Death Sutra

The camp of the king-by-king king has just been built, and the weeds have not been cleaned up. They are growing freely in the tents. The camps are trampled by the horses out of the muddy path, stepping on them like a carpet.

The air is filled with the urinary smell of the animals and the shackles of the soldiers. Those who are unfamiliar with the rules of the grassland will not be afraid of this situation, thinking that they have entered the territory of the savage.

Gu Shenwei led a small team of guards to see the king and the soldiers. The guards were all Daxueshan swordsmen. Fang Wen suggested that the dragon king should not bring the lotus girl. "It doesn't matter in the Western Regions. The customs on the North Court are different, and may give birth to contempt. ""

At the gate of the camp, a Naihang cavalry saw the eyes of the group of people and raised their arms to the depths of the camp. They said in the middle of the unfamiliar Zhongyuan: "Go over there."

No one even reported.

The camp seemed to be chaotic, and the cavalry ran rampant inside. Every time the horses were pulled or turned in the direction of the millennium, the people who were almost hit were yelling angrily, but the stalker laughed and ran away, completely inappropriate.

The randomness of the entire army, that is, the Snow Mountain Swordsman who has never been trained, will feel too much.

The behavior of the soldiers always reflects the personal character of the commander. Gu Shenwei began to make a personal impression on the upcoming king of the day. Before that, he was listening to the party and telling the story. The image was vague and only remembered four. The word - temper is fierce.

Some people recognized the Dragon King and pointed it to the partners, so there were people riding horses, brazenly passing from the front of the team, staring at the Dragon King without hesitation.

At first, some people turned the dragon into a dragon king. When I heard that the pale young man was the Lord, all of them showed a surprised look. Then they commented loudly. Although they spoke the native language, they could still hear the disdain from the tone. meaning.

Before seeing the king and Wang Wang, Fang Wen once euphemistically reminded the Dragon King. "The North Court is a big country. There are always the pride of some big countries. It is not like the Central Plains people who understand the etiquette. If the other party has any disrespect, the Dragon King does not want to Angry, he is probably not malicious."

Some words are not mentioned, the most critical problem is that the Dragon King, like the One Step King and the Cloud King, has not yet been recognized by the old King of Khan. So far, they are just self-proclaimed nicknames.

Gu Shenwei did not care. In the Five Kingdoms of Xiaoyaohai, he had the same experience. In the face of open contempt and disdain, he was mentally prepared and knew how to earn respect for himself.

On the surface, he was warmly received on the road. In fact, most of it was because of the Wang flag, the owner of every camp, who wanted to please the Jinpengbao guests who lavished the grandfather and the valuable gifts everywhere.

The military division will say that it is because the Dragon King does not drink alcohol and does not mix with the Beiting people. Gu Shenwei believes that there is no strength to support behind, and the large amount of alcohol is no different from the wine barrel. He does not want this.

The tents of the king-by-king king are not much different from the ordinary soldiers. They only build three sides. There is no obstruction in the north. Like a pergola, the ground is not covered with layers of blankets like the Beiting nobles. Only the weeds are slightly cleaned up. Not uniform, it seems that not many people have stepped on it.

The two soldiers are leaning on the upper body and brushing a strong and beautiful stallion. The horse is red like a fire, even if it is a person who knows nothing about the horse, he will see it when he sees it.

"Good horse." Long Yunyun couldn't help but praise, there seems to be no need to be cautious in this camp. Everyone wants to say it.

A horse-washing soldier gently stroked the horse, his eyes softened like a teenager who fell in love for the first time. "You can't find a second one, the flames, the world's first horse."

Fang Wen nodded. It was not as envious as other people. The probe looked into the tent and found no figure. He asked: "Is the King of the House to live here?"

The soldiers looked away from the flames in front of them, as if they had not heard the question at all.

The soldier on the other side of the horse turned out. "Oh, the dragon king is coming. The king is sleeping, I am going to wake him up."

A group of people, including Gu Shenwei, were taken aback. It turned out that this person was not an ordinary soldier. Instead, he was a general who led the troops around the camp a few days ago. He even washed his horse and worked as a slave.

The speed is black and fat, and the height is high. Like an iron tower, walking and swaying is far better than sitting on the horse. He walks into the tent, bypasses a table, and kicks in a cool corner. Two feet, shouted: "Lao, get up! The guest is here."

There was a groaning sound in the tent. It seemed that the old dog, who was favored by the owner, refused to get out of bed. The speed of the screaming voice was raised a lot, and the flames outside screamed loudly.

"Ah, who? Who is here?" The voice finally sounded sleepy.

"Dragon King, you invite people to come." The speeder is talking to the blind man, his voice is as loud as a bark.

The northern court was chased by Wang Chakler, and was called "Old" by the men. He finally got up from the bed, grabbed a large bowl on the table, sipped the wine inside, and walked out of the tent. Drop the shirt, push the horse-washing soldiers, put the wooden buckets with both hands, and pour yourself from head to toe, shake your head, shake the water drops like a lion, and then hug your arms around your neck. Whispered.

