Hidden Blade Chapter 102: Eat its meat
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Ms. Ye's thoughts, Xu Han, are ultimately elusive. Since she insists on doing this, Xu Han is unwilling to argue with her again, so she can only walk into Ye with her quilt under Chu Qiuli's teasing eyes. Red paper door.
For some reason, Xu Han at that time had a strange feeling that his little daughter-in-law was about to be taken over by a bully.
"How is Ziyu?" When Xu Han laid the floor on the ground, Ye Hongjian's soft voice rang again.
Xu Han, who had just lay down, thought a little after hearing the words, and answered truthfully: "Not good."
How much Fangziyu likes Chen Xuanji, this is self-evident, and Chen Xuanji's decision is impeccable, but to Fangziyu it is no different from a bolt from the blue.
In a short period of time, it would be unrealistic to want Fangziyu to get out of this shadow.
"Do you think Chen Xuan chance can't feel Fang Ziyu's mind?" Ye Hongjian's voice rang again, but there was some confusion in his still soft voice.
Xu Han was taken aback, Fang Ziyu's mind was like a wood. Song Yueming saw it really, how could Chen Xuanji not know?
Xu Han probably guessed the meaning of Ye Hongjian's question. He scratched his nose and subconsciously said: "Perhaps he is afraid to face him because of the status of Prince Chen..."
"Are you afraid to face it, or don't you want to face it?" Ye Hongjian sat up suddenly, her dark eyes gleaming like stars in the dark room, looking straight at Xu Han at that time .
Xu Han was bluffed by Ye Hongjian's sudden questioning. He felt that Ye Hongjian's question seemed not only to ask Chen Xuanji, but also to him.
It is inevitable that there is something strange in his heart, and he can't answer this question for a while.
"Huh." Ye Hongjian let out a muffled snort when he saw him like this, then lay back on the bed, muttering in his mouth.
"The crows in the world are generally black."
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In the early morning of the second day, Xu Han woke up early, bracing all the exhaustion.
He went to Zhong Mansion, which he hadn't been to in the past few days, and found the sword master Zhong Changhen.
The other party didn't seem to be surprised by his arrival. When Xu Han entered the mansion, he saw that Zhong Changhen had already placed a tea cup in the side hall, and it seemed that he had been waiting for him for a long time.
"I think you should not have the mind to learn the sword today. Why don't you come and taste the snow sculpture cloud that Ding Jingcheng sent yesterday." Seeing Xu Han entering the room, Zhong Changhen, who was sitting on the low couch, raised it at that time He took the tea cup in his hand and smiled at Xu Han.
In the past few days, Xu Han didn't come to the place where Zhong Changhen was to practice kendo because of Mo Chenzi. The reason for this is that Zhong Changhen's mind is naturally clear.
Xu Han nodded at that time, then sat down beside Zhong Changhen, picked up the tea cup that had been prepared for him, and drank the tea in it. The fragrance of tea overflowed and filled his Oral cavity.
"Snow Diaoyun is the tribute tea of the Great Xia Dynasty. It is often harder for the princes to get some. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is one or two thousand gold. Deacon Ding prepared such a generous gift for the seniors, I am afraid that there is nothing else. Ask it." Xu Han met Zhong Changhen's gaze at that time and asked faintly.
"It is the bald donkeys in Longyin Temple who claim to be empty of all four. They are thinking about how to introduce Taoism to the Great Zhou Dynasty, let alone Ding Jingcheng? It is not surprising that everyone in this world wants it." Zhong Changhen Hearing this was just a smile, but he didn't comment on what Xu Han said.
Xu Han nodded when he heard the words, but in his heart he thought to himself, it seemed that Long Congyun's direct line did not let Ning Zhumang plan to make it bigger, and bigger calculations were still in the making.
It's just that these things have little to do with Xu Han after all, and he doesn't plan to ask more.
So the conversation turned around at that time and asked: "Senior, come here today, but there is something I want to teach senior."
"About the mystery?" Zhong Changhate raised his brow and drank another cup of tea.
"Yeah." Xu Han knew that he couldn't hide his thoughts from Zhong Changhen, so he didn't mean to hide it at the moment, and nodded readily.
"Why? Are you also holding up for the child, Ziyu?"
"Xu naturally understands what Brother Chen did. Xu said that he wanted to ask the seniors why they let Brother Chen go back to the country of Chen so readily."
Xu Han's thoughts are meticulous, and Chen Xuanji's return to the country of Chen seems simple, but there are evils hidden in it.
