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Jiang Yangsheng did not plan to go out of the territory of Qilu Prefecture, because before going out, Jiang Loan had confessed that even if he was the king of Beilai, he would not be able to make some individuals stumble, and it was not impossible for Jiang Loan to recruit many enemies in his life, and it could be seen from the Dragon King Tide that these enemies were not good at stubble, and they were all very powerful. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The evil anger in his heart was almost gone, Jiang Yangsheng's mood was also a lot better, and he went home without any nostalgia.

On the way back, I was not as anxious as before, but I had time to see the flowers and enjoy the scenery.

As the second son of Beilai in Qilu Prefecture, Jiang Yangsheng boasted that he was talented and did not go out to see all the things in the world, but he didn't know that he had lived for more than ten years in vain.

The tide of the dragon king in the Red Emperor City can be seen, and the natural majesty is difficult to put into writing.

Stopping and stopping all the way, Jiang Yangsheng spent two months wandering back to Beilai City.

One hundred horsemen galloped to Beilai City on the dusty post road, and the soldiers on the lookout saw one of them riding in front of them, waving their own flags in the wind, and roaring "Open the door" with full of energy!

In the evening, the gates of the city, which had been closed, were wide open, and the drawbridge rumbled over the moat, and there was no noise except the sound of horses' hooves.

Jiang Yangsheng returned to the palace, the first thing was to see his mother, when he ran to the room, he saw Jiang Loan was also in the house, Jiang Yangsheng snorted coldly, called Dad, Jiang Loan rubbed his hands happily, but Jiang Yangsheng's mother glanced at Jiang Yangsheng fiercely behind his back, as if he blamed him for not having a good face on Lao Tzu, Jiang Yangsheng saw his mother's expression and eased Jiang Loan's face slightly, but it was still lukewarm.

After saying peace to the two, Jiang Yangsheng ran to the beach, and there was a grass house from afar, a big monk lying in the middle of the road, one leg crossed on the other, carrying a green leaf wine gourd in his hand, and holding a scripture book in the other hand, looking at the scripture book, and taking a sip of wine.

Jiang Yangsheng waved his hand, Ah Shi brought a bench, and Jiang Yangsheng simply sat not far away to watch how the monk read.

Soon after, I don't know if it was because the wine was drunk or the scriptures encountered something I didn't understand, the great monk hit the ground with one hand, and then got up with a stiff hand, and then looked at Jiang Yangsheng, who was staring at him with his chin in the distance, and walked over with a smile.

"Jiang boy, this attic of your house is amazing, I have only heard of some scriptures and have never seen them. ”

"That's right, I robbed a lot of temples back then. ”

Jiang Yangsheng said proudly.

"How many books have you read?"

"I've only read dozens of books. ”

The great monk smiled and scratched his oily head.

"Why do you think so?"

Jiang Yangsheng rolled his eyes, at this rate, it would take 20,000 books of the Year of the Monkey to read the Monkey Monk and the Great Monk also said that he would be able to defeat the wine and meat monk in two years.

"It's not that the wine is not right, there is no such counterpart wine as duck head green in the palace, and if you are uncomfortable to drink, you will naturally read fewer scriptures. ”

"Bear-like!" Jiang Yangsheng scolded with a smile, "In the future, when you let someone sell wine for you, go to the house at the city gate, and ask for duck head green?"

"Medium!"

"Let's go, go and have a look upstairs with the stars?"

"Okay, I've finished reading this scripture anyway, so I should change it. ”

The great monk smiled, when he was not angry, he was not fierce or fierce, but he was a little handsome, once he was angry, King Kong was angry, mighty and fierce.

Jiang Yangsheng followed the big monk to the fifth floor of the Star Picking Building, where the scriptures were placed in a disorderly manner, among which in a corner, a monk with a fat head and big ears and scars on his face was lying on a pile of scriptures and sleeping soundly, snoring all day long, and in front of the big monk there was an empty wine jar and some chickens, ducks and fish bones.

Seeing the big monk with scars crawling all over his face, Jiang Yangsheng remembered his memories of climbing the Star Tower when he was a child, and at that time he was really afraid of this hideous-looking monk, and whenever he walked to the fifth floor, he would run down with urine and urine, and he would not stay for a moment. In fact, this wine and meat monk has always loved Jiang Yangsheng, but he looks too disliked by Jiang Yangsheng, and every time he sees himself, he will stumble and lose his soul, and over time he will get used to it.

After wandering around the Star Picking Tower for a long time, Jiang Yangsheng also figured out some temperaments.

The Confucian literati on the first and second floors are too popular, and they are said or Lao Tzu at every turn, and they are all big-headed when they hear it, and the general on the third floor has a hot temper, just one point, Jiang Yangsheng doesn't dare to talk to him at all, and the wine and meat monks on the fifth floor have a hideous face and don't dare to approach, but their temper is very good, and they are rarely irritable. The people on the sixth floor always sleep, and they rarely wake up, so they still haven't been able to touch it. The seventh floor is the place he goes to the most, the old Taoist priest is kind, and his speech is tepid, Jiang Yangsheng always feels that what he said is very reasonable, so he would rather listen to the old Taoist than listen to Jiang Yuan.

