Two iron cables swayed in the wind, about eight or nine feet from the riverbed, and crocodiles stared at them in the shallow water. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Nangong Shaoyou looked at Song Wan'er and smiled: "Sister, can you go over?"

"Well, holding the iron rope with both hands and climbing over, I don't know how wide the river is?" Song Wan'er said seriously.

"This is something that ordinary people who collect medicine can do, and they can't show the skills of Xiaoyao Palace, do you know that there are artists who walk on the tightrope on the rivers and lakes?"

"If the ropes are tight, it is okay to walk over, but the north wind is strong, and I don't know how my light skills may be able to cope with it. ”

"Are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid, but it's unforgettable, and I have to try!"

After that, Song Wan'er had jumped on a wire rope on the right, once the iron cable was weighted, it swayed even more, standing on it like grass in the wind, not long after, the shaking slowed down, because of the load, but it was a little safer.

Nangong Shaoyou smiled slightly, but felt that this sister was dignified before leaving the palace, but in fact, her heart was full of girlish feelings, and then she flew to the rope, his light skills were unique in the world, and he naturally stood on it like an iron cast.

Song Wan'er glanced at him and said playfully, "Dare to compare with me?"

After that, she galloped with her breath up, her hands were spread, and her dress fluttered in the north, which was very good-looking, Nangong Shaoyou couldn't imagine that she was so naughty, and she also galloped with a smile.

His unhurriedness, slightly behind Song Wan'er, Song Wan'er's body swayed left and right in the wind, very thrilling, several times almost fell into the river, gradually, only to find out that she was deliberate, no matter how the upper body shook, the soles of her feet were always so stable.

I can't help but laugh in my heart, this sister is really childlike, and I think that she is used to messing around, so she will wake up her inner naughtiness, and when she returns to Xiaoyao Palace, she will inevitably be scolded by the master, and the little junior sister will definitely laugh at her misbehavior again, and suddenly there is a pain in her heart, "Can you really see the little junior sister when you go to the Xiaoyao Palace again?"

"Dang" There was a metal crash on the other side.

"Shaoyou!" Song Wan'er exclaimed.

The yellow shadow flashed in front of her, and Song Wan'er fell quickly, and it turned out that it was clearly visible on the opposite bank, and a Mongolian warrior was carrying an axe to cut an iron cable, preparing to cut another iron cable.

I saw Song Wan'er grabbing the iron cable with her right hand, and her body flew to the shore, both sides of the river were rocks, and when her body was three feet away from the rock, her right foot tapped the rock wall, and her body flew to Nangong Shaoyou.

Nangong Shaoyou rolled up the bead curtain with a move, hooked the iron cable with both feet, stretched out his left hand, grabbed Song Wan'er's right hand, and shook it hard with the shaking of his body, Song Wan'er was like a yellow cloud, flying to the opposite bank.

The Mongolian warrior lifted the axe and slashed obliquely, Song Wan'er was in mid-air, her right hand pushed on the axe, the warrior felt a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth, the axe was out of her hand, and Song Wan'er had already stood firm with her strength.

"Kill!" Nangong Shaoyou shouted.

The Mongolian warrior didn't have time to scream, his body had already flown into the river, only to hear a roar, more than a dozen crocodiles fighting for his body, Song Wan'er turned around, and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

At this moment, Nangong Shaoyou had already arrived at her side, patted her on the shoulder to show comfort, and then the two continued to move forward.

Along the way, cautiously, they knew that Xue Lingshan would come back early, and he would definitely lay a net and wait for the two of them, this broken bridge This is the first course.

After crossing the broken bridge, there is a large plain under his eyes, full of cattle and sheep, fertile fields for thousands of miles, in the middle of the plain, there is a city, I think it is Har and Lin City.

After passing through the grassland, I saw a lot of herdsmen, all of them were laughing and laughing, a peaceful scene, and came to the city, where it was written on the city wall that it was indeed Har and Lin Cheng, and the two easily entered the city, and there was no inquiry.

This city is different from the Song City, the design is mainly white and gold, the house architecture is very peculiar, and there are no particularly tall house yards, but it always looks so elegant and tidy.

In addition to the Mongols, there are also Song people, monks, and Taoist priests, and what is even more surprising to the two is that there are still some blue-eyed red hair, or blue-eyed and yellow-haired, very tall and fair-skinned people, and most of the people walking on the street are women.

Although the two have different worldly concepts of men and women, in the Great Song Dynasty, it is rare for such women to walk on the street at will, especially girls, and foreigners have never seen them, so they feel very peculiar.

"Shaoyou, you see, how high those people's noses are, and their hair is red, are they demons? ”

"I don't know, it's probably a race from other places, or maybe a demon was born with a Mongolian. ”

Song Wan'er knew that he was joking, and the two looked at it with interest, the strange thing was that they didn't encounter a trace of obstruction, but it made Nangong Shaoyou a little nervous.

He simply grabbed a Mongolian, and asked him the direction of the palace, and the Mongolian people were very enthusiastic, pointed out to him, and asked him to go again in two days.

In Har and Lin, everyone worships King Chanapha as if he were a god, and his words are like the emperor's holy decree, and even more, the emperor's holy decree is obeyed by everyone, and they may not be convinced, but everyone consciously obeys his words and admires them in their hearts.

