Chapter 915

Lying in the trough, the emperor is so poor that he has fallen into dross. It's ridiculous that Yuan Shichao sent more than 20 guards to "protect" him. However, on another thought, yuanshichao thought of himself as Cao Cao, who did the activity of "holding the emperor to order the princes". If no one "protects", what if Ping Xiaoxi ran away from the emperor and attacked him under the banner of the emperor? In this case, Yuan Shichao's idea is also right.

Fang Qi saw that the emperor was pitiful and disgusting. He wanted to ignore him, but he was afraid that he would die. It was inextricable. Then a trace of medicinal Qi gathered on his chest. The emperor was still a congenital heart disease. No wonder he would grow like this. It seems that since Xu Fu's eastward crossing opened up civilization, the royal family has lost mice from generation to generation. Throughout the history of the emperor, it seems that he has always lived in frustration and never stood up.

The medicine Qi injected by Fang Qi lingers around the heart and constantly enhances the ability of the myocardium. There is something wrong with the engine and it is impossible to rise up. I hope I can treat him and make him become a hero.

After an hour, Houqu river was finally more comfortable. Fang Qi helped him up and thanked him: "thank you, sir, for healing me!"

Miao Miao walked around the palace for a long time and looked at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall one by one. The heart says that the thin camel is still bigger than the horse. These calligraphy and paintings also have some value. These song paper alone are expensive, which can't be consumed by ordinary people.

Fang Qi returned to his Futon hanging plate and sat down to drink water. "Your Majesty, I don't know what the legend of Xu Fu's eastward crossing in the Central Plains had to do with you in the early years?"

Houqu River's face eased a lot. Speaking of Xu Fu, he still looked respectful: "our ancestors founded this foundation. Unfortunately, later, we can no longer reproduce the glory of our ancestors. It's really a shame." He added: "your Genji family is also a branch of the Central Plains. Many times, you really want to go to the mainland to pay tribute to the relics of your ancestors."

Fang Qi put down his tea cup and asked Xiaobai to take out a bag of copper money: "Your Majesty, you have chest pain and have been cured, or what you said just now. I hope I can have a rest without fighting after the strike, rather than harassing and fighting everywhere. " Get up and leave. It's boring to chat with the loser.

After coming out of the palace, the four rode to Xinghua temple. The temple is not far from the palace. Indeed, the traces left by Jianzhen can be found in it. There is a god statue shaped according to his physical appearance. The monks in the temple said that when master Jianzhen came to preach the Dharma, the monks in Xinghua temple were refuted and speechless. Since then, they worship under his door and learn the Dharma with him.

Xinghua temple can also be regarded as a branch of Xingfu temple, because Jianzhen monk spent five years in Xingfu temple in his early years. Later, because the emperor was unhappy at that time, he was given an abandoned palace. Master Jianzhen Jielu built the Tang zhaoti temple and carried forward the Buddhism in the Tang zhaoti temple. The later emperor respected Buddhism and built many monasteries in Nara. After Jianzhen sat down, his disciples worshipped his body in gold paint in the temple, which is still there today.

I thought I'd get something from coming to Kyoto, but I'm just empty handed. Japanese foot pots only pay attention to the use of religious representation, and there are few eminent monks of great virtue. Even later temples can be private property. Monks can also regard temples as a family, marry wives, have children and multiply.

After a night's stay in Kyoto, Fang Qi and the four wanted to return to Kamakura the next day. When they arrived near Yinzhao, the dusk was getting darker and they had just left a village. They planned to spend the night in the next village. While walking, a whirlwind came suddenly. Several people couldn't help closing their eyes slightly. When the wind passed, they saw a white horse standing 100 meters in front of them, and a handsome young man sitting immediately.

At first sight, Fang Qi's eyes narrowed. Miao Miao warned: "you should be careful. This person will change his face. The magic is very important. Compared with the Taoist of the Western Ming Dynasty, it's no less disappointing! " The two sides confronted each other, and no one took the initiative.

The wind is rolling with snowflakes, and there is a vast expanse of white between heaven and earth. They did not follow the official path, but took a shortcut. Even if it is a flat plain, the villages are far away, and it is inaccessible, and ghosts can't be seen. It's a great place to fight in this place.

As soon as Da Kuo's body shook, the skeleton ghost head long knife "choked brightly" bounced out, hit a way in the air and flashed into his hand, and then the white horse ran wildly; With a flick of his finger, Fang Qi held the handle of the knife in his left hand and a war horse in his two hands. The horse roared up.

When the two horses staggered, Fang Qi narrowed his eyes. The cold wind swept the snow particles. He was fine, but the horse under his crotch was hit by the snow particles, and his blood splashed out like a small fountain. Just as the horse was about to fall, Fang Qi jumped up in the air and landed steadily on the ground in a few blinks.

Miao Miao was right. When the handsome young master rushed over, he only rolled up a shower of snow and the particles disappeared instantly. Fang Qi didn't see where he was. Holding the long knife tightly in both hands, his eyes looked around for a circle. Suddenly, there was another gust of wind. Fang Qi knew that it was bad, and his body moved out in a twinkling. But I just felt that the ghost knife seemed to be around him, and the two knives collided with each other and rang.

Don't say Fang Qi is nervous. Even Xiao hei and Xiao Bai are silly. Is it a person or a ghost? How can they move so fast? Almost no friends!

However, Miaomiao calmly rode on his horse and quietly released the puppet. The puppet was shaken out. The fake Miaomiao several virtual shadows came behind Da Kan and raised his hand. Although the fake Miaomiao's knife was not enough to kill him, it would at least force him to show his shape.

Sure enough, as soon as Da Kuo's body stagnated, his speed slowed down a lot. Fang Qi was in a cold sweat. He was so dangerous! Shit, how can this old monster be so fast? Spit out the turbid air, and the air runs through both hands. Cooperate with fake Miao Miao and Da Gong to fight together.

The Dagong is also a cow. The devil's head knife blocks left and right. They even fight hard. They still have spare strength. Fang Qi fought hard, and the knife danced like ten thousand swords and flowers. The speed of fake Miao Miao was also amazing.

There was no fighting among three people on the snow field, only a white fog rotating at high speed. Xiaohei and Xiaobai also asked Miaomiao: "little Lord, do we want to help? This man is too powerful."

Miao Miao hehe glanced at them: "just you two?" Xiao Hei's self-esteem was hurt. "We can fight in groups."

"No, let's just watch. Don't make trouble. You two are still early. Don't think it's great to have a real dragon soul. You can't beat him. "

Xiaobai looks at Xiaohei. That means, see, we can add wind if we fart. What's called adding chaos. But it seems that the handsome scholar is so powerful that he can't go up. It's really troublesome for the master.

At this moment, I heard a "clang", like the sound of a knife being broken. The two fools are still happy. Well, break the little white faced knife!