Vol 2 Chapter 1867: King Kong Zhi

For more than 50 years, years have never left any marks on Zhang Bairen's face. If he hadn't seen Tie Jun's gray hair, Zhang Bairen would have thought that time passed by too quickly.
Zhang Bairen tapped his belt with his fingers. This has become his habit: "The iron army is loyal and has been with the Nalan family for so many years. It is considered meritorious. It is my consistent principle that meritorious merit is rewarded and demerit must be punished."
"How do you want to reward him?" Nalanjing tilted her head and looked at Zhang Bairen.
"How about giving him a drop of phoenix blood?" Zhang Bairen said.
Nalanjing was taken aback when she heard the words: "It's too precious."
Zhang Bairen shook his head. Ever since Zhang Lihua, Empress Xiao and others died one after another, Zhang Bairen felt that the blood of the phoenix was a bit tasteless, not just a tasteless one.
The goods of Nalan's family have left customs. This time it was Nalan's aunt's grandmother who personally held the battle. The news spread out and I don't know how many disturbances were caused.
Nalanjing has not appeared in the outside world for decades. This time she personally escorted the goods. This shows that the preciousness of it is worthy of many people's thoughts.
As for the intimacy between Zhang Bairen and Nalanjing, all the Nalan disciples kept silent and did not dare to talk too much, lest they cause trouble to themselves.
Dressed in white, Zhang Bairen sat on a carriage with the Nalan family caravan to Dunhuang, observing the customs of Li Tang secretly along the way.
Not far away, Tiejun took the phoenix blood and returned to his youth, as if he had just been in his thirties. At this time, he was riding on his horse triumphantly, looking greedily around the scenery on the road.
Compared with the emperor of Sui, Li Shimin at least lived up to Zhang Bairen's expectations. No matter what the people ate, he barely filled his stomach.
Looking at the yellowish-skinned, unclothed civilian, Zhang Bairen sighed slightly while sitting on the carriage.
Nalan nestled quietly in Zhang Bairen’s arms:
There are frozen bones in the stinky road of Zhumen’s wine and meat. The clan’s family would rather the wine and meat be broken than to give it to the common people. As long as the family’s existence exists for a day, the people will not be rich. The blood-sucking worms sticking to the people will not let go easily."
"Go and get some food to share with them." Seeing Zhang Bairen's look sad, Nalanjing gave the Tiejun.
The Nalan family caravan was very large and long, and there was a long line. I was afraid that if there were thousands of meters, the caravan of thousands of people would naturally not lack food.
As the grain spread, no hundreds of people fell on their knees to thank Dade, Zhang Bairen sighed softly and remained silent.
At this moment, I only heard a moment of discussion coming from a distance, and saw the people who received the grains talking on the side: "You said, Zhang Bairen, who is conscientious, is not bad enough for my human race? In the past few years, the Sea Clan invaded and sat and watched the death of my Human Race people, so I won’t say anything. Now, it’s a shame to my Human Race to manipulate the emperor to sell the waterway! A scum! A traitor!"
"That's right, I heard that Zhang Bairen was so conscientious, killing the ancestors and elder brothers is the first-class scum of my human race" someone gritted his teeth while holding dry food.
"That is, such a scum, it should have dropped the sky thunder to kill him!"
"I heard that some of that kid’s daughters-in-law were killed by God, and they really died well. This kind of scum should make everyone around him die. The so-called gathering of people in groups by things can stay with this kid. The woman who is here is not a good person, she must be the generation of male thieves and female prostitutes!"
"Yes! Yes! It deserves death, but I heard people say that Zhang Bairen's wife is beautiful and beautiful, and she is a beautiful woman who is waiting for the world. That skin, that scorpion, that body, that cry, if you can make me enjoy Even if it is death, it is worth it!"
"Hahaha, it's a pity that big beauty, if we can let our brothers enjoy it before dying, it will really be heaven!"
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The foul language is unsightly.
Inside the carriage, only a "click" was heard, and the window of Zhang Bairen's armrest turned into dust, and he slowly closed his eyes, as if it were a volcano, which suppressed the murderous intent in his heart.
The void seemed to solidify, and the carriage was cold and immersed in a layer of frost.
"Untouchable! It's really untouchable! Not worthy of sympathy!" Nalanjing's face was pale. These people are insulting Zhang Bairen's dead wife and confidante, and of course they must be counted as one.
"Iron Army" Nalan said quietly.
"Miss" Tiejun felt the murderous fluctuations around the carriage, leaning over like walking on thin ice, and respectfully saluted.
"When they are full, send them on the road" Nalanjing said in a cold voice.
Hearing this, the Tiejun was taken aback, then clasped his fists and said, "Yes, the villain will do it now."
The Tiejun retired, and the carriage returned to silence. Nalan Jing Rouyi took Zhang Bairen's palm: "Are you angry?"
"Untouchables!" Zhang Bairen said coldly.
"The Iron Army will handle it well" Nalan Jing smiled.
After listening to Nalanjing's words, Zhang Bairen closed his eyes and said, "Let's go."
disregard
Indifferent to human lives, it seems that after killing a million people, the death of some people is not a big deal.