Linglong Pavilion's external strength and mid-level talent are well known throughout the world.
Although Zhong Changhen is the master of swordsmanship in the fairyland, but Zhong Changhen is not a fairy after all. He is more than seventy years old, how long can he live? Ten years, twenty years, or thirty years, but he is going to die anyway.
Where did the Linglong Pavilion go without a fairy-level powerhouse?
Xu Han knew that the only way to release Linglong Pavilion’s status quo was to regenerate the power of a fairyland, so that Linglong Pavilion’s centuries-old foundation would be stable, and among Linglong Pavilion’s disciples, it’s most likely. Only Chen Xuanji can do this.
Zhong Changhen let go of Chen Xuanji, to some extent, it put Linglong Pavilion's future in danger.
In other words, all the fate of Linglong Pavilion was blocked by Ye Hongjian, who was favored by the world.
But anyway, for a behemoth like Linglong Pavilion, such a move is too risky.
When Zhong Changhen heard Xu Han's words, he was slightly taken aback, and he looked at Xu Han for a long time.
Naturally, he saw early on that Xu Han's thoughts were far from ordinary, but when Xu Han asked this question, he understood what level of thoughtfulness this young man had reached.
"Since you asked this question, you must already have the answer in your heart, so why bother to ask me again?"
Xu Han's heart was shocked at that time. Although this answer was not stated clearly, it was obviously affirmed by his guess.
He couldn't help but raise his head, looking through the doors and windows of the house to the top of the heavy moment peak.
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Located in Niutou Village, Qingzhou, behind the village is a big mountain.
Called Manniu Mountain.
According to legend, hundreds of years ago, a barbarian cow turned into a demon and went around in chaos. It was suppressed by Taoist immortals in the Qinglian Temple. The damage was only eliminated, but Manniu Mountain got its name.
Perhaps as the rumors say, there used to be bull monsters on Manniu Mountain, but now this once sheltered great monster has become the backing for the lives of the people of Niutou Village.
The villagers who have survived another year of winter ushered in the spring days of farming.
This year's situation is much better than last year. At least it seems that there is no trend of severe droughts, but it still takes a lot of time for the villagers who have run out of surplus food to make it to the autumn harvest.
The luxuriant branches and wild beasts of Manniu Mountain have become the only hope for the people in the village to survive that day.
That night, Liu Zhuang, the head of Niutou Village, led the villagers to Manniu Mountain again.
The mountains at night are much more dangerous than in the daytime. Most beasts will choose to appear at this time, but similarly, those pheasants and hares will probably also be active at this time.
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But in such a year, there are not many choices before everyone, and this one seems to be the best one.
Guanglin ghost followed Liu Dingdang.
They hid at the end of the line, carefully following the villagers.
Entering the mountains to hunt is a very dangerous thing, but Liu Zhuang couldn't hold back his precious daughter, and finally agreed to her after repeated pleadings. Leading her into the mountain, but asking her to only watch, but can't do anything out of the ordinary.
Liu Dingdang, who had finally obtained Liu Zhuang’s permission, naturally agreed, but Liu Zhuang was still a little worried. He was too aware of his daughter’s flamboyant temperament, so before he went out, he gave a thousand warnings. The Guanglin ghost who came with him let him watch his daughter.
Guanglin ghost admires Liu Zhuang very much.
In the eyes of Guanglin Gui, this middle-aged man, Liu Zhuang, is regarded as the first good person he met after leaving the ruined temple. Well, of course Liu Dingdang can also be regarded as a good person.
His cultivation level has not recovered since then, and he can't find any place in a short time. Therefore, after thinking about it, and Liu Dingdang and Liu Zhuang's enthusiasm for staying, Guanglin Gui simply stayed in this village. Stayed down.
The people in Niutou Village are quite enthusiastic. Although I can hear some gossip occasionally, they all love the village chief who is always the pioneer and kindness.
Although such a life is miserable, Guanglin Ghost feels at ease, at least compared to his time in the ruined temple, the life here is very real.
And perhaps because of the village chief, the people in the village quickly accepted the existence of the Guanglin ghost, but sometimes it is inevitable to make fun of him that a monk actually eats meat more powerfully than others, but Guanglin Gui didn't care about this, and just returned to the last sentence: "The meat and wine have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha is in the heart." Then he feasted on himself.
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At this moment, there was a sudden movement from the front team. The crowd suddenly became tense, and under the command of Liu Zhuang, everyone began to spread out the queue in an orderly manner, preparing to besiege.
It looks like a big guy.
