Nightfall Chapter 38: Can I tell lies? (Middle)

Volume 2, Winter Lake, Chapter 38, Could I tell lies? (Medium)

Tmall female face flushed, pointed at the temple cavalry leader and cursed.

Tianyu Si Sizuo's face became dark, and Aunt Qu Nimadi's eyes suddenly became angry, and she stared at the little girl in a cold voice and said, "There is no respect and humbleness! How did your master teach you? It's your turn. Come out to speak?"

Zhu Zhihua grabbed the first two steps, pulled the Tmall woman behind her, saluted the big figures above, forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart, and her voice trembled and said: "Aunt, this matter is with me The reputation of Mochi Garden is related, and Junior Brother Shi was buried on the meadow. Couldn't we tolerate us talking?"

Qu Nimadi's wrinkled face showed a trace of disgust, and said gloomily: "The disciple of the dignified scholar, I can't even beat the horse thieves, and I deserve it if my skills are not as good as the death."

For hundreds of years, Moon Nation and Dahe Nation have been in a state of flux because of the disputes in the Tianmu forest area. There have been many wars between the two sides, which can be regarded as blood feuds for generations.

The territory of the Moon Wheel Kingdom is vast, and it is also the place where the Buddhism prospered. Its strength is far above that of the Dahe Kingdom. Especially in recent years, the relationship between the Xiling Temple and the Moon Wheel Kingdom has become increasingly good, if it were not for the Tang Empire and Dahe Kingdom Thick, maybe the army of monks from the Moon Kingdom has already set foot on the territory of the Great River Kingdom.

As the relative sister of the Lord of Moon Wheel, of course she hates the people of Dahe Nation. She has been intimidating at Yanying for months, snatching the hot spring, and the difficult task of transporting grain and grass. , There is her shadow behind him, so he is rude to these Mochiyuan disciples, and his words are harsh and powerful.

Since Mochiyuan’s disciples left Moganshan in Dahe Country and came to Yanbei Frontier Fortress, they have been enduring the humiliation and framing from the Moon Country. Now they are meeting in the temple in the Wangting Tribe of the Wasteland. In the above, the other party did not even have the slightest sense of shame, and even spoke ruthlessly to the dead colleague. No matter how gentle the girls were, they couldn't control the anger in their hearts and stood up one after another.

The sound of the Qingming sword swinging, more than a dozen slender Xiu swords shone with chill, and they aimed at Aunt Qu Nimadi. At this moment, they had already forgotten how honorable this old woman was. .

Under the broad agenda, the monks from the White Pagoda Temple in the Moon Country saw that these Mochiyuan disciples drew their swords and stood up angrily, wanting to rush to Aunt Qunyimadi for protection .

Qu Nimati raised her old arm and signaled that the ascetics should not be too excited. She looked at the Dahe country girls in front of her and the swords in their hands with indifferent eyes. The corners of her slightly drooped lips were slowly raised, appearing Extremely disdainful.

Where can the deliberative meeting convened by the temple allow these Dahe country girls to come in disorder, this aunt cold-bloodedly hopes that the girls will be dazzled by hatred, once they really dare to use their swords, then no matter People from the temple, or practitioners from various countries, will use harsh methods to deal with them, and more importantly, even this way, even the always-silent general of Tang Guo will not be convenient to intervene.

Zhu Zhihua clasped Xiu Jian in his hand and glanced back.

There are many people like her, all looking at that place.

The bookworm Mo Shanshan still sits quietly on the chair, seeming not to hear Qu Nimati's humiliation of her sect, and seems to have no idea about the matter on the meadow, as if she can't feel anything, her eyes are faint Looking down at his pure white dress, it seemed that he wanted to treat the dirt mark as a lotus flower.

Because of her silence, the atmosphere in the tent has become more tense. No one knows whether these Dahe Country girls will be angry and throw their swords out of shame, resulting in uncontrollable consequences.

