After the Canglan Legion was stationed in Leicheng, Liu Chen, at the invitation of the old monk Yandao, directly installed the center of the entire army in the White Horse Temple......

The warm winter sun slanted in the deep courtyard of grass and trees, Liu Chen held a pot of flower tea, lazily leaned on the bamboo chair next to the gallery, while stretching his eyes, looking at the sandalwood in the distance, while smiling the corners of his mouth, enjoying this rare soft breeze. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The falling flowers are fluttering, the Sanskrit sound is singing, there is no snow in the thunder city, and the snow is covered in the distant mountains......

"King!"

When Uncle Ban, who was dressed in a Confucian robe, hurriedly came to the courtyard, Liu Chen slowly raised his head, his eyes full of questions.

"Hey!" Facing Liu Chen's expectation, Uncle Ban Ziming just shook his head helplessly, after a long time, Liu Chen got up, motioned for Uncle Ban Ziming to take a seat, and paced back and forth for a long time, and King Canglan was quite worried: "After so many days, I still can't get in touch with Longmen, if it drags on like this, I'm afraid it will be a long night!"

"I have to say that Wen Renji is really very cunning!" After taking Liu Chen's words, Uncle Ban Mingguaner smiled bitterly: "Since beating our army to bypass Jialing Pass, the ruling guard has taken the Forgotten Lake as the center, completely cutting off all the channels for us to go north, and now on the Heishui Plain, the ground is full of confusion and heavy guards, even a fly is difficult to fly over!"

"Do you think we can continue to the east and go around the dragon gate again?" After thinking for a moment, Liu Chen suddenly frowned, and quickly returned to the bamboo chair beside Uncle Ban Ziming and sat down, his eyes staring at the side face of Zhuang Yuangong without blinking, waiting and longing for his often miraculous inspiration......

"It's not proper!" Without thinking about it at all, Uncle Ban Ziming shook his head and poured a basin of cold water on Liu Chen's head, "To put it simply, the Canglan Army is now surrounded by the judgment guards of Jialing Pass and Forgotten Lake in the dilemma of Lei City, and the main army of Wen Renji is surrounded by us and the Xuanjia Army on Ling Jue Peak, and so on, the Xuanjia Army is also surrounded by the Chongzhou Army and the Langzhou Army, and the Langzhou Army is surrounded by the Xuanjia Army and the Chuyang Battalion......"

"This ......" Liu Chen opened his mouth, and his mixed emotions could only turn into a bitter sigh in the end.

"Hehe, the war in the era of the end of France has lasted for the seventh year, and the people on both sides are also anxious to the ridiculous situation that you surround me and I surround you, but as long as someone can take the lead in breaking this stalemate, then in the next ten years, twenty years, the trend of the war will be completely changed!"

Sipping the fragrant flower tea, Uncle Ban thought about it for a while, and then chuckled and said, "The prince said that he wanted to go east to bypass the encirclement of Wen Renji...... In this way, it will take at least three months for our army to go around Longmen Town, and in these three months, the main force of the ruling guard of Forget Guihu is enough to cooperate with the Chongzhou Army in the west and the Langzhou Army in the north to take Hangu Pass, and fall into Hangu Pass, which is surrounded on three sides, then no one can save it!"

"Then you have to hurry up and find a way for me to take down the ...... of Forget to Return Lake" With a wave of his hand, Liu Chen retracted back on the back of the bamboo chair again, listening to the chanting bell from the other side of the courtyard wall, His Royal Highness King Canglan's thoughts had already drifted far away with the wind.

"Let's wait until the end of the New Year...... "Slowly getting up, Uncle Ban looked far away in front of the court, "We have been fighting for six or seven years repeatedly, and we really haven't had a lively Shangyuan Festival...... It's been six years since Rose, you and I have gone from a heroic teenager to a young man who is about to enter a green beard, the so-called family and country, but in the end I lost the innocence at the beginning of the story!"

