Chapter 89 You are the ones who annoyed the God of Saturn! (Big Chapter)
Su Chuo looked at the bright and quiet pond, his eyes becoming more and more blurred as the flowers fell on the water.
"Lu Pianpian." Su Chuo suddenly said secretly, "I think we should tell Brother Luo about the two souls of you and me."
The girl raised her head and looked at the white clouds and birds in the sky.
"We must be like the white clouds and the birds in the sky, not like the mice in the night."
"I've been hiding it for three years, it's been so hard."
Lu Pianpian was silent.
Su Chuo continued: "You are already twenty-six years old. You are not a child. After all, you have also been a great leader. You must be somewhat considerate."
"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that after he knows the truth, he will vent his anger on me and destroy your soul?"
"You and I are fused soul by soul. If you were destroyed, I would not be able to survive. He would not destroy you even for me and his adopted brother's sister."
"I know Brother Luo. He won't do anything to you. You are not his enemy."
"It's better to speak frankly and tell the truth frankly than to hide it all the time. You and I are not tired."
Lu Pianpian suddenly said: "Aren't you afraid that after he knows the truth, there will be no possibility between you and him? Then he will only stay away from this trouble."
Su Chuo sighed: "I don't want to hide it from him. If he doesn't care about me, it doesn't matter if he knows the truth. If he cares about me, I can't keep him in the dark."
"The matter of you and me uniting souls may bring him trouble. I don't want him to be defenseless."
"I would rather he stay away from me than fall into unknown danger."
Lu Pianpian was silent for a long time, "I don't know whether I should call you crazy or stubborn. That's all. I won't stop you anymore."
"Anyway, I've already smashed it, so I might as well break it."
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Above the official level, Lao Jianji, who has become a ninth-grade monster, carries Luo Tianxia as if it were nothing, with his hooves relaxed and steady.
On the back of the cow, Luo Ning saw the serfs in the manor on both sides, serving highland barley, cattle and sheep under the scorching sun.
Sweat like rain.
The boy felt the scorching heat of June and couldn't help but think of the extremely cool ghost red sleeves.
The direction Gui'e teleports is to the south, and the south is Nanzhao.
Could she be in Nanzhao?
There are many ghosts and ghosts in Nanzhao, and there are even more ghost cultivators. She is afraid...
Luo Ning is going to the Naixue tribe five hundred miles away this time.
That is, the tribe from which he wants to become the tribe's envoy.
On the one hand, it’s to act in a few scenes, and on the other hand, it’s to see it in person.
I don’t know if Jin Yanshou, the tribal envoy of the Naixue tribe, will betray the Naqin family’s face. If he doesn’t let himself act, then he won’t be able to act.
Wherever Luo Jiaban went, the nearby Tibetan serfs bowed down one after another.
"Master thespian, Tashi Delek!"
The Xia serfs could only bow down and call him master thespian.
Luo Ning was thinking about the Naixue tribe, when suddenly the fox disciple Bai Yanyan beside him started to laugh.
"Master, look at that person's hair..."
Bai Yuanyuan was riding on a horse, pointing at a person not far away.
Luo Ning turned around and saw a middle-aged man wearing a horse jacket and a golden rat tail, riding a donkey, walking alone on the official road.
In this world, demons, ghosts, and thieves run rampant, and the countryside is especially unstable. This man is not a monk, but he walks alone and is very courageous.
Luo Ning could not have imagined that people with money rat tails and men wearing mandarin jackets could be found in Tubo!
What made Luo Ning even more speechless was that this person was none other than Fan Wencheng!
Before, Fan Wencheng had tied his hair with a silk scarf, looking like a scholar from the Great Xia Dynasty.
But after not seeing him for half a month, this person had already shaved his hair and became more comfortable with his clothes.
He looks exactly like a golden man.
Fan Wencheng's elegance was gone, replaced by an indescribable ugliness and barbarism.
But the problem is, this is under the jurisdiction of Tubo, the homeland of Daxia, not the Kingdom of Jin.
Of course Fan Wencheng did this because he wanted to please the Jin envoy.
Aji Alu and others couldn't help laughing together when they saw the bald-headed Fan Wencheng.
"What kind of hairstyle is this? It's so weird."
