Museum of Demons Chapter 451

There is a hot wind on both sides, even if it is breathing, the throat stings, but the young man named Yuan still has to do his best to keep pace with the monk in front of him. He looked at the monk carrying it on his shoulders. With eight hundred kilograms of water-milled Zen sticks, she spread her feet and ran like a rabbit, and her eyes twitched.

　　 Why didn't you notice that this guy could run so much?

　　 "Chen Yi, hey, take a rest."

　　 "Chen Yi, Xuanzang, Xuanzang!"

　　 "Can't you run anymore?"

　　 kept shouting for several times, the monk turned his head, grinned, showing white teeth:

　　 "But we have to hurry up."

　　 "There are very few people in the desert. Even if there are, there are sand thieves coming and going like wind."

　　 "The genius has been polished now. We rushed to find the rocks to avoid the hottest noon when the temperature hadn't risen. Otherwise, such a little water would not be enough to drink."

　　 The monk's tone was brisk, he looked at the man with the sword behind him, and said:

　　 "Chen Yuan, if you can't run, I will help you."

　　 "However, we can't look back now."

　　 The monk was very proud when he smiled, and felt a little gloating.

　　 made Chen Yuan want to hit his bald head with a fist.

The young monk with the name Xuanzang shook his body, carrying a Zen stick in his left arm and Chen Yuan in his right hand. Lifting him, the speed under his feet increased again, breaking through the wind and sand in front of him. He was tall and looked like a god. The sand slapped on the face, causing Chen Yuan, who was dressed as a Changan Ranger, to take a mouthful.

　　 his face was aggrieved.

who am I?

　　 Where am I?

　　 Why should I wander outside with this guy?

　　 The reason for this kind of thing has to be talked about half a year ago.

　　 Chen Yuan.

　　 Luoyang people.

　　 Gaozu was the prefect of the Northern Wei Dynasty, a first-class official in Xinjiang.

Chen Xuanzang and Chen Xuanzang are brothers of the same family, but they are far away. Not to mention his own family, Chen Yi and Chen Xuanzang's line is much better than his family. The latter's grandfather is Dr. Da Sui Guozi, and his father is more or less a county magistrate. Only later his parents left him when he was five and ten years old.

　　 Chen Xuanzang brothers are both monks.

　　 As for him Chen Yuan.

　　 Weave straw sandals for people when he was young, and later became a cook.

　　 finally lifted the pot in anger one day.

　　 I love eating, not rolling.

　　 Relying on the martial arts uploaded by the ancestors, he has practiced a famous man and became a ranger.

　　 is the violent and uncooperative vagrant under the rule of Datang Chang'an.

　　 I'll practice with the bad guys every day.

He was even more angry by the juvenile Zhuma. It happened that the guy passed the imperial examination. In the Great Sui Dynasty, he still had to ask for various recommendations. When he arrived in the Tang Dynasty, he could "carry a self-examination", and he could sign up for reference. NS.

　　 In total, I made a small trip to Chang'an City.

　　 I heard that my distant relative, Xuanzang, who is known as Buddhism Qianliju, also arrived in Chang'an.

　　 So the ranger beat the bad guy in a street from the head to the north, and then came to Chang'an City with his luggage in the middle of a 'farewell', so-called self-reliance.

　　 It's just that he never expected that the monk could beat him better.

　　 However, after entering Chang'an, he has had some happy days. Although Datang has just been established, Chang'an City also has the atmosphere of Chang'an City. Although the ranger does not use martial arts, he also feels happy to come and go in this city.

　　The first year of Zhenguan·Spring——

　　 Changan.

　　 In a Chinese house.

On the big tree in the backyard, a ranger hangs upside down on the tree, carrying a Tang knife on his back, and the high horsetail hangs down, dangling there, where are the two koi carps in the pool in the yard Swim around.

　　 Haruhi was still a little bit chilly, and a bulging little guy was there watching the fish.

　　The rangers who came to hang out and avoid a certain monk were bored.

　　 "What's so good about fish?"

　　 "Or I will cook a fish for you?"

　　 The little guy opened his eyes first and said, "No!"

　　 After a while, he pursed his lips and said:

"Is it tasty?"

"Is it tasty?"

