Chapter 67

In the small town more than ten miles away from the imperial capital Chang'an, Fang Xie and big dog squat on the roadside branches every day. Look at the towering imperial capital in the distance and tell some nonsense jokes. They squat on the tree to see the scenery, and often at this time, the sink fan takes them both as the scenery.

A little girl carved with powder and jade pointed to the big dog and Fang Xie and asked Shen qingfan, "aunt, who are those two people? Why do you squat on the branch of a tree?"

Shen qingfan gently pinched the little girl's delicate face and seriously told her: "those are two bird people."

The little girl obviously didn't know what a bird man was, so she asked where the wings were hidden. Shen qingfan said with a smile that both of them can fly without wings. They are very powerful. The little girl asked her aunt if you could fly. Shen qingfan thought about it and said yes, and then disappeared.

The little girl was startled. She screamed and turned around and ran away.

Fang Xie looked at her head peeping out from behind a big tree and looked at the little girl's back and smiled. He suddenly felt that the woman herself had not seen through at all. When we were together, he thought he knew the character of Chenqing fan. After three and a half years, he thought Chenqing fan had not changed at all. But now, in a trance, he felt that the sinking fans he saw were not real sinking fans.

Or maybe they are all real sinking fans.

"How many sides do you have?"

He murmured.

The big dog thought Fang Xie was talking about him. After thinking carefully, he replied uncertainly, "two sides?"

Fang Xie was dumbfounded and asked, "which two sides?"

When he asked, the big dog didn't know whether the answer he thought was correct, so he carefully tried, "front and back?"

Fang Xie laughed and looked carefree.

The big dog was embarrassed to scratch his messy hair. Suddenly, his eyes pointed to the south of the official road and said in a deep voice: "it seems that there is a big man."

Hundreds of riders

Taoist robe strap, high crown.

Three or two big red carriages came slowly in the middle.

Fang Xie narrowed his eyes and couldn't help sighing in a low voice. It was really a big man.

The Shen Qing fan standing under a big tree jumped to Fang Xie's side. She sat down on the branch of the tree and pointed to the mighty team and said, "a group of smelly Taoists are not worried, but there are two old Taoists in the carriage. One is high enough to scare people, and the other is not at the bottom."

She turned to Fang Xie and said, "of course, you may be more interested in another person."

At this time, Fang Xie found several familiar figures in the line of hundreds of people. So he was a little distracted, and he had the illusion of looking at those people as if they were separated from the world. Next to a carriage was neither a Taoist nor a court official who picked them up.

A strong man more than two meters tall and a thin man with a pair of cymbals hanging around his waist. A middle-aged man with a copper stick tied to his back, an assassin dressed in black and blindfolded in broad daylight.

Kirin, horizontal stick, iron slave, night owl.

There should have been a sink fan in the team, but now the sink fan is sitting next to Fang Xie. She held the branch of the tree with her hands, and her feet echoed in mid air. This kind of sinking fan makes people suddenly wake up. In fact, her age is far from being as mature as it feels.

"Should I go down and say hello?"

The big dog smiled and said.

"Iron slave still owes me a meal of wine."

Sink lean fan frown: "don't you drink?"

The big dog said seriously, "I haven't seen you for three and a half years. It's worth a drink."

Fang Xie rubbed his nose. Maybe his squatting legs were a little numb, so he also sat down on the branch of the tree. He looked at hundreds of people in the line, stared at one of the carriages, and suddenly laughed at himself.

"Really a waste, fake is a genius."

He asked Shen qingfan, "if you were the person behind me, would you think it would be better to take the fake back? What did you do at the beginning? Stealing someone casually is more powerful than me... And now you are the closing disciple of immortal Xiao. Won't you be more fierce in the future?"

"You can go down and stop the carriage."

Shen qingfan smiled and said, "she has always wanted to see you."

