The breeze blew up the morning of Taohai Town. The quiet town seemed a little different today. There were fewer pedestrians on the street, but there were more people in the restaurant. It was strange that at least there were many people coming out to have lunch at noon, but today it seemed different.

However, on the road from the entrance of the town to the head of the town, there were many people standing guard there. Judging from their assembly, it should not be the patrol team of Taohai Town, but the army of Taohai Town. There are not many people, but from various places, they choose bá                                                                                            

Without the army, any country or region needs to have one eye open while sleeping.

The gate of the mayor's house was already open, and it seemed that he was waiting for someone. At the door was a tycoon in good clothes and Wang Liancheng, especially the tycoon. He might think that things are different today, but he was very rare not to laugh, but looked very quiet.

There are many people busy in the kitchen, including Mo Xiaoyu, Ye Xiao, Dai Jinfeng, and even a few barbecue experts on the grassland.

Today’s dishes are simple and simple, not simple, nor simple.

Braised pork, large grilled steak, roasted lamb, casserole tofu, shallot mixed with tofu, green bird chicken {call flower chicken}, stewed lamb tendons, garlic beef, white rice, naan bread, and bone soup.

It’s such a simple thing, just the vegetables floating in the bone soup, which makes people unable to help swallowing. In the current weather, you are dreaming about eating these things.

There are also unique juices and spirits from Songzhou, which are all among them.

The place where the banquet was held was in the conference hall. It was already very clean at this time, but Yuan Yi and others cleaned it carefully over and over again, because today's affairs may determine the direction of Taohai Town in the next few years.

Ye Tan was still reading books in the study, and he was not in the mood to go out now, but the news came slowly from his side. Not only Cheng Xuanying and others, but also the Zoroastrianism in the Western Regions had also come. This Zoroastrianism should be the Ming Cult later.

When people come, sometimes they may just be just to wait and see, but once the other party discovers the benefits, they will start to change their minds.

Over the years, Ye Tan thought that Zoroastrians had never been to the Central Plains, because in Songzhou, he had received a lot of news from Taoism and Buddhism, saying that they were willing to give in order to establish this Taoist temple, but they had never met people from outside religions, which was very strange.

Sure enough, people always know something at some point and do it.

When the spring sunshine had reached the highest point, the street suddenly became much quieter. At the same time, the first ones came out were Cheng Xuanying and Taoist Master Meiyu. Their clothes were actually covered with gold wire on their purple robes, which looked so rich. In addition, Cheng Xuanying was quite handsome, and Taoist Master Meiyu had white hair. This combination felt very fairy-like.

The disciples behind them also lined up and walked towards here step by step. When they arrived at the door, Cheng Xuanying waved his hand and the disciples behind him handed over a greeting book, which turned out to be lace in golden silk. At the same time, they said loudly, "Cheng Xuanying, Qingniu Temple in Chang'an, pays homage to the mayor of Taohai Town."

Wang Liancheng took the thing and took a look. He didn't know if he understood it. Anyway, he couldn't read it, so he shouted, "Chang'an Qingniu Guancheng Xuanying greeted the mayor of Taohai Town."

"Please." Ye Biao was wearing a very warm yellow cloth dress, which was a bit like a literati and a poet, but it seemed out of place because he was really too strong and this dress was a bit small.

Cheng Xuanying nodded and followed him to the conference hall. There was no one else in the conference hall. Only Dai Jinfeng was wearing a simple but intellectual white dress with an orchid embroidered on it. Although most of the white space was left, it set off her temperament very well. At the same time, she followed the hair on both sides, and was not the kind of pan-head. Because Ye Tan didn't like it and felt it was shattered, she still had simple bangs, just side-parted. Her face was like nephrite, her long eyelashes, and her eyes were clear and full of spirituality.

Guide Cheng Xuanying and Taoist Magistrate Meiyu to sit in the front position on his right hand. As for his men, just stay honestly.

As soon as Cheng Xuanying sat down, Mo Xiaoyu served tea. The faint tea fragrance and milky white tea bowls were obvious. They knew that they were not ordinary people. Most people should not be qualified to use and appreciate them, which made them much more comfortable.

Just as they sat down, a voice sounded again at the door, "Master Fukuo-yuan and Zen Master Yuanzhen arrived."

Then after a while, he saw Master Fuyuan and Yuanzhen walking in, followed by seven or eight monks. They all seemed to be powerful by Kong Wu. They would definitely not be the ones who ate vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name, but instead looked like a group of martial arts people with tempers.

They also took the seat and served tea.

The two of them sat there, and the moment they looked at each other did not seem to be trying to make peace, but seemed to be trying to find something.

Unfortunately, they were not given much time outside, and soon, a voice came, "Master Kurama, the Snow Mountain Snow Wheel Temple, arrived."

Then one of the heads was bald, but had braids, dark complexion, eyes like an abyss, smelly sheepskin, smelly sheepskin, and a monk with unknown animal skin walked in, followed by a group of people with upside down hats. The characteristic of these people is that their skin is very dark, and their eyes are like dark circles. One of the fat men looked more than 300 pounds, holding a golden pestle in his hand, and his head was very big. Although it was not tall, it was just because they were too fat.

He should have been able to sit down, but the chair might not be able to withstand it, so he stood beside Kurama with a golden pestle in his hand, his eyes dull and a little idiotic. There was a man behind him who looked a bit similar to Ye Biao, with a burly man with only a small gray layer of hair and his eyes were like lightning. He followed him quietly, without talking much, but judging from his thorny clothes on such a cold day, this man's external skills are good.

Cheng Xuanying and Master Fuyuan looked at each other, but they didn't expect that people would come to such places above Tubo, which shows that they are different. Moreover, the Xuelun Temple in Daxue Mountain is not a barren mountain, but is said to have been created by a former monk. It is said to have only been seventy years, but in fact it has a history of hundreds of years.