Looking back, the big monk was still a little hideous in front of the wine and meat monk at this time, and he was as well-behaved as his little daughter-in-law, and saw that the wine jar in front of the monk was empty, so he quickly untied his cyan gourd and poured all the wine inside. His eyes were motionless and he caught a glimpse of the scripture book pillowed under the head of the wine and meat monk.

It seems that seeing the wine and meat monk sleeping in the building, the great monk wants to quietly take out the scriptures that the monk who guards the building pillow under his head, this monk who guards the building looks like he eats you, and every time he can guess what scriptures he wants to take, and then pilllow under his head as a pillow.

I came here to take the scriptures a lot of times, and every time I put on a gourd of good wine, not to mention, I had to be beaten up, and after a long time, the great monk was repaired and lost his temper.

Just when half of the scriptures were taken out, the monk who guarded the building suddenly woke up, and one of them rose up, holding the yellowed scripture in his hand, laughing, and said fiercely without anger: "Come on, come on, little bald, it's still the old rules, hold up three moves, and the scripture will be given to you." ”

The monk who guarded the building also completely ignored the presence of the prince by his side, wiped the corners of his oily mouth, and revitalized his muscles and bones.

When the great monk heard this, he didn't talk nonsense, his feet were naturally open, and he held out a defensive posture that covered the sky and the earth, as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Hey, the great monk who guards the building, beat him well. ”

Jiang Yang pouted Nunu and smiled at the great monk.

The wine and meat monk didn't reply, but just put on a strange shape, one hand was on his chest, the other hand was stretched straight forward, the torso of his body was twisted in an almost exaggerated way, and he said with a smile: "Little bald head, I always made Shakyam pose a few days ago, and this time I will show you the Maitreya pose." ”

After the big monk finished speaking, a punch was handed out, and the tip of the fist crackled, this punch seemed to be slow and hesitant, but after the punch, Jiang Yangsheng felt his breath suffocated, and the big monk next to him was even more like a great enemy, with his hands in front of his chest, and he wanted to eat this punch hard.

The monk who guarded the building touched the arm of the great monk's chest protector in a circle, only to hear a bang, the great monk struggled, his feet sank in response, and a good piece of white marble floor under his feet was stepped into powder.

He stretched out his arms and shouted hello.

"Okay is yet to come. ”

As soon as the words fell, the monk guarding the building made a good second punch, which was not as inconspicuous as the first punch, and above the second punch, there were already gusts of wind and thunder, and there was a faint sign of thunder.

The great monk roared angrily, a shabby monk's robe swayed, and there seemed to be golden light up and down his body for a while, but this golden light loomed, obviously the great monk's divine skills were still lacking.

The monk who guarded the building glanced at the looming golden light, snorted coldly, and didn't care, he knew that this rootless and nameless wild monk could not be an authentic Zen monk, after all, those Zen monks are knife mouth flower shelves, grinding mouth skin are all powerful, really want to fight are a group of wreck, from the wild monk's method it seems that there is some taste of the dead wood monk decades ago, King Kong is not bad, but the fire is too bad, when the dead wood monk King Kong's body was practiced to the extreme, he was able to support the sword of the sword immortal known for his attack power with both palms, but this big monk's half-tone kung fu makes people itch the root of the tooth of hatred。

The great monk has never had any psychological burden because he has wasted a peerless Dharma, it is rumored in the world that Donkey Kong is a single line, and the wild monk is half a descendant, but it is a pity that the irresponsible master who has learned half a tune kung fu is gone, and he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive, who will inherit this kung fu if he is going to die?

On the monk's robe, the golden light loomed and drummed, the big monk gritted his teeth, and he just resisted the pressure, and the wine and meat monk punched him out of the distance, and stopped by the window.

"Obediently, so bullish, if it weren't for the fact that I saw a young scholar plough the river with a sword, and Lao Kong overturned the river with a sword, I wouldn't have believed it. ”

Jiang Yangsheng on the side gasped, scary, too scary!

The great monk climbed up with difficulty and grinned, "The strength is a lot greater." ”

After hearing this, the great monk who guarded the building laughed and said with a hideous face: "His Royal Highness the Prince of the World naturally has to exert a lot of strength here. ”

"Okay, okay, just now one punch on top of the previous two punches, the scriptures are for you, take it and get out of here. ”

The big monk hurriedly got up, caught the scripture with both hands, scratched his head, and did not forget to fold his hands and chant the Buddha name to the monk guarding the building.

", I'm annoyed when I see you like a bear, just bring more wine and meat next time. ”

The monk who guarded the building waved his hand impatiently, and then regardless of whether Jiang Yangsheng went or left, he picked up a scripture book as a pillow, and turned his head to sleep.

