In those years, the cultivators we cut together

"dong dong dong dong..."

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, when practicing the deep Prajna Paramita for a long time, sees that the five aggregates are empty, and overcomes all hardships, Shariputra, the color is not different from the void..."

"It's so noisy! Little monk, please be quiet!"

"Oh, sorry Lin benefactor."

On the second day, very early in the morning, before dawn, Lin Xiaolu was woken up by the sound of Wugou beating the wooden fish and reciting scriptures. He sat up from the bed angrily, and glared at Wugou:

"Believe it or not, I'll beat you!"

As soon as the sound of the wooden fish stopped, the little monk held the mallet with a shy expression on his face, and said falteringly: "No, I don't want it~"

Lin Xiaolu: ...

He sighed helplessly, got up and put on his clothes, it seemed that he had to get up early to go for a run today, this little monk did not know why he got up earlier than himself, it was still dark outside the window, so he got up and recited Sutra, really diligent enough for Buddhism.

"I'm going for a run, are you going?"

"Young monk has morning class, so let's not go." The little monk said with a blushing face. After speaking, he gave Lin Xiaolu an embarrassed look:

"Benefactor Lin, don't we have any other rooms in this inn?"

"No, I asked the shopkeeper. There are few people at Yanmen Gate. Except for the garrison, there are very few people who come here, so there are only two rooms in the inn. What's wrong with you? You don't want to share a room with me?"

"No, no, little monk, little monk, it's just, just..."

Seeing the little monk hesitating, Lin Xiaolu suddenly felt impatient, and urged while putting on his shoes: "Master, you can say whatever you want."

The little monk held back for a long time, and could only say with a blushing face, "Young monk just thinks it's a bit strange that Lin Benefactor doesn't wear clothes when he sleeps."

"What's so strange about this, we are all men, what are you afraid of?"

Lin Xiaolu rolled his eyes, thinking that this little monk is good at everything, but he is timid and always has the temperament of a little girl. I guess Jiang Ning is more courageous.

After finishing speaking, he ignored the little monk and dragged the handsome duck who was still sleeping soundly out of the room.

They couldn't set off directly these two days. Jiang Ning's injury needs to be recuperated for two days, so it was decided to leave Yanmen Pass for the desert the day after tomorrow. After eating roasted camels last night, Lin Xiaolu told Jiang Ning what happened Wugou.

The clean and pure little monk Wugou was also very loyal. He directly showed that he was merciful and willing to help, and he also swore that he was not bad. After Lin Xiaolu pulled out the Dageng bronze vessel to show him, he immediately said The most important thing after becoming a monk is to have a humble heart, and you still need to exercise more.

In the morning, Lin Xiaolu returned to the inn after running for an hour, and found Jiang Ning and the little monk having breakfast.

"Little Lu, have you finished your run?" Jiang Ning asked with a smile.

"That's right, I found out that the grandfather who sold me watermelon yesterday is missing."

Lin Xiaolu sat down while talking, and asked the shopkeeper to serve him twenty meat buns, ten siu mai, ten eggs, and ten bowls of porridge.

"You can go out with me in a while, and sell the horse and carriage." Jiang Ning said while drinking porridge: "Before we enter the desert, we need to change camels."

"Just go and buy camels, right? That's such a hassle," Lin Xiaolu said.

Jiang Ning glared at him: "What about the horse?"

"Give the horse away, I'm too lazy to bother, anyway, I'm rich."

Jiang Ning couldn't help kicking him when he heard this.

"Don't you know how to save some money?"

"Girl, you don't understand the world of the rich."

Shuai Shuai Ya at the side chimed in: "That's right, she's still the princess of the Tang Dynasty, as if she has never seen the world."

"That's right, Li Mingru is my boss, do you think I'm not worthy of spending money recklessly?" Lin Xiaolu looked like he deserved a beating.

The quiet Wugou at the side tried his best to hold back his laughter, fearing that he would be beaten for laughing out loud.

Jiang Ning gave this person an angry look. She felt that Lin Xiaolu became more and more arrogant after knowing how powerful Li Shangxian was, and it was really hard to beat him.