Although Buddhism has not been completely spread to Tubo, it has already become a shadow after all, and this temple is probably a combination of Bon and Buddhism. After all, it is not easy for a sect to enter a place.

"Hasan, the right protector of Persian Manichaeism, arrived."

As soon as this sentence came out, they saw a blond man wearing a red cloak and walked in. The man was very tall, but unfortunately his clothes seemed to wrap around his neck and looked very bloated, but no one thought he was fat, because his golden beard could tell at a glance that it was true, his eyes were like golden light, and his face was smiling, as if he had brought waves of light to this small place.

There were also some people following him. The men were handsome, blonde, blue-eyed, serious, and knight's sword on their waists. The women were all wearing veils, with skin that was better than snow, tall and graceful, and seemed to have endless charm, but because of this, they looked particularly solemn.

The woman at the front has a particularly good figure, at least about 1.7 meters away. She was wearing a purple hollow dress that seemed to be shining. A purple shawl gently pressed her shoulders to cover the leaking place. The black and beautiful long hair was divided into two parts, with small braids on both sides. There were clever bells on the braids, and purple glows were shining, while the middle position was combed to the back carefully, making it look solemn.

Although the weather was a little cold and she could not see her face at all, from her neck, she could see that the woman's skin was as white as snow, shining like cream, and her eyes were not black, but a bit of Western gold and green, like a Persian cat, exuding a strange and holy light.

If it were in Chang'an, some people might be interested in buying such a guitar, but as long as such a woman stands there, she is like a strange flower, saying it is a white lotus or a black poppy, anyway, it will make people unconsciously unable to control her wanting to see her, and she seems to be disdainful of everything and stands there quietly, with a strong aura.

Hassan sat there under the guidance of Dai Jinfeng, and then another sound sounded at the door, but the sound made everyone frown.

"The arrival of Yu from Longxi family in the Great Tang Dynasty."

Then He Yuzhi, who had met Ye Tan last night, walked in. Looking at the empty table and the messy people, he frowned and found a place to sit down.

This person actually came again. It seems that Ye Tan did not teach them enough lessons last night, but now is not the time.

"Han Zhe, a disciple under the throne of the White Stone Palace, has arrived."

Then a gentleman looked like a gentleman, holding a Yu Ruyi made of unknown material, followed by four strong men who kept drooling, slightly bald, but they were holding iron chains, about the thickness of their arms, but they seemed to feel like they were lifting lightly.

"Yellow Turbans."

Cheng Xuanying and Master Fuyuan looked at each other, their faces changed slightly, and they couldn't help but say such a word appeared in their hearts, because such people had appeared several times in history, which was not a good thing. The first time they were planning to kill Qin Shihuang. It was said that it was Zhang Liang who did it. The second time was Jin Bi, a general of Wei State, who was smashed into minced meat with an iron cone at the banquet, and then it seemed to disappear. However, as long as they appeared, there would be a lot of blood and storms. Although Buddhism and Taoist sects often had this kind of thing because of the competition for information, and there were also murderous scenes, they were not as cruel as they did.

Many times, many things are not scary in themselves, but what is scary is the kind of shock. Once they are there, they will be very scary.

However, Han Zhe and Ye Tan are old acquaintances and have seen each other before, so he smiled and found a place to sit down, then looked at the empty seat opposite, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A gentle and elegant person with a strange smile on his face, and a strong man like an idiot behind him, if you see such a painting, it feels really different.

The conference hall seemed to be crowded a lot all of a sudden. Dai Jinfeng saw this group of people and her forehead was sweating. These people didn't look like they were kind-hearted. If something happened, no one could protect them.

Because she found that she knew too little about Ye Tan, the weakest among these people might be He Yuzhi and the others, but even so, it was not something that the old white monster could provoke. At this time, she realized how powerful and capable the one she knew was.

However, since Han Zhe and others came, the surroundings have suddenly become much quieter, and then there are no one else behind them.

Everyone looked at each other without saying a word. Only Li Yusen followed He Yuzhi with a solemn expression. He knew that these people came here not to celebrate something, but to snatch some things. There were not many of these things, and his previous behavior was a bit rude. He wanted to impose his identities and some strange ideas on Ye Tan for the sake of the three sheep. They really thought too much. If He Yuzhi wanted to appear here last night because Ye Tan was in a good mood last night, it would be a dream. Even if they could come back today, it was because Ye Tan was not concerned. Otherwise, the consequences would be worrying, but he and others would have to come.

Just like this, after a while, everyone was drinking tea, whether they liked it or not, they pretended to behave. Ye Biao stood beside Ye Tan's position, without saying a word. Although a dress of dissatisfied clothes hung on him was a bit alternative, it still made people dare not look down on him. He was not as terrifying or surprising as those behind Han Che, but it still made people understand what kind of person he was.

"Young Master is here."

After a while, just when everyone was about to ask Ye Tan when he came, a crisp sound came. Then he saw Ye Tan wearing a simple single-clothed dress walking in from behind with his hair hanging down casually. Then he looked up at the people present, sat down with a smile, "Are you hungry?"

Everyone's mood is unbalanced for such a child. Why didn't you say it directly? Instead, you stared at him. If it were ordinary people, you would have been feeling unwell for a long time. But Ye Tan is not an ordinary person, he is the master here, so how could he be scared by these people?

"It seems that we are not hungry. Since we are not hungry, why don't we talk first?"

"Haha, you call me Young Master, right?" Han Zhe gently stroked the piece of jade in his hand. The golden material made it look very attractive under the light, like a warm beauty, making people unable to help pull it into their arms.

"Oh? It's you, why are you here? There's no food at home?"
Chapter completed!