The weather in early autumn was refreshing and pleasant, and the two of them were not in a hurry, so they just walked and played. Go north all the way to the vicinity of Kongmingzong and then turn west.
Kongmingzong is one of the four major sects of Qizong. It is located in the hinterland of the Central Plains. The largest town under its jurisdiction is Luoyang City.
After entering the city gate, Chen Ziqi led the horse and stretched. As soon as he entered the city, he felt countless pairs of eyes staring at him. Chen Ziqi sighed silently, blaming Danyi for dressing too well. He had encountered many robbers and thieves along the way, and he was used to it.
Dan Yi, however, didn't seem to feel those peeping gazes, and walked to the most prosperous street without looking sideways.
I arbitrarily booked an inn and gave the horses to Xiao Er to go down and feed the hay. The shopkeeper took a look at their outfits, especially the jeweled wristbands on Dan Yi's arms, and smiled flatly, "Is the guest officer coming to the two rooms?"
"No, a lower room." Chen Ziqi threw a piece of silver over.
down? The shopkeeper didn't respond for a long time, but after confirming again and again, he wanted to leave the room, so he could only frown and give a number plate. Chen Ziqi put away the sign and dragged Danyi to the street to find something to eat.
"Do all the rich people like to live in lower rooms now?" Xiaoer asked the shopkeeper in confusion as he watched the two go out.
"Bah, it must be two poor ghosts, and the jewel wristbands are probably borrowed." The shopkeeper spat and said in the tone of the old rivers and lakes.
The martial arts conference is just around the corner, and most of the people who pass by Luoyang City at this time are those who are going to Liuhezong to participate in the martial arts conference. There are always some people who try their best to equip themselves with outfits in order to fill the scene, and there are many people who code the house for a sword.
The poor ghost Chen Ziqi and the poor ghost Dan Yi were hanging out on the street holding hands. Luoyang had a lot of snacks, so they had to take the opportunity to eat more. People on the street looked sideways when they saw the two big men holding hands.
Chen Ziqi just remembered that at this moment, both of them were wearing narrow-sleeved clothes, not covered by wide sleeves, so they could be seen clearly. Turning his head to look at Dan Yi, that person still had an indifferent expression, not aware of the gazes of passers-by. That's right, people are the phoenix who is the only one in the nine heavens and ten places, so how can they care about the thoughts of mortals.
Thinking of this, Chen Ziqi calmed down. Anyway, he is thick-skinned and is not afraid of people saying that as long as Danyi doesn't care, he doesn't care.
In the cities under the jurisdiction of the Jianghu sect, women are still relatively free, except for the place where the Extreme Yang Sect is extremely patriarchal. Everywhere on the street can be seen women from all over the world with sabres and big knives, walking freely on the street.
"What a handsome man!" Some girls gathered together and whispered, pointing to the two holding hands, "I don't know which sect they belong to?"
Chen Ziqi turned his head and blinked peach blossom eyes at the girls, which immediately caused a burst of silly laughter.
Dan Yi immediately pulled the person to his side, Chen Zi giggled, leaned into Dan Yi's ear and whispered, "There are too many monks here, and the women have never seen the world."
Kong Mingzong is a Buddhist, and the inner disciples are all monks. People in Luoyang City shaved their heads at a very young age in order to allow their children to enter the Mingzong Mingzong early to practice martial arts. There are many people wearing monk clothes on the street, and there are many little dolls with bare heads.
The warm breath sprayed on his ears, Dan Yi pursed his lips and chuckled, pulling him to eat the charred croquettes.
Just as he was talking, a bald boy slammed into Chen Ziqi's arms. He reached out and grabbed the bald head, "Boy, do you want to steal money?"
The little bald man was not a real monk, he was dressed in coarse cloth, with a runny nose and wandering eyes. There are many such children in the city, and once he is mixed into the crowd, it is difficult to find them again.
"No, it's not." The little boy flinched and broke free from Chen Ziqi's hand, but he couldn't break free, so he was about to cry.
"Stop!" In the restaurant next to him, three young monks in monk robes came out, frowning at Chen Ziqi, "Donor, this is under the jurisdiction of Kongmingzong, and you must not bully children."
"Which of your eyes saw me bullying him?" Chen Ziqi said, pressing the bald head to make the child turn around in a circle.
"You!" The headed monk was very angry, and went to grab the child in Chen Ziqi's hands.
Chen Ziqi changed his bald head from one hand to the other, accurately dodging the monk's attack. Because of the violent swaying, two money bags fell out of the child's body. The money bag was not tied properly, and the copper coins in it fell to the ground.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet for a moment, and everyone looked at the two purses, one was brocade kesi and the other was gold thread, neither of which could be used by a bald head in rags.
It turns out that this is a thief.
The three monks were a little embarrassed, and the tall one in the lead put his hands together and recited "Amitabha."
"Little master, look, it's not that I wronged him." Chen Ziqi looked at a few nosy monks.
"Donor, let him be spared. He is just a child, and he didn't steal your property, so let him go." The tall monk thought for a while, and begged for the thief.
"Yeah, let him go, he's still just a child." Someone on the side of the road also echoed.
