Nightfall Chapter 243: Move the tree
Volume Two, Winter Lake, Chapter 243, Moving Trees
The **** guard of Xiling Temple leads Luo Kedi. He is a tall middle-aged man. When he puts on his armor, the whole person is like a metal fortress that can move. ("") However, when he knelt in front of the light curtain, before the huge figure, he looked humble as a dwarf, like a thin servant.
Because he was originally the most loyal servant of the Master Teacher of Xiling Temple.
He is the guard dog of Peach Mountain, Xiling Temple.
"The temple needs power, more than ever before. Now that the red fish is gone, you are responsible for bringing her back. If she no longer has power, then for the dignity of the temple, I allow you Kill her, and then you will find some other power to come back."
The Master Headmaster stood in the radiant light and said calmly.
Rock's enemy bows and bows, like a golden mountain falling down.
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The great priest of the heavenly oracle returned to his own **** seat, back on top of his own **** seat, his old palm gently stroked the **** seat woven by the sun flower vine, watching hundreds of heavenly oracles kneeling on the temple floor The wrinkles on the faces of the deacons and officials were as deep as the cracks between the cliffs of Taoshan.
Cheng Lixue waved his hand to signal the people who came to visit the **** seat to disperse, then he walked to the **** seat and said in a low voice: "After all, it happened."
The great priest said: "This is not the big event in my calculation."
Cheng Lixue was shocked and speechless, thinking that Daozhi rebelled against Taoshan. If this is not a major event, then what is the major event that will happen to the Judging Division in the Gods’ calculation?
"The real big event has not happened yet."
The great priest of Tianyu said exhaustedly: "All the fate of the world is doomed by Haotian. The rotation of the wheel of fate that the Buddha said is actually this. What should happen is destined to happen after all, but it will be later. Time."
Perhaps because of exhaustion, perhaps because of the continuous meetings with the ruling priest and the head teacher, the wrinkles in the corner of the eyes of the heavenly priest are getting deeper and deeper, and it is a bit scary. Sanctuary
Cheng Lixue looked at the wrinkles in the corner of the old man’s eyes, with a lot of worry in her heart, but she did not dare to ask directly, and tentatively asked: "I don’t know where Ye Hongyu is now."
The great priest of Tianyu smiled and said: "This kind of thing does not need to be calculated... Since that idiot rarely retreated and left Xiling, he naturally went to Chang'an."
Cheng Lixue's expression is slightly different, and she doesn't understand why the **** seat is so certain.
"Haotian Shenhui shines all over the world, besides Chang'an City, where else can she shelter?"
The great priest Tianyu sighed, then smiled and said, "Fortunately, Chang'an is a nice city, and you can see and learn some interesting things."
When Cheng Lixue listened to the Gods’ evaluation of Chang’an City, she suddenly thought of her experience at the side entrance of Chang’an Academy. She frowned slightly and said, “It’s indeed a very interesting city. Ning Que fought Liu Yiqing at the side entrance of the Academy. He Mingchi unexpectedly It’s even better than me to perceive Ning Que’s magical skills."
He Mingchi is the apprentice of Li Qingshan, a master of the Tang Dynasty.
At the side entrance of the academy, Ning Que slashed towards Liu Yiqing with a sharp stroke. The practitioners in the room couldn't understand it at all. Only Cheng Lixue and He Mingchi responded.
Cheng Lixue broke through the wall of the carriage.
He Mingchi crushed the wagon wheel.
Cheng Lixue is the grand master of the Tianyu Division of the Xiling Temple. It is not surprising that he can judge so quickly that Ning Que is performing a magical technique. Why can He Mingchi do this?
Recalling the scene at the time, Cheng Lixue frowned and said: "I can confirm that He Mingchi's realm should be still above me, definitely not as weak as the rumors."
"For hundreds of years, the greatest wish of countless generations of teachers in the Xiling Temple was to invite Haotian South Gate back. In addition to the boring dignity and reputation, of course it was also because of the colleagues in the South Gate. What's extraordinary, since Junior Brother Qingshan is the National Teacher of the Tang Dynasty, how can his descendants be as unbearable as the rumors?"
The great priest of Tianyu said slowly: "Dao Chi will go to Chang'an City. I don't know how it will affect the relationship between the temple and the south gate. After all, it will be a matter of future."
Cheng Lixue thought about what happened in the temple recently and thought about the attitude of the head teacher and adjudicating the **** seat, and her voice said slightly: "I think it will be difficult to return to Taoshan. ("") "
The great priest Tianyu shook his head and said: "She will come back after all."
Cheng Lixue was puzzled and said, "Why are you so sure?"
The great priest Tianyu sighed and said: "If she doesn't return to Taoshan, how will the big event that is destined to happen to the judge department happen?"
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Xiling enters the summer, and Chang'an City also enters the summer.
The city of Chang'an in the early summer is not too hot to be too hot, but the sun in the sky is already blazing and it's starting to tire you, and the bluestone slabs in the afternoon start to get hot.
The renovation project on the shore of Yanming Lake is still going on. In order to finish the renovation project on the lakefront before midsummer arrives, the construction team has greatly accelerated the speed under the double pressure of the money and the Yulong Gang.
