But on the Bianhe River, when Wuxu flew away, the woman leaning next to Luo Huan asked, "Master, why didn't you keep him?" Luo Huan turned his head and gently stroked the woman's forehead with his hand.
She smiled softly and said, "Why, have you taken a liking to me?" The woman hummed sweetly, not sure whether it was in anger or embarrassment.
Luo Huan put his head next to the woman's neck again and whispered. I don't know what he said. The woman's face was flushed and she actually put her head into Luo Huan's arms in front of everyone. Luo Huan laughed loudly.
Laughing, he took another woman with one hand and faced the old shopkeeper standing aside.
He said, "The Buddhist verses that I just wrote on the bow of the boat will be counted as wine money and boat fare. You can order someone to write it and hang it on the bow of the boat." After that, he hugged the two women and flew to the painting boat next to him. Then, after a while,
Amid the sound of music and laughter, the boat quickly disappeared into the night.
On the small boat, there was an immediate uproar. Some cursed the lamas and monks for their shamelessness, some criticized Wuxu and Luo Huan for saying that the Buddha's verse just written by them was actually obscene, and some bluntly said that they would overthrow it by the Red Turban Army.
After losing the Mongolian rule, these lamas had to roll back to the snowy mountains with their tails between their legs... but most of them continued to eat, drink and talk on their own.
The old shopkeeper, on the other hand, thought about it carefully and quietly ordered his men to neatly write down the Buddha's verse on the bow of the ship just now on a piece of silk and hang it somewhere in the cabin.
The man and two women in the elegant room, after Luo Huan made a fuss on the boat, lost their interest in playing. When they got ashore, the carriage that had been parked there when they came went back to the house. After getting off the carriage, the concierge opened the door and the servant
People held lanterns and welcomed the three people into the house. The middle-aged man
After the young woman walked into the door, she finally couldn't help but asked the middle-aged man, "Asangbu, should we inform Yangliu An next door? A few days ago, Rulan and Ruyue went to visit Jingxu
Master, I got a few bottles of Baicao Beauty Pills."
It turned out that this woman, whose surname was Zhang Ruolan, was the eldest daughter of Zhang Yuanchang whom Wuxu met in the river management camp by the Yellow River that day. She was calm and studious since she was a child, and she had the appearance of a flower. As she got older, there were many marriage proposals.
Man. This Ruolan is the only one
She only fell in love with the honest and honest Asambu, who was born in Mongolia. Zhang Yuanchang didn't allow it, but he was widowed in middle age and had only two precious daughters, Zhang Ruolan and Zhang Ruoyue. He couldn't help his daughter being depressed and miserable, so he agreed to get married.
Speaking of Asangbu, he can be considered to have a prominent family background. However, his ancestors failed in the fight for the throne and were implicated, so he has been working as a sinner in the vassal court. He only spends his days traveling with his beloved wife, which is not the case.
comfortable.
This young couple originally stayed in Dadu. Zhang Yuanchang was sent to the front line in Kaifeng as a consolation envoy a few days ago. Zhang Ruolan was worried about her father's safety, so she and Abu Sang took their sister Zhang Ruoyue all the way from Dadu to come here.
Kaifeng. Because of Kaifeng
It was already regarded as the front line against the Red Scarf Army. There were thieves outside the city from time to time. Therefore, after occasionally strolling around the city, I would go to Yangliu'an, which is five or six miles away from the mansion. After going back and forth, I met Yangliu'an, the host.
Master Qingxu and others became familiar with each other.
Tonight on the Bianhe River boat, Zhao Ruolan heard that Luo Huan invited Wuxu to go to Yangliu Temple to pick flowers like no one else. Zhao Ruolan kept thinking about it. When she returned to the mansion, she saw that Asangbu still didn't say anything, so she couldn't help but ask.
.
When Abu Sang heard his beloved wife's question, he looked embarrassed and said hesitantly, "You think I don't want to help Yangliu'an escape from disaster? But it's not like you don't know about the bad reputation of Seyan Luo. A real monk has magical power."
He is strong, has a perverse manner, and kills people without blinking an eye. If we get involved, if he finds any clues, I'm afraid even my father-in-law will be secretly implicated."
Zhang Ruolan lowered his head and said, "Why hasn't Ruolan thought about this? If he didn't know, that would be fine, but if he knew, he would still do nothing to save him. Anyway, he just sent a servant to spread the word.
"Asangbu lowered his head and thought for a while, made up his mind, nodded, turned around, and was about to ask an old servant who was going out with him tonight to go to Yangliu Temple to report the news. But he was shocked and said, "Ruoyue, this little girl is running away.
Where have you gone?
Zhang Ruolan also stopped in a hurry, turned around, and immediately grabbed Asangbu's hand urgently, "Quick, Ruoyue must have gone to Yangliu Temple. Find someone to stop her and bring her back!" Asangbu found the concierge.
After asking, it was confirmed that Ruoyue had arrived at the door. He ordered the porter to find a horse, then got on his back and went straight to Yangliu An to report the news.
Asangbu comforted Zhang Ruolan, who was so anxious that he had no idea what to do. At the same time, he had to order people to prepare fast horses and take two healthy servants to chase in the direction of Yangliu'an.
The two places were only ten miles apart, so Zhang Ruoyue rode on horseback for a while. How could he catch up with her halfway? When they reached the gate of Yangliu Temple, Asangbu saw the lights shining inside and the peace and quiet inside, so he plucked up the courage to call Zhang Ruoyue outside.
After a while, the door of the nunnery opened wide, and the master of the nunnery, Mrs. Qingxu, personally sent Zhang Ruoyue out with a happy face.
