The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 90: In the mountains, we are tired of each other outside the city.

　　Went alone to Beimang Chapter 90, the mountains in the mountains are tired outside the city, outside the city 　[Update time]2013-05-1818:00:04[Word count]5073

　　 The corners of the women's eyes and eyebrows are all flattering, just pretending to be pitiful, timid, and not eager to rush into the arms of the negative scholar.

　　

　　"The trail-cutting thief, but the king of the mountain?"

　　

　　"Wrong, I'm just a young man, who snatched a woman from the mountain king and went back to be the wife of the village. If you have done this, you can turn from a young man to a big one."

　　

　　"Then you even hugged Mrs. Shanzhai? What's more, in the wilderness here, even if the strong men do to the young women, they should not call the earth and the earth ineffective."

　　

　　"That’s right. But if you’re a Mrs. Shanzhai, I’m going to be chopped off my head when I tell King Shanzhai? Humph! The little lady is going to talk nonsense and mess up my mind, even though I am An unknown man, but he has the ambition to be the king of the mountain. Even if you are a prodigal woman and are willing to sit on the ground with me, I will definitely not do it."

　　

　　 "Bah, you dare to molest me, my son will slash you to death when he listens."

　　

　　"Who is your son? I have both swordsmanship and sword skills. I am so skilled? Besides, your son is definitely not as suave as me."

　　

　　"Little thief, a frog at the bottom of the well, how can you know that my son is good."

　　

　　 "I am not a frog at the bottom of a well, but a mountain toad blocking the way! Little lady, you can insult your appearance, don't insult the thieves below!"

　　

　　"Hey, my son said, he made up his mind to repair the pigsty on the ridge, so that the fat and water will not flow to the outsiders' fields. But why hasn't he eaten me until today? It's weird."

　　

　　"Your son deserves to be a gentleman, I admire it very much!"

　　

　　 The moon is bright and the wind is high, it is a good night of murder, or it is a lonely man and woman. It must be a boring couple of men and women to make homework on the dirt road in the middle of the night.

　　

　　 After finishing talking, the woman in Jinyi finally flew into Xu Fengnian's arms like a butterfly.

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian hugged her soft figure, sniffed hard, closed his eyes and reveled: "You smell it, it's still the most delicious. It's more fragrant than seeing a piece of fragrant roasted sweet potato when I am hungry and faint."

　　

　　The woman hugged him tightly, pressed against his chest, as if she couldn't wait to rub herself into his body, and muttered: "The slave is originally called a sweet potato."

　　

　　 This pair of young masters and servants walked out of Beiliang almost at the same time. At this time, it seemed that the scene of a reunion in another country was warm. Who knows the thrilling and thrilling journey that belongs to each? With the people who care, always smile at each other.

　　

　　 "Sweet potato, let go, you can hold me back."

　　

　　"My son, you are now a master, master, master."

　　

　　" Then let go, I always hold in such a decent way."

　　

　　 "Yeah, son, you have one more sword. Show it to the servants? If you need to wipe the sword, let the servants do it."

　　

　　 "Look for a fight, don't be a monster, let go."

　　

　　"My son, when I came back from my last trip, in Wutong Yard, you said that you are bragging about some powerful swordsmen, and you cut the beauty with a sword under your hip. Isn’t it this sword?"

　　

　　 "Can some rules work?"

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian couldn't laugh or cry, slapped her **** with a slight force, broke free from the arms of the beauty, glared, and saw her face blushing strangely, licking aphrodisiac.

　　

　　 looked at each other in pairs, Xu Fengnian pinched her nose and smiled: "Why are you here? What are you doing in Shenmen Cottage?"

　　

　　 is the first-class maid of Wutongyuan Sweet Potato, her eyes are bitter and bitter, and she says clearly: "I miss the son."

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian was about to fight. She leaned over and looked like Renjun was picking. Xu Fengnian frowned, sweet potato smiled, and blew a whistle. A horse ran over and took the rein, she said sternly "The slave and maid left Beiliang a few days later than the son. There is the layout of the palace in Dunhuang City. This thatched cottage is involved. The original intention was to give a beating. Headed by Shen Kaihe, privately close to the orange state and hold the festival Murong Bao. Ding’s forces did not expect the son to be so powerful that he killed the thatched cottage people on their backs, and even Shen Zhi was slaughtered. The slave and maid just happened to pull out a nail inserted by Zhu Wei'an, and afterwards made a blindfold to keep up with the first place. The master Shen Shuihu said that he was Murong Baoding’s spy. The slave girl promised him that Dunhuang City would carry the black pot, betting that he would not dare to take the initiative to bring this up to Murong Baoding. During this time, the slave girl would imitate the man who caught the dragonfly. His handwriting, sending some secret letters that are true to the truth, will not be exposed for the time being. At least wait until your Royal Highness leaves Jinxi Prefecture, and the butterfly-catching lady who is three hundred miles away will know the consequences. With better luck, I am afraid that Your Royal Highness will return to Beiliang. No clues have been revealed to those people."

