Death Sutra

The old Khan Wang quietly observed the young man in front of him, with a tired curiosity on his face, as if the list was a joke that even he felt lame.

Gu Shen knew that this was not a joke. He folded the paper again and put it back on the tray. After the female slave walked away, he said, "I can give up anyone, but I don't accept the threat."

The old Khan stood up and stood up. Lisuo was like a young man. Even the back of the micro-camel was straight, but only for a short time. "I regret that you will regard this as a threat. I just want to help a young man." The hero recognizes himself and believes in the experience of a dying person. What you see now is more important than life. It will soon become as contemptuous as dust. Don’t be confused by women. What you love is only one. The sub-skin, and there are countless beautiful skins waiting to be discovered in this world."

The old king of sweat spread his arms, and the female slaves quickly stepped forward, skillfully taking off his robes and putting on a light armor. He extended his right arm and waited for the help of the Dragon King.

Gu Shenwei’s right hand feels anxious, no matter how reasonable and reasonable the old Khan’s words are, this is a threat.

He stepped forward and held the thin old man.

"You don't have to make a choice now, let's go to the dinner party. Don't let people think that we are planning a plot. Now the dragon court is more violent than a hair* bull, smelling a little ominous smell, maybe let it Crazy."

"What do you know about the old Khan?" Since there is no need to make a choice immediately, Gu Shenwei simply pretends that the list does not exist, and the trend is to transfer the topic to the sweat.

"Oh, I know that I know."

The two walked out of the tent, and the summer evening was surprisingly bright.

Outside the servants, guards and cavalry waiting in droves, most of them were born to the nobility, served for the old Khan king between the ages of fifteen and twenty-five, and left like the female slaves in the tent. A comfortable family, wearing full armor, standing in the dust of summer, waiting for an old man, the only difference is that they are proud of it.

Gu Shen can feel the blazing eyes without looking up, as if he is still more concerned than the old Khan himself, but he is full of jealousy and indignation. He comes from the Western Regions. The king is famous and can walk along the old Khan Wang and hold on. The arm of the Lord of the Prairie, and these hundreds of guards with clear armor, may not be able to get a look until they retire.

In order to retreat, the left arm of Lao Khan stopped in the air for a while, first with the stalker, then with the silver eagle and other bodyguards, followed by the noble servants, and finally the loyal cavalry, a wave of * body Retire.

Gu Shen helped the old Khan to move slowly. In addition to dozens of steps in front of him, the two eunuchs were like sneaky thieves, carefully guiding the way, while ensuring that they would not be noticed by the old Khan, behind them. A long distance is a large number of guards and cavalry.

Everyone rides on the horse and tries to control the mount to match the slow pace of the old Khan. Once there is a need, they can rush at the fastest speed. This kind of need rarely happens, but they are still ready.

The old Khan Wang continued the topic just now. It seems that he still walks in the tent and is indifferent to the tension caused by him. "It is very difficult to find a suitable heir. The process of getting a sweat in the past is said to be the smoothest in a hundred years. But I still have to kill a lot of people."

If someone hears that the old Khan Wang actually talks about a succession to a foreigner, he will definitely become mad. Gu Shenwei is speechless. He gradually finds out the number of old Khan’s, knowing that this is only one. At the beginning, the real intention has not yet been revealed.

"Now it is finally the turn of people who want to kill me."

"They just think about it."

"Oh, thinking and doing is only a half step away, my nose has always been very spiritual, a little bit of conspiracy smell can smell, but recently it failed, because there are too many plots, there is no way to distinguish one by one, sleep in me The woman on the bed, the soldier guarding the tent, the subjects who swear allegiance to me, and the close relatives who shed my blood, everyone is calculating my death, watching their disappointed face, I am very happy, but they blocked me. The nose makes some of the more serious conspiracy to fish in the water."

"Central Plains once entrusted me to assassinate the old Khan."

"I know that you are very smart. I revealed the information before I came to the North Court. I also know that you have not refused the Central Plains commission. Don't justify, I am a stubborn old man. I don't like people's speculation against me. You didn't do it." Wrong, you are not a Central Plains person, nor a North Court person. Why do you loyal to one side for no reason? 'When the crisis arrives, I will arrange a more backward road for myself. This is the reaction of normal people', oh, I still remember You can forgive your subordinates in your words, and I have no reason to punish you."

"I don't need a back road now."

"Oh, young people, don't feel wronged and desperate about your current situation. You are still young. It is normal to walk on the road that others have arranged. However, I have survived the sweat in the 20s and have been marching in the cracks. Enemies. Guided in front, friends push behind, they are like my two legs, decide where I walk, when I am fifty, I get a little freedom, I am qualified to go my own way, and occasionally I can Others arrange a road."

"The old Khan Wang arranged a way for me?"

"Strictly speaking, this road is not arranged for you, but I hope to see you in this road, you and a woman."