Got the scriptures, the great monk hurriedly went downstairs, to go back to the grass house to read quickly, 50,000 volumes of scriptures, according to his speed now, I don't know if he can read it in his lifetime, the later the easier it is, touch the bypass, at that time is not simply to read the Buddhist scriptures, but to consult the Buddhist scriptures.

Jiang Yangsheng did not go downstairs with the great monk, but walked up the stairs and climbed to the seventh floor leisurely.

As soon as you enter the seventh floor, the smell of pen and ink pours into your nose, and in the center is a thick wooden long table, on which there are four treasures of the study, and a thick pile of yellow paper.

The seven-story old Taoist mermaid Lindao, although his favorite thing in his life is to teach His Royal Highness the Second Prince to learn those side doors, such as ghost painting talismans, the art of Kanyu and the like, although in the eyes of many old rivers and lakes are some of the more chicken ribs, but the old Taoist is always willing to instill these chicken rib knowledge to the second son.

From childhood to adulthood, Jiang Yangsheng has been playing with the old Taoist for the longest time, although there is no name of master and apprentice, but there is the reality of master and apprentice, Jiang Yangsheng can take Jiang Yuan's words as a deaf ear, and be a powerful blessing in Beilai City, but in front of Yu Lindao, he is still honest as a student and then a junior.

Slowly walked to the table, Jiang Yangsheng held a disciple salute, there were good pen and ink and wine gourds on the table, the gray-haired and old-faced Yu Lindao took a sip, put down the wine gourd, raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yangsheng, and said, "Doesn't it feel a little different when you go out this time?"

Jiang Yangsheng thought about it unusually seriously, then nodded heavily, and said distressedly: "I originally thought that the rivers and lakes would be like that, but I didn't expect that there would be cattle people who could split the rivers and lakes and oceans with one sword." ”

"Scared?"

The fish teased.

"It's really a little, it's surprising that Lao Kong is so powerful. ”

A sword to overturn a river is not something that ordinary people can do.

"The sword immortal of the previous generation, can it not be powerful?"

Yu Lindao smiled, and said seriously: "The first time you traveled to the WTO, you only followed a Kong Daode who would shoot unless his life was in danger, what you see is just the market, not the rivers and lakes, the life of the little people is also a kind of rivers and lakes, at best, it is the tip of the iceberg of the huge rivers and lakes, it is difficult to get a glimpse of the whole picture, intrigue is not the whole of the rivers and lakes, in the final analysis, it is still ' If you don't agree with each other, you will fight and fight, this is the rivers and lakes, there is no book to be angry, the first time is to let you see clearly the hardships of the world, and experience the sinister hearts of people, instead of only living in Beilai City for more than ten years like before, Gentle Township is a hero's grave, and one day it will be depressed in it. One of you two brothers will always be the king of Beilai, whether it is you or Jiang Huan, you have to face these, rather than being forced to face it in the future, it is better to face it now. ”

Jiang Yangsheng nodded, he knew that his living environment was very different from others, and one of the things he must do was either to become the king of Beilai or to assist the king of Beilai.

"The second time you travel, it is for you to see the difference between the real rivers and lakes and temples, and understand the intricate grievances and hatreds. ”

Jiang Yangsheng thought it was true, Jiang Loan could estimate that the rivers and lakes in Qilu Prefecture were governed in an orderly manner, which must be in-depth, grabbed the throat, and was not afraid of what these reckless men would do if they pinched the lifeline.

"Come, draw the Dao runes that I gave you a few years ago and I'll take a look. ”

"Master, don't embarrass me like this. ”

Jiang Yangsheng said with a smile, those Daomen talismans are as difficult to draw as heavenly.

Seeing the distress on Jiang Yangsheng's face, Yu Lindao did not speak again, nor did he force him to paint.

The duck head green wine brought was placed on the table of Yu Lindao, and the two of them drank it in one gulp until after dark.

"No, no. ”

Yu Lindao waved his hand, saying that he had drunk less than half of that year over the years.

Heroes are in the twilight, and beauties are white!

No one can escape the fact that no one can escape it, looking at the old man who is also a teacher and friend in front of him, he sighed for a while, the person who sat on the mighty ship and pointed out the country is now half buried in the soil.

This piece of rivers and lakes is a kind of day and night alternate renewal, the newcomer comes out, the old man droops away, except for the people who struggle out a little wave in this quagmire can be famous in history, are they not all nameless?

Great treachery and evil, great loyalty and great goodness, no one dares to comment on themselves, success and defeat are the only criterion, the history books written are successful, they cannot leave a reputation for their opponents, and if they lose, they should bear infamy, isn't it the same with Jiang Loan?

Putting on a dress for the old man, Jiang Yangsheng silently walked down the star-picking building, outside the building was a vast sky, the sky was full of stars, like a black and white confrontation of chess pieces in the sky, who is playing against each other? Who has whose chess pieces?

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