Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 303

The copper bell under the old cow's neck jingled.

The carriage was swaying, and passed the Yujian Pass as lightly as if there was nothing. Among the Jin army generals guarding the border pass, some soldiers wanted to check at first, but were stopped by the school officials in the city and motioned for them to let them go.

"What's wrong with our captain? Usually, he is so strict that he can't wait to turn people's cars upside down. Why isn't this car inspected?"

While whispering to each other, the soldiers watched the ox cart passing by, and saw the captain coming down from the city quickly to the side of the ox cart, bowing his hands, watching the strange cart pass, and then came back, trying to stop it there. The soldier in the car patted on the head.

"You're looking for death, that car can't be stopped."

"Captain, why?" A soldier next to him looked at him and asked in a low voice.

"Anyway, you can't stop it, why bother talking so much, see you later, and salute me."

"Yes!"

The voice of scolding came from the Chengguan. Chen Yuan held the book and listened sideways. Then she smiled and ignored it. Now that she has stepped out of Yujian Pass, she has truly stepped into the Western Region.

At this time, the car was very quiet, the monk was meditating and chanting scriptures silently with his lips pursed, the fat Taoist looked through the menu with the outline of the pattern intently, with a big toad lying on his shoulder, noticing Chen Yuan's gaze, he quickly closed the book and left In his bosom, he changed into a Taoist scripture with a blue cover, wiped his saliva on his fingertips, flipped through it with a majestic expression, and began to recite.

And the old master ran out of the car long after he left the customs. Chen Yuan looked up and was jumping on several weathered hills and rocks. From time to time, he grabbed a colorful snake and swayed towards the bullock cart a few times.

No one knows whether the things the crazy old man caught were for eating or playing.

As for where the dozen or so gray sheep and deer head priests went before entering the customs, Chen Yuan asked Master again when the crazy old man came back.

The old man faltered and didn't answer, and finally he couldn't help it when he was asked, so the master poked his finger a little bit aggrieved and pointed to the sky.

"As a teacher, I saw that they missed the gods, so I sent them up."

"How did you get there?"

"Give them air... and then use mana..." At this point, the crazy old man became excited, dancing with the poisonous snake biting on his palm, and said to the apprentice who was chasing him while walking: "These people are also worthy , to spit out a little mana for the teacher, and they flew very high, even higher than your wooden eagle, and soon disappeared into the clouds, and they couldn’t be seen even if I used the mana for the teacher.”

The crazy old man stroked his hair and sighed somewhat regretfully.

"It's just a pity that I fly too fast. I still have a lot to say to them as a teacher. I don't know if I will say it when I meet their gods. If my teacher didn't miss you these two days, I also wanted to hold myself back." Become a balloon and fly over to catch them!"

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Chen Yuan opened her mouth slightly and stared blankly at her master, even the monk in the middle opened her eyes.

Although those gray sheep priests killed them, but this way of death... I guess there is no semicolon in the world, and only the master and the old man can do it.

The noisy sound of mahjong and playing cards came from the carriage behind, and Lu Bu said, "Bomb!" The three people who were driven by the car outside recovered from the shock. Master got in the car, and we had to use the speed talisman to drive a certain distance.

Hearing this, the old cow raised its tail subconsciously, and before the talisman came over, he heard the voice of the crazy old man urging in the car: "Hurry up and find a place first, I'm hungry for the teacher, and I feel a little dizzy. "

"Master, you are poisoned."

Chen Yuan reached out and took off the poisonous snake that was still biting the old man's hand, and threw it to the fat Taoist. The latter was so frightened that he lifted his bun up, and frantically tossed the snake in his hand a few times before Hold it firmly.

"Boss, this way is no match for an old lunatic, is it worth taking a bite?"

"It's so easy to die, it's amazing to lie down for a few days and a half months after being poisoned." Chen Yuan stretched out her hand to write the rune of the speeding talisman in the air, and waved her sleeve to brush the old cow's buttocks, golden light flashed, and the old cow 'moo' Neighing excitedly, he spread his hoofs and ran wildly on the soft gravel.

The surrounding Gobi scenery flew back one after another, and when it was approaching noon, Lao Niu followed the map and drove into the official road, and the passing business travelers gradually increased.

The camel bells are melodious, and the double-humped camels are stepping on their big feet, slowly following behind their masters with heavy loads. There are also galloping knights passing by, brandishing whips, carrying official letters and rushing towards the majestic Yujian Pass.

This is a city close to the Western Regions, the closer it is, the more prosperous it becomes, with people shouting and caravans flocking everywhere.

Although Chen Yuan had also been here before, but at that time he led troops to kill for the revenge of his master. He didn't take a closer look at the beautiful scenery here. At this time, he stood up from the car and looked up. There were sparse Populus euphratica in the wilderness. It is tall and clear, and occasionally you can see green ripples in the pool, and the reeds on the table are swaying, which complements this ancient earthen city full of potholes, and has an indescribable sense of vicissitudes.