Fang Xie took out the cigarette bag from the deer skin pocket at his waist, lit it, took a sip, glanced and said, "she wants to see me not because I'm handsome. I can guess how much resentment she's accumulated for three and a half years. If that resentment can be converted into a sharp weapon to kill, it can twist me into a pool of mud every ten thousand miles."

"What did you say her name was?"

"Foam curd"

"Nice, isn't it beautiful?"

"It's beautiful"

"Then I have to be more careful. In the future, I really saw her saying that she had to be a man with her tail. She was a beautiful mess, a fucking genius, and was accepted as a disciple by the leader of the daozong of the Sui Dynasty. Ten years later, she will be a nine grade master who is afraid of others... Do you want people to live?"

Shen qingfan smiled and said nothing.

The young man sitting on the branch of a tree with a cigarette bag in his mouth and squinting his eyes looks strange... Like a demon.

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The officials in charge of welcoming Xiao Zhenzhen in Leshan of the Qing Dynasty were waiting at the drop off booth 30 miles away from Nancheng early. The level of these officials was not high. The biggest official is just a wailang from the fifth grade. However, you should know that there are few people who can greet the officials of the Sui rites Department thirty miles out of the city.

When Emperor Murong shame of Nanyan personally came to the imperial capital of the Sui Dynasty to demote his ministers, the officials of the ritual department were just waiting at the gate of Chang'an city.

In the words of an official of the Ministry of rites, although immortal Xiao is not a big man, he is a face of the Sui Dynasty, so the people of the Ministry of rites have to deal with it carefully. In the Mongol Yuan Empire, there were Buddhism, Dalun temple and Dalun Ming king. So his majesty let the great Sui Dynasty have daozong and qingleshan watch immortal Xiao. This is a flag erected by his Majesty the emperor of the great Sui Dynasty. How dare the officials of the ritual department not raise it higher?

And this time, the emperor of the Sui Dynasty personally ordered to invite immortal Xiao to attend the ceremony and martial arts academy examination. It's an invitation rather than a conscription. Even your Majesty's wording is so rigorous. How dare the following officials take it seriously?

The officials of the Ministry of rites really have some respect for immortal Xiao.

Your majesty wants to set up a sect, but it can't be set up by randomly appointing a person. Although the story of peach blossom and peach ripening in Leshan in Qing Dynasty is not true or false, it can deceive most people, that is a miracle. If you were someone else, you really don't have this means.

In the morning, Fang Xie and big dog watched the officials of the ritual Department pass by. They would watch them come back slowly next to a carriage. Fang Xie couldn't help praising: "the leader of the Taoist sect is to have such a shelf. Several small officials of five or six grades are really not qualified to get on his carriage."

The big dog skimmed his mouth: "Do you know that even if the Great Khan of the Mongol Yuan Empire goes to Dalun temple, he will worship three times and kowtow nine times all the way? Dalun Mingwang means that one person can make him an emperor, and one more time can turn him back to ordinary people. That's really important. Immortal Xiao's airs are still worse than Dalun Mingwang. Dalun Mingwang travels with three thousand golden monks and soldiers, and four heavenly lords around , spread flowers thousands of miles, and people and officials along the way can kneel all over the grassland! "

Shen qingfan disagreed and said, "that's because the Buddhism has been established for a long time. If the Taoism can persist for hundreds of years, then the Taoism leader after hundreds of years will be kneeling down along the street like King lunming. He can also casually refer to a person as an emperor and override any Imperial power in the secular world."

"No"

Fang Xie shook his head and said, "as long as the great Sui Dynasty doesn't fall, daozong will never have such a brilliant day. Unless daozong moves the sect door outside the great Sui Dynasty and grabs a piece of land with Buddha as his foundation."

Shen qingfan was stunned, and then nodded: "yes... I was wrong. The emperor of the great Sui Dynasty was too strong. He would never allow anyone in his empire to have more influence than himself. Like the Mongol Yuan Empire, the emperor also needed what king Da lunming designated. I'm afraid it won't happen in the great Sui Dynasty in many years."

