The King Kong Gate of the Western Regions was created more than 900 years later, by a fire foreman who betrayed the Shaolin Temple in the Song Dynasty. This sect is famous for the domineering external skill of the Mighty King Kong Finger and the black jade intermittent ointment, which is a flavored bone renewal elixir. Compared with the secret medicine of the martial arts sect next to it, the bone grafting effect of the black jade intermittent ointment is not even much worse than the elixir refined by the masters of the Dao sect who are proficient in alchemy.

However, at this point in time and space, there are too many adventurers who are engaged in wind and rain, and the future of the Han family is unknown. Whether there are the Three Kingdoms Wei and Jin Dynasties, the Five Hu Chaohua, and even the confrontation between the North and the South according to the original script are all problems, and it is difficult to infer whether there is a bald donkey occupying the mountain as a temple on Songshan Mountain.

If the authority is insufficient, this kind of observation of the change of the worldline has always been a bottomless pit of causal bonds, and no one but the unemployed historians will have such leisure and elegance. So what will happen next, even adventurers are difficult to say.

However, this kind of adventurer-style wine table joke is really not to the appetite of these people at today's banquet. As soon as the joke of the female warrior came out, some of the scribes looked at her with a nose that was not a nose and that her eyes were not eyes.

Guriggs, who was sitting next to the female warrior, did not know how to read the atmosphere like his eldest sister, and gently pulled the hem of the red and black robe that the female warrior was wearing today. I don't know if the necromancer's strength is too small, or if the robe is too loose, the female warrior just raised her hand unconsciously, took the silver bowl and poured herself a large bowl of wine, and sent it down her throat with a grunt.

In this way, these Zoroastrian scripture teachers were even more blind, and a scripture master with a black face gently straightened his jacket and said in Persian nonsense: "I really can't figure it out, at this man's banquet, there are women sitting in a big way. The commandment conveyed by the wise man says, 'Teach the women who disobey you, and you can whip them and make them obey you.'" Men are superior to them, one level above them, which is the only one who has been appointed before them, so that the Lord is all-powerful and wise. If this woman had been a parishioner in the place I was in charge of, she should have had her father and brother give her a whip and drag her by the hair all the way home from the street. ”

Listening to this bearded scripture master, there was a burst of malicious laughter, and a lean-looking scripture master nodded and echoed: "For such an uneducated woman who shows her face everywhere, you should find three or four young men who are not yet married and drag her into the alley." The Great Sage - may the Lord be blessed and safe - He once taught us that if a woman is embraced by a man, she should marry that man. However, a wife with a husband should not touch a second man, how can she be caressed by another man when she is hugged by one man. Whether she wanted it or not, she should be stoned to death. ”

Speaking of this, these scripture teachers seemed to think of something interesting, and they all laughed knowingly.

Although these scribes were roughly aware of the special status of the female warriors on the other side, they were all murderous figures in their own dioceses, and they did not feel that there was anything wrong with such a contemptuous attitude. There were a few frivolous scripture masters, who didn't care that this was still the mansion of a Han official in Zhangye, so they walked towards the old man Ibn to make up.

Old man Ibn put down the pomegranate syrup in his hand and just glanced at them lightly.

Several scripture masters looked at his expression carelessly, and saw that the old man was not angry, so he let go of his embrace, and the Persian dialect, Tocharian dialect, and local Qianghu dialect were doubled from south to north: "Imal, our great Imar, you are a noble man within a radius of thousands of miles, and this matter must be decided by you." Over the years, it has become colder and colder, and as soon as autumn falls, snow falls, and the nomadic tribes are difficult to survive. They are also brothers who have been converted to the only Lord, and they cannot let the brothers who have the scriptures freeze to death and starve to death, and let this good place be reserved for these unbelieving Han barbarians!"

"Among these state and county soldiers, most of them are good young men recruited from various departments, and the scattered scripture teachers in the temples have also followed many of them. Da Imar, now there are at least 100 preachers in the Zhangye soldiers and Wuwei soldiers, and they have all achieved the position of leading the troops. Although the military Sima didn't dare to think about it, the military marquis and the tun chief could still get better. With our own children here, we will raise the banner in the county soldiers, and we will have the lord of Puci and Teben to take care of us, isn't the army here ours?"

"How many caravans have been to Luoyang have been confirmed, the court of the Han people is fighting among themselves! The hatred between those Han officials and eunuchs is deeper than the Heishui River, even if we get into trouble, they will not be able to deal with us mentally if they are not finished fighting, and they are only worthy of watching from the side!

"These magistrates are not in good condition, even if we raise the banner, they will only run towards the Han land. Big Imar, no matter how big the wolf pack is, the head wolf will lead the way, you give us a thorough understanding, when will this big thing be done?"