The ranger was amused. He turned over and sat on the tree, danglingly stretched out a finger, patted the sac behind his back, and said proudly: "In Chenjia Town, Luoyang, no one dares to say that my food is not good. eat!"

　　 "Is that delicious?"

　　Chen Yuan scratched his head and said, "...that's also counted."

　　 He and this little guy met by accident one day.

　　 It's rare to see the same greedy person.

　　 And this big house is deserted enough, this little guy is lonely and unattended.

　　 I'll recognize it when I come and go.

　　 It's just that I didn't expect him to be so precocious when he was more than three years old.

　　 The little guy pointed to Chen Yuan's eye sockets and said, "But...you lost the fight again?"

　　 "Hey, what do you mean again?"

The ranger was not convinced, shook his body and fell, pressing one hand on the top of the little guy's head, and said dissatisfied: "My martial arts are on our side in Luoyang, but the famous Jun, who knows that the monk is so fierce? ?"

　　 When he thinks of the freak who directly uses the Buddha's bell to beat his strength, his brain becomes cold.

　　 Raise the Buddha bell in one hand, and transcribe the scriptures with a pen in the other.

　　 Be good...

　　 During the world war a few years ago, the war even burned to Chang'an.

　　 At that time, sixteen-year-old Chen Xuanzang walked alone for seven years in order to learn Buddhism.

　　 There is no fart thing, on the contrary, I ran the entire Shenzhou.

　　 is outrageous.

　　 The ranger who is also a martial artist is very daunting.

　　 He asked, when the world was in chaos and the princes were fighting everywhere, where did you get the dry food and entanglements?

　　 The monk just smiled without answering.

　　 That smile...Chen Yuan always feels fuzzy in his heart.

The little guy stretched out his fleshy hands and pressed his eye sockets, and sighed, "Big Brother Chen, what are you doing... If you can't beat it, don't try to be strong. It's obvious that martial arts is not strong, so you have to talk so much. Tune."

　　 "Who said my martial arts is not strong, but this time is a bit special."

　　The ranger is brave.

　　 "It's not that Master Xuanzang, who are you fighting with?"

　　 After several urgings, he finally reluctantly replied: "It's my young friend."

　　 "He is considered to have an official status now. After seeing him for a long time, he learned martial arts."

　　 "Ah, did you fight the Xuan Jia army?"

"Do not……"

　　 Ranger said a little bit aggrieved: "He is a new imperial examination scholar, a civil official."

　　 The little guy was dumbfounded, and then stuck out his tongue:

　　 "You can't beat any civil servants, Brother Chen, you are ashamed."

Chen Yuan was furious and was about to speak. He heard the sound of footsteps from a distance. The place is strict, that is, for some reason, the courageous ranger who has always been in the elder family dared to come in and hang out, and immediately put his finger against his lips. , Signaled to be quiet, shook his body, and leaped a few longitudinally, already hiding behind the old tree.

　　 Almost the next moment, a woman with Yingying Yanyan walked in from outside.

The head is a slightly older woman with undiminished appearance. Next to him is a middle-aged man dressed as a warlock warlock. She makes a long-distance run in black and white, with a wooden hairpin tied in her hair. The overall dress looks like Confucianism, non-Confucianism, and Taoism. Non-dao, temperament like jade, peaceful eyes.

　　 looked up at the old tree like a smile but not a smile.

　　 The older woman said: "Sir, wait a minute."

　　 Then they were summoned, and within a short while, two young men of honour came in and saluted respectfully.

　　 The woman pointed at the two young men and asked: "Sir, how do you think these two sons?"

　　 The elegant man just glanced at it and said lightly:

　　 "It can be an official to the third rank, and it can protect the family, but it can't really make it up. It's not too expensive."

　　 The female relatives around exclaimed, the third-ranking member, isn't it really expensive?

But think about it, the owner of this family was engaged in timber business, a large merchant in the same place, once generously donated money and clothing for the Saints' army, so that he can have his current identity. He is the noble nobility in the entire lobby. Sanpin, placed in ordinary people's home, is naturally extremely rare, but it seems to be ordinary in this family.

　　 The woman seemed rather unhappy with this conclusion, and immediately attracted another beautiful girl.

　　 "This is the eldest daughter, how do you think, sir?"

　　 The girl saluted the gentleman. The latter glanced at her, shook her head, and said:

　　 "This woman is expensive and unhelpful."