When they entered the city, the monk Zhenhai said: "The poor monk begged for alms." He got out of the car, agreed on a meeting route, and disappeared on the street.

"This monk from my master is really strong. He would rather ask for alms than eat with us."

"So much admiration? You can do it too." Chen Yuan handed over the ox cart to the shop guy, led her master into the wine shop, and the fat Taoist who followed behind laughed, and sat down on the opposite side, "I'm not stupid in this way, How can a bone be compared to a hungry stomach? Dude!"

He raised his voice and shouted, and the guy from the shop over there hurried over after finishing the table, "Three guests, what do you want? The accent is from the Central Plains, right? It's the first time you come to our shop, but it's right. The place is here, the Western Regions are delicious, and we have them in our shop."

"Rough tea and light rice are fine."

The guy didn't talk too much because Chen Yuan only ordered some side dishes and put on a dog-eyed posture, and responded with a smile: "Okay. Let the back kitchen prepare for the three guest officers. You wait a moment."

The store was quite busy, the waiter memorized the menu, went to the back kitchen quickly, and hurriedly greeted other customers after coming out, Chen Yuan was not idle here, taking advantage of the time before eating, she turned out the map and walked along the The path I walked, based on the general understanding of the map by later generations, randomly added the name of this earthen city in the blank space.

"Guest officer, are you going west?"

At this time, the waiter came over with a wooden tray and put the above dishes on the table one by one. Seeing the booklet Chen Yuan was drawing, he asked curiously. Chen Yuan put down her pen and nodded her head. Put away the map.

"Yeah, come out and lie down, come here, of course I want to see what the Western Regions look like."

"Guest officer's pride." After putting the dishes, the waiter hung down the wooden plate and compared his thumbs, and then said: "But I still want to persuade the guest officer. After leaving the city and going west for more than a hundred miles, I saw a man without For the stele of your name, you can go north or south in another way, but don’t go any further.”

"Oh? Why? Could it be that there are demons and goblins?"

Chen Yuan said with a smile, took a chopsticks of food and put it in the master's bowl, the fat Taoist over there also became interested, the good guy heard strange things when he just arrived here, and now he might see what the monsters in the Western Regions look like It looked good, and immediately urged the guy.

"Tell me, tell me, what's on the stele?"

"This..." The guy was obviously taken aback by Chen Yuan's look and the excited expression of the fat Taoist, and his voice stuttered: "This is not a monster, it's just a little scary, and I don't know if it's dangerous or not. , the small thing is also mentioned by the merchants in the past. In the afternoon, there will be a lot of weird people floating in the wind over there, like mud and sand, and sometimes they will fall down, but in the morning of tomorrow, they will appear again. Fly away..."

A monster made of sand?still fly?

Could it be that the sand-sculpted portraits have become fine?Just like the stone Buddha I met back then, he had internal organs, was contaminated with human energy, and turned into a ghost.

This is a bit strange.

Anyway, it’s all in the west, so there’s no need to take a detour. If there are monsters, just kill them. If not, just look at it as a vision. It’s also a beautiful scenery on the way, isn’t it?

After thanking the guy, the three of them quickly finished their meal and paid forty Wen for the meal, then took the bullock cart out of Tucheng and joined Zhenhai, who was already waiting at this time, and was eating big mouthfuls with golden bowls Pancakes inside.

"Little monk, there is a good show to watch, hurry up and get in the car!"

Along the way, the fat Taoist panicked from boredom, and finally had something of interest, more excited than anyone else, Zhenhai nodded, put the unfinished pancakes in the golden bowl and got on the car.

"The Daoist said it was a good show, but the sand figures flying in the wind on the west road?"

"The little master also knows?"

"Well, when the poor monk asked for alms, he inquired about the nearby roads, and a benefactor told the poor monk not to go there easily." The monk sat in the middle, stretched out his orchid finger while talking, flicked his middle finger, and stuck out his tongue from the back corner to roll The toad walking on broken cakes sprang up and down, its limbs twitching.

Not long after, I came to the stone stele that the guy pointed out, and it was indeed as he said, a stone stele without writing stood beside the branching road, but there was no intrusive picture, instead there were several roadside tea sheds. With business.

The cold wind is blowing, official pedestrians and merchants are wrapped in thick clothes, welcoming and seeing off, and from time to time, accompanied tourists will enter the tea shed to rest their feet and quench their thirst, and gather around the table to talk about recent anecdotes from various places.

When the bullock cart came here, an old man smiled and waved to them.

"Guest officer, you also come to see the person flying in the wind?"

"Shops, are you afraid of doing business here?" Chen Yuan replied with a smile. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a stick of incense burning in the corner of the tea shed, "Aren't you afraid that people flying in the wind will eat you?"

"There is poverty and fear?"