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian turned on his horse, bent down and stretched out to pull up the sweet potato, hugging her slender waist, resting his head on the round shoulders of the maid, and frowning: "What if it leaks?"

　　

　　 She calmly said: "It's okay, let the sweet potato follow the vines and touch melons, kill more than a dozen flycatchers and butterfly women in one fell swoop, and mess up their positions. They can't keep track of the palace, and they will only be led by slaves. The nose goes."

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian was silent.

　　

　　Even Beiliang King Xu Xiao praised her for having an exquisite sweet potato and said softly: "My son, sweet potato is a dead man. If you don't die, what you do when you live, isn't it just to help the master kill?"

　　

　　Xu Fengyoung bit her earlobe lightly and ordered: "Don't say that, let alone do this!"

　　

　　 She trembled and leaned back.

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian, who can be said to be sitting still, asked: "In these years, you have left the palace every three and five trips, and are all running to the Beimang Dunhuang city?"

　　

　　 Sweet potato is cute and gentle. There are many maids in Wutongyuan, Yingying and Yanyan, each has its own merits, and they are all first-class young women with strong roots. Let’s not talk about the daughter of the gun fairy king, the blue bird, the green ant is on the chess scale. The small national player of China only lost to the second sister Xu Weixiong. Xu Fengnian has been a defeated player for many years, is good at five-character quatrains, and has a strong poetic style. The maid, who was renamed Cucumber, has excellent musical skills and excellent cooking. The homemade pastries are comparable to court chefs. In addition, the Northern Liang Palace is rich in wealth. It allows so many women to gather in a courtyard and carry one out at random. Can make Beiliang scholars obsessed with magic. The sweet potato is undoubtedly the most interesting one. The blue bird, who is also a big maid, is cold-tempered and difficult to approach. The sweet potato should be too soft. No one does not like it, takes the overall situation into consideration, and grasps the heart of the people. The yard can be harmonious. Indispensable, Xu Xiao said that she could go to the palace to be an invincible empress, which is really not absurd.

　　

　　 She is charming on her face, and cold in her bones. Xu Fengnian has been close to her since she was a child. She is only a man of indifferent nature, so she can only be intimate with the gophers in the winter.

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian asked curiously: "According to you, do you have another identity in Dunhuang City?"

　　

　　 The sweet potato put his hands on the arms around the waist, nodded and said: "Naturally, different forces in Dunhuang city are entangled, intertwined, and very complicated. The slaves and maids entered early. At that time, the city of Dunhuang did not meet the green and yellow, and it was turbulent, which made me feel uneasy. Take advantage of the sky. As far as the slaves and maids know, there are no fewer than eight big mountains. Among them, except for the three factions accumulated by the two generations of Dunhuang city, they are three-legged. It can be regarded as an intrigue on the bright side. The son also knows that the Northern Manzi school Our dynasty battles of wits are a bit nondescript, but there are scenes of brave battles, which are very interesting.

　　

　　 Excluding the two stocks supported by Murong Baoding and Jinxi Zhou during the festival, the ninth supplementary platform in Beimang’s top ten sects is based in Dunhuang City. It is a veteran of the city and doesn’t participate much in battles. Never do things like getting chestnuts out of fire. The other two forces are entangled by wealthy merchants. Their actions are particularly slippery and should not be underestimated. Merchants seek profit, fish in troubled waters, and are the best in the world. "

　　

　　Xu Fengnian said with emotion: "There are really many doorways."

　　

　　 The sweet potato leaned against that chest, closed the bewitching long eyes of Qiushui, and whispered: "Recently, the servant only heard that there was a disciple of Cao Guanzi on the grassland, which defeated the arrogance of Tuoba Chunyan. , You know it's the son."

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian rubbed her green silk and smiled: "You and me are like a frog meeting a frog in a frying pan, brothers and sisters."

　　

　　 sweet potato greasy voice: "The slave and maid are a woman."

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian didn’t use this accent. He thought of Zhongyi Village and felt a lot of feelings. He smiled and said: "I have been staying in Liuyi Mountain these days, and I met a descendant of the Han family, and encouraged him to go to Jizhou, Sweet Potato, If you have time, send a message back to Beiliang and ask my master to go and play chess. He is good at this."

　　

　　 Sweet Potato nodded and said: "Okay. Just do this when you get to Dunhuang City, and make sure that there will be no mistakes."