As the carriage walked away, the Iron Army and dozens of warriors were still standing in place, with their palms slowly resting on the scabbard: "Good days, but why do you have a cheap mouth? No matter how cheap, you just happen to happen. When you hit the gun, who will die if you don't die?"
Such people deserve it if they die!
"Kill!" Tie Jun said coldly.
"Butler, really do it?" Dozens of warriors hesitated.
"Huh?" Tiejun looked at the warrior blankly: "After you go back, you can leave Nalan's house."
After speaking, Tiejun rushed out.
When these words fell, the guard's expression suddenly changed, and the scimitar was raised in his hand, and he cut off at the unsuspecting refugees: "Master in charge, the small one is just quick to talk, and I hope the master in charge will forgive him."
The killing continued, killing mercilessly.
"Out of Yumen Pass." The caravan walked out of Yumen Pass, and the Tiejun chased him up, with a little bit of murderous intent in his eyebrows.
Zhang Bairen tapped his finger on the car window and slowly walked towards the endless sea of ​​sand. He saw a round of sun coming towards him.
The hot sun shone on the bald head, exuding a dazzling brilliance. The young monk King Kong walked alone in the desert, then came to the caravan, and went straight to Zhang Bairen.
"Why are you here?" Zhang Bairen looked at the young monk King Kong, while trying to intercept the Iron Army, retreated.
"The little monk is here specially waiting for the governor." The little monk of King Kong has become a great monk of King Kong, and the young boy has become a young man in his twenties.
"Oh?" Zhang Bairen looked at the young monk King Kong: "Wait for me to do something? Is it because you want to befriend me?"
"Thanks to the subjective freedom of the Mahayana Buddha, I came here to preach to the governor to resolve the hostility." The words of the young monk King Kong are very charming, and every word and sentence contains a kind of Buddhist philosophy and Zen.
"Oh?" Zhang Bairen looked at the little monk with a pair of eyes, and nodded: "Then go out with me."
"It's windy and sandy outside the Guan, I made this windbreaker hat," Na Lanjing came to Zhang Bairen with the windbreaker and hat in his hands.
"Walking to Dunhuang, it would be great!" Zhang Bairen put on the hat and windbreaker.
The hat is purple, and the windbreaker is also purple.
"Let's go!" Stepping on the soft sand, Zhang Bairen walked forward on his own.
Nalanjing put on a hat and a cloak, and followed Zhang Bairen, but the little monk talked about the Dharma for Zhang Bairen with his big bald head.
"If the governor wants to resolve this hostility, he must not kill," King Kong Xiaohe said.
"You should actually go to the underground palace" Zhang Bairen said without looking back.
"Why?" The young monk King Kong was taken aback.
"It's been eight hours since you and I met, and your mouth hasn't stopped except when you are eating." Zhang Bairen stopped and looked at the little monk: "The underworld needs you to save it."
"I am a member of Tantric Buddhism, and I am a descendant of Tantric Buddhism. Before the cultivation base was completed, I could resist the invasion of the Yin Qi of the Undead Mansion, and I could only preach in the Yang Shi," the young monk King Kong said.
"Oh?" Zhang Bairen frowned when he heard the words: "You come to me to preach from a thousand miles away, for fear that it will not only resolve the murderous intent."
"In Tantric Buddhism, there are old seniors who have awakened from their deep sleep, and they want to trouble you," the young monk King Kong said.
"Oh? Are you afraid that he will kill me?" Zhang Bairen turned and continued to move forward.
"I'm afraid you will kill him. When the time comes, the relationship between the governor and tantra will become more and more rigid. As the saying goes, the enemy should be resolved and not knotted. If the tantra comes to trouble, I will block the governor and persuade him. Go back," the young monk King Kong said.
Zhang Bairen said nothing, but the snarling dog in his sleeve suddenly smiled: "You little monk, obviously, he is afraid that this servant will turn his anger to your tantric sect in the future, but you ran here to say something nice.
Zhang Bairen smiled, and the young monk King Kong looked at Zhang Bairen's sleeves in surprise. He saw the snarling dog got out of Zhang Bairen's sleeve and turned into an ordinary dog-sized dog. He followed Zhang Bairen with his eyes scanning the desert in front of him. Thoughtful color.
At this time, the snarling dog converges all its energy, except for the black hair which is soft and beautiful, the rest will be as ordinary as the ordinary dog. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com
"Can a dog speak?" The young monk King Kong was taken aback.
The snarling dog gave a white look at the young monk King Kong, and then jumped up directly, plunged into the desert and disappeared.
"Huh?" Zhang Bairen was stunned to see this scene. It is obviously not an ordinary thing that the snarling dog in the desert is worth fighting.
But he didn't care too much, he still didn't rush, and walked toward the depths of Dunhuang unhurriedly.
Li Tang is now prosperous and prosperous. There are countless merchants on the Silk Road. After half a day, you can see merchants coming from the Western Regions and heading for China. The two parties just say hello to each other and never have a deep friendship. .
It should be noted that the Silk Road is not peaceful. This place is a three-no-go zone. Although Li Tang has a large army to patrol, the Silk Road is too long and the army cannot take care of it all the time.
"What does the governor do in Dunhuang?" The young monk King Kong suddenly asked after a long time.
ps: Compensation update. I have been too busy recently.