Chapter 1918：

"Master Xuanzhuang, shouldn't you go to the west? Why did you come here?" Shi Lang asked suspiciously.

"Huh? Does the benefactor Fujimaru Shiro know the poor monk?" Xuanzhuang Sanzang looked at Shiro with some doubts.

"I am a traveler after all and I have been to many places." Shi Lang replied with a smile, but said in his heart, who does not know who does not know the famous immortality?

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Shilang nodded, "I know a little bit."

"It's amazing." Guinevere's eyes twinkled, "I haven't even heard of these things."

Shi Langxin said, it is of course that you have never heard of this. After all, the Heavenly Dynasty of the same period was in the last years of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and it was still a hundred years away from the appearance of the Tang Empire.

"I was entrusted by the king of Tang to go to the west to visit the Buddha and ask for the truth. I lost my way so far, presumably my four disciples must be worried about it, so I also ask Princess Guinevere to let me go west. "Xuanzhuang Sanzang put his palms together, and stared at Guinevere, full of sincere plea.

"This...I'm extremely sorry, Master Xuanzhuang. You are my father's distinguished guest, or wait for my father to come back, and you can talk to him. Otherwise, I will definitely be scolded by my father." Guini Weier Said embarrassedly.

Xuanzhuang Sanzang looked at Guinevere sincerely, trying to impress Guinevere with sincere eyes, but she obviously didn't know that the early Guinevere was a real mother-in-law.

Guiniweier turned her head away, not looking at Xuanzhuang Sanzang's sincere eyes, Xuanzhuang Sanzang sighed dejectedly.

Seeing this scene in his eyes, Shi Lang was puzzled, and asked: "Honorable King Leidekuan, will you not let the master go?"

Xuanzhuang Sanzang nodded and sighed: "King Liodekuan is kind and generous, and he is thirsty for seeking talents. It's a pity that I'm just a traveler, not the sage that King Liodekuan asked for."

"Oh, that's it."

Shi Lang nodded. In this period, Britain was surrounded by foreign enemies, and there were many princes. In order to enhance their own strength, countries were indeed eager for talents.

Although Xuanzhuang Sanzang is not a political talent, as a direct disciple of the enlightened person, living in Buddhism and dictating philosophical principles, he will indeed make people in ancient centuries think that he is a great sage who has never come out of the world. The reaction of King Liodekuan is in common sense. Inside.

"Please also ask Master Xuanzhuang to stay in Camland for more time, and when my father returns, please resign from him." Guiniweier smiled at Xuanzhuang Sanzang and suggested.

"If it is my fault to make Princess Guinevere embarrassed, it is my fault. It can only be so," Xuanzhuang Sanzang sighed, and then murmured: "It's just that, when will I get to the west? Huh?"

Ah, master, you may not realize that you have overrun. From Britain to India, you probably need to run another eight thousand kilometers back.

Shi Lang muttered to himself.

"Oh, that's right." As soon as he was lost, Xuanzou Sanzo looked at Shirou as if he had seen an excellent disciple. His eyes were shining, and he said excitedly: "Sir Fujimaru Shirou, I see your eyes bright. , Has the innocent Buddha nature. If you meet with poor monks here, the donor must have a relationship with the Buddha. It is better to shave your hair as a monk, worship me as a teacher, and study the Dharma with me. I can just give you a Dharma name, called enlightenment... …"

"Master Xuanzhuang!"

Before Xuanzhuang Sanzang finished speaking, Shi Lang pointed to the empty corridor behind her with a smile on his face: "Please leave smoothly."

"Huh?" Xuanzhuang Sanzang was taken aback.

Shi Lang's elegant smile, in short, please get out!

...

Came into the room arranged by Guinevere, walked into the bathroom, washed it again, and then walked out of the bathroom.

On the bed, there was already a change of clothes prepared by the maid in advance. Shiro changed the clothes and stood in front of the bronze mirror, looking at himself in the bronze mirror. Is this young boy in China a more sunny, brighter, and brighter beautiful boy? If there is, it must be me."

Although it is clear that Britain is a man behind the scenes, this does not prevent Shirou from being happy.

How to say?

As soon as he returned to this era, came to this land, and saw the people here, smelling the air full of poetry and fantasy, Shirou felt very happy.

This is probably because he has struggled hysterically in this land, and he has left blood and tears here.

If you insist on describing it, it is that the old man is crazy about talking.

However, although he was in a good mood, this did not make Shirou give up the idea of ​​violating the black hand behind the scenes.

After all, now the shadow of the Lord of Relief is getting closer and the evil king Sajo Aige is acting in the dark. There are still many secrets in the [Council]... At this critical juncture, I actually came to him. No matter who it is, you can’t forgive it.

Guinevere was the princess of Kamland. When King Löddkuan and several princes were out, although there were ministers who presided over the overall situation, Guinevere was a princess after all, and because of the essence of the fairy Vivian’s For this reason, he was smart since he was a child and made a lot of constructive suggestions to Kamland, so as soon as he returned to the country, he was arrested by the ministers, replaced King Leodkuan, and went to hear politics in person.

Oh, yes, she was like a little rabbit at the time, she was taken away by the ministers with fate on the back of her neck, crying and crying.

It can only be said that it really deserves to be seduced by Gui Niweier, and it can be suppressed to such an extent.

However, before she was captured, Shilang was given the right to enter and leave the palace freely, so Shilang could enter and leave the palace in Camland without making a report.

"Okay. Let me see, what is the fox tail you are showing."

Shi Lang showed a happy smile, walked out of the bedroom, and walked out of the palace.

He is going to see what the pure white tower of Britain that does not belong to him is!

However, as soon as he walked out of the palace, passers-by on the street paid attention to him. A young boy pointed at Shi Lang and said in an innocent tone: "Look! It's the male version of Princess Guinevere!"

"Ah! It's the male version of Princess Guinevere!"

"Princess Guinevere is the first beauty, so the male version of Princess Guinevere is the first man, right?"

Puff——!

Shi Lang covered his chest, his happy mood collapsed in an instant, and by the way, he was also squeezed out of internal injuries.

He could only bury his head and keep his ears silent, and hurried towards the pure white tower that formed horns with the palace and was several floors higher than the palace.

The Pure White Tower, like the Royal Palace, was located in the center of Camland, only three blocks away from the Royal Palace, and quite close. Shi Lang immersed himself in and rushed towards the Pure White Tower.

"That boy, wait a minute!"

Shi Lang raised his head and looked around, and he saw two priests staring at him. He pointed his finger at himself, as if asking them, is he calling himself?

"It's you, boy." The two priests nodded.

Shi Lang raised his eyebrows.

Although he did not discriminate against priests, when he thought that his dynasty had died because of his faith, he still had some prejudice in his heart.

It's just that the situation is not clear right now, and he is not a person who angers others, so he just raised his eyebrows, then walked over and asked, "Is there anything going on, priest?"

Both priests were wearing white robes, with a silver coin pendant engraved with a goblet around their necks.

One of the tall priests said: "Don’t run into the street. It’s not good to hit people, hit the wall, and even worse. It’s almost night, the sea breeze at night is very cold and the clothes are so thin, but I’ll catch a cold. This cloak is here for you, and I’ll return it to the church tomorrow morning."

The priest handed a white plush cloak to Shirou's hand, and then left with his companion.

"Um..."

Looking at the plush cloak in his hand, Shi Lang was stunned, puzzled.