Buddha played a big game of chess

"I don't know who that woman is. She looks pretty, but she hacks at people with a sword that doesn't look like much." Ao Cunxin was indignant about the attack on the beautiful woman just now, but Yang Jian didn't agree. Pursuing it does not mean that she does not pursue it verbally.

"Silly Cunxin, can't you guess it? Holding a sword and looking very beautiful, she must be the Die Wu in the rumors." Yang Jian guessed right, the woman who attacked him just now was indeed butterfly dance.

"what?"

Ao Cunxin almost jumped up.On the one hand, she came to Chang'an to see the legendary sword, and on the other hand, she wanted to see how beautiful the Die Wu was.

"I don't think she is so beautiful either. Yang Jian, do you think she is beautiful or me."

This time Ao Cunxin didn't hang out with Chang'e, but changed to another woman. Because Yang Jian said that woman was beautiful, Ao Cunxin naturally felt uncomfortable.As Yang Jian's wife, as the third princess of the West Sea, and as Ao Cunxin who has spread throughout the Three Realms, she has always had an exclusive heart for Yang Jian.It's not that he really wants to occupy Yang Jian alone and control Yang Jian, but hopes that Yang Jian's heart will be the same as hers, only pretending to be her alone, and can't tolerate other women.

"It's because you are beautiful." Yang Jian chuckled, he didn't understand that Ao Cunxin had overturned the jar of jealousy again.

I used to think that a jealous person like Ao Cunxin was stingy and mischievous, but now in Yang Jian's eyes, he only felt that his cheeks were bright red, and his eyes were staring at him like anger, anger, ghost, and resentment, insisting on an answer. , but it is also three points delicate, six points charming, and one point cute.

"Hmph!" Ao Cunxin was acting obedient even though he got a bargain, hummed softly, and clung to Yang Jian's side again. "Yang Jian, I'm curious about what kind of person that Zhuo Donglai is, and whether he will be more entangled than that Shi Junbao." Ao Cunxin had a lot of emotions about Shi Junbao before, from not knowing how to love to loving the green snake, to From not understanding love, to resentment, to giving up little love and turning it into big love in order to save it, but it is embarrassing that the green snake turned into a green pearl because of her infatuation.

I don't know what Zhuo Donglai is like in this plane, and I don't know if he has some similarities with Yang Jian except for that face.

Every person I meet who resembles Yang Jian has more or less a certain aspect of Yang Jian, which is similar to persistence, righteousness and so on.

Ao Cunxin's curiosity was completely aroused, so Yang Jian let her walk up and down the room, and then said to her: "Aren't you tired Cunxin? I didn't rest well when I arrived here yesterday. There was another oolong, why don't we rest for a while, let's go find something to eat later, okay?"

"Well, that's fine too."

In fact, both Ao Cunxin and Yang Jian have passed the bigu period, and it makes no difference to them whether to eat or not, but Yang Jian is willing to pamper Ao Cunxin like this, and is willing to lead her to Traveling all over the world, I am willing to take her to taste delicious food all over the world. I like to see Ao Cunxin's satisfied expression, and I also like to see Ao Cunxin's cute appearance when eating.

"A lot of butterflies."

After Ao Cunxin and Yang Jian had rested, they stepped out of the inn and saw that the streets and alleys of Chang'an City were covered with red butterflies.

"It must be a code. A message of communication."

Yang Jian glanced at the red butterfly on the wall, and suddenly the image of Die Wu who attacked him in the morning appeared in his mind.

With Die in her name, she is an extremely beautiful woman. The contact code of this red butterfly is drawn on the streets and alleys of Chang'an City, presumably to inform this woman named Die Wu to go to a place.

The seemingly irregular and overwhelming message symbols, but Yang Jian still smelled a hint of conspiracy and calculation from them.He clasped the folding fan with one hand, "Three-headed Jiao, you may sense the direction of that sword."

"Master, I can." The voice of the three-headed dragon came from inside the folding fan.

"Three-headed Jiao, please show me the way."

"Okay, master."

If it is said that finding people and smelling things is the strong point of Xiaotiangou, but when it comes to finding treasures, Xiaotiangou is not as good as the three-headed dragon.

With the guidance of the three-headed Jiao, Yang Jian and Ao Cunxin quickly found a temple.

In the temple, Die Wu in green and the man in purple faced each other.

Yang Jian and Ao Cunxin pretended to come to worship Buddha, and walked slowly into the temple gate.

Meet, meet, but at this moment.At this moment, there are thousands of turns, this moment is full of thoughts, and at this moment, the two men who look very similar look at each other.Yang Jian smiled faintly at Zhuo Donglai, then gently stretched out his hand and led Ao Cunxin to the Buddha statue step by step, "Cunxin, didn't you say you want to come to offer incense?"

"Ah, oh." Ao Cunxin seemed to be half a beat too late to react. She took the three sticks of incense that Yang Jian handed her, and slowly bowed down.

The golden Buddha statue is solemn and solemn. Looking at the world and Ao Cunxin's piety in front of the treasure, the Buddha nodded in satisfaction at the Daleiyin Temple in Xitian, and said to Jin Chanzi: "Cultivate your heart with Purification of the mind is essential, and cultivation of the Tao should be based on non-self."

Jin Chanzi also took a look at Yang Jian and Ao Cunxin: "After thousands of years, the real king and the three princesses will finally achieve the right result. Presumably after encountering these catastrophes, they will also understand the truth that fate is destiny."

The Buddha laughed again and said, "Sorrow arises from love, and fear arises from love. If you are away from the one you love, you will have neither worry nor fear."

Jin Chanzi smiled lightly under the seat of the Buddha, "Amitabha."

With the arrival of Ao Cunxin and Yang Jian, Die Wu's eyes fluttered and focused on Yang Jian and Ao Cunxin. The two said: "It's you."

Seeing that Ao Cunxin had worshiped the Buddha, Yang Jian bowed to the Buddha humbly and politely, then turned to look at Die Wu, with a faint smile on his lips: "Girl, we meet again."

"It's good that girl finds the person you're looking for."

Yang Jian actually didn't like Zhuo Donglai, nor did he have a bad impression, but he raised his head and glanced at the Buddha statue before continuing, "Next time, don't misidentify the girl, otherwise I will really feel troubled."

"Who are you?"

Zhuo Donglai opened his mouth slowly, his voice was also very similar to Yang Jian's, but it was not as gentle as Yang Jian's, instead it was full of arrogance.

There must be great self-confidence and pride in this kind of arrogance, but it also carries traces of doubt.

Yang Jian chuckled, it seemed that he and Ao Cunxin walked all the way, and he might have met someone who was most like him.Yang Jian's heart was instantly on guard.The person in front of Yang Jian looks like him, so it can be seen that his scheming must be deep. If he has his eyes on Ao Cunxin, Ao Cunxin's stupid head must be sold by this person and he has to give it to him. Number of people silver.Yang Jian was even slightly dissatisfied with the Buddha in his heart, so he returned to his senses and glanced at the Buddha statue again.

Yang Jian's actions certainly could not hide from the Tathagata of the Western Paradise, but he was watching from Daleiyin Temple, watching everything in this world.

Ao Cunxin stood up from the ball cushion, straightened the corner of her skirt that was creased when she knelt down just now, and then slowly raised her head to look at Zhuo Donglai, who was similar to Yang Jian and aroused her curiosity on the other side.

Yang Jian didn't answer, but Ao Cunxin couldn't hold back and asked Zhuo Donglai first, "Are you Zhuo Donglai?"

The question seemed to be a question, but whether it was Yang Jian, Die Wu or Zhuo Donglai, they could easily hear the affirmation hidden in Ao Cunxin's words.

This looks like Yang Jian's face, but he stood there with a sense of arrogance. Ao Cunxin couldn't help but look at this man with an aura similar to Yang Jian's.

"It's really similar, especially the whole body style and some feelings that I can't describe. Yang Jian, he really looks like you, the most like I've ever seen."

Ao Cunxin also felt that Zhuo Donglai looked very much like Yang Jian. It was an indescribable feeling. With just a glance like this, one could tell that Zhuo Donglai must be a character. This extraordinary.

Zhuo Dong looked at Yang Jian with deep eyes, no one knew what he was thinking, Die Wu standing in front of Zhuo Donglai tightened the sword in his hand.

Zhuo Donglai took another look at the pigeon cage outside calmly, and said to Die Wu: "When you're not around, these pigeons are useless. They eat too much and fly too little. I'm afraid they won't even have enough energy now." .”

Die Wu followed Zhuo Donglai's movement of walking out, and she walked out with a sword in her hand on guard, as if Zhuo Donglai would raise the sword and stab him if he made a slight move.

Zhuo Donglai said again: "Since the two of you have come from a long way and found this place, it means that we are destined, and since we are destined, why don't you two come back to the escort with me as guests."

Yang Jian pondered for a while and then glanced at the treasure, and then said: "That's fine. Meeting is also fate, not to mention that you and I are so similar."

Zhuo Donglai didn't think deeply about what Yang Jian said. He just turned his head and looked at Ao Cunxin next to Yang Jian, "I don't know how to call you two."

"My surname is Yang, and I am the second child in my family. They all call me Erlang. She is the clumsy Jing Ao Cunxin." Yang Jian embraced Ao Cunxin in his arms and responded to Zhuo Donglai's question with a light smile.

"So it's Mr. Yang and Mrs. Yang, I'm Zhuo Donglai." Zhuo Donglai also smiled slightly.

Die Wu was stuck between Zhuo Donglai and Yang Jian, and she was extremely anxious, but she was very helpless and did not dare to act rashly.

Zhuo Donglai turned his head to look at Die Wu again, his eyes showed a hint of concern and indifference, and he could only hear slowly saying: "You don't look very good, and you are much thinner."

Die Wu's face was full of anger, her hand was already on the hilt of the sword, and the legendary sword in the world was about to be unsheathed: "Stop being hypocritical, I want you to say a word."

"You want me to promise not to deal with Xiongshitang, my answer is very simple, it's impossible." Zhuo Donglai's tone was still light, but full of domineering.