　　

　　Xu Feng said in a young voice: "My master has always regarded Go as a wild fox Zen. I don’t think it is right. I don’t really think it too much. He said that the movement of chess pieces seems cumbersome, but it is far inferior to the repeated unpredictability of people’s hearts. Angry, after all, black is still black, and white is still white. The color can’t be changed no matter what, but a person can reverse black and white. Loyalty and kindness are not worth mentioning. I didn’t think it was just the master’s own chess skills. I'm not good enough, even my second sister can't win, so I made excuses like this. Looking back now, I understand Master's good intentions. I used to watch the small ripples or the rise and fall of the water in the shade of the palace’s house. It’s just like watching a show, and if you don’t walk around in person, maybe the old foxes hide too deeply, so that I can't really see it. In Liuyi Mountain, a small Zhongyi Village, look at the actions of those masters, it’s a little bit different. Obviously. Sweet potatoes, does this count as my master said to cut small cuts and make big essays?"

　　

　　 Sweet Potato stroked the back of Xu Fengnian’s cross-fingered hand, and laughed softly: "The son is getting better and better."

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian was about to teach her grand maid, she suddenly turned her head, raised her pointed chin, with a fox-like face, no spring, and said: "My son, it's not sweet potatoes, but those who have not seen it for a few years. Even for those who have not even died for decades, you have to read them well."

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian nodded and said: "I wrote it down."

　　

　　 This message is passed on by human lives and blood. On the battlefield is a scout horse fence, and in the shadows are spies, and the latter is even more silent where thunder thunders.

　　

　　"Sweet potato, this horse is good, is it a famous horse from Beimang?"

　　

　　"It's riding a night jade lion. A horse can be worth fifty taels of gold."

　　

　　 "You rode from Dunhuang City? What kind of identity, so magnificent."

　　

　　 "The son will know when he arrives."

　　

　　 "Don't tell me? I scratched your armpit."

　　

　　 "My son, don't!"

　　

　　 "Huh? If you say you don't want it, don't do it. Who is the son and who is the maid?"

　　

　　 was playing and making trouble, and didn’t find a place to rest. He rode horses galloping in the starry night, and arrived in a small town with no walls in the early morning. The sweet potato, who slept in Xu Fengnian’s arms, continued to shrink his head so that no one would see her. The troubled face.

Stopped and rested in an inn, paid the money, and left within an hour. The shopkeeper and the guy who had lost their souls by the sweet potato cheeks looked at their backs, beat their chests and their feet, this **** scholar, picked it up. A beautiful flower! The shopkeeper and the guy suddenly recovered. The latter took the first step and ran to the inn room where the man and woman were staying, hurrying around. What can you do in one hour? As long as it's an open-minded man, you can use your **** to know it! Smell the scent of the quilt, it would be a blessing if it was scented. The shopkeeper violently grabbed the man’s collar and screamed, drove off to do decent work, and rushed into the house by himself. The result was that the quilt was neat and clean and wicked. He threw himself into the big bed and didn’t smell the fragrance of the woman’s body. The middle-aged bald man at the shopkeeper was once again lost in despair. I’ll be happy once, and it’s worth ten years less!"

　　

　　 The so-called horse travels thousands of miles every day, as far as a single horse is concerned, this is absolutely impossible. A military horse needs to brush its nose every thirty miles. Moreover, even if the horse is not hesitated to run to death, unless it is the Liyang Dynasty Station stretches If there is an emergency military situation, the stagecoach needs 800 li to expedite. It is also based on the premise of a change of tens of li. It is possible to reach the almost limit of the daily trip of 800 li. During the Spring and Autumn Wars, there was a day trip. It is a rare example of sending a letter in nine hundred miles, but during that widely circulated delivery, a dozen of inns were ignored and two valuable horses ran to death. This horse with excellent leg strength and endurance riding Zhao Yeyu lion, although not in a hurry, did not stay very much. It took three days and three nights to see the huge wall of Dunhuang City.

　　

　　 When it was just breaking dawn, the city of Dunhuang was strictly forbidden at night. At this time, the city was not opened yet. Sweet Potato asked if he wanted to take a look at Caiji Buddhist Caves outside Dunhuang.

　　

　　Caiji Cave has more than 26,000 statues such as the Big Buddha, Bodhisattva, Heaven, and Flying Immortal.

　　

　　Different from many religious places, Caiji Buddhist Caves are not built on the mountain, and the mountain is not taller. It just rises on the ground, or digs the mountain and sculpts, so that visitors and believers can go to the top of Caiji Mountain to enjoy the scene. The main Buddha was only made by carving a mountain, so there is no need to talk about climbing.

