My whole family crosses the farm gate from the future

Chapter 482
The lama saw Wenwen coming, his eyes lit up, he looked at her carefully, and even stood up to say hello in his heart.

"Mrs. Zhou, I thought you weren't coming."

"It's such a joy to have friends coming from afar. When you come, I will welcome you personally."

Wenwen walked forward with a faint smile, and the princess and princess stood up and bowed slightly to show respect.

"I'm late, so please accompany me."

"It's not too late, we've just arrived, and you're here just now, we're joking, we have to have a drink together today, we won't get together for a while."

The princess also smiled and waved to her.

"However, I've been sick for a few days and drank bitter medicine soup all day long, and it tastes bad in my mouth. Keep your good wine for me, and I want to eat and take it."

Wenwen has been operating in the capital for more than 20 years, and has a very harmonious relationship with many princesses, princesses, princesses and others, and she also has a lot of face.

Indirectly laid a good foundation for Sister Yu, and the clan and women were willing to give her some face.

"Mother-in-law, my father-in-law said that you haven't finished your medicine and can only drink fruit juice. I didn't say that."

The prince put down a jug of juice and ran away like a monkey, causing a roar of laughter.

"I lost my appetite, I lost my momentum."

Wenwen glared at Zhou Hui, and a group of people laughed, but the tension in the scene was a little less.

"Mrs. Zhou, I haven't seen you for many years, it's not as good as it was then."

The lama seemed to be sure of winning, showing a triumphant expression.

"I haven't seen you for many years. You are not as calm as before, and you are much older."

Wenwen gave him a white look, as if old friends were fighting each other.

"Mrs. Zhou, I..."

"What's the hurry, sit down, this is not a place for you to play wild, people from barbarians don't even know how to be polite."

Wenwen yelled sharply, and the whole hall was shaking, the sound was like a bell, like thunder, reaching everyone's ears, it was deafening.

This is the main hall for banquets. It is very spacious, as big as a football field, and there are guards in the distance. In fact, the guards couldn't hear what the emperor said.

But Wenwen seemed to be drinking lightly, but everyone heard her voice, and even the cavalry on the grassland clenched their sabers around their waists.

The lama froze for a moment, with an unpredictable expression, and sat down.

Sister Yu looked at her mother worriedly, with anxiety in her eyes.

At this time, the side concubine spoke, "Crown princess..."

"You are too noisy."

Wenwen waved her hand, a snowflake hit the side concubine's face, the side concubine's mouth opened and closed but no sound came out, the side concubine's face turned pale with fright, desperately wanting to ask for help, as if her throat was blocked by someone, No sound.

This trick of killing chickens and monkeys also made the Lama and Prairie King look very dignified.

But the prince glared at the side concubine coldly, wishing he could strangle her to death and lose all face.

"Zu Yue, why did the music disappear when I came here? Didn't it mean that there is a martial arts competition today? I came to watch the martial arts competition specially. It was a pity to miss it.

"It will be there in a while, don't worry."

The emperor smiled calmly, and with a wave of his hand let people continue the song and dance show.

Only then did everyone sit down with peace of mind and continue to enjoy the show, talking and laughing.

The crown princess glanced at the side concubine, and saw that the queen sent two nuns to invite the side concubine away. It was really embarrassing for her to sit here.

The lama sat there looking at Wenwen all the time, never made a move, but never missed her every move.

Wenwen ignored him, eat and drink enough before talking.

The martial arts competition has begun. There is no such thing as a moth in this competition. It is very exciting to win or lose. The scene was once aroused, and the cheers were endless.

In the middle of the game, there is also a show brought by the beauty of the prairie people, the knife dance.

Knife dance, interesting.

Wenwen drank the juice and saw that these girls were all Lianjiazi, not ordinary dancers.

In the middle of the dance, someone whistled suddenly. The girls raised their heads in unison, looked at the emperor on the high platform, and rushed forward, front, back, left, and right.

A few girls are responsible for the main force to assassinate the emperor, while the rest are responsible for blocking the surrounding generals and guards. The division of labor is very clear. Some even come to assassinate the princess and princess to disturb the line of sight and cause the royal family to lose The tragedy is not in vain.

"Stop, there are assassins escorting you."

The Prairie King was stunned and stood up to stop him.

He may have lost control very early on. On the surface, it was all orders from him, but in fact they were all controlled by the Lama.

At this time, elite soldiers and powerful generals appeared from behind the emperor, and rushed forward bravely to chop the dancer girl to the ground.

The lama stood up, raised his hand and gave the grassland king a slap. The grassland king just glanced at him, and the whole person fell to the ground in a daze as if he was drunk.

"Madam Zhou, I have been waiting for you for a long time. I was very unconvinced when I lost that day. I want to compete with you again. As for the bet, let's bet on the lives of the emperor and the prince."

"Okay, if you lose, just keep your life."

"can."

The lama didn't mind at all, he was a crazy person, he had already been under one person and over ten thousand in these years, his status was not what it used to be, and his prestige had reached its peak.

Otherwise, how could there be such a nondescript title as Lama King.

The lama stretched out his hand towards the competition platform and made a kind gesture.

The Lama needs to be courteous before fighting, and let everyone know that he can defeat Wenwen, the emperor of the celestial dynasty, and the capable people of the celestial dynasty. I am omnipotent. I won it with fair means. I am the only god, it is you Believe in the only true God.

Wenwen went up to the competition stage without hesitation. Sister Yu took a step forward, but Princess Duanjing grabbed her arm tightly, winked at the guards behind, and forcibly pulled Sister Yu behind to protect her.

"Lama, why don't you give up, why do you have to go to war?"

Wenwen didn't quite understand his thoughts.

"What I want to achieve is a great cause. None of you can understand. There can only be one god in the hearts of the people, and that is me. I want to shine the light of Buddhism in every corner."

There are many sects of Buddhism. Lama is Tibetan Buddhism, and Lama is the honorific title of Buddhist elders. In fact, this lama has a name, but he has become a monk since he was a child and no longer uses a lay name.

"You are not worthy of being a disciple of Buddhism. You treat human life like nothing. You have dishonored Buddhism."

"Those who achieve great things must sacrifice. Women have long hair but short knowledge. What do you know? Come on, I won't lose to you this time. If you win, no one can resist me anymore."

The lama showed crazy eyes.

"Amitabha."

The monk uttered the Buddha's name and appeared behind the crowd.

Just when the lama was in a daze, Wenwen stared at him and shot.

The lama started to resist as soon as his head hurt and turned his face. The two stared at each other closely, as if neither of them was convinced.

The monk sat cross-legged on the ground and began to knock on the wooden fish. The sound was not loud but could be heard. Outsiders could not understand what they were doing.

But Wenwen and the lama have already started a spiritual confrontation, and the lama's face is getting redder and redder, as if he is trying hard to kill Wenwen.

(End of this chapter)