Sir Sizuo, Tianyu from the temple sitting in the first place, his face became more and more gloomy, and a few drops of dew appeared between his white eyebrows. To Qu Ni Madi and Mo Chi Yuan disciples, this big man has There are enough reasons for dissatisfaction, such as not respecting himself, just thinking about the relationship between the adjudication department and the moon wheel, and he said nothing.

The invisible string in the air became more and more tense, and the irony and contempt in the old wrinkles on Qu Nimadi’s face became stronger and stronger. If the situation remains stalemate like this, the humiliated girls will still be those of the big river country. But if the Dahe country girls really dared to despise the majesty of the temple, they would not know what a miserable end they would usher in.

"The master once said that the truth is not clear, the more you argue, the clearer it becomes. No matter what the truth is about the horse thief plundering, you must always listen to the opinions of both parties. So do you little girls, speak. So speak well, what do you do with the sword in the sheath? Aunt Qu Nimadi has such a direct temperament, don’t you know?"

This remark was convincing, and there was a slight ridicule of Qu Ni Madi's actions and conversations, and the disciples of Mochiyuan were vaguely biased. Everyone in the tent could not help but make a rush, but the person who said this It was General Shu Cheng of the Datang Empire, so whether it was the seat of the temple or even Qinimadi herself, it was hard to question it.

Qu Nimadi snorted coldly, looked back at General Shu's cold voice and said, "I want to see what they can say."

Juzhihua is gentle and capable of being a deacon. He took this opportunity to scold the juniors to step back, and then take a few steps forward. After saluting, carefully observe what happened on the meadow that day. Say it again.

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The same story, told from different parties, has the same ending, but the process is completely opposite. In the words of Chen Bachi, the leader of the temple cavalry, the disciples of the Mochi Garden of Dahe Country are a group of incompetent, cowardly and cowardly waste, which will lead to the destruction of food and grass. The people of Yan and the people have suffered heavy deaths and injuries. The story of Zhizhihua In the middle, the commander of the shrine cavalry on the meadow was cold-blooded and selfish. They clearly watched the righteous fellow fall into death, but refused to help them. It was not until the Mochiyuan disciples were defeated by blood that they rushed down to grab military merit.

Jiu Zhihua cautiously did not name Aunt Qu Nimadi, as well as the nymphomaniac Lu Chenjia and the people of Tianyuyuan Baita Temple who were also present at the time. However, everyone in the field knows what happened to the temple cavalry. Entering the wasteland, his complexion changed slightly. The practitioners of the Southern Jin and other countries and the people of Tang Ying subconsciously glanced at Qu Ni Madi, her expression a bit complicated.

Everyone believes that the story of the disciples of Mochi Garden is true, because these girls have no reason. In order to shirk their responsibilities, they cleaned up all the offenses of the Temple Moon Country, and their food was destroyed. Being punished wouldn't be too harsh, but if you offend these big people, who knows what troubles will be.

Belief is the human heart, and there is no such thing as the human heart in the world. What is emphasized is evidence, except for evidence, that is strength. The stronger the background of the strength, the more powerful those who speak.

Dahe Elementary School is weak. Although Mochiyuan has a book sage, but the book sage is only a temple guest, how can he fight against the temple and the moon country?

Qu Nimadi stared coldly at the end of the story and returned to Zhuo Zhihua. After a moment of silence, she suddenly laughed hoarsely and extremely gloomyly: "I was also on the meadow that day, according to you It’s said that if the temple cavalry didn’t participate in the war in time, wouldn’t it be the responsibility of the old man? Didn’t it mean that I was also cold-blooded and selfish?"

Zhou Zhihua raised her head and looked at her quietly, her eyes full of determination, and said: "The younger generation didn't know that aunt was also on the meadow. As for the failure of the temple cavalry to rescue in time, it has nothing to do with aunt. The juniors naturally don’t know whether they are responsible for being cold-blooded. Those are things that require your aunt’s judgment."