　　

The main Buddha of 　　 Caiji Grottoes is the three third Buddhas sitting on the platform of Xumi, the middle one is up to sixty-six meters tall, the face is rich and solemn, and the stone road robes hang diagonally in front of the seat, more than forty on both sides There are bodhisattvas on the left and right sides of the zhang zhang, and at the end of each side are eight Ji Le Tian.

　　

　　 Seeing the towering Buddha statue from a distance, Sweet Potato smiled and said: “There are eighty-one lotus flowers behind the Lord Buddha, and on each lotus flower sits an offering bodhisattva. There are many Buddhist believers in Beimang. Almost all of the eleven bodhisattvas were divided up by powerful figures, and the incense is flourishing. I am afraid that even the two Zen temples are not comparable. Among them, more than a dozen big bodhisattvas, not to mention the rich and powerful people in Dunhuang, are even one of the few on the grassland. If you’re very vigilant, you have to weigh your weight and take the initiative to give up the idea of ​​contention."

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian smiled and looked up.

　　

　　The Lord Buddha applied the seal of fearlessness.

　　

　　The algae well on the top of the cave is a large shallow-marked lotus that is obviously carved with a round knife in the Southern Tang Dynasty, which impressed Xu Fengnian deeply. There were hundreds of flying, light, and demeanor.

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian lowered his head and folded his hands together.

　　

　　 Beimang Liyang and the next two dynasties will unfold the mighty extinction of the Buddha without accident, and Xu Fengnian will still worship the Buddha.

　　

　　 Sweet Potato does not believe in Buddha, but he followed suit.

　　

　　 stopped for a long time, Xu Fengnian never said a word, turned and left, pulled on the rein of the horse, did not mount, and whispered softly: "You can watch and watch yourself, no one is there without me. Ask at this time that I am at home, knowing where I am naturally and at ease. Tathagata Buddha Buddha Tathagata, there is a future and there is a future, how to get this life, has come to see the Tathagata."

　　

　　 Sweet Potato smiled and said: "My son, this couplet is very suitable for the scene and very suitable."

　　

　　Xu Fengnian turned his head and smiled, and said with emotion: "It's not."

　　

　　Remembering something, Xu Fengnian said: "I ran into a monk this time, you definitely can't guess who it is."

　　

　　 The sweet potato is very beautiful and said: "The dragon tree monk, the host of the two Zen temples. The slaves know that he has come to Beimang. The son said that, it must be him. This Buddhism saint is indeed amazing, otherwise how to praise him All sentient beings are the only one who listens to Kunlun Lake. The Buddhist lion drinks, and teaches Penglai sea water to raise huge waves."

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian looked melancholy.

　　

　　 She covered her mouth and smiled.

　　

　　 She stepped back a few steps, pointed to the top of the mountain, and said softly: "I just got the news that the female emperor will ask the Chinese teacher Qilin to build a Taoist temple on Caiji Mountain."

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian said to himself: "Are you bored with the two phases of Buddhism and Taoism in the mountains?"

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian is far away from Caiji Wanfo Grottoes, mounts with her, gallops towards Dunhuang City, Sweet Potato asks: "Master, Buddhism says six ways of reincarnation, do they really exist?"

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian said calmly: "If you believe it, there will be~IndoMTL.com~If you don't believe it, there will be nothing."

　　

　　 She hesitated, then looked back.

　　

　　 was destined to die when she was born. She always wanted to give her body to the son, so she died willingly. If you die earlier, if you really have reincarnation, then you should pay close attention to the faithful Buddha in this life, and be a better-looking woman after reincarnation. Maybe you can still meet him.

　　

　　 She didn't want to live until she was old and yellow, and she was too ugly to live until the day when she was wrinkled.

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian suddenly said: "Sweet potato, I will have a daughter in the future, no matter which woman it is, you will help her to dress her up, teach her to apply rouge, okay?"

　　

　　 She blinked her eyes, blushing and asked: "But I'm just a worthless maid."

　　

　　 Xu Fengnian said in a deep voice: "I am a man, and you are a woman. It's that simple. Besides, if you are not worth anything, I don't want to beat you."

　　

　　 Sweet Potato lowered his head, then looked up at him madly.

　　

　　Outside the city, the son-in-law and the maid are happy together?

　　

　　 He continued: "You have to promise, I will bully you when I get into the city. Don't talk about beating, I will eat you up!"

　　

　　 "Really?"

　　

　　 "A gentleman can't chase a horse with a word."

　　

　　 "The son is a gentleman?"

　　

　　"If the villain says nothing, you won’t be able to turn your head back."

　　

　　 "The son is proud!"

　　

　　 "That is, go! Pick a big bed and roll the bed."