"What two people and one person?"
Zhuo Buyi didn't understand Fang Jie's soliloquy. Fang Jie's abrupt sentence before was extremely difficult to understand.
On Fang Jie's face, there was an expression of sudden realization. He couldn't help but walked back and forth in the yard for a few steps, and he still couldn't believe what he had guessed. When we were at the tea shop before, the man who brought him to the Ouchi guard said that you were his disciple, if you revealed your identity when you entered the city, who would dare to make things difficult for you? Thinking of this sentence, Fang Xie's thoughts became clearer and clearer, and he couldn't help but sighed that his luck was so good that it was unbelievable.
The man in the green shirt in Fan Gu has such a big background.
The more he thought about it, the more incredible he felt.
In the end, Fang Xie couldn't help laughing.
"crazy?"
Zhuo Buyi rolled his eyes at him and asked.
"Not crazy."
Fang Jie stopped laughing and said, "I just thought of some ridiculous things, and I couldn't help but think that I'm such an idiot, that I didn't really understand until now."
He asked Zhuo Buyi: "Is there a place for me to wash my face?"
Zhuo Buyi couldn't understand what the young man was thinking, and he was confused no matter what he said. He asked in surprise, "Wash your face? What are you doing for washing your face?"
Fang Jie said: "If there are no accidents, maybe it won't be long before the emperor is summoned by His Majesty. Since I am meeting the Emperor, I have to wash up anyway. It is disrespectful to go to see Your Majesty in such a disgraceful manner."
Zhuo Buyi was stunned, couldn't help but stare at Fang Jie, and then suddenly realized: "I didn't expect you to know the identity of that person yourself, you are really an idiot. What's more unexpected is that the fat Taoist deceived the commander, and then even His Majesty also lied... You are not his disciple."
Fang Jie was taken aback for a moment, then said angrily, "You can't take advantage of others' danger."
"It's not taking advantage of others."
Zhuo Buyi said: "I said before that you are a person with a very firm mind, so it is not easy for me to see through your heart. But anyone can be affected by emotions, whether it is sadness or happiness, and often At these times, the defense will be lowered... You were a little carried away just now, so I can see what you are thinking."
Fang Jie couldn't help but shook his head and said, "I'm not that person's disciple, but Mr. intends to expose me?"
Zhuo Buyi also shook his head and said: "I don't care about your life or death, I just can't bear to part with a good seedling that I finally found. If you die, Xiao Yao will not feel better."
"I still have to thank you."
Fang Jie smiled, feeling that the sky was much bluer than before.
"Don't be too complacent."
Zhuo Buyi said seriously: "Your Majesty's temperament cannot be figured out by just anyone. If His Majesty doesn't kill you now, it doesn't mean he won't kill you in the future. Maybe I will call you to ask you to understand the matter, or people will kill you." You dragged it out of Changchun Garden and unloaded it for one hundred and sixty-eight yuan. So what you have to do now is not to be proud, but to think about how to continue telling the lie."
"Damn Xiang Qingniu!"
Fang Jie scolded in a low voice: "He refused to tell me any news. If he told me what he told the Commander first, why should I be annoyed and how to talk to him?"
At this moment, a big inner guard walked in quickly, first saluted Zhuo Buyi, then pointed to Fang Jie and said, "You, come with me."
"where to?"
"Changchun Garden."
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Fuyunlou is a relatively famous restaurant in Chang'an, the imperial capital, and it is said to be a century-old restaurant. The restaurant's business has always been good, and many dignitaries and dignitaries come here to have a gathering on weekdays. The owner of the restaurant is said to be from the Cui family, but 99% of them are trying to pull a big banner.
Anyone with the surname Wang will say that he is from the Wang family in Jiangnan, and those with the surname Li will often insist that they are related to the Li family in Longyou even if they have never left Chang'an City in their life. There's no shame in giving yourself a louder parentage.
The sky was completely dark, but the guests who came to Fuyunlou for dinner were still immersed in the staggered light. In the prosperous age, the business of restaurants will not be too bad after all, especially in the imperial capital of the Sui Dynasty, even ordinary people would go to restaurants for entertainment occasionally, not to mention, the most important thing in this imperial capital is the rich.
In the private room on the second floor of Fuyun Building, several people have been in for a long time. The table was filled with wine and food, but when the waiter went in to refill the tea, he found that the four guests basically hadn't eaten any food. On the contrary, the wine was drunk very quickly, and five jars of old wine had been sent in one after another. This shows that the four guests' drinking capacity is really surprisingly good.
There were four men, the most striking of which was a tower-like man over two meters tall. The button of the commoner gown on his body was unbuttoned, revealing the bronze-colored skin inside, and the muscles in his chest seemed as hard as rocks. Even if this person is sitting, it gives people a very strong sense of oppression. The most shocking thing is the black unicorn tattoo on his chest.
His name is Qilin.
It wasn't his name, but he had almost forgotten his original name after being called it for fifteen years.