　　 Madam Grace is still not satisfied.

　　 This look is sometimes similar to gambling, and I always want to draw the best.

So there was a servant who picked up the little guy who was wrapped in flesh, and let Mr. Xiangmian take a closer look. Because he didn't get the result he wanted several times in a row, he deliberately hid the child's true gender, saying: "How about this one?"

　　 Mr. Ruya glanced, his expression was astonished, and then he became more solemn and said slowly:

　　 "Dragon pupil and phoenix neck are extremely expensive."

　　 then regretfully said:

　　 "If you are a woman, your future is limitless, and you will be the lord of the world in the future!"

　　 The graceful woman was quite happy when she heard the first sentence.

　　 But the second sentence immediately blocked her from saying that this little guy is a woman.

　　 had to conceal the matter in embarrassment, but a sense of contempt arose in his heart. How can a woman be an emperor? When the alchemist was about to be led to the front to receive, the little guy was young after all, and after a while, he came back alone with his head down.

　　The ranger fell down, and there was the fruit just placed on the table, and it was unambiguous. He wiped the fruit with his clothes and stuffed it into his mouth.

　　 Seeing the little guy who seemed to have been said something by his mother, the fruit was not stuffed well, so he had to pretend to comfort him:

　　 "Don't listen to the words of the warlock warlock, let me tell you, I see a lot of this kind of guy in my hometown."

　　 "It's okay, you are a little girl, what else is the Lord of the World."

　　 He knelt down slightly and rubbed the little guy's hair.

　　 The little guy whispered: "My mother warned me that I would be decapitated if I wanted to say this to others."

　　 "The first time I saw my mother and brother being so angry."

　　 "Brother Chen, if I become the lord of the world, would you still treat me well?"

When the unfavored little guy asked this sentence, the ranger gave an unhesitating answer, and painfully handed the jelly beans she had saved to the little guy, watching her childishly turn overcast. Weiqing, licking Erlang's legs next to him, was also happy, but he couldn't think of it.

When decades later, he stood under the magnificent Daming Palace, but his eyes were so cold that he could not be recognized, and the shadows of swords and axes behind the screen, the golden palace was majestic, and the spring breeze was long in the south of the Yangtze River. After walking through the uninhabited desert and snow-capped mountains, but after all, he couldn't get out of the memories of his deceased person, and he couldn't get out of his own heart. Would the old knights at that time also think that anyone would change.

　　 And when the familiar people have already changed their appearance, has the old person in my memory also died?

　　 And the ranger at this moment just wanted to vent his anger to his "comrades" in Chang'an.

　　 So when the warlock walked out of the martial house.

　　 He made an appointment to stop by the street, biting the spring wicker in his mouth, holding it with his arms around his waist, and made a cut-and-go business.

　　 Like Confucianism but not Confucianism, the elegant man who is like Taoism but not Tao smiled and said:

　　 "You really came..."

　　 You really came here and haven't been able to drop it.

　　The ranger spit out willow leaves in his mouth.

　　 exhale!

　　 rushed out in one step, his spine lifted, and his right fist smashed out like a dragon!

　　 is actually like a dragon!

　　At this moment~www.mtlnovel.com~ the whole Luoyang was beaten into a bunch of bad people with him!

　　 At this moment, the anger of being bullied by the monk ignited!

　　 In this life, what I hate the most is the magic stick!

　　 So his right fist hit Mr. Ruya's right eye socket heavily.

　　 The elegant man dangled a step back.

　　 There was a big bruise on the white clean skin.

　　 Like an iron-eater.

　　 The ranger blew his fists and sneered: "The fortune teller?"

　　 "Is this fist counted for me?!"

　　 The elegant warlock twitched his mouth and rubbed his eyes.

　　 In the end, the two were arrested by Datang bad guys for street fighting.

　　 This is the first meeting between Yuan Tiangang and Chen Yuan in Datang.

　　PS: Today's first update............ Three thousand six hundred words.

　　The World of Tang Dynasty, it is still a relatively important node~

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　　 After all, I am not that kind of very powerful person, so I can only write the story as good as possible and interesting, and it is the important core point of the ancient history of the Three Kingdoms, after the Great Qin Dynasty~ I hope I can write it well.

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