"Huh...... If one day, you die in battle, do you need me to record something on your epitaph?" Without opening his eyes, Liu Chen could also feel the hesitation in the heart of the former uncle Ziming as the New Year approached, and he didn't return to Chang'an for seven years, but he didn't know if the flying snow at this time had whitened the person, the mountain, the water, and the city in his memory......

"Me?" "Me?" Slightly drunk, Uncle Ban Ziming smiled, facing the direction of Chang'an City, his voice was like a dream, intermittent: "Uncle Ban Yun, also known as Uncle Ban Ziming, the only son of Uncle Ban Ding, left home at the age of twenty-two, followed the life of the king of Canglan Rongma, lived in a panic in the troubled times, and never suddenly looked back, looking at the smoke and sand of his hometown from afar...... After I die, I wish to bury my bones in the vicissitudes of life, wait for the king, and determine the death of my country......"

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Stepping on the first bright and colorful streets of Leicheng on the Shangyuan Festival, there were some carnivals that had never appeared in the past, and at this moment, even the most devout believers in the Buddha country had to let go of all the knowledge in their hearts, and a unbridled smile bloomed on their faces.

"Hehe!" With a complicated face playing with the criss-crossing black and white battlefields in front of him, Liu Chen was attracted by the laughter and excitement outside the meditation room, "It's really the first time I know that the calm and abnormal people of the Buddha country also have such a bright and sunny time......"

Filled with two cups of hot tea at the right time, the old monk Yandao smiled at Liu Chen's side face, and was speechless for a long time.

When Xiao Shami, who was waiting from the side, walked to the two of them and put away the chessboard, Liu Chen laughed in his heart, lost the depression of the night, and flew away with the moment when the black and white dissipated: "Why is the master laughing and silent?"

"Everyone in the world thinks that my Buddha country is only suitable for passing by, but they are not happy to stay in ......" After a long time, the old monk smiled, and said: "The indifference of the believers makes this vast Thousand Buddha Mountain seem to have no emotions, and after staying here for a long time, people will be very bored and feel lifeless......

"Why is that?" Fireworks flew in the distance, lighting up the entire night sky and illuminating Liu Chen's flickering eyes.

"Since the beginning of my clan, the Holy Venerable has taught the people of Kyushu how to practice and how to cultivate themselves...... In addition to this, the believers of the Buddha Kingdom have realized that in addition to self-cultivation, the world should cultivate their minds!" The old monk squinted his eyes, and his slightly red cheeks made him look more like a crane-haired childish face, like a dream: "As a person, you still need to be in awe of the Heavenly Father and Mother Earth, like that, you will not be too strict about gaining or losing, everything is the best arrangement of fate!"

"So, the happiness and sorrow of the Buddha Kingdom will not be too obvious?" Liu Chen bowed his head, and said with a lot of gain in his heart: "Everyone is more like going with the flow to accept all the right and wrong causes and effects given by God...... Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself, and be strong in your heart, so you can be truly strong!"

"Hehe, I used to know from all kinds of legends and wild histories that King Canglan's talent and understanding were superb...... After talking with my king for a moment today, I will know what Haotian's most perfect gift is to the world!"

"Hahahaha!" After laughing out loud a few times, Liu Chen's face was not too embarrassed, for the praise of the old monk, for the sake of the carnival night of Shangyuan at this moment, he accepted it calmly, "Thank you for the praise of the master, hey...... In fact, when it comes to understanding and talent, she really has to beat Xiao Wang too much, when I was studying in Bauhinia Mountain before, those scriptures, martial arts discourses, and even military drills were all taught by her, put myself in my shoes, if she was the king of Canglan, she would definitely have to do better than me......"

"The king is too modest...... Queen Zhaorong is indeed a strange woman who has not been seen in the world for thousands of years, but if there is no sharp edge of my sword in the south, where can she have the instant beauty of the snow in the north......! )