There was a great uproar in the field. No one thought that this Mochiyuan female disciple would have the courage to point directly at Qu Ni Madi face to face, and some people vaguely admired her courage.

Qu Nimati glared at Zhuo Zhihua and shouted angrily: "Huang Kou Chi is a nonsense! In order to shirk responsibility, I dare to turn black and white and frame the temple and the old body! Aunt, I love the younger generation, I wanted to let you go. , Just do a little punishment. I didn’t expect you to be so unrighteous, so don’t blame the old man to teach you something for your master!"

Tmall glared at her and said without showing weakness: "You still lie at such an age, you are always shameless!"

Qu Nimadi laughed back in anger, and sat back in the chair again, silent, waiting for the final result.

Tianyu Sisi was silent, he stroked the white hair on top of his head, sighed faintly in the bottom of his heart, he was a little displeased with the old woman beside him, and some had no way to take her.

In the previous dispute between the two sides, the accusations made by the disciples of Mochiyuan were very precise. They were only directed at the cavalry of the ruling division, and did not involve Qu Ni Madi and the people of Tianyuyuan Baita Temple. This old woman was unendingly active. I jumped in--she was using this old face to force the temple to express her attitude--if she later decided to favor Mochi Garden, and if she believed the young girls, she admitted that the respected Aunt Qu Nimadi was greedy for life and fear of death and even wanted to kill with the sword. Of malice.

Xiling Temple has a close relationship with Buddhism, and the hidden behind the unknown place has communicated with each other for thousands of years. Although it is respected by Taoism, it supports each other. In the secular world, the temple needs the allegiance of the moon wheel kings. And worship, not to mention that both parties can only narrate the events of that day. There is no evidence. Even if the disciples of Mochiyuan produce evidence, Lord Sizuo is willing to punish the cavalry of the judge for the superficial light and justice, but at this moment, In order to preserve the old face of Aunt Qu Nimadi, he had no choice but to believe what the leader said.

"The hatred between Moon Wheel Nation and Dahe Nation has accumulated so deep?"

After thinking about it for a moment, Master Sizuo looked at everyone in the room, and said calmly: "The Central Plains and the royal court have reached a peace agreement. Although the grain and grass were destroyed, it is not a big deal to think about it calmly. The disciples of Mochiyuan were punished to copy the Illuminati scripture three times. However, during the previous dispute, the disciples of Mochiyuan accused the temple cavalry of being false and disrespectful to the elders. You should sincerely apologize to your aunt."

After talking about the results of his handling, he looked back at the Tang Jun people sitting on the right hand side.

General Shu Cheng was silent for a moment, feeling that such a light punishment was already a rare kindness in the temple. After nodding, he looked at the Dahe country girls gently and comforted and said: "Michiyuan disciple, I want to be not afraid of writing. "

Aunt Qu Ni Madi's face is still gloomy. It is obvious that she is very dissatisfied with the handling of the Tianyu Sizuo, but she is also aware of the dark disputes between the three temples, and knows that the ruling Si cavalry and Tianyu are involved. The Secretary was definitely not too partial, so he remained silent, looking up indifferently waiting for an apology.

Listening to the final advice given by Lord Sizuo Tianyu, the monks at the White Tower Temple did not know what they thought, but like the disciples of the Southern Jin Jiange, they all thought that the people of Tang Dynasty were close to Dahe Country, Ruomochi Disciple Yuan was bullied too much, and I was afraid that it would cause more disputes. Now that the people in Tang Ying are satisfied, they are relieved.

No one cares about the feelings of those Dahe country girls. They stand alone in a corner of the tent, still holding Xiujian in their hands, but their eyes are full of anger and confusion.

They thought beforehand that the temple could not be dealt with by the father, because the guardian army was originally the cavalry of the temple, but they didn't expect the temple to deal with it like this.

The result of Sizao's treatment is very gentle to anyone, but these girls from the south are gentle and determined, and they don't care about the gentleness at all, but the black and white behind the gentleness.

So they are angry.