An old man in a shop with not many people sat on the stone outside the shed with a smile and pointed at the passing business travelers, "As long as no one is hurt and someone comes over to take a look, why not make a living here. "

Chen Yuan is also a little curious at the moment. The words in the city are so mysterious, how come here it has become a business to attract customers?

"Boss, maybe the guy followed the old man is a father and son. The son specially made up some mysterious stories in the city to scare people to come here. Didn't the old man's business come here? Maybe these tea sheds are a family."

When the fat Taoist said this, it was quite similar. The house opposite was an old woman, and the house next to it was a young and strong woman.

"Hehe, that Taoist priest is right, it is indeed a family of old people."

The old man over there also heard Sun Zhengde's words, but he waved his hands without being annoyed, "If you do business here, you must be smarter than others, but to put it bluntly, the old man's son is indeed not cheating. "

Chen Yuan nodded, got out of the car, took out Bawenqian, asked the shopkeeper to pour three bowls of hot tea, and stood casually by the shed to drink.

"Then can the shopkeeper talk about it in detail?"

The old man threw the copper coins in his hand and put them into his sleeves, and then sat down on the roadside stone with his sleeves wrapped around his sleeves, his white breath wafting out from his open mouth.

"You guys just came here and don't know the details. The road behind this stele has been deserted for several years. At the beginning, a group of people walked here and stayed on the side of the road. I never thought about it. Someone got up to pee in the middle of the night, and the result was Seeing dense figures standing in the Gobi, looking straight at him, he was so frightened that he almost died on the spot. After the news spread, many people also came here to have a look. As expected, at dusk and night , Those things flew from the wind, and when the wind picked up in the early morning, they didn’t know where they flew to.”

"The old benefactor can see what they look like, but are they ghosts?" said Zhenhai monk who spoke.

The old man shook his head, then fell silent immediately, looking at the slanting winter sun in the west, a little lost in thought.

After the fat Taoist yelled and asked him again, the old man in the store smiled, let out a sigh of relief and continued: "It's a human...it looks like a human. Old man, I have been here for a long time, and I have seen many of them." Back, I was also curious once, so I took a lantern to look over there, but in the blink of an eye, a figure floated in the wind and landed heavily in front of me. The body and face of the person were all sand. ...his face is blurred."

The old man took a breath, looked at the stele and sighed.

"They didn't mean to harm the old man. They stood there and kept their respective postures motionless. At that time, they were frightened. They picked up the lantern and ran back. After running, they also saw a layer of armor under the layer of sand on their bodies. .”

These words made Chen Yuan and the others frown, but they did not interrupt the old man's words and continued to listen quietly.

"...The appearance of the armor is the same as that worn by the generals at Yujianguan, but some of them belonged to Posha, do you think it's strange?"

"Posha? Didn't they destroy the country?"

This big country in the Western Regions has long been torn apart, and the reason has a lot to do with Chen Yuan.Now hearing the old man say that there is actually a Poshana person inside, I am even more curious about the mystery inside.

"The country is destroyed... At that time, the old man was also wondering why there were people like Poshana." The old man outside the shop stood up rather melancholy, and came in with his sleeves wrapped around, and went to the stove to heat up tea.

"Later, I figured out one thing. These sand people may be my Dajin man who killed the Posana country in the Western Regions a few years ago. Maybe he got lost in that battle, or he fought elsewhere with the Posana soldiers. Overwhelmed by wind and sand... that's how it looks. If you figure out this joint, you will not be afraid of old people. Every day before dusk, stick a stick of incense to them to comfort the souls of these soldiers who once fought for the Northwest. It's just pity that their bodies are blown up by the wind, wandering around, and come back at night to look at Yujian Pass."

The old man sighed heavily.

In the tea shed, the fat Taoist elbowed Chen Yuan, and said in a low voice, "Master, I'm afraid this is the sin you committed when you entered Poshen back then..."

When the words fell, the half incense and smoke in the corner of the tea shed suddenly became faint, and a strong wind suddenly blew outside.

No matter the three people on Chen Yuan's side, or the business traveler from the tea shed opposite, they all saw figures in the wind and sand, passing by in a flash, and flying to the Gobi wilderness behind the stone tablet.

"My Buddha is merciful."

Monk Zhenhai closed his eyes, and vertically bowed over there.

"Let's go and have a look."

Being reminded by Sun Zhengde, Chen Yuan had rather complicated emotions in her heart. She picked up the master who was still blowing steam, and in the voice of the crazy old man yelling: "Let me take a sip, the last sip." The vast wind and sand rolled up by the side.

"Hey, don't go there!" Many merchants in the tea shed on the opposite side stood up and shouted at the four people who stepped into the strong wind over there. The figure has disappeared in the misty sand and dust.

　There are no chapters.

　　Most of the stories about the journey to the west are told in the early and weird way of writing, and the different sense of shock between the west and the east will also be written.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)