As if he hadn't heard the rambling of these men, the old man Ibn stretched out his hand and took a little raisin, put it in his mouth and chewed it. The people around him stared at him without saying a word, just waiting for the old man to make a speech.

In such an environment, Ren Chonghao still had a dog-legged smile on his face, and raised his glass to this group of Zoroastrian scripture teachers who were talking about rebellion, and he didn't care whether people paid attention to him or not--But Ren Pengshi's piety always had to be conveyed.

The female warrior, who was completely isolated, did not care about the chatter of these people in front of her, bowed her head and concentrated on enjoying the food and drink. It's just that the teachers talked too much about Hong Kong, and they felt that she couldn't understand nonsense, so they simply didn't care about her. However, the samurai lowered her head and concentrated on dealing with a grilled fish, but she pricked her ears, and waited for the most enthusiastic words of these scripture masters, she patted the meat crumbs on her hands, wiped her hand on Gruggs's cloak by the way, and said contentedly: "Have eaten enough, Xiao Gu, let's go." Don't worry about what these fools are talking about. ”

"Huh, Sister Su...... Let's ......"

"Don't you understand? A few crippled waddles except for their tongues, a bunch of gangsters who bully the soft and fear the hard, are discussing the technical problem of mice eating cats. ”

Not intending to give Gruggs any more time to defend himself, the female warrior dragged the necromancer's cloak in one hand and pulled him outward.

However, in the sentence just now, the contempt could not be concealed, and the faces of several people who had been talking in Hu suddenly became very ugly.

From the beginning to the end, every word they said was heard clearly. And in the eyes of this woman, so many characters who call for wind and rain in the jurisdiction of their respective temples and dare not easily provoke in the local area are actually just some mouth-shaking people!

The older ones were taught by the old man Ibn himself, and the younger ones were all taught by the third and fourth passers. Zoroastrianism also does not have the concept of a disciple and a disciple, and all respect and humility are only based on the position in the church. These people are young, active, and ambitious, and there are a few people who have contacted the local bandits and horse bandits in Liangzhou, and they can't tell whether they are scripture teachers or thieves.

They didn't care what special the status of the female warrior in front of them was, as soon as they stretched out their hands and pulled out their pockets, they were a snow-bright short knife, which struck straight behind the female warrior.

Seeing the actions of these scribes, the old man frowned slightly, but did not speak.

The female warrior didn't look back, so she smiled and said, "Old Iben, you disciples, I will sell you face." Remember the money for the medicine afterwards, I'm going to triple it!"

Before the words fell, a short stick came out of the female warrior's sleeve, and this stick immediately stretched out at the moment of the sleeve, accompanied by the turning sound of the machine spring message, and in a blink of an eye, it was combined into a long ge!

Chang Ge struck out horizontally, and the master who rushed to the front had a bad fate, and when he received this heavy blow to the chest, he immediately flew out upside down.

Before the rest of the people came back to their senses, they felt that the black shadow in front of them flashed, and then the whole body didn't look like they were their own, and they flew out one by one!

With a few muffled sounds, the scribes all slammed into the wall. It is also thanks to the fact that the decoration of Ren's mansion is in the Persian style, and the tapestries on the wall are thick enough, so there is some room for relaxation, so that this good banquet does not make blood on the spot.

Regardless of the few scripture masters who slipped off the wall softly, the old man Ibn quietly looked at the back of the female warrior and said lightly: "Thank you for your mercy." ”

"Old man, I'm not showing you mercy. The female warrior raised her hand generously, which was regarded as a retreat greeting, and said with a sassy smile: "That Taoist Jingguan is very powerful, and his swordsmanship is not too bad, and he is purely on the path of killing." If he were to face you, he wouldn't have to play any tricks, just roast a few live people, and I think he would scare most of them. Let's make it clear, old man, this year, you can't get things done without you inciting a bunch of stupid believers. In my opinion, you still have to take this waste with you a few more times...... What's that, bonfires? It doesn't matter, anyway, you have to ask those guys who have been named archangels for more miracles, and those little monsters will send a few more to help. Otherwise, in the future, I think all your arrangements will be finished!"

Leaving the old man Ibn behind, she walked out of the gate of Renfu by herself, and the female warrior didn't care at all about the hateful and fearful looks in the eyes of the Zoroastrian scripture behind her. She was just muttering, "Speaking of which, that Taoist Jingguan's flame spell looks like a star." You say, the group of Taiping Dao people we saw near Wuwei last time looked a bit like the breath, could it be that the Yellow Turban Uprising was going to start in Liangzhou first?"