Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 597 Girl Ji Yang
With the death of geography, the corpses sitting in the mire turned into blood and seeped into the mud.

The roots of the tree made of a human body were uprooted, its branches and leaves withered and dried, and it rotted and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

Zou Sijiu was lying on his back on the floating island. Apart from his pale face and tired eyes, there were no visible injuries anywhere else.

This is how the battle of Huangliang is. No matter whether you win or lose, there will be no bloodshed.

Only the parties involved know how dangerous it is.

"Why is he like this, with those two big eyes staring at me, it's so scary. Could it be that he is dying, with only one breath left?"

Chen Qisheng sat down next to him and jokingly said, "Do you have any unfinished business? Don't worry, we are brothers, I promise to help you do it."

"I understand why your old-fashioned Dao Order is deserted by everyone."

Zou Sijiu rolled his eyes and said weakly, "No matter what, Master Zou can be considered your savior this time. I don't expect you to be grateful and work like a slave for me from now on, but you should at least say a few nice words to me, right?"

"No problem. I'll spread the word about your fierce dog coming down the mountain later."

"You stinky bull nose, if you mention that again, be careful or I'll get angry with you!"

Chen Qisheng laughed, then stood up, looked serious, and bowed to Zou Sijiu.

"Thank you, Master Zou, for your help this time."

Zou Sijiu frowned slightly and said dissatisfiedly: "Is it that simple?"

Chen Qisheng smiled knowingly and said loudly: "Master Zou, fierce!"

"Well, now I feel relieved."

Zou Sijiu waved his hand, with an unsatisfied smile on his face, giving people the feeling that he wanted to save Diyuan and kill him again.

"Nongxu Sheji. We really underestimated these people before."

Chen Qisheng looked around the devastated valley and sighed.

"Poor mountains and bad waters give rise to unruly people, and turbulent mountains and rivers give rise to demons. These Nong Xu have both, and are both evil and difficult to deal with."

Zou Sijiu deeply agrees, "Moreover, their ambitions are even greater than we imagined."

"Did you figure out something?"

"It's not just the skills, they're also going to take my job away from me."

Zou Sijiu raised his head to the sky and sighed: "Xin Huangliang. The person who can come up with this technique is really fucking weird."

Indeed, after Guangxin Prefecture defeated Longhushan, the mentality of Chen Qisheng and others had changed to some extent.

Although it's not to the point of being arrogant, it does have a bit of the "poor man suddenly becomes rich, with his chest puffed out and his belly protruding" flavor.

But this battle in the Five Desires Valley completely woke up the two of them.

If Yin Yang Sequence had not played a trick in the geopolitical dream, and if Zou Sijiu had not hidden a trump card of "Heaven and Earth Live Together", they would undoubtedly have died here today and become nutrients in the geopolitical farm.

There are people outside people, and there are days outside the sky.

The same principle applies to sequences.

Chen Qisheng asked: "Can you tell how many black hands are hiding behind this?"

"There is no need to say more about the Yin Yang Sequence East Palace. If it weren't for them this time, we would have been dead by now."

Zou Sijiu counted on his fingers: "There must be some in the Buddha's order, otherwise if it was the Huangliang dream I am familiar with, pure flesh and blood like you would not be so easily fooled."

Speaking of this, Chen Qisheng remembered the body of Foxu who was sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the lake.

Although I don't know how long they have been soaked, I can still tell from their clothes that they are all followers of the Fanchuan Buddhist order.

Chen Qisheng pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you think the Han Buddhist tradition also had a hand in this?"

"It's very likely. The monks in the empire are much more sinister than these lamas."

Zou Sijiu said in a deep voice: "But what role they play is unknown for the time being. They now look like they are indifferent and are just watching the fire from the other side of the river. But I don't believe that they are completely unaware of what Fanchuan Buddhist Sequence has done."

Nowadays, in the entire Fan area, the forces that are visible include the Confucian New Donglin Party and the Fan Buddhist Order.