"Why are you so ugly? You are not from Tibet."
Luo Ning couldn't help but smile when he heard the discussion.
But when Fan Wencheng heard laughter again, he turned around without any shame and met Luo Ning's eyes that were looking at ugly people.
"It's the actor..." Fan Wencheng immediately recognized Luo Ning.
Although he was angry in his heart, he showed a submissive smile on his face, took the initiative to get off the donkey, cupped his hands and saluted:
"I have met the master thespian. I never thought that I could meet the master again here. How lucky I am."
Since he was in Tubo, he had to abide by Tubo's rules and could only respect the opera artist.
Otherwise, your death will be in vain.
Luo Ning teased condescendingly: "It turns out it's you, a scholar. You shaved your hair and changed into clothes. I really can't recognize you."
Fan Wencheng replied with an embarrassed look: "The good teacher knows that the weather is hot now, so it would be cool... uh, cool."
He said it was cool, but his face was dripping with sweat.
This is scary.
He was very afraid that Luo Ning would raise his hand and slap him, killing him.
How could he go to greet the Jin delegation if his life was gone?
Fortunately, the young actor only said one sentence and walked over directly.
Fan Wencheng breathed a sigh of relief and simply followed Luo Jiaban at a short distance, which was safer.
Under the banner of Naqin Mansion, the Luo family marched along the official road and passed through many manors and territories. The journey was uneventful.
On the afternoon of the fourth day, we finally saw Naixue Canyon.
The Naixue tribe is a large tribe among the Xia people, covering an area of 400 miles.
There are four to five million people in this department, including herders, farmers, hunters, and miners.
The Tubo people abolished the counties, townships, and villages of the Xia people and replaced them with tribal systems. Then they turned the villages into farms, pastures, and mines.
The taxes paid by Xia serfs were twice that of Tubo serfs.
In addition, the Tubo taxes were heavy, so the Xia serfs of various tribes were starving to death and had no personal freedom.
The Naixue tribe is a basin between mountains and grasslands, relatively independent and closed.
It is surrounded by Fengzhi Mountain in the south, Cangqing Grassland in the north, and Cangyan River in the west. It is only entered by a canyon several miles wide in the east.
This is why You Yan recommends choosing the Naixue tribe.
Guarding the Naixue Canyon is an abandoned castle: Duanxia Castle.
The terrain of Naixue tribe is like a gourd, Naixue Canyon is the neck of the gourd, and Duanxia Fort is the stopper of the gourd.
Duanxia Fort was originally a garrison station for the Xia Army. After Xifan County was occupied by the Tibetans, the Xia Army Castle was abandoned.
From time to time, groups of pedestrians enter and leave the canyon, mostly businessmen.
Luo Jiaban passed directly through the abandoned castle and entered the Naixue Canyon. Before they had gone ten miles, they heard loud gongs and drums in front of them.
A voice came: "The tribe sent the master to travel, and the idle people stayed away!"
Immediately afterwards, more than a hundred people came with support and playing musical instruments.
There were several carriages behind them, and I didn’t know who was inside.
A flag with the word "Jin" flying high, followed by a group of soldiers, and in the middle was a knight with gorgeous clothes and a commanding demeanor.
Luo Ning knew at one glance that this man was a seventh-level martial artist.
It must be Jin Yanshou, the tribe's envoy.
Haha, he is just an eighth-grade tribal envoy, but he is so majestic.
Pedestrians on the road retreated to the side of the road and saluted the team one by one. Many people did not dare to raise their heads.
Jin Yanshou is the envoy of the Naixue tribe. In the Naixue tribe, he covers the sky with one hand and takes life and death from everyone.
Luo Jiaban had no choice but to lean on the side of the road. But Luo Ning and others did not salute.
"Huh?" Han Yanshou looked sideways on his horse and saw a handsome young man from Xia who was already a seventh-grade monk.
Moreover, this young monk could not tell which path he belonged to, so he seemed a bit mysterious.
Taking another look, it turned out to be a theater troupe under the banner of Naqin Mansion.
Although Jin Yanshou was a powerful Xia man, he had surrendered to Tubo for decades. Of course he knew that the status of a Tubo opera actor was far beyond that of Daxia.
"Stop!" Jin Yanshou waved his hand, and the team of more than a hundred people stopped immediately.