"Don't run around." Guanglin Gui looked at Liu Dingdang, who was carrying a bow and arrow beside him, and rolled his eyes helplessly like Liu Dingdang, who was just about to move.
Liu Dingdang is only twelve years old. She is a girl. She hasn't grown up yet. The bow was specially made for her by Liu Zhuang. It is very small and has limited lethality. Don't talk about wild boars, jackals, and wolves. Pheasant Snow Rabbit is not necessarily able to win.
"Huh!" Liu Dingdang, who was stopped, stomped his feet, very dissatisfied. "Coward."
She stuck her tongue out at Guanglin Ghost and made a face, but she still put away her thoughts. Although she often yelled at her father on weekdays, she still didn't dare to make a second thought about this important matter concerning the village's rations.
"Quick!"
"Left!"
"Let the arrow!"
At this moment, Liu Zhuang's rough voice sounded, hurriedly and full of breath.
Then the crowd began to move constantly under his command, and the sound of sharp arrows pierced through the air, followed by a huge wailing of wild beasts.
The shadows and firelight flickered in the darkness, and the last cheer rang out.
Liu Dingdang and Guanglin Gui looked at each other at that time. They probably guessed that they had taken the prey. They hurried forward, only to see a huge wild boar lying in the forest not far away.
The villagers who are responsible for the prey have already surrounded them. The people in the crowd are in high spirits. With this wild boar, the hundreds of people in the village who want to come for the next half month will not worry about eating and drinking. For the hungry villagers, there should be nothing better than this.
Liu Dingdang and Guanglin Ghost also walked up at that time, and looked closely at this big guy who was several times larger than them.
"Clean up quickly, such a big thing is likely to attract wild beasts in the mountains." As the village chief, Liu Zhuang has very rich hunting experience. He calmly ordered, and everyone began to bind under his command at that time. The prey is ready to take it back to the village.
"Father, you are amazing." Liu Dingdang jumped to Liu Zhuang's and said with a look of admiration.
She saw it very clearly, Liu Zhuang shot the arrow that took the boar's life.
"Hehe, that's not it." The old face of the middle-aged man blushed. In his opinion, there is nothing more intimate in this world than his daughter's praise.
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Guanglin Ghost walked to the wild boar. The wild boar's side was covered with arrows and blood was flowing, but after all, he was huge and had amazing vitality. Even at this time, he still didn't die.
It’s just that it has lost too much blood, it has no strength to resist, but maybe because it knows the fate that it is about to meet, there is a very humane color in its eyes, like sadness and despair. , And the mouth is constantly wailing.
Guanglin ghost looked a little surprised.
"Why, the little monk can't bear it? Don't eat it when you go back." A young man on the side saw him like this, and swiftly tied the wild boar's feet with twine, and laughed at the same time.
And everyone around them laughed at that time when they heard the words. Obviously everyone was very happy to be able to capture such a large prey.
But Guanglin Ghost did not respond to their meaning.
He frowned, and a hand slowly stretched out to stroke the wild boar's head. At that time, an almost invisible golden light waved from the palm of his hand and stroked the wild boar's body.
Strangely speaking, the wild boar who was still wailing suddenly quieted down at that moment, and even the color of despair in his eyes gradually faded at that moment, replaced by a color called serenity.
Everyone was stunned when they saw this. They couldn't understand that this little monk had such a hand, which really surprised the villagers who had almost never left Niutou Village.
"Everything has spirit." The little monk whispered such a sentence, and his other hand suddenly stretched out.
Puff!
A burst of blood suddenly appeared, and hot blood spurted from the wild boar's body and splashed onto the surrounding people.
The little monk held an arrow in the other hand~IndoMTL.com~ He fiercely inserted it into the eyes of the wild boar, the arrow body was very deep into the flesh, almost reaching the end of the arrow. .
The wild boar that was pierced into the key body was constantly twisting at that time, and then after a few breaths, it completely lost its breath and died.
"You! What are you doing?" The surrounding people came back to their senses. They all stared at Guanglin Ghost. They inevitably felt bad luck after being sprayed with blood, and their hearts were even more concerned about Guanglin Ghost's deeds. It is angry.
The little monk splattered with blood didn't even notice the questioning of the people. At that time, he clasped his hands together and bowed to the wild boar with a pious expression.
"Since you have eaten its flesh, why bother with it?"
"My Buddha is merciful, and good is good."
At that time, the people around looked at this little monk who seemed to be a different person, thinking about his previous fierce shots, and their anger suddenly disappeared.
Instead, there was a shudder that reached the sky spirit cover...