"Imperial power is inseparable from divine power."

Fang Xie smiled and said, "because the emperor wants to count on the divine batons to cheat the people more for him. But unless the emperor is a waste... He will never allow divine power to override imperial power."

The big dog suddenly laughed at himself and said, "sometimes the emperor doesn't waste, he may also face the miserable situation of destroying the country."

This is out of tune with the previous conversation, and I don't know why he made it.

Fang Xie glanced at him and thought deeply.

The crowds on the official road are getting closer and closer, and the pomp looks bigger and bigger.

When the first big red carriage arrived at the edge of the town, it picked up the curtain. You could see a middle-aged Taoist with sword eyebrows and a high nose sitting cross legged. Different from other Taoist costumes, the Taoist wore a big red brocade robe embroidered with cumbersome patterns with gold thread. He sat in the carriage, closed his eyes, pinched the Dharma seal in his hands and put it on his knees. It looked very interesting Momentum, especially a little vermilion on his forehead, is the most eye-catching.

I don't know whether it's ordered or natural.

From a distance, it was as if a third eye had opened on his forehead. The vermilion mark almost as big as the peach pit was like a vertical red eye. The color was too bright, which was brighter than the red robe on his body, so it was particularly eye-catching.

Although it was a little far away, Fang Xie suddenly felt suffocated after looking carefully.

"Don't look."

The sinking fan lowered his voice and reminded him, "the mark on the old Taoist's forehead is strange. Even I almost lost my mind when I saw him last time."

Fang Xie frowned slightly and asked, "is he the ridiculous old Taoist you said? He doesn't look very old."

Shen qingfan nodded and said, "this red robed deity is Taoist he, who is in charge of punishment in the Taoist sect. Although his cultivation is high, it seems to me that even if he can't fight, he may still escape... Because I can see his height, and the old Taoist in the second carriage behind him is really terrible, because... I can't see how tall he is."

The person who can make Shen qingfan feel afraid may be really terrible.

At this time, the team outside the town suddenly stopped. Many people in the town gathered there to watch, and most of them were whispering. For the Taoist sect, the people actually don't know very well. Emperor Tianyou of the Sui Dynasty pushed Taoism. Because Leshan of the Qing Dynasty was in the south of the Yangtze River, there were not a few followers of Taoism among the people in the south of the Yangtze River. In Hebei, Gyeonggi and other places, people are still a little strange to Daoism, or even excluded.

It is not easy for a group of people who have never believed to believe in one thing.

Seeing that there were more people around, a disciple wearing a dark cyan Taoist robe came to the people and began to preach morality and justice. When someone asked questions, he answered them with a smile.

"There are no immortals in the sky, because the sky itself is the greatest God."

The Taoist smiled and said kindly, "time and all things are given by heaven. Man's destiny is also determined by heaven. The emperor of the Sui Dynasty is called the son of heaven because his majesty is really a child of heaven. What his majesty said represents the will of heaven. Why can't his Majesty's words be violated? Because the will of heaven can't be violated."

Hearing this sentence, Fang Xie couldn't help laughing and whispered, "these Taoists are dutiful. They must have been preached for his Majesty the great Sui emperor all the way."

The people listened carefully and asked questions from time to time. But at this time, a running bull suddenly rushed out of the tree forest. I don't know what frightened him. He rushed directly towards the crowd. The owner of the cow chased all the way behind and kept shouting to make people avoid.

Seeing that the running bull was about to crash into the crowd, the red robed priest sitting in the carriage suddenly opened his eyes, slowly raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the running bull.

One finger.

Subsidence.

A big pit suddenly collapsed on the official road as hard as green brick. The running bull had no time to stop and fell in fiercely. With a whine, the cow didn't know how many bones it had broken. It struggled at the bottom of the pit, but it just couldn't stand up like a falling net.

"I - Fuck!"

Fang Xie, sitting on the branch of the tree, opened his eyes and said, "it's too much!"