From the beginning to the end, the king did not look at the guests.

Fang Wen is a bit embarrassed. He coughed twice and wanted to introduce himself. Gu Shen used his gaze to stop it. This is an opportunity to observe the details, not a moment of competition.

The chasing of the king Chakler is tall and tall, not as fat as the speed of the person. The muscles that once swelled up have shown signs of looseness under the scouring of the years, still strong, hair is still black, thick beard It is light gray, flat and wide, like a fierce bulldog, but the mouth is not that long.

Still, he couldn’t stand it any longer. He had already put on his coat and stepped forward to force the head of the king to go to the king. "Oh, this is the Dragon King. You invited people to come not to see the horse."

The eyes of the king and the king sternly turned sharply and accurately fell on Gu Shenwei. "You are the Dragon King?"

"I'm."

Fang Wen was lifting his **** and wanted to dismount. He found that the Dragon King and the guard did not move, and sat back again.

"Call me old."

"what?"

"Are you a turtle son who can't understand what I said? There is no fart palace here, where is the ‘Holy”?”

Fang Wen reminded the Dragon King several times that he should not care about the rudeness of the Beiting people. It is his turn to the head, or the red ear, and the usual fangs are not useful.

"Well, Laocha." Gu Shen jumped off the horse and walked to him. "You can call me Dragon King."

The day went by the king, then laughed and rushed to the side and said: "I like this kid and give him a bowl of wine."

"I do not drink."

The day after the king is a glimpse, and there is a bit of disdain in his eyes. "The man who drinks water is really rare."

"I am very happy, I don't need to prove that I am a man."

The day after the king laughed again, "I know you are a Central Plains person at a glance, and the mouth is used to talk instead of drinking."

Fang Wen was just recovering from the blow. He also jumped off the horse and wanted to insert a sentence. The result was still not given a chance. The king went to the Dragon King in front of him and took one of his arms and walked into the tent, depending on the rest of the people. "Come on, drinking is a trivial matter, let's talk about big things."

Gu Shen is not used to being shackled and gently breaks away.

Fang Wen is, Long Tuanyun and others just want to follow up. The speed block is in front and the two obese arms are stretched out. "Don't drink the dragon, don't let the men drink cold water?"

Before the party’s dissent was raised, the accused quickly pushed toward the nearby tent. The dragon turned over the cloud and got the hint of the dragon king, and then left with the guard.

"Dragon King is still accustomed to the environment of the grassland. It is not comparable to the Western Region. It is not comparable to the Central Plains. The North Court soldiers are growing up hard and throwing me into that kind of soft bed. It always seems to be gone, sleeping all night. No, haha."

“Very good, I have no special requirements for the bed.”

"Yeah." The day nodded to the king and replaced him with a coat. The horse-washing soldier rushing outside shouted: "Take it two turns." Then explain to the dragon king: "This horse is also like a person, comfortable. No, you watch the speed, and then go down, there is no horse to shake him, can't ride a horse, and also be a North Court man?"

Gu Shen is perfunctory, so far, the seemingly bold and rude day-to-day king has not yet said the topic.

The soldiers ran far away with the flames. The king looked at the dragon king with small eyes, and became more and more severe. There was even a bit of fierceness. "Gu Lun and Mu Laotou are my enemies. I can’t think of the Dragon King and both of them. Related."

"I do not have any choice."

"No, you have. Gu Lun is dead, the debt has disappeared, and the hatred has disappeared. I can let it go, but the old man, the bastard, the woman who slept me, humiliated her in public, let me be The grassland has become a laughing stock. Dragon King, if you encounter such a thing, will you not take revenge?"

"This hatred is not a report."

"This is the case, so you have the choice, surrender the old man, let us be friends, continue to protect him, that is, I am the enemy of the Hang people."

"The king has never forgotten the hatred of killing, and I will not give up the hate of the family. Everyone says that it is the Jinpeng killer hired by the king. I have to get an accurate answer from your mouth."

Gu Shenwei did not follow the advice of the military division. Instead, in the day of the day, the king proposed to avenge the family. The day after the king wanted to take the matter of the family, he had to revisit the old things.

The day-to-day king is obviously very unexpected. He never pays attention to hypocritical etiquette and is like a family member, but no one dares to challenge his authority. He is silent for a while and is angry.

The day after the king smashed the table and screamed like a lion-like roar. "The tortoise son is a bastard, thinking that the name of a 'Dragon King' is a big man? Tell you that all your plans in the North Court will not succeed. When you return to the Western Regions, you will find that your shrimps and crabs will not be left! The **** dragon king, Lao Tzu is also a hundred times nobler than you, you are the son of a slave, you should be a slave!

The negotiations broke down like this. Fang Wen waited for even half a bowl of wine to drink, and was taken out of the tent with horror.

On the way back to his own camp, Fang Wen kept asking for details. Gu Shenwei refused to answer. After driving a few miles, he said to Long Yunyun: "I want that flame, it will be tonight."

(Seeking for advice)