However, facing the bright and majestic temple, facing the entire world of practice, facing the reality that everyone in the agenda is relieved, what can they do? Do you really want to bow your head to apologize to that old woman?

So they are confused.

Zhu Zhihua and all the disciples of Mochi Garden turned their heads and looked at Moshan Mountain, who was sitting quietly in the chair.

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Mo Shanshan stood up slowly, there was no trace of emotion on his clear and indifferent face, and his red and thin lips were pressed into a straight line, which looked exceptionally strong, and formed a sharp contrast with the soft black hair.

The dress was pouring down like flowing water. She stood in the flowing water, looking at the big figures above, shaking her head and saying calmly: "Master Sizu, I don't accept this result."

At this time, many people were watching her, wondering what kind of attitude she would make. According to the rumors of the bookworm’s temperament, people were not very worried, but they did not expect that the rumors of the bookworm seemed to be in front of them. This real bookworm vaguely changed a lot, and her response was so simple and harsh.

There was no heated debate, and no angry accusations. From the beginning of the meeting, she had been silent. She was silent until the temple had the final result, and then softly said that I would not accept it.

Since I don’t accept it, everything else just waits if it didn’t happen.

Tianyu Sisi's expression changed slightly, and his body leaned forward slightly to look at Mo Shanshan not far away. Bai Ruoyinxue's hair and beard slowly released a pressure. He has been waiting for the bookworm to express his attitude. However, she had never had an attitude before. At this time, the parties had come to the conclusion to express her position. He could only think that this was a challenge to the dignity of the temple.

"Mountain Lord, this seat has always respected you, I really want to know what your attitude is."

Mo Shanshan calmly watched Si Zuo give a small salute, and said: "My attitude is not to accept. Neither I nor the teacher will accept the unfair treatment results."

"Why move Master Shusheng out, even if he is present today, the old man will say the same."

Qu Nimati stared at her white cheeks with a cold look, and asked with a gloomy tone: "The mountain lord has the courage not to accept the results of the temple's treatment. Could it be that the temple and me, an old woman, are acting unfairly? ?"

Old and hot, but shameless if you don’t die, I’m talking about this aunt. She herself is an extremely noble senior practitioner, but today she has twice forced the room for conversation into nothingness, a gloomy sentence like normal The cold sword pierced the opponent's heart.

Everyone in the room knows the disposition of the bookworm Qingyamu Ne, although her performance has surprised everyone, but at this time, Aunt Qu Nimati threw the temple in front of her, she should always Silence is.

But today's bookworm once again surprised everyone.

Mo Shanshan looked at the old woman expressionlessly, and said calmly: "You were unfair in your dealings."

Countless air-conditioning sounds were heard in the tent.

Tianyu Si Sizuo looked at her quietly and said: "Mountain Lord, if there is no evidence, you can't accuse the temple of unfairness. I don't want to repair the book to Mogan Mountain. Please be cautious."

Mo Shanshan's eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes strayed, as if looking into the distance, and he said: "What I don't understand is why the words that I and the Mochiyuan colleagues said are not evidence, so why are what they said is evidence? "

There was silence in the tent. The bookworm’s words pointed directly at the people’s hearts and pointed out the most fundamental problem of today’s matter. However, whether words can become evidence has never been related to the degree of credibility. It has to do with who is speaking. The effectiveness of rich men and beggars speaking in court is always different. It is the same in the world, so how?

Qu Nimadi laughed suddenly, the laughter was hoarse and old, and when the laughter gradually subsided, she looked at Mo Shanshan not far away, and said with pride, contempt and mockery: "Who in the world would believe, My Dian Nimati also tells lies?"

It's not who would believe it, but who would dare to believe it.

After being silent for a moment, Sizuo Tianyu looked at the disciples from various countries and asked, "Does anyone know where the horse thieves came from? Did any sect disciple pass by that meadow that day?"

No one answered, because no other practitioners passed the meadow that day. As for the horse thieves, there may be people who escaped by chance, but how to find them in the wild wilderness?

