Chapter 323: The Shame Passing Through the Square, Jade Fingers
There are light clouds outside the wall and a gentle breeze beside the road.
Inside Houzai Gate is the West Market. Inside and outside the gate, there are ordinary people selling firewood, cloth, food and pulp, but they are not surprised. Liu Xiaomu chose this place to meet, and he had weighed it a lot.
Moreover, this gate is completely opposite to the northern suburbs. From this gate, Dingding Gate and Changxia Gate, most of the people entering the city are merchants from the west and villagers from the southern suburbs who come to exchange for daily expenses. Taiwei Palace's armored guards are also good.
, the public gate guard and the city guard, how could they have expected that the Zoroastrian saint not only made a long detour, but also dressed up in disguise to enter the city through this gate.
The young novice Tan Ming exclaimed, feeling that it was inappropriate, and hurriedly waved his hands and defended: "Master Immortal, calm down! I have no other meaning, I just feel that the appearance of Immortal Master... is somewhat different from the cave statues and paintings. It is not the same as the appearance of the immortal."
The shape of dust..."
Liu Xiaomu, who looked like a village woman, turned around, rolled her eyes, and couldn't help laughing: "It turns out that young monks can also judge people by their appearance! My aunt thought that after you practice Buddhism, your six roots will be pure, your mind will be clear, and you will see all appearances.
There will never be confusion about beauties or the difference between beauty and ugliness. Today, it seems that I have not yet fully understood it!"
Tan Ming's face turned red and he was speechless, but he couldn't answer a single sentence. The meaning of sutras and precepts are always easier said than done. If everyone can keep their mind and be self-restrained, wouldn't everyone be able to achieve enlightenment and become a Buddha?
Liu Xiaomu ignored him and looked east again. After a while, she heard her chuckle and murmur to herself: "Here we come!"
Tan Ming looked where her eyes were pointing, and saw two small dots undulating between the grass and trees in the far distance, running towards here. When they got a little closer, they could be vaguely discerned.
They were a pair of young men and women, both with torn robes and unkempt faces. They looked even more poor than the village woman. However, although the girl had freckles on her face and several pimples on her mouth and cheeks, she had a high nose bridge.
He is tall and has deep-set eye sockets, showing some characteristics of a foreigner.
The young man had an ordinary appearance, with sweat stains on his face. He also carried a load of firewood on his shoulders. After gathering enough, he said politely: "Miss Xiaomu, don't be surprised! I just passed by Yishui, and Xiaoman was washing and dressing up, so I took care of him.
We only had some firewood, so we were delayed a bit."
But Liu Xiaomu teased: "No need to explain. Young men and women rarely go out together in the countryside. They are just talking about heaven and earth, and they are in love with each other. What is there to blame?"
Saint Xiaoman was teased by the saint, and her ears burned slightly, but she still subconsciously wanted to salute. However, Liu Xiaomu hit both wrists with an invisible force: "No need to be polite." Then he introduced to the two of them, "This is Tan.
The youngest son of the family, Qin Ming, is now studying Buddhism in Chonghua Temple. Just now, my aunt went to Yongtaifang and saw that although this young monk was not as skilled as others, he was brave enough, so she rescued him."
The young men and women saw a little novice monk suddenly appearing next to Liu Xiaomu. They were surprised and wanted to ask questions. However, she understood her thoughts and explained the whole story clearly in advance. Instead, they could no longer ask questions and all turned to Tan Ming.
Come and give me a kind look.
Liu Xiaomu pointed at the two people and continued to smile at Tan Ming: "This is Xiaoman, and that is Yang Shaoxia, you can call me brother and sister. Now that we have gathered together, we are going to the city to settle down. You, a monk like me,
With your bald robe and bald head, it’s hard not to stand out! Well, just ask Xiaoman to change your attire so that you won’t be recognized by the gangsters.”
Xiaoman immediately understood and took a pair of clothes and hats sewn from rough cloth that Liu Xiaomu took out from the Qiankun bag, and looked at Tan Ming. Then he tore it with his bare hands and cut it with a stone knife, and soon cut the handsome
The little novice monk turned into a gray-faced country boy with a pointed beard on his head.
The three of them gathered around and took a look, and they all felt that the painting styles matched each other, and there was nothing inconsistent. So Xiaoman took the basket of twisted silk, Liu Xiaomu led Tan Ming, and followed Yang Zhaoxi who was carrying firewood, and slowly walked into the thick wall.
Gate.