In the dark, there is the Donghuang Palace of the Yin-Yang Order and the Sheji of the Agricultural Order, and it is very likely that there is also the Han Buddhist Order waiting for an opportunity to make a move.

As for Dao Xu, it seems that he is busy with internal strife and has no time to take care of other things.

But you have to know that Huangliang is the foundation for the new school of Taoism. It is the real foundation. Now someone wants to dig up their roots, how can they just sit there and wait for death?

If we take into account the lone martial order represented by Li Jun alone, nearly half of the entire Ming Empire's various walks of life are gathered on this plateau.

"This is a pool of muddy water that eats people."

Zou Sijiu's speech was concise and gave a fair assessment of the current situation.

Compared to this, all the struggles they had experienced before were nothing.

But coincidentally, neither Chen Qisheng nor Zou Sijiu showed any sign of retreat on their faces.

It's not just because I can't stand what these people do, but also because this chaos is closely related to them.

Choosing to withdraw now can certainly ensure temporary safety.

But what awaits them in the future will be the reckoning by others.

Taking a step back will not lead to a broader world, but only to a dead end.

While the two were talking, Yuan Mingfei's figure also appeared on the isolated island.

"Sister Yuan, you..."

As soon as Chen Qisheng said these caring words, he felt someone stabbed him in the waist with an elbow.

"Sister Yuan can tell at a glance that there is no problem, so don't worry about it."

Zou Sijiu jumped up from the ground, put his arms around Chen Qisheng's shoulders, and gave Yuan Mingfei a reassuring look.

"It's not really a secret, but I didn't expect it to be a loophole for others to attack."

Yuan Mingfei smiled bitterly, looked at Zou Sijiu and said seriously, "Thank you so much, Master Zou, for this time."

"We are all a family, why are you being so polite?"

Zou Sijiu waved his hand carelessly and threw something shaped like a stone to Yuan Mingfei.

"We got something from that bastard. You should be able to use it, Sister Yuan."

After receiving the object, Yuan Mingfei held it in her palm and examined it carefully.

This thing is only the size of a thumb and bright yellow in color. It looks somewhat similar to the relics commonly seen in Buddhist scriptures, but the feel of it is completely different.

Traditional relics are just a piece of bone containing sequence genes, but what Zou Sijiu found from Diyuan is more like a seed, a piece of flesh and blood.

Or to be more precise, it is a special organ in a dormant state.

Yuan Mingfei understood clearly that this thing was replacing the path she was taking now.

“Is this the new path of the Buddhist order?”

While Yuan Mingfei lowered her eyes in deep thought, Zou Sijiu pulled Chen Qisheng aside and whispered softly.

"Old Chen, you said that Master Zou killed so many people this time, and his manliness was so strong that it was choking, but why did the guards avoid me? Can you help me analyze this, what's going on?"

"Could he be injured? Changjun is like this too, half dead."

"Don't even mention that pervert of yours. He's more of a hindrance than a help. Those two pieces of fat almost drowned him in his dream."

Chen Qisheng pondered Zou Sijiu's gaze and asked tentatively, "Maybe the guard is embarrassed to see you?"

Zou Sijiu blinked his eyes and asked expectantly, "Then why are you embarrassed?"

"because."

Chen Qisheng resisted the urge to roll his eyes and said in a tone of sudden enlightenment, "Because she was moved by your heroic act of saving the damsel in distress, Master Zou!"

Quietly, a slender figure appeared behind Zou Sijiu, with a face covered with two sunset glows under the red hair.

There was a look of affection in her eyes, seeming to be angry and furious.

Zou Sijiu turned his back to the guard and secretly gave Chen Qisheng a thumbs up.

I am the Taoist priest, and I always do things in a reasonable way!

U-Tsangwei, a temporary camp outside the city of Nagqu.

The official surnamed Sun who was in charge of negotiations with the Golden Temple in Nagqu stood outside the study with his head bowed.

"My Lord, the latest news from the cabinet."

Liu Jinxun lay in the rocking chair and slowly turned a page of a book.