In the quiet discussion tent, Mo Shanshan lowered his head and looked at the toe of his shoes protruding from underneath his skirt. He was silent for a long time, thinking about what someone in the carriage had said to him. Words about tigers and rabbits, tigers and tigers.

"I can accept the punishment of the temple, but I can't accept the argument that the commander of the temple cavalry said that my disciples of Mochiyuan were incompetent and cowardly fighting, and even the horse thieves dared not fight."

"I have been thinking before, how can I prove my courage and ability."

She flicked her fingertips, drew a very small saber from Jue Zhihua’s waist, looked at the commander of the temple cavalry named Chen Bachi with a blank face, and said: "Although you are also Dong Xuan Practitioner in the realm, but I will not be boring enough to challenge you, because you are not qualified, so you don’t have to worry."

Mo Shanshan's gaze shifted slightly, falling on Qu Nimadi's ugly old face that looked like a paddy field after a drought, and calmly said: "Mo Chiyuan disciple Mo Shanshan, please enlighten me."

At the point where the voice fell, she put the small sabre across her palm, with the front edge down, and the wrist was forced to cut it.

"Wait!"

Tianyu Sisi and General Tang Guoshu were shocked and stood up to stop them.

Dahe Country was deeply influenced by Tang Feng. Even in duels, he used the rules of Chang'an City. Cutting sleeves is an invitation to a duel, and cutting palms is an endless duel of life and death!

The reaction of the people in the tent was a little slower than those of the two big men. After seeing the intention of her action later, they also stood up in shock collectively with the sound of a chair and stool collapsing.

Mo Shanshan issued a duel invitation to Aunt Qu Nimadi, and it was a death fight!

As we all know, one of the most famous three idiots in the world among the younger generation of practitioners in Mo Shanshan is a master of the upper realm of Dongxuan. related. But the object of her challenge today is the long-established Buddhist aunt Qu Ni Madi!

Although she is a bookworm, no one is optimistic that she can defeat the predecessors who have had decades of vigorous cultivation.

So everyone feels that bookworms are particularly beautiful today because of that will, and the beauty is thrilling.

Qu Nimati looked at this younger man coldly, standing up slowly with her as thin as an old tree's hand supporting the chair.

Tianyu Sisi looked at Mo Shanshan and furiously reprimanded: "What are you fooling around! Don't hurry up and take the knife away!"

Mo Shanshan didn't seem to hear what he was talking about at all, and his right hand holding the handle of the knife used a little force.

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There was a chaotic sound outside the agenda, extremely noisy.

The curtain was lifted, and when Ning Que walked in with the **** horse, what he saw was Mo Shanshan holding a knife horizontally in his palm. He was taken aback and ignored the fact that there were so many people in the account. He shouted angrily: "What are you fooling around! Don't take the knife quickly."

Mo Shanshan looked at him in the distance, slowly put down the knife in his hand, and said softly: "Apart from this method, I can't think of any other way to wash away the grievances of the dead fellow, because he is dead and will never Speak, and no one seems to listen to what I say."

There is no expression on her face, calmly as if she was talking about a short story in the parents.

However, in Ning Que's eyes, the girl standing alone was so fragile and sad.

The fragile sadness that only he can see.

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Everyone in the field followed Mo Shanshan's gaze and looked towards the curtain.

Their eyes were full of curiosity and surprise when they looked at Ning Que. Tianyu Sizuo couldn't stop the bookworm, but this person said exactly the same sentence as Master Sizuo, and the bookworm obediently took the knife.

Next, the people in the tent noticed the trust in the calm eyes of the bookworms, and noticed the emotion of dependence hidden in the suddenly bright eyes of the Dahe country girls, only to realize that they seem to be accustomed to pin their hopes on this. The young man couldn't help but wonder more.

When people saw the big dark horse he was holding in his hand, they were shocked and speechless when they thought of the scenes on the racetrack yesterday, and they all wondered in their hearts, who is this young man?

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