The old Khan King deliberately emphasized "one", and then he got rid of the support of the Dragon King, straightened his waist, and accepted the worship of many children, grandchildren and nobles.

They have already arrived at the seat of the dinner.

Gu Shen moved five steps to the right. This is a subtle position, which is like a foothold for slaves and guards, and avoids the worship.

The ten princes really gathered together. Only the king rushed to him and nodded. The other princes had a lot of troubles, and no one looked at the dragon king.

The old Khan raised his arm, Gu Shen was once again stepping forward, and the gaze on his body became more and more blazing, burning more than the strongest sunlight in summer.

There are dozens of tables and banquets in the wide tents. The position of each table and the matching of the guests have been carefully arranged, which is not as ingenious as the style of the Beiting people.

The position of the Dragon King is under the Ten Kings of the North Court. The accompanying person is a minister. Shangguanfei can only sit at the door and stay with a group of nervous and excited young warriors.

Everything has been arranged, and the old Khan has made an amazing move: leaving the Dragon King with his side.

"Don't walk around, sit here."

Until the old Khan Wang said this sentence, the shocked **** hurriedly took a blanket and laid it on the side of the old Khan Wang liquor case. Gu Shen sat down to obey and knew that he would become the only safe haven. It was the old Khan who arranged a good road for him.

Unconstrained is the custom of the North Court. It is even more so when the old Khan is present. The day is led by the king and the atmosphere is very lively. Everyone is eager to show the rough side, just like the dutiful son, in order to make the elders of high life Happy, and make all sorts of naive moves.

The carefully set order of honor and humility was quickly disrupted. Many people came to toast the Dragon King. The set of words was just coming, even singing and dancing in public, and more than half of the performances were shown to the old Khan.

"I don't drink." Gu Shen knows who to say these four words.

The old king of Khan took a sip of the wine bowl. "It doesn't matter if you drink it occasionally. Only when you get drunk can you feel the joy of the banquet. Otherwise, calmly watching a group of men playing alcohol, what can you mean?"

Gu Shenwei drank the first bowl, and there was no time in the bowl. A female slave sat beside him and concentrated on him. She was the so-called "cooler" of the old Khan, in the roar of men. In the silence, it is like a puppet.

All the female slaves in the tent are like this, and only when they are harassed, they show their smiles.

The old Khan Wang was right, Gu Shen was so drunk and blurred. The unconventional scene that seemed to be quite false in his eyes suddenly became real. By the sake of the wine, the nobles could break the strict boundaries of the ranks, perhaps not Just to please the old Khan, it is to satisfy a kind of ** in the heart.

After three rounds of drinking, the king has already punched four people, one of them is the King of the Holy Day. It is not serious. It is more like a joke. Although the Holy King is full of red, he can only pour more wine. Let yourself laugh naturally.

Shangguanfei was infected, and once he was bold, he stood up and swayed through the crowd and walked over to the Dragon King. "I... a cup of Jinglong Wang, hey, a bowl, without you, I am nothing."

Gu Shen took a symbolic touch on the wine bowl. Shangguan Fei did not come to toast him. Like others, he wanted to take the opportunity to appear in front of the old Khan, but he did not understand the rules and even ventured directly to the old Khan. Wang said, "Your Majesty, Dragon King does not like to drink alcohol. I am his subordinate, replacing him..."

The words have not been finished yet, the old Khan Wang said coldly: "You called me ‘Your Majesty’, when I was the emperor of the Central Plains?”

Shangguanfei was agitated, and the wine woke up halfway. The bowl in his hand fell to the ground, his legs were soft, and the man fell.

The old Khan Wang laughed. "Wu Gong is very good, and he is also awkward. How dare you be so small?"

Shangguanfei has not opened his mouth, Gu Shenwei said: "Wang Khan Wang Tianwei is outstanding, who can not be afraid?"

The old Khan’s face is not smiling, it seems that this coward is more happy than all the gimmicks tonight. “Are you the son of Shangguan?”

Shangguan Feifei was on the ground and nodded again and again.

"How can you become a subordinate of the Dragon King?"

"I, I..." Shangguan Fei cast a look at the rescue of the Dragon King.

" Shangguan fell not like this son and wanted to take my knife to get rid of him."

"But you have taken him in, and he has cultivated him into a savvy warrior. It is interesting and interesting." The old Khan Wang even said it twice, but his eyes were removed from Shangguanfei. Obviously, it didn't mean anything.

A group of young warriors had been observing in secret. Under the suggestion of the eunuch, they knew that they could carry away the savage sluts, so they swarmed and dragged up Shangguanfei. "Is this drunk? No, I have to drink again... ..."

The word "drinking" is a signal. The seven or eight warriors suddenly threw their hands and feet on Shangguanfei, took out the pocket dagger, and rushed to the old Khan who was close at hand. The mouth shouted: "Dragon King is going!"

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