Asangbu stepped forward and recounted to Master Qingxu what Lama Naluohuan had just heard in Bianhe River. Master Qingxu nodded her head in thanks and said, "Amitabha, thank you so much for coming to me.
Tell me, the little donor Ruoyue just now has informed us of this matter." After saying that, Yun Danfeng stood there calmly and nodded to Zhang Ruoyue.
Seeing this, Asangbu didn't say much and took Zhang Ruoyue back to Zhang Mansion. At this moment, Zhang Yuanchang, who had just returned home, already knew about this and was waiting in the hall with Zhang Ruolan. When he saw that Zhang Ruoyue was intact, alive and happy, he was all relieved.
Take a breath; then, of course, there will be a lot of criticism.
Zhang Ruoyue, however, didn't care, and agreed cheerfully, and finally said nonchalantly, "A lama can scare you like this? No wonder even gods can't save you, the Han people deserve to be thrown into the world." With one sentence, the hall fell into silence. Zhang Yuanchang pinched his hand.
Bearded, while looking at the extremely embarrassed Asangbu next to him, he said sternly to Zhang Ruoyue, "Little girl, what do you know! Don't say such rebellious words in the future!"
Zhang Ruolan, seeing that the atmosphere was abnormal, came out to smooth things over and interrupted, "Father, just now, you said that the middle-aged lama who was having sex with Seyan Luohuan at the bow of the boat was very similar to a lama that my father met on the bank of the Yellow River earlier?" Zhang Yuanchang turned around.
He turned around, sat back on the Grand Master's chair, and said slowly, "I can't say they are very similar, but judging from your description, Lan'er, the expressions and temperaments are somewhat similar."
Zhang Ruolan originally wanted to change the topic and adjust the atmosphere, but when Zhang Yuanchang said this, he stopped talking. Instead, Zhang Ruoyue asked curiously, "Father, aren't you the most reluctant to deal with lamas? But I don't know the name of that lama.
What name?"
Zhang Yuanchang glared slightly, "Why are you asking about this? Go back to your room and rest quickly."
Zhang Ruoyue made a face and ran out. Back in her room, Zhang Ruoyue closed the doors and windows tightly, carefully took out a roll of animal skins from her arms, lit a copper lamp, and read intently, mesmerized.
After a long time, I suddenly woke up from a dream. Then I blew out the lights, climbed onto the bed, pulled down the bed curtains, then crossed my legs together, closed my eyes, muttered something in my mouth, made an orchid-like shape with my hands, and placed them gently.
on the lap.
After nearly an hour, a faint clear light suddenly appeared on his chest, and then these flashing clear lights gradually gathered together to form a curved arc. By midnight, the small curved arc seemed to
The light of the crescent moon in the sky reflected in, becoming brighter and brighter, and finally turned into a crescent moon, emitting a cool brilliance.
Suddenly there was a soft sound, as if some secret door opened. When Zhang Ruoyue opened her eyes, she saw a crescent moon and star light as long as her palm floating on her chest. The crescent moon light was receiving the moonlight from above and shooting out from below.
A ray of white light illuminates the bed in front of me
It was wrapped in a roll of animal skin. There seemed to be something inside the roll of animal skin. Although Zhang Ruoyue couldn't see it, she intuitively felt that the roll of animal skin was absorbing the incoming light. After a while, she saw the roll of animal skin and slowly
It slowly rose into the air, and then countless white light characters floated out.
Zhang Ruoyue hurriedly followed the previous instructions of the masked woman sitting to the left of Master Qingxu in Yangliu Temple, opened her mind, and allowed the white-glowing words to flow towards her forehead.
It turned out that tonight, because Zhang Ruoyue had a good rapport with Master Qingxu, she saw her brother-in-law and sister being silent along the way, so she walked to the door of her house. After getting off the car, she ordered her servants to find a fast horse and hurried to Yangliu'an.
After reporting the news, he entered Yangliu Temple and told Master Qingxu about the matter urgently. Then three women walked out of the inner room. Two nuns who looked like fairies came out of the world, and one stood in the middle.
A woman in a snow-white dress and a veil. The woman with her face covered asked Zhang Ruoyue her name, age, and family background, then took out a roll of animal skins, passed on a few mantras, and told Zhang Ruoyue to go home and live a good life.
Xi Jinping also said that after some time, he will definitely come to see Zhang Ruoyue. If Zhang Ruoyue can know the skills recorded in this scroll of animal skin, he will be introduced into the Immortal Sect and accepted as his disciple.
One night passed, and the Yangliu Temple was quiet as usual. It seemed that the lustful Yama Luo Huan had not come to do the dirty deeds. Zhang Ruoyue, on the other hand, sat quietly on the bed all night, waiting for the moon to hide the rooster's crow, and then slowly exhaled a breath and opened his mouth.
Opening his eyes, he said to himself, "Mingyue Qingxin Body Tempering Kung Fu?" He couldn't help but smile slightly and said, "What happened last night?"
The lama used the moon as his song, and after some twists and turns, he came up with the Mingyue Pure Heart and Body Tempering Skill. He was also named Ruoyue. It seemed that he was really destined to the bright moon. Maybe he was the reincarnation of the fairy on the bright moon, hehe.
"I met him by chance in Bianhe River, I called the police righteously, and finally found my destiny. It's hard to describe the joy in my heart.
As the saying goes
Although there is a bright moon singing on the river, the warning message is quickly passed on.
If there is no clear brilliance in the chest, the immortality will be as vague as an orchid.