Wan Zhongyi was shocked when he was splashed with cold water. He woke up suddenly and looked around in shock.
"You're a lucky boy. Wait until I talk to the emperor and ask him to approve your marriage," the fat man said.
After the fat man finished speaking, he was overjoyed and thanked him profusely. Murong Feng was so sad that she couldn't stop crying.
Hearing Murong Feng cry, the fat man frowned and turned around, "Why are you crying? Women have long hair and short knowledge. They marry a man and marry a man. They wear clothes and eat. They are good-looking but don't have to pay for their food. Only those who are capable are serious. Look. Look at his abilities, how powerful he is in moving clouds and making rain. You are lucky to be with him, and you will cry without feeling depressed."
Murong Feng didn't answer, just cried.
The fat man was annoyed and looked back at Nanfeng, "What should we do next?"
"Let's go out first." Nanfeng said. The fat man had a big deal, but whether it could happen or not depends on Murong Lu's wishes.
"Let's go, let's go." The fat man left first.
Nan Feng and Zhuge Chanjuan followed, and Wan Zhong went to the corner to help Murong Feng. Murong Feng hated him and refused to let him help him, so she walked out by herself wiping tears.
When Wan Zhongyi and Murong Feng came out of the cave, the fat man pointed his finger at Lao Bai and said to Wan Zhongyi, "Do you know it?"
"Is this true listening?" Wan Zhongyi guessed.
The fat man didn't answer, but said something in Sanskrit to Lao Bai. Lao Bai shook his body and transformed, showing his true appearance as a ferocious beast, raising his head and roaring, so mighty.
In fact, Wan Zhongyi had never seen Di Ting before, and didn't know what Di Ting looked like. But what the fat man did was to help him, and there was no need to lie to him. Therefore, when he saw Lao Bai's change, he immediately fell to the ground and screamed. Buddha.
"No need, no need. I haven't been certified yet, so you don't have to kowtow to me." The fat man waved his hand.
"Allow me to show my true form and carry the Bodhisattva and his party out." Wan Zhongyi said.
"Don't say goodbye. Is it okay to scare them for no reason?" the fat man asked.
"That's possible, but it won't fly high." Wan Zhongyi replied.
"You take the princess out first, and we'll ride on the birds." The fat man pointed at Master Ba.
Wan Zhongyi responded respectfully and took Murong Feng to the west.
"Ba Ye can't carry so many people, you and Lao Bai go out first." Nan Feng said to the fat man.
"Okay, how's the business going?" The fat man raised his finger.
Nanfeng shook his head, "It's not going well. You guys should go out first. Don't say anything to Murong Lu yet. I have asked him to send people back to the country to find some eminent monks. We can't be sure if we say it ourselves. We need their confirmation." OK."
The fat man agreed, and he and Lao Bai, who had turned back into a white dog, took Ba Ye into the sky and headed west.
After the fat man left, Nanfeng made a gesture to Zhuge Chanjuan, and then led the way to the mountainside stone gate.
When she got close to the stone gate, Zhuge Chanjuan stepped forward and looked at it carefully. After a long time, she turned back and said, "It's a stone gate, but the water vapor here is too heavy, and it's covered with moss. It looks like it's all in one piece."
"The stone door is very thick, and there is a metal sandwich inside. If you can't find the opening mechanism, even the fat man's hammer can't break it." When Zhuge Chanjuan looked at the stone door, Nanfeng looked at the stone walls to the left and right of the stone door. There is no door opening mechanism.
"This nine-square grid may be the door-opening mechanism." Zhuge Chanjuan pointed to the nine protrusions on the door.
Nanfeng nodded. He also suspected that this stone door was controlled by a nine-square grid. He was not unfamiliar with similar mechanisms. When he was in Chang'an, a thief once stole a jewelry box from a wealthy household. It had this kind of nine-square grid on it. Then The thief couldn't open it, so he asked the blacksmith for help, but was caught by the latter's police officer. The matter spread from there. It is said that this kind of mechanism can only be opened by contacting the nine palaces in the corresponding order. The tripod inscriptions next to the nine palaces are most likely to be clue.
"Come and see." Zhuge Chanjuan pointed to one of the bumps.
Nanfeng leaned over and took a closer look, only to see that the raised edge was slightly damaged. Judging from the gap, it seemed that it was cracked due to external force.
"Someone once tried to open this stone gate." Zhuge Chanjuan said.
Nanfeng nodded, "It is indeed caused by prying, but these marks do not seem to have been caused recently."
Zhuge Chanjuan threw away the branch used to brush the moss, "Wan Zhongyi has been living here. He should know who has been here before. You can ask him."
"He may not know, he doesn't even know that this is a stone gate." Nanfeng shook his head and said.