From morning to night, the sound of rubbing and rubbing reverberates in the house by the lake. Fortunately, the old residents have already moved out, otherwise the weather will get warmer and you will be tortured by the noise. What kind of conflict.
As time passed, and the project entered the final stage, Ning Que took the formation diagram carefully drawn by Senior Sister Seven and began to go deep into the construction.
After all, the money was in place. The reputation of the Fourth Master Qi of the Yulong Gang was too loud, so although the construction masters thought that Ning Que's designs were unreasonable, they did not resist too much.
The renovation of the lakeside house gradually took shape, and the formation of the Seventh Sister gradually took shape, and then it was hidden among the flowers and plants on the eaves and pink walls.
The project is not over. Ning Que and Sangsang are still living in Laobi Zhai. When they heard the news that they were moving away, the merchants in Lin 47 Lane were relieved, and they inevitably gave birth to some inevitable problems. She, I thought that if this big man left, the Yulong Gang men in Tsing Yi would definitely not still be here to maintain law and order, and the bureaucrats of Chang'an Mansion would definitely not come around several times every day.
Ning Que didn't know what people were thinking. He was really too busy these days. He had to go to the back of the academy to study, stare at the lakeside renovation project, and he would often go to the palace.
The goal of entering the palace is, of course, to enter the small wooden building, with the safety of the entire Chang'an City on his shoulders, and his plans are involved, so he must deal with the horror as soon as possible. Get familiar.
The world praised his talent in Fudao, and Fuzhen was originally a communicative technique. According to reason, he should soon be able to master the large formation left by his master Yan Se. However, unfortunately, His talent seems to be swayed too much on Fu Dao and other various Dao, not leaving a few points for the formation.
However, Ning Que has never been a person who retreats when he knows what is difficult. Since he must understand and master this big formation, then these frustrations will not hit him at all. Shushan's usual method, as long as he can spare time, he will enter the palace to study.
His Majesty greatly appreciates his attitude and allows him to enter the palace at any time. When he is exhausted and walks out of the small building, the emperor will not let him go, but will take him into the royal study room.
He has entered the palace more than ten times in a row. He has become acquainted with the leader of the Yulin army in the palace, with the guards, with the father-in-law and the palace ladies, and even with the empress and the empress who rubbed ink in the imperial study every day. He has become a little familiar, but he is still not too familiar with the great formation of Chang'an City.
But this does not mean that he did not get some benefits from it.
In addition to some benefits that cannot be spoken to others, the greatest benefit he has obtained is the countless ancient trees on the banks of Yanming Lake and the things that are continuously sent into the courtyard.
The purchase document of the Yanming Lakeside House and the title deed of the house wrote Chao Xiaoshu's name, but after such a big movement, it is impossible to hide too many people.
Li Yu was the first to know about this, so she gave Ning Que a gift that was absolutely worthy of the status of the Princess of the Tang Empire.
The countless old trees newly transplanted by Yanming Lake are all dug out from her own fief. This is really a great skill, and money can't buy it.
His Majesty and the Empress also learned that he was building a new home. The Empress had picked a lot of antique gifts from the inner library of the palace, and his Majesty had rewarded Ning Que with a lot of calligraphy.
This is the only thing Ning Que is not satisfied with.
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As time passed, Chang'an City went from early summer to midsummer, the cicadas in the academy became more and more noisy, the heat in the city gradually became more and more, the renovation project by the Yanming Lake was officially completed, and more than ten houses that were once divided into other courtyards were opened up The old, soft walls of the lake were repainted, and the narrow alley that passed through the house was transformed into a stone path in the garden, with flowers and plants in full bloom, very quiet and beautiful.
The merchants in Lin 47 Lane mustered up the courage to take the lead in launching the fake antique shop, Mr. Wu and Aunt Wu. Ning Que, the master and servant, had a farewell banquet, and the two were over. The years of Lane Forty-Seven.
That night, Ning Que and Sangsang moved to the house by the Yanming Lake.
All the furniture and things have been bought by the brothers in the fish-and-dragon gang. How to fill up the dozens of yards that have not caused Sangsang's headaches.
Under Qi Siye's strong request, Ning Que kept Lao Bi Zhai, anyway, Chao Xiaoshu had already exempted him from his rent for many years, but Lao Bi Zhai would never sell books.
I want to come next year when the rain falls, in that shop called Lao Bi Zhai, there will be no more young calligraphers inside the threshold, and no middle-aged people holding umbrellas outside the threshold.
With cicadas and unknown insects, Ning Que and Sangsang strolled along the stone path by Yanming Lake. The beautiful houses behind them were their new homes.
The countless old trees on the lakeside make the stone path and the house extremely quiet. During the lake breeze, the temperature seems to be much lower. Compared with the sultry heat in the alleys of Chang'an, it is a completely different world.
Sangsang thought about the scene of Ning Que lying on the bamboo chair outside the back door, constantly soaking his body with well water, chatting with the neighbors in the midsummer of the previous two years.
"I never thought that we could live in such a big house."
They lived in caves in Minshan, in tree houses, and in small courtyards in Weicheng. They had imagined countless times what kind of big house they would live in when they were rich-now they are strolling in their big house by the lake. They knew that the original imagination was so shabby.
"Very good isn't it?"
Ning Que asked.
Sangsang nodded and said, "It's better than very good."
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(Fuck, one more chapter.)
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