Suddenly he heard a voice coming to see Shenhai. The old man sitting at the table was stunned and asked: "Master, Xiao Hei has gone to the border of Beiqi. Is there any danger?"
The voice of the old Taoist priest came from the divine sea, and he replied quietly: "Where can you not encounter danger in this world?"
After thinking for a while, the old Taoist priest continued: "Even my disciple has transformed into Ksitigarbha, vowing to save the resentful souls in the abyss."
"More than four years have passed, and he still hasn't completed Nirvana in Tianshan?"
The old man was shocked and speechless for a moment. Sitting here for several years was not something that ordinary monks could do.
Suddenly thinking about Xiao Hei who had gone to the border with Qingyu, the old man then asked: "Master, do you want me to take the two little guys to the border?"
The old Taoist priest sighed and said leisurely: "It doesn't matter, Xiao Hei has gone to Xifenzhou with that girl. I didn't expect that the guy's legs were broken."
The old man was startled when he heard this and couldn't help but ask: "What should I do? It's because I didn't take good care of him. I should have known better that he wouldn't have gone out with that girl."
"So what, it's better for him to go through more ups and downs."
The old Taoist priest said calmly: "This is his fate and his fate. You don't have to worry about it until he returns to the imperial city."
"Can the two of them return to the imperial city on time?"
The old man asked softly: "It will take several years for my little master to reach Nirvana this time. Is he afraid that he will have to break through several realms in a row?"
The old Taoist priest laughed: "Didn't you promise those two little girls? That's about the time you said you would. You have to take care of these two little girls for me."
"The four years in your eyes are more than ten years under the abyss, or even decades. At least I don't know what kind of achievements he can achieve."
The old Taoist priest sighed and said, "He ran a little too fast."
The old man was startled and blurted out: "Is it possible that they are the same as Xiao Hei, or are they the little master's sisters?"
The old Taoist priest shook his head and said: "Don't say it, this matter will become clear one day. Entering this secular world is also a practice for you, so enjoy it."
"Remember, keep an eye on those two little guys. Don't let the world hurt them until they grow up."
Just when the old man wanted to speak out again, the old Taoist priest disappeared without a trace as usual.
Looking at the oil lamp on the table, the old man sighed and said to himself: "What can I do? I finally went on a long trip and broke my leg."
Before seeing Xiao Hei's injury, even the old turtle from the ancient world didn't know whether he could heal Xiao Hei's legs.
After all, the old Taoist priest never mentioned this matter at all. It seemed that Xiao Hei's injured legs were nothing in his eyes.
On the contrary, the two little girls in front of him seemed to be a bit more important than Xiao Hei.
Lao Gui, who was new to the world, never thought that he would have to be a grandfather all over again.
Xiaohei and Qingyu were still sleeping day and night and had not yet reached Xifenzhou. The battle report from Danzhou had already been rushed 800 miles to the hands of Emperor Wu in the Imperial City of Great Zhou Dynasty.
After going to court, Emperor Wu came to Weiyang Palace to see the queen with the battle report.
Before taking a sip of the hot tea prepared by Mrs. Li herself, she said excitedly: "Sister, look at this battle report. Our Danzhou has been defended, and the Northern Qi army has evacuated..."
Li took the battle report from Emperor Wu and read it carefully three times before sighing softly.
As expected, Xindao Qingyu and Xiao Hei did not go to Danzhou City. In this case, the night attack outside Danzhou City became a mystery.
As long as they don't say it themselves, it is estimated that neither Qingyu nor Xiaohei will tell them.
It was good to think about it. A chess piece she accidentally dropped in the Imperial City of Northern Qi actually gave her a big surprise.
It's so big that she can't reward meritorious ministers. If the night attack was caused by Qingyu, it would be okay. If it were Xiaohei, I'm afraid he would have to be made a general by Emperor Wu.
Thinking of this, Li sighed quietly and said, "In this way, we will have time to face more things."
Emperor Wu laughed loudly and said: "The imperial masters of Northern Qi are blind. They have lost an arm. I am afraid they will not be able to fight big wars in the next few years. This time, Qingyu will have to be granted the title of a female official."
Li had a faint smile on her face: "This matter is not urgent. We will wait until Qingyu comes back from Northern Qi."
Qingyu, like Li's sister, can be rewarded no matter what, but if this matter is because of Xiao Hei, Li will have to reconsider.
After all, if Emperor Wu suddenly gave a reward to a teenage child, it would not be easy for the ministers in the court to convince him.
Not to mention there is a difficult prime minister.
Thinking of this, Li continued: "The emperor will discuss with the prime minister tomorrow how to reward the soldiers at the border. The most important thing is to appease them."
Emperor Wu nodded and said, "It is time to reward the soldiers at the border. I will let the Prime Minister make an idea tomorrow."
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How long is the long road? Xiao Hei didn't want to get out of bed every day.
The two of them held on to the day and night for seven whole days.
Relying on Xiao Hei's powerful consciousness and Qing Yu's quick reactions, the two of them escaped countless pursuits by the Northern Qi army along the way.
Even the Imperial Master of Northern Qi thought that the two men had secretly hid in Danzhou City on the day of the night attack on the military camp.
God has been particularly favoring these two people who were fleeing for their lives, and the spring rain also continued for half a day during the day.
When night falls, there is always a moon hanging in the sky, quietly lighting the way for the two of them.