After Nangong Shaoyou heard this, he was very happy, and he didn't say much, found a restaurant, ate his fill, and walked directly to the palace.

Sure enough, the man pointed in the right direction, after turning into a street, there was not a single pedestrian on the street, this street, the houses on both sides were splendid, the roof was round, like a yurt, at the end of the street, a large palace came into view, in the distance, already felt a solemn atmosphere, it was certain that there was the palace.

Walking to the middle of the street, a very peculiar thing appeared in front of them, Song Wan'er circled around it, very interested, but Nangong Shaoyou was full of joy, as if he had seen some treasure.

It turned out to be a tree, a tree made of gold, with four mighty lions at the foot of the tree, and four long snakes hovering over the trunk, and the snake's head was also facing four directions, each corresponding to a lion.

The lion's mouth spit out a column of water, Nangong Shaoyou knew it was wine when he smelled it, it was wine, rice wine, mare's milk wine, and there was a kind of wine that he couldn't distinguish, anyway, the wine was very strong, and the four snake heads also spewed out different things, not like wine, but mixed with the corresponding wine below, it became a peculiar wine, all of which were injected into a copper cylinder, and the bottom of the tank was empty, anyway, he couldn't pretend to be satisfied.

Nangong Shaoyou was unceremoniously, put his mouth to the lion's mouth, and drank it in a big gulp, the kind of wine he had never drunk, as soon as it entered his stomach, it was like a fire, and then his body was extremely warm, in this cold desert, it was the most appropriate to drink it, and then he directly scooped the wine in the copper vat with his hand, which was even more delicious.

Song Wan'er was most interested in the top of the tree, on the top of the tree stood a naked little boy, the boy was made of white jade, chubby, very cute, and with two wings on his back, very interesting.

Nangong Shaoyou was drinking happily, when suddenly there was a roar of a beast, which shook the sky, completely dissipating the six or seven points of alcohol he already had, and smelling a faint fragrance in his nose, which made people feel very calm.

Song Wan'er stood up, Nangong Shaoyou was still sitting under the tree, and a whirlwind suddenly rolled up on the street, with a smell of blood in the wind, could it be that there were still fierce beasts on this street, and soon, the fishy wind washed the fragrance.

A huge shadow appeared on the street, a mighty male lion was slowly walking towards the two, the lion was an ordinary person tall, one foot long, at least five or six hundred pounds.

To their surprise, the lion approached, and on the lion's back sat a big monk sitting cross-legged, the monk was wearing a yellow monk's robe, his left arm was exposed, his face was plump, a pair of long eyebrows hung on his cheeks, a pair of big ears were on his shoulders, his eyes were half-open, his hands were placed in front of his chest, his left hand pointed to the sky, and his right hand pointed to the ground, he looked like a Buddha, his age was very peculiar, and his appearance was between fifty and seventy.

The lion suddenly shook his head and roared, the wine in the copper vat actually spilled out, Song Wan'er subconsciously took a step back, and Nangong Shaoyou gently pulled her behind her.

The big monk on the lion's back turned his hands together, his eyes closed, and he whispered Sanskrit in his mouth, his voice was very low, but the two of them could hear it clearly, although they couldn't understand Sanskrit, but the tone was full of kindness, Song Wan'er felt a peace in her heart, her whole body was extremely useful, and she sat down lazily.

Nangong Shaoyou thought of the Demon Sect's laughing Maitreya cloth bag in his heart, and faintly felt that the great monk in front of him was also chanting a beautiful sound, which was used to confuse his mind, his eyes were wide open, and there was a trace of peace in his heart, but there was a voice that made him resist, and his forehead was sweating profusely.

The majestic lion, hearing this murmuring sound, shook his head, like a docile little lion, a girl in yellow, walked up, stretched out her hand and stroked the lion's head, very affectionate, the girl turned out to be Song Wan'er.

The big monk opened his eyes and smiled at him, stretched out his right hand, and touched her head lightly, which frightened Nangong Shaoyou into sweating all over his body, flew forward, and slapped his face towards the big monk, and his palm stretched out to him two feet, feeling that he seemed to have a strong air flow protecting, and his palm barely stretched forward a foot, but his strength had subsided, and his chest and abdomen were greatly compressed.

"Are you Nangong Shaoyou?" The great monk asked in Chinese with a kind smile on his face, Nangong Shaoyou suddenly felt the feeling of oppression between his chest and abdomen suddenly disappear, and his heart was stable, "It turns out that this monk relies on an invisible internal force to protect, as soon as he speaks, his power disappears, but this kind of cultivation is also rare in the world." ”

"Are you the great monk of Shana?" Nangong Shaoyou asked rhetorically.

"Yes, the old man is Zhana, why did the donor Song people wear Mongolian clothes?"

"Haha!" Nangong Shaoyou looked back and snorted, "In the heart of the great monk, there is a distinction between Mengsong and Song, everything is like this in my heart, whether it is clothes, even this body is the same, what is the difference between Nangong Shaoyou's body and the body of the great monk, it is difficult to distinguish between yourself, and it is difficult to be Bodhi." ”

"Amitabha!" King Chana clasped his palms together and thanked him, "The benefactor has taught you a lesson, dare to ask the two of you here, what is the so-called matter?"