After breakfast, the three young men and Shuai Shuai Duck went out of the inn to replace the camels.

And their appearance also attracted the attention of many people on the street.

A little Taoist priest with a little baby fat and a smirk everywhere.

A young monk with a handsome face, a warm smile, and always blushing.

A little girl with a dusty temperament, carrying a long and narrow black cloth bag, like a heroine.

And the duck following behind the three of them, walking like a duckling, with its head held high and its chest up, was really strange no matter how you looked at it.

Jiang Ning led the carriage and went to a horse farm to sell. He dragged the owner of the horse farm for a while, and finally sold an ingot of gold for five taels of silver, which was five taels more than before. Lin Xiaolu was astonished.

"Jiang Ning, you are too good, you are so good at doing business."

The little monk was also amazed: "Master Jiang has such a business mind at such a young age, if he wants to get rich in the future, it will be extremely easy."

Jiang Ning happily threw the money from the sale to Lin Xiaolu, and smiled proudly at him: "How is it? This princess is still useful, right?"

"Well, it's as useful as glutinous rice balls."

"Who is Tang Yuan?"

"A young man who is resourceful and can make alchemy."

"Wow~ Little Deer, are you praising Princess Ben for being smart? I didn't expect you to be quite discerning."

"Hey, congratulations."

The three young men chatted all the way, laughing and laughing, and then went to the place where camels were sold.

Jiang Ning still bargained for the whole process, and finally bought a fat and strong camel at the price of a gold ingot and 15 taels of silver.

In addition, because he was going to the desert, Lin Xiaolu also bought a lot of water and dry food, and then the little monk Wugou could use the ring, but his ring was in the rosary in his hand, so Lin Xiaolu bought it The water, dry food and other materials were all put into the Wugou rosary.

For the next few days, the friends lived in the inn all the time, playing and playing around every day, listening to Wugou talk about Buddhism, listening to Xiao Lu talking about robbery experience, and listening to Shuai Shuai Ya talking about his years of vertical and horizontal ducks The romantic affairs in the world are quite leisurely.

Afterwards, they finally waited until Jiang Ning's injury had almost recovered, and they set off again, riding camels, passing the Yanmen Gate, and entering the endless desert.

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On this day, the scorching sun hung high and shone in the sky, making the entire desert golden. Lin Xiaolu was riding on a tall camel, sandwiched by two soft humps, one in front and one behind, holding a water bag in his hand to drink. It's a joy.

Shuai Shuai Duck rides on the camel's neck. It is small enough to lie on the camel's back halfway, facing the scorching sun, just like basking in the sun.

Jiang Ning and the little monk Wugou followed the camel.

Jiang Ning and Xiaolu rode camels in turns, and each rode for an hour. He didn't want to make the camel work hard.

"Jiang Ning, we have been in the desert for two days, how long will it take before we reach the state of Jin?" Lin Xiaolu yelled boredly on the camel's back, he felt that he was almost tanned by the sun.

"It's coming soon, there are about three or five days before we can leave the desert."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Ning turned to him and told him: "Jin is not a country attached to Emei, they are attached to Quanzhen over there, you have to calm down over there."

"Will the real monk hit me?"

"That won't be the case, after all, it is also an orthodox sect." Jiang Ning said.

"Then if I meet them and tell them that my boss is Li Mingru, will they treat me like a father?" Lin Xiaolu continued to ask.

"This...isn't clear..."

Lin Xiaolu felt that his purpose of going down the mountain had changed, from looking for martial arts seriously at the beginning, to saying to everyone: "My master is Li Mingru."

He thought it would be interesting to find out about the awesome past of his boss.

"Xiaolu, the hour is up, it's time for me to ride the camel."

"Oh good."

Lin Xiaolu turned over and jumped off the camel, then watched Jiang Ning climb up with hands and feet.

As soon as Jiang Ning rode up, she immediately felt that the poisonous sun in the desert was really hot. It was August again, and the surrounding air was trembling because of the high temperature. Unlike Wugou who is full of aura, he can only shout to Wugou below:

"Master Wugou is so hot, will you ask for rain?"