While the two were talking, Ba Ye came back. The two jumped out and were carried by Ba Ye to the west bank.
The atmosphere on the west bank is a bit strange. Murong Feng, Murong Lu and others are in the big tent, while Fatty and Wan Zhongyi are outside the tent. There are several generals around them. They seem to be accompanying and talking, but in fact they are guarding them.
The two fell outside the tent. Murong Lu must have seen them, but they did not come out to meet them.
"How is it?" Nanfeng walked towards the fat man.
"Not very good." The fat man was very unhappy.
"What are you doing standing outside? Go in and talk." Nanfeng waved to the two of them, then took the lead in walking towards the big tent.
Seeing that he wanted to enter the tent, the generals tried to stop him. Nanfeng frowned and looked coldly, and the latter retreated.
At this time, Murong Feng must have informed Murong Lu of everyone's previous conversations and actions. Murong Lu may not be very willing, so he was very dissatisfied with Nan Feng and Fatty. When he saw them coming in, he tried to appease Murong Feng without speaking to them. .
No one likes embarrassment, and Nanfeng is no exception. The current embarrassment was caused by Murong Lu. Whoever caused the embarrassment will bear the consequences. Nanfeng neither swallowed nor was pleasant, and went straight to the point with cold words, "Your daughter I have found it for you, now it’s time to talk about other things.”
Murong Lu didn't expect Nanfeng to say these words, nor did he expect Nanfeng's tone to be so harsh. He raised his head in shock and refused to answer.
Nan Feng walked to a seat and sat down, "Let me ask you, after the Emperor's List was unveiled, did it rain as promised?"
Seeing Nan Feng's tone, Murong Lu was naturally displeased, but he did not know Nan Feng's details and did not dare to offend too harshly. He hesitated and nodded.
The generals also noticed the strange atmosphere. Those who were inside the tent moved closer to the master, and those who were outside the tent also entered the big tent.
Nanfeng asked again, "Let me ask you again, before Wan Zhongyi did the trick, did Wan Zhongyi tell you that the condition for rain is to marry Murong Feng?"
At this time, Murong Lu's face was already very ugly, but what Nanfeng said was true, so he could only nod his head again.
"Have you agreed to his request?" Nanfeng asked again.
Murong Lu was not a fool. He had already guessed what Nan Feng would ask next, and even guessed what Nan Feng would say in the end. But when things came to a close, he had no choice but to fill in the gaps and could only continue to nod.
"As far as I know, the thing is like this. You issued a royal list to recruit wise people and strangers who can bring rain. If you are lucky enough to reveal the imperial list, the rain will fall as promised, but afterwards you did not betroth Murong Feng to her as promised. ," Nanfeng looked directly at Murong Lu with a sullen face, "Not only did you fail to fulfill your oath, you also tried to harm him with poison. After being discovered by him, you hired a bunch of incompetent people to use weapons. As the king of a country, He actually betrayed his trust and repaid kindness with hatred, how do you explain this matter?"
"You are bold and unruly, and you dare to question your lord." A general jumped out with his sword drawn.
"I'm afraid there are some details that the real person doesn't know. This hero is not of my race. How can I marry my daughter to it." Murong Lu's tone was stiff.
Nanfeng then said, "If one of ten thousand people is an ordinary person, he will never be able to rain. Since he is a capable person, he naturally has his own magic. He can change according to his heart and make clouds and rain. It is not difficult for us practitioners. He said It is a slander that it is alien, and the root cause is simply that the rain has fallen and it is of no use."
"You know it so well, maybe you were familiar with it before, right?" Murong Lu asked coldly.
The general who spoke before said again, "These three people must be the helpers invited by the monster. They join forces to put on a show and try to deceive the Lord and the princess. Please be aware of this."
"Why do I hate you so much?" Zhuge Chanjuan frowned and looked at the general who was speaking, "If you keep talking nonsense, I will make you speechless for the rest of your life."
The general was not afraid and shouted angrily, "How dare you threaten me?"
"Just talking but not doing anything is threatening." Zhuge Chanjuan folded her arms in front of her chest.
The south wind was very close to Zhuge Chanjuan, and he could see clearly that Zhuge Chanjuan secretly released a tiny flying insect. The flying insect flew straight towards the speaking general and landed on his neck.
The general was bitten and raised his hand to slap him, but he suddenly fell to the ground and twitched repeatedly.
"How dare you use evil methods to harm the imperial officials?" Murong Lu protested.
The fat man didn't expect things to get to this point, but he was not one to compromise. He grabbed the two hammers in his hands and shouted angrily, "Damn it, killing you is no more troublesome than killing a chicken. Sit down for Buddha..."