Buddhists take compassion as their heart, and the people in Luoyang City have to rely on Kong Mingzong to live, so naturally they have to stand by them. Because of the monk's words, the crowd gradually gathered around and surrounded Chen Ziqi and Dan Yi, full of accusations against Chen Ziqi's actions.
Dan Yi snorted coldly, and was about to get angry, but Chen Ziqi pinched her palm, and she was able to hold it back.
Chen Ziqi rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "I don't know what to call this little master?"
The taller monk answered honestly, "Little monk Yuanhai, these two are my junior brothers Yuanjing and Yuansha."
The round character generation is the current generation of disciples of Kong Mingzong, but it should not be underestimated. Chen Ziqi nodded slightly and said with a smile, "I'm Changqi, I don't know each other if you don't fight. I'll invite some masters for a drink another day." After that, he pushed the child in his hand into Yuanhai's arms, and dragged Danyi away.
Invite a monk for a drink, and this person doesn't know if it's intentional or if he really doesn't understand the rules. Everyone shook their heads, looked at the three monks, Yuan Hai touched the boy's head, warned him not to steal any more, and let him go. The two money bags that fell on the ground had long been picked up by someone, and the child glanced angrily, turned around and ran away.
"Amitabha." After doing another blessing, Yuanhai was very happy, and folded his hands together and recited the Buddha's name. Suddenly I felt that something was wrong, the sleeves seemed to be lighter than before, I quickly touched the sleeves, and suddenly froze in place.
"Senior brother, what's the matter?" Yuan Jing quickly asked when he saw that his brother's expression was wrong.
"The silver taels are gone." Yuan Hai's face turned pale, the money was the incense candle money given by the master, and if he couldn't buy the incense candle, he would definitely be punished when he went back.
"Ah? Did that kid steal it just now!" Yuansha was loud, and everyone heard his call.
Just now, I swore and promised that this is just a child. I want to forgive him for going the wrong way for a while, and the child stole money in a blink of an eye. The news came too quickly in the present world, and when the surrounding people heard this, they dispersed in a rush, for fear that the monks would blame them for letting the thief go.
They saved people but got killed, and the sutras recited in the temple suddenly didn't work. The three monks were very annoyed and left the main street in despair.
Chen Ziqi, who had gone far, turned over and took out a small gray cloth purse, and weighed it in his hand. You Long Suiyue's hand is faster than any thief, and a monk's purse is no problem.
Dan Yi turned to look at him, and smiled helplessly, "Why bother with the monk, if you are not angry, I will help you teach them a lesson."
"It's not unusual to hit people directly. It's a good idea to tell them to hit their own faces." Chen Zi grinned and threw the money bag on the beggar sleeping on the street corner.
The beggar groaned when he was smashed, and scolded when he lifted the tattered clothes that covered his face. What he touched on his chest was about to be thrown back. Suddenly he felt something was wrong. as many as twelve. He had only heard of pie falling from the sky, but he did not expect that there would be silver falling from the sky. The beggar quickly looked around, picked up his broken straw mat, and went to another place immediately, so as not to be stared at.
Luoyang has been very prosperous since ancient times. There are many snacks on the street. Chen Ziqi pulled Danyi and sat on the street, ate two plates of fried jelly, and three bowls of fried croquettes in a row.
These charred croquettes are crispy balls fried with vegetarian vegetables and noodles. They are placed in a bowl and poured with hot and sour soup. The soup was boiled with vinegar and cornel juice, boiled hot, poured on the balls just out of the pot, sizzling. I scooped a spoonful and ate the meatballs with the soup. It was so delicious that I almost swallowed my tongue.
Dan Yi also sat with him on the street to eat snacks. Seeing Qi Qi's red nose eating, she couldn't help but want to laugh. Just eating a bowl of snacks together like this makes me feel very happy, and I personally hope that the Liuhe Sect can be further away, and it is good to walk hand in hand to the heavens and the earth.
"When my parents come back, let's get married." Dan Yi suddenly said this.
"Cough, cough..." Chen Ziqi was choked by the ball, "It's so good, why do you think of getting married?"
"I just thought of it all of a sudden, I just said it casually." Dan Yi stretched out his hand and sipped the soup from the corner of Chen Ziqi's lips with his thumb.
"Well," Chen Ziqi scooped up a ball and fed it to Dan Yi, "Can your father agree?" They should get married too. He is eighteen, Dan Yi is twenty, and the children are all over the floor at the age of ordinary people. Ran. However, neither he nor Dan Yi could lay eggs. Phoenix had to rely on the women of the Qing clan to continue the bloodline. If the two of them got married, the old palace master would no longer be able to hold his grandson.
"It doesn't matter." Dan Yi crunched and chewed the meatballs and said this after thinking for a long time.
"Huh?" Chen Ziqi twitched the corners of his mouth, it doesn't matter what it is, did you say that about his father? "Speaking of which, where have your parents gone?"
"… have no idea."
Is this biological
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
Qiqi: What if your father doesn't agree
Bird Attack: His opinion doesn't matter
Father Bird: How to speak? I don't agree with you two getting married!
Bird Attack: Grandpa!
Grandpa Bird: You stinky boy, you are more than 100 years old and have not married a wife yet. Did I tell you about your father? The grandson finally found a daughter-in-law and was not allowed to speak!
Bird Dad: QAQ