichaean Light Buddha to incarnate the gods and spirits forever, this decline and misery are even worse than Bai Suzhen under the Leifeng Tower.

The thoughts in my heart are turning, but the baby's face is a sleeping childishness, only the wind is whistling in the ears, and I don't ask to know that it is the old dragon flying away.

I saw Yu Jingzi holding the baby swaddling clothes in one hand and the jasper staff in the other, soaring upward, and landed outside a deep mountain and ancient cave in a short time.

The ancient cave is deep, all around are different kinds of ancient pines, the branches are like weeping willows, really like blue beads, the entrance of the cave is engraved with the three words of "Jade Pavilion Cave", it is like a cave house where the cultivators of Xuanmen retreat from the hustle and bustle.

There are a few apes in front of the cave, where they somersault, play swings, pick flowers and grass.

The first few old apes, seeing Yu Jingzi coming with a baby swaddling clothes, suddenly roared with joy and led the little apes to bow up.

Yu Jingzi glanced at the old ape at the head, and saw that the whole body was white, except for the horizontal bones in the mouth, and he was not allowed to speak human words, it had become the climate, and the jaw said: "After Zhang Luan's master and apprentice soared to the top of the Chongxiao Daoist, you were ordered to wait to guard his old cave mansion." Now it seems that this Jade Pavilion Cave is not only high in the dust, but also supported by psychic immortal apes such as you, which is a good place for self-cultivation. ”

The old white ape listened to Yu Jingzi's praise, and hurriedly made a few gestures, which seemed to mean "ashamed and dare not be". Yu Jingzi didn't care about this, and showed the swaddling clothes in his arms to the old ape, and instructed: "This son has a great background, and his roots and feet must be extraordinary, even if I can't see it clearly." Now I have the decree of Yuan Taiyijun, in Liangzhejiang business, whereabouts are uncertain, there is really nowhere to raise this son, think about it, only this Yuting Cave is born blessed, and you are waiting for its work, it is considered to be a matter of ending the poor road. I wonder if you, an old ape, are willing to take on this responsibility?"

The old white ape looked at the baby in swaddling clothes, and then at Yujingzi's face, before nodding and reaching out to hold the baby.

Yu Jingzi saw that he had hugged the baby, his lips moved slightly, and in his heart, two sentences came in: "Although I can't see what will happen to this son in the future, but your immortal industry will inevitably fall on this son in the future, why worry about not having the achievements of your ancestor Yuan Gong in the future? Remember to be cautious in everything, this kind of immortal fate must not be missed!"

After a few more words, Yu Jingzi saw the old white ape carrying the baby into the Yuting Cave, and the jade staff in his hand was still floating away in the wind.

The old white ape hugged the swaddling clothes and went straight into the Yuting Cave, only to see that the stone wall in the cave was as smooth as jade, stalagmites, stone pillars, with fluorescent Venus hidden on it, the light was as transparent as day, the stone chamber in the cave was lined up in a row, hidden according to the use of the five elements, and the cloud bed Dan furnace, stone table and stone bench were displayed, all of which were prepared.

The old white ape put the baby on the cloud bed, and after a few gestures of hands and feet, a few little apes carried a stone urn over, and saw that the stone urn was full of dark blue wine syrup, which was clearly a monkey wine made from a hundred fruits. The old ape put the stone urn on the cloud bed, kowtowed again, and went out.

Leaving Wei Ye, he looked at the stone wine urn with a depressed expression.

It is said that monkey wine, a wine pulp made from the collection of strange fruits by psychic fairy apes, is the most suitable for cultivators to replenish vitality, and the old white ape listened to Yu Jingzi's secret instructions, and also knew that this baby must be the body of the Taoist immortal, so he did not dare to delay the practice of this "fairy baby" with fireworks and food.

But this monkey forgot a little, even if this baby is the body of Wei Ye's scattered immortals, after all, he is still a baby with weak limbs and bones, and his mana is not yet sufficient, where can he scoop wine and drink it by himself?

But Wei Ye didn't care about this, lying on the cloud bed, and just muttered silently: "This time, isn't Wei becoming an ape Taishan?

After laughing at himself, Wei Ye glanced at the cave again, and said with palpitations: "Yujingzi, the old dragon, didn't see through my origin, it's really dangerous." ”

At this moment, at the foot of Tiantai Mountain, Yu Jingzi kept wiping his sweat with his sleeves, and said with palpitations: "Thanks to the old man's long lifespan, since he was able to hide from the bald donkey, he pretended to be stupid today, so that Zhenjun didn't see through me and saw through his origin, it's really dangerous." ”

After that, Yu Jingzi glanced at Shi Jin beside him again, and secretly thought in his heart: "Why did Zhenjun suddenly separate such a baby body? It seems that the Dao Foundation is complete, not obsessed with the fetus, and it doesn't look like it is being rebuilt?

After thinking about it, the old dragon comforted himself and said: "What a confidential thing is this for the true monarch to separate the body of a baby? Not to mention that I asked Shi Dalang to come here, which is also the intention of a hidden agent, how can I make any more troubles for the true monarch, and it is better to hide this matter first......

At the end of the month, there will be a 10,000-character chapter, and there will be a 10,000-word chapter later, asking for a monthly ticket!

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