Jin Yanshou looked at Luo Ning and said in a polite tone: "Is this fellow Taoist a dramatist from Naqin Mansion?"
Naqin Mansion is a well-known local noble lord. He is from Xia and he does not dare to offend him.
Luo Ning nodded: "I am the dramatist from Naqin Mansion."
Jin Yanshou's expression turned serious, "I wonder what your friend is doing here? Is it acting?"
Luo Ning smiled and said: "That's right. I just came to Naixue Department for a tour." After saying that, he took out the opera documents from Naqin Mansion and let Jin Yanshou take a look.
Jin Yanshou smiled and said, "It turns out it's Luo Ning Luo Opera, I'm disrespectful. I want to go to Yanshi Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, so I won't compensate Luo Opera. Luo Opera can tour freely in Naixue Department."
Although most of the Tubo opera masters were opera masters, they also liked to perform tours among the people, euphemistically called "preaching" or "promoting Dharma".
This Luo Ning is a seventh-grade monk, a dramatist with opera certificates, and a guest minister of Naqin Mansion. Of course he will not offend him.
As long as it wasn't a Green Forest monk taking advantage of the situation, he would be relieved.
But Jin Yanshou never expected that Luo Ning was the one who wanted to replace his tribal envoy.
When Luo Ning heard about the Yanshi Temple, he couldn't help but glance at the carriages behind the team, and he knew what was going on.
Inside, there must be a beautiful girl from Naixueluo, a gift from Jin Yanshou to the Yanshi Temple.
This Jin Yanshou is really vicious and shameless.
Luo Ning smiled and said: "The tribe keeps you busy with official duties, so I don't dare to disturb you, so let's say goodbye."
Jin Yanshou nodded politely and left with his entire entourage.
The young man looked back at Jin Yanshou's background, and when he heard the woman crying faintly in the carriage, Danfeng's eyes turned cold.
Until then, no pedestrians on the roadside dared to stand up.
When they saw Luo Ning's eyes, they also became in awe.
This young and outrageous actor had just been talking to the tribal envoys on an equal footing.
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After dozens of miles, Luo Jiaban first came to a manor that specialized in growing grapes.
There were tens of thousands of serfs in the vineyard, tending tens of thousands of acres of vineyards and winemaking workshops.
Looking around, there are serfs busy under the vines everywhere.
Fertilizing, catching insects, pruning... each one has a sallow complexion and thin skin.
Many people looked panicked, as if something big had happened.
"It's terrible." An old serf said in a panic, "The only spiritual vineyard in the village has not grown fruit for several days."
"I heard that the spiritual energy is out of balance. Not only does it not bear fruit, it also shows signs of dying!"
"If Ling Vineyard suffers disaster, our entire vineyard will be in trouble!"
"The owner of the village will not make it easy for us..."
Luo Ning was a monk and his hearing was far better than ordinary people. He immediately understood what had happened locally.
It turns out that this vineyard not only grows ordinary grapes, but also grows dozens of acres of spiritual grapes.
Lingpu is a ninth-grade spiritual fruit with spiritual energy and is mainly used to brew ninth-grade spiritual wine.
It is difficult to grow spiritual grapes. In addition to sufficient spiritual energy, it also requires careful cultivation by agricultural monks and frequent soil changes by serfs.
But there is only one agricultural monk in the entire Naixue tribe, and he is also responsible for the tribe's spiritual valley and elixirs, so he is simply too busy.
If the spiritual grape does not bear fruit or dies, all the serfs in the manor will be in bad luck.
Hearing this, Luo Ning thought to himself: "Isn't this just a matter of being a farming monk? After entering the seventh level, I happened to unlock a character, isn't it the Farming Saint?"
"Well, let's play the role of a peasant saint in this vineyard."
Just as Luo Ning was thinking of this, an angry shout suddenly came:
"It's you bitches who pissed off the God of Agriculture!"
"If something happens to Lingpu, the owner of this village will sacrifice a hundred pairs of boys and girls to the God of Agriculture!"
"Master Han will not let the owner of this village have an easy time, and the owner of this village will not make it easy for you bitches!"
When the serfs heard this, their faces turned pale and they knelt on the ground together.
The owner is here!
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