"read."

"Recently, a Buddhist meeting was held in Lingshan, where the Han Buddhist Order, led by Hanshan Temple, said that the New Donglin Party's rash entry into the Fan territory was a provocation to the entire Buddhist Order. They are willing to put aside the rift between the Han and Fan sects and send people to assist the Fan Buddhist Order in resisting foreign invasions."

The official said with a hint of disdain, "The Han Chuan Buddhist Sequence group finally couldn't hold back any longer." "As expected."

Liu Jinxun said calmly: "What is their attitude towards Fanchuan Buddhist Sequence?"

"Da Zhao and Hakuba clearly refused, but their wording was not strong. Instead, it seemed like they were waiting for Sangyan Temple to express its position."

Liu Jinxun smiled slightly when he heard this, "Ling Jiapo was present?"

"No."

The official surnamed Sun laughed and said, "A bunch of outsiders were making a lot of noise, but the real protagonist never showed up from beginning to end."

"Lingapo is a smart man, how could he not see that this is just a double act? Whether she shows up or not, the Han Buddhism will enter the aboriginal land sooner or later."

"These monks can't wait to come in and divide the meat."

The official sneered, "But their energy-cultivation skills are still a little lacking. They have lost their temper so early."

"It's not their fault."

Liu Jinxun put down the ancient book in his hand and said with a smile: "After all, this is related to their future fate. Whether they eat and drink enough, and have enough energy to find Daoxu to settle old accounts, or make a heroic move and abandon the Buddhist country to seek a way to survive, it all depends on this one move."

"Sir, do you also think that the birth of the 'Huangliang Buddhist Kingdom' method was a trap set by the new Taoist order for the Buddhist order?"

"It doesn't matter whether it was the new Daoxu who dug it. The key is whether they are the biggest beneficiaries!"

Liu Jinxun joked: "The current Buddhist order is clearly a self-built and improved Huangliang mainframe, and the Buddhist kingdom they are proud of is nothing more than a solidified dream. If someone connects these bald heads together, wouldn't it be a replica of 'Huangliang'? No one would accept raising a child for someone else."

The official surnamed Sun was obviously learning this secret for the first time, and he was stunned.

"No wonder."

After a long while, he finally came back to his senses and asked, "Sir, did the Prime Minister choose the Sangyan Temple to start the fight? Is it because..."

"The Prime Minister is a man with a far-sighted vision."

Liu Jinxun sighed, "I'm afraid this chess game was already set decades ago."

The official surnamed Sun was secretly shocked, but as he was well versed in the essence of Confucianism, he knew very well what he could listen to and what he could not listen to, so he immediately changed the subject.

"Sir, what should we do now? Should we continue to argue with Lama Nagqu, or..."

The official stopped talking abruptly, a murderous look appeared on his face, and his finger was like a knife, falling heavily in front of him.

"Don't be in a hurry. Everyone isn't here yet. Don't rush to start the feast."

Liu Jinxun said calmly: "Now everyone is looking at us, treating us as the host who called this banquet, so we have to act like the host. If the guests are not fully seated and the main dishes are not served, how can we make everyone feel at home?"

Being able to become Liu Jinxun's right-hand man and represent the inspection team in negotiations with the Nagqu Jinmiao, the official surnamed Sun is certainly a shrewd person and naturally understands what Liu Jinxun meant.

Who is Gao Peng?

Of course, they are various forces waiting for an opportunity and preparing to take advantage of the troubled waters.

Who is the hard dish?

Without a doubt, the Lord of Sangyan Buddha, Lingpa.

It is understandable that the distinguished guests have not arrived yet, but the Sangyan Temple is clearly right in front of us, so why did the adults say that the table has not been served yet?
The official surnamed Sun thought about it for a moment and had the answer in his mind.

It can be summed up in four words: the heat is not yet right.

The coveted thing in Lingava's hand is probably not ripe yet.

"Be patient. We will give everyone chopsticks after everyone is seated. But how much they eat will depend on their own ability."