He picked up the wine bowl in front of him and drank it down in one gulp, and when he put down the wine bowl, he was very forceful.
With a bang, the wine bowl was completely embedded into the table by him.
"Aggrieved!"
He whispered two words and his face was a little ferocious.
"I'm aggrieved!"
Tie Nu who sat across from him said with a gloomy face: "Fifteen years have passed, we don't need to take risks any more. It's hard to settle down and find a big tree like Yiqiguan to lean on. Is it easy? Da Sui can let us We don’t have many safe places, and the one-body view is obviously the best place to go. How many people came out together back then, and how many people are left now?”
Qilin glared at him and said: "If there is no Shen Qingfan, we would not be alive today."
Tie Nu suddenly stood up and said angrily: "If there is no Fang Jie, we don't have to live these fifteen years like dogs in fear!"
Qilin was startled, unable to find anything to refute.
The oldest among them is Tienu, who already has prestige, and the relationship between them has already become closer than brothers in the past ten years. Over the years, they have gone through life and death together to support and support each other, and have faced many mortal crises. They have become an inseparable whole, and they can depend on each other for life and death. But today, there are big differences between the four of them.
"I still feel that it's a bit unfair to do so."
Qilin directly grabbed the wine jar, poured it in one breath, wiped the liquid on his chin and said in a low voice, "Shen Qingshan saved my life."
"She saved you to protect herself!"
Tie Nu glared at him and said.
"I don't care about that. I owe her my life and I have to pay it back."
Qilin stood up, glanced at the other three people and asked, "I'm going to find Shen Qingshan and Fang Jie now, which one of you will follow me?"
Tie Nu didn't speak, and Ye Xiao didn't answer either.
After a moment of silence, Heng stick stood up and walked to Qilin and said: "You and I... Although we don't have the fifteen years of suffering without Fang Jie, I really like that little guy. To be honest I haven't seen Lao Tzu for three and a half years. I really miss him. Before the separation of Dali City, that little guy liked to cling to me and listen to my hooligan jokes. At that time, didn't you all say that the two of us were perverts... People with the strength of Dagou and Mu Xiaoyao can do things, I have no reason to lose to them. Qilin... Don't persuade, everyone has his own ambitions, let's go."
Qilin hummed, took out an ingot of silver from his pocket and put it on the table.
"I'll treat you to this drink... Maybe there will be no next time in this life to sit and drink together."
He turned around and walked out of the room. He clasped his fists at Tie Nu and Ye Xiao and said, "Both brothers, I have kept in mind the fifteen years of care I have taken care of. Maybe there is really no day to see each other today. This time we have to face The crisis is not less than what we faced before. Shen Qingshan broke into the military department at night and killed more than a hundred people in one go. The emperor of the Sui Dynasty couldn't bear it no matter how good-tempered he was. There are so many masters in Chang'an city, I'm leaving..."
He smiled and didn't continue talking.
"Take care of yourself!"
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Walking out of the Fuyun Tower, the slightly shaky Qilin stood on the street and asked the stick: "Where can we find a solution?"
Hang stick thought for a while and said: "Go to the residence first and get the weapons of the two of us. If there is no one in your hand, you will be two points weaker. The rules in Chang'an City are too big to allow you to walk around with weapons. You go back and get them." Be careful in the future, don't be noticed by the officers and soldiers patrolling the city. Since Fang Xie and the singing and dancing club called Hongxiu Zhao are closely related, I will go there to ask first. Whether they know Fang Xie's news or not, we will wait an hour later Meet before Hongxiu Zhaomen, find a place to rest for a while, and leave the city at dawn."
"good!"
Qilin patted his face to lift his spirits, looked at the stick and said, "Be careful too."
"Are you still worried that I will be swallowed by those little ladies?"
Heng stick smiled, turned and left.
"Horizontal stick!"
Qilin stopped him from behind, and Hengstick turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"
"You seem to be a few years older than me. Why don't we become brothers and I'll call you big brother from now on?"
Qilin stroked his bald head, and this tall, strong and burly man was a little embarrassed.
"OK!"
Heng Gun nodded and said: "When we find Fang Jie when we go out of the city, we will take him in as a mistress."
Qilin laughed loudly, nodded vigorously, then turned around and strode away. Henggun watched Qilin's majestic back gradually disappear, couldn't help but shook his head and smiled and said to himself: "This idiot...it's not bad to be a brother!"
He looked at the street where there were not many pedestrians, and after identifying the direction where the red sleeve move was located, he walked over quickly. Fuyun Tower is not close to Hongxiu Zhao, even if you walk faster, it will take at least half an hour to walk. After arriving in Chang'an in the past few days, the four of them have often come out to hang out. The greatest pleasure is to find restaurants next to each other to eat.
Fifteen years of eating and sleeping in the open, finally stable.
But it's stable, it seems a bit too short.