The four of them looked decent. They first entered the east gate of the West Market, walked around for a while, and then walked out from the north gate of the West Market. Then they avoided the thoroughfares and chose the streets, turning east and west, and walked on foot.
When passing by Guangli Square, Yang Zhaoxi couldn't help but think of a few days ago, when he and Monk Bujing visited Yingchuan Villa at night to rescue Cui Wan, met Xiaoman by chance and joined hands to defeat the enemy. So he took a few more glances into the square, but
I saw two dandy men in rich clothes and wretched looks walking out, swaying their shoulders and crotch, raising their heads and looking up. They looked familiar!
Yang Chaoxi raised the corner of his mouth, and he had obviously recognized the identity of the two people: one was Wang Jin's nephew, Wang Chuo, the aide of the Cui Mansion, and the other was Shao Qinggang, who had been beaten by him after being bitten by a dog in Nanshi.
I wonder what the two of them are going to do to bully men and dominate women after wandering here? With a slight twitch of his ears, he listened to the two people's contented words without missing a beat.
First, Wang Chuo smiled evilly and said: "Master Shao, I have followed you here today. It is indeed a worthwhile trip! Everyone says that the Zoroastrian 'saint' is extremely beautiful and unparalleled in beauty. When I see her today, she is indeed extraordinary!"
Shao Qinggang's nostrils turned to the sky, with a look of color on his face: "Huh! What does this mean? Mr. Yuan Er came here from Chang'an, and the Bodhisattvas and Silla maids raised in the mansion are countless. Those four 'saints'
If you can be favored by him, you will be a blessing in your previous life. Tsk! I just hope that Mr. Yuan Er will get tired of playing in a few days and transfer the prices of a few 'saints' to us. I will pick a pair at that time and you will receive it.
A pair, what a glimpse of exotic customs, haha, hahaha!"
Wang Chuo also laughed wildly along with him, and said in a flattering manner: "Young Master Shao has many friends, and I, Wang Chuo, can have a brother like you, which is also a blessing from my previous life. Today I got to know this Young Master Yuan Er again, and I want to get along with you in the future."
In Luoyang City, people should respect us more!"
Shao Qinggang said with a mixture of ruffianism and boldness: "Young Master Wang's words are obvious! I am in charge of the Taiwei Palace. In Luoyang City, which official can't shrink his neck and greet each other with a smile? Besides, in the past few days,
You rescued me in Nanshi on that day. This is a great kindness. I, Shao Qinggang, have long been regarded as your dead brother. I am blessed to share it with you, and my wife is with you, haha..."
Yang Chaoxi no longer wanted to listen to the dirty words that followed, but he saw Liu Xiaomu's pair of phoenix eyes looking at him, obviously hearing the words of the two of them. Suddenly he felt the "Chaoyin Bell" in his arms tremble slightly, and Liu Xiaomu's clear voice
, has already sounded in his mind: "Little Taoist, it seems that several Lily Guards dressed as 'saints' fell into the hands of Yuan Zhongwu. I think they were insulted, but their lives were not worried. I wonder if the little Taoist is willing
Don’t you want to come with me tonight and do another ‘hero saves the beauty’?”
Yang Zhaoxi knew that she meant to ridicule, so he could only rub his nose and said: "Please decide for yourself about your Zoroastrianism. Leader Long got the message and said that Wang Jin is trying to catch me everywhere. It's not enough to hide now, how dare you show your face again?"
Liu Xiaomu gave him a distant look, and the voice came out from the "Chaoyin Bell" again: "The little Taoist priest can't shrink, it's boring!"
The four of them walked through the streets, passing through Datong Square, through Chunfeng Square, through Chunhua Square, to Xiuxian Square, and out of Xuanfan Square... When they were about to go to Daohua Square, they saw a girl blocking the street.
With stern eyebrows and bright eyes: "Witch! Look at the sword!"
The sound follows the sword, and the sword sounds powerful!
The sword was like a silver sword, and without any explanation, it stabbed Liu Xiaomu.
Liu Xiaomu raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly: "Girl from the Qin family, you are decisive! It depends on whether your sword is effective or not."
As she spoke, she lightly probed and flicked her jade fingers! Her nails, painted in Phoenix red, were slightly longer and touched the ridge of the sword. Several sparks burst out, causing the sword to ring loudly!
The person who drew the sword was Qin Qing.
She had been following Liu Xiaomu all the way, but in the end she was thrown away in the streets like those chainmail guards. At that time, Qin Qing felt his blood rising, and his mind was filled with worry and resentment, as if he was going crazy.
Normally, I was wandering around Nanshi. I don’t know how long I had been running. Suddenly, at the east gate of Xuanfanfang, I saw that childish but very familiar little face! It wasn’t Tan Ming, but it was.
Who is it?
Immediately, I was so happy that I forgot to even call out. Just as I was about to go forward and hug him, I realized that the ugly woman beside me was holding one of Tan Ming's hands tightly. There was a hint of amusement in the woman's eyes.
, three parts mockery, three parts contempt and one part arrogance, he is an extraordinary person!
He had been searching for his brother to no avail before, but now he was just a stone's throw away. Tan Qing made an immediate decision to strike first, force the witch away, and then rescue Tan Ming.
Unexpectedly, this temptress was so powerful! Her pair of jade hands were stronger than copper and iron, but she dismissed her long sword with a wave of her hand. However, after the fight was over, she felt that the sword body was shaking violently, its mouth was numb, and it was almost impossible to hold it.
, to throw down the long sword.
"How dare you attack my aunt!"
Xiaoman also reacted and gave a clear shout. The short flail stick was already placed in the palm of his hand. The stick quickly passed around the neck, shoulders, armpits, etc., and the shadows were heavy, spinning like a wheel!
Tan Qing was about to attack again, but he heard a male voice that penetrated his heart: "Junior Sister Qin! It's us, stop it!"
When she looked closely, she saw an unkempt beggar standing between her and the bearded girl. He looked familiar to her. After a moment of identification, she saw clearly that it was Yang Chaoxi, and she burst into tears: "Senior Brother Yang... ugh
Ying Ying... My mother, grandmother, and everyone in the house... were all captured by the mail soldiers... Ying Ying..."
Tan Ming left Liu Xiaomu behind, hurriedly came to him, and wiped away Tan Qing's tears: "Sister, don't cry! They are here to arrest daddy... Mom, they will inevitably suffer, but their lives are not in danger...
"
Liu Xiaomu withdrew the move and stood with his hands behind his back, as if he was not interested in confronting someone with such skill. Hearing that Tan Ming made such a judgment despite his young age, he was quite surprised: "Young monk, I'm quite surprised."
Insightful! Those armored guards really want to capture your family, so that they can lure your father to show up, and then force the Zoroastrian to submit. What an unscrupulous Wang Jin!"
At this point, no matter how worried and angry Tan Qing was, he had already seen that the four people were entering the city in disguise, but he had no idea where they wanted to go.
Just thinking about how my family of more than 100 people, who were in good health, ended up being ruined and shut down just because of the holy aunt in front of me. But the holy aunt was still talking like a normal person, and I couldn't help but feel resentful.
Another student said: "It's all because of you, you witch! This is what caused my Qin family to suffer this disaster! Now my father's whereabouts are unknown, and only my sister and brother are left... I will fight to the death with you today!!"
As he said this, he pushed Tan Ming away, and the sword strike came out again, hitting Liu Xiaomu's lower abdomen.
Seeing this, Xiaoman stepped forward, his flail stick came out like thunder, and the wind danced around! He heard two consecutive "bang bang" sounds, and the sword had been smashed open by the tip of the stick, and it swung a few feet to the right, grazing Liu Xiaomu.
Passed by the waist.
Tan Qing's sword failed, and he was about to turn his stabbing into a provocation and remove her left arm. However, he saw Liu Xiaomu smile suddenly, pop out a finger from his left hand, and point it impartially on the sword.
"Clang!"
The long sword was overwhelmed by the load and immediately broke into two pieces.
Tan Qing stared blankly at the half-cut sword in his hand, his face gradually turned miserable, and suddenly a look of determination appeared.
When Yang Chaoxi noticed something was wrong and wanted to take action to stop it, it was already too late. The half-severed sword suddenly turned upside down and stabbed quickly and decisively towards Tan Qing's heart!
"Junior sister Qin!"
"Sister!"
"Boom——!"
At the critical moment, a flash of white light shot up from the ground and flew to Tan Qing's chest in an instant! Just as the broken sword was about to penetrate his chest, it was blocked by the white light.
Everyone looked attentively, but Liu Xiaomu didn't know when he had taken the severed sword from the ground back to his fingers. His two fingers were close together, like a tongs, clamped firmly on the broken part, and held it firmly in front of Tan Qing's chest. Not more than a second.
Not even one point less, which shows that this swordsmanship has already reached the state of perfection!
Tan Qing's wish to die failed, and his heart collapsed instantly. However, he didn't care anymore, threw himself into Yang Chaoxi's arms, and burst into tears.