"Sir, you also said that we are the host this time, shouldn't we sit at the table and eat?"

"I'm sure you'll be at the table, but forget about eating at the banquet."

Liu Jinxun smiled slightly: "I don't know how many hands have rubbed out the dirty stuff, Yongchang, can you eat it? We are a wealthy family, so we won't compete with them for food. It's enough for them to liven up this banquet."

Speaking of this, Liu Jinxun seemed to suddenly remember something.

"By the way, where is Yi Zheng now?"

"Your Excellency, Master Zhang should have returned to the Buddhist land of Nagqu by now."

"This kid is quite similar to the Prime Minister when he was young. They are both people who cannot tolerate any grain of sand in their eyes."

Liu Jinxun shook his head and laughed. After a moment's silence, he suddenly frowned and asked, "Is Yi Zheng a person?"

"What do you mean, my lord?"

On a hill a hundred miles away from Nagqu City.

Zhang Siyuan and Li Jun squatted side by side, looking down.

The man who once fought fearlessly with a group of flesh and blood monsters in the Cause and Effect City now looked embarrassed. There was a smile in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were bitten and he dared not lift them up.

Opposite him stood a woman with stars in her eyes.

She was exactly the girl that Zhang Siyuan described, the one who raised strong cattle and sheep and sang beautifully.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Dunzhu, and I am from Yumo Jinzhu Village. There is no one else in my family except a sick sister, but don't worry, I will definitely cure her."

Dunzhu said a lot of things like pouring out beans from a bamboo tube, but fortunately his face was dark enough so that people couldn't see his flushed face.

"My name is Ji Yang, and I'm from Baibao Village."

The girl looked at the sturdy man in front of her curiously. Why would Yu Mo's people come to Canglan? Doesn't his temple care about him?

"Why are you stopping me here?"

"me."

Dunzhu mumbled for a long time and couldn't explain clearly. Between love and gratitude, he decisively chose the former. He suddenly turned around and pointed at the two pairs of peeping eyes on the hill.

"My husband said you are a good woman."

"Sir? What is that?"

Ji Yang looked in the direction where his finger was pointing, and his innocent gaze made Zhang Siyuan's old face turn red, and he quickly lowered his head.

Dunzhu said with a serious face: "Sir, you are not a good person. Sir, you are a good person."

The woman said "Oh" and blinked. "You said you were Yumo's Buddhist slave, so can you tell me about Yumo? I have never been there."

"I am not a Buddhist slave, I am a Fanmin."

Dunzhu corrected the other person again, scratched his head, and grinned: "But if you want to listen to Yumo, I can tell you. But you have to exchange something with me."

"what do you want?"

"Three bowls of hot tea and three balls of tsampa."

The woman's eyes looked like two crescent moons when she smiled. "Okay."

"make a deal!"

The man took two steps forward and naturally took the whip from the woman's hand.

"Is Yumo beautiful?" Ji Yang asked curiously.

Snapped!
Dunzhu flicked his wrist and the whip made a loud noise in the air.

The scattered cattle raised their heads from gnawing on the grass roots and responded in a muffled voice.

"Beautiful, very beautiful."

The woman then asked, "Is there a lot of barley there?"

"A lot."

“Are there any Gesang flowers?”

"No, because the flowers bloomed in Canglan."

The woman laughed and walked briskly.

On the snowy plateau, cattle are returning home, men with whips are loudly telling stories from far away, and women as beautiful as flowers are singing songs as sweet as honey.

"Old Li, do you think this guy is really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? Why do I feel like he's about to succeed?"

Zhang Siyuan asked in confusion, but got no response for a long time.

When he turned around, he found that Li Jun and Lord Ma had already walked away.

"Hey, wait for me."

"You are a young girl who has never eaten pork, and you are trying to be a matchmaker. If you are not stupid, who is stupid?"

Lord Ma crossed his arms around his shoulders, looked at Li Jun and asked, "Don't you want to go to that song?"

"Have a cup of tea first, then kill slowly."

(End of this chapter)