The horizontal stick turned around a small alley, looked to the left and right to see if there was anyone, and then raised his inner strength and rushed forward. He only took remote paths along the way, so that he could perform his lightness kung fu, and the city patrolling officers and soldiers would pass by on the street soon, and if he was seen, he would inevitably be in trouble.
Just when he turned into a deep alley, he suddenly stopped and turned to look behind.
At some point, a white figure appeared behind him.
In such a quiet and deep night, the sudden appearance of that white shadow like a ghost makes one's heart chill. This person's body skills are obviously very good, and he doesn't know how long he has been following the horizontal stick. He was like a piece of clothing that was blown by the wind, floating forward without seeing how to use it.
"who!"
Hengstick asked in a low voice.
The man seemed a little surprised to be noticed by the horizontal stick, and after a pause, he walked over slowly. Under the cold moonlight, the white clothes fluttered, looking like a ghost without legs and feet floating forward. When he got close to the stick, he could see clearly that it was a handsome and flawless young man who came.
"Why follow me?!"
Heng stick asked in a cold voice.
"Who are you… "
The man hesitated and asked, "The man who is good at using iron bars?"
Hearing these words, Henggun's expression suddenly changed. He looked at the young man trying to recognize who he was, but he didn't have any impression of this person in his memory.
"Are you..."
He wanted to ask you if you were the ones who had been chasing and killing us, but before he could ask, the young man in white had already said, "I wanted to follow you to find Fang Jie, but I underestimated your vigilance. No wonder, fifteen years is enough time to keep a man on his toes."
"Your cultivation base is not bad, but unfortunately... your weapon is not with you."
He said.
Heng stick snorted coldly, and secretly concentrated all his energy in his right hand. He looked at the young man in white and said, "It doesn't matter if the stick is there or not, the intention of the stick is enough!"
After saying this, he suddenly stepped back and raised his right hand in mid-air, with his four fingers together and his index finger facing the sky.
"The stick is here!"
With a shout, the index finger slammed down.
The temperature in the night sky changed suddenly, and it became hot within tens of meters around. In an instant, that index finger seemed to have turned into an invisible huge iron rod more than ten meters long, and it fell down like an overwhelming mountain. When the invisible giant stick fell, there was a crackling sound in the air.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and the smoke and dust filled the alley as if being swept up by a strong wind.
With one finger and one stick, a deep ditch with a width of one meter was smashed into the road of this small alley. The hard bluestone slabs shattered into pieces and were shaken into powder by the stick. The dust and smoke swirled around, and the small trees on the side of the road were actually broken by the blowing. The courtyard walls of the nearby houses were immediately covered with cobweb-like cracks!
There is no doubt that this is the strongest stick that Heng stick has ever used in his life.
"It's not bad, a casual cultivator can achieve such an achievement on his own. It's very good. The method of destroying demons with the magic pestle is almost the same, but it's stronger than your stick method, because since it's destroying demons, naturally you can't feel pity. .The devil walks in the human world and disrupts the common people, and the Buddha also wants the Vajra to glare."
Just as the horizontal stick was staring at the place where the dust and smoke were dense, cold words floated out from the smoke and dust. A gust of wind swept past, and the dust and smoke dispersed. When he looked again, Henggun's expression suddenly changed.
That stick intention, when it reached three feet in front of the young man in white, it was hard to get an inch! The one-meter-wide deep ditch stopped abruptly before the man was three feet tall.
Such a domineering and fierce stick failed to get close to the young man in white!
"The Buddha said that the human body is just an appearance, which can be determined or illusory. You can be regarded as a bit enlightened by pointing at the stick, and you have penetrated some of the Buddha's intentions that can be determined and illusory. But since it is an illusion, why bother to stick to the stick?" kind?"
He stretched out his finger and clicked away, and with a bang, a narrow wound suddenly appeared on the right chest of the horizontal stick, piercing back and forth, and the blood mist exploded.
"It can be transformed into a sword."
The young man in white said softly: "It can also be turned into a hammer."
He pressed again, and with a bang, the body of the horizontal stick seemed to be hit on the heart by a heavy hammer, and it flew backward more than ten meters away, hitting the wall of a house fiercely, and it didn't know it was broken. How many ribs.
"It can also be turned into an axe."
He pointed again, and like a sharp ax fell from the sky, it neatly removed half of the shoulder of the stick!
The young man in white walked forward slowly, and said as he walked, "This is an illusion. There are countless changes and wonderful methods. But fingers are fingers, and the shape of the fingers has not changed after countless illusions. This is samadhi."
"I like to use fixed fingers. The original intention is the original intention. The most authentic and simple is what my Buddhist disciples are looking for."
His fingers pressed down, and the horizontal stick struggling to stand up couldn't help but groaned, his body twitched a few times and then became silent. On his forehead, there was a smooth and round hole, white brain and red His blood mixed together and gurgled out of the small hole.
"Ming Wang is merciful and will bless you in your death."
Chen Ya, a wonderful monk in white clothes fluttering like a lotus flower, chanted sutras in a low voice, with a solemn treasure appearance.