Even Qingyu found it unbelievable. Normally at this time of year, spring rain would last for ten and a half days, which was normal.
Qingyu, who was puzzled, could only attribute all this to God's mercy.
Xiao Hei thought for a while and said nothing. Perhaps in his opinion, since the old Taoist priest did not send down a divine light to heal his legs, he had to give himself a way to escape, right?
After all, he not only saved tens of thousands of troops in Danzhou City, but also saved the lives of tens of thousands of Northern Qi soldiers.
He believed that the Northern Qi army had captured Danzhou City at the cost of the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers.
After all, he had personally experienced the battle in the Southern Border of the Five Regions.
Even though my brother made suggestions and set up the battle formation ten years in advance, in the end the southern Xinjiang army still sacrificed the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers.
The clear night made Xiao Hei feel better after being depressed because of his injured leg.
The moonlit night sky makes the vast starry sky look even higher.
During these nights, when I was running for my life, facing such a starry sky, there was an invisible contrast between black and sapphire, and I felt incomparably small in comparison.
Qingyu was different from Xiaohei. Facing such a starry sky, she could only lower her head and walk silently.
Because she knew that it was a place she would never be able to go even if she spent her whole life practicing hard.
How long is the long road?
Just when Chang Hei was yelling that he shouldn't take a detour to Xifenzhou, the two of them had already arrived at the city not far away.
Qingyu looked at the map and asked passers-by. The two came to the foot of Zixia Mountain outside Xifenzhou.
There is a Hanshan Temple on Zixia Mountain, which is said to be the most popular temple nearby.
Qingyu looked at Xiao Hei on the horse and said with a smile: "Hanshan Temple is on the mountain ahead. Do we want to go to the Buddha to offer incense? Ask the Bodhisattva to bless us all the way back to the imperial city?"
Xiao Hei shook his head when he heard this and said coldly: "I'm not going, and you don't want to go either, Sister Qingyu. Let's hurry into the city."
Qingyu didn't know that Xiaohei had come all the way from the Imperial City of Zhou Dynasty and what happened at Baiyu Temple outside Liangzhou City. Xiaohei and the old shopkeeper didn't tell her about it either.
Even Qingqing and Yan'er may have forgotten it. This is a secret between him and the old shopkeeper, and he will not tell others.
Except for my brother.
When he encountered the Buddhist temple again, Xiao Hei was already wary and would not want to enter even if he was killed.
Seeing the determined look on Xiao Hei's face, Qingyu naturally couldn't force him, although she wanted to see him.
She came from the Imperial City of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Under the influence of her empress since she was a child, she developed the habit of going to the temple every time. Unexpectedly, Xiao Hei simply chose to ignore it.
It's just that things in the world are like chess. Sometimes you don't have to make a move just because you don't want to.
Just like Qingyu and Xiaohei today.
The two of them were riding on horses, with black silk scarves around their faces and bamboo hats on their heads. They kept going forward without entering the temple.
I thought I could avoid the cause and effect of this Buddhist land, but unexpectedly I heard a bell.
The spring breeze blew in the face and the ringing sounded urgently. In front of the two of them, a copper bell made a clear sound. The ringing was clear but not pleasant to Xiao Hei's ears.
Instead, there was an invisible murderous aura coming towards him.
There is no wind or rain today. There is only an oncoming bell in the wind, with a hint of chilling and a penetrating power that sweeps everything!
Like a knife, it was slashing at Xiao Hei on horseback!
In an instant, the long sword next to Xiao Hei's body was slashed out like a flash, and a "ding!" sound was heard. The sword energy was struck by his sword, and the sound it made was more harsh than the ringing of a bell.
Xiao Hei raised his head and looked forward. There was a stone bridge in front of him. Seven monks wearing monk robes and holding swords were guarding the bridge.
The ringing sound came from a middle-aged monk's Zen staff, and the sword energy contained in the ringing sound had been cut off by Xiao Hei.
But the bell on the Zen staff still made a clear sound, like a demon from hell coming into the world.
Xiao Hei's brows furrowed slightly, as some trouble was about to happen.
Coincidentally, when he left the Baiyu Temple in Liangzhou, he was chased by monks and soldiers, and was finally knocked down into the surging river by a divine thunder.
Today is obviously a copy of the scene in previous years. There have been several spring rains, but the river is still surging.
And standing in the road blocking the way were still seven monk soldiers whom he didn't recognize.
Xiao Hei Ce immediately stepped forward and blocked Qing Yu who was about to scold him.
The long sword in his hand pointed at the middle-aged monk with the Zen staff in his hand, and he shouted coldly: "Why did the monk block my way and hurt others? Do I know you?"
Qingyu only had Xiao Hei in her eyes, and only saw the monk soldiers blocking the way, but she didn't see Xiao Hei throwing away the few bamboo branches he held in his hand the moment he swung his sword.
Along the way, Xiao Hei was preparing thin bamboo branches that were shorter than his palm.
Even Qingyu didn't know why Xiaohei liked to play with bamboo branches. She just followed his request and picked a lot of green bamboos for him along the way.
Xiao Hei on the road would take out his bamboo sword from time to time, caressing it and saying that he missed his brother.
The middle-aged monk blocking the road held a Zen staff in his hand, looked at the two people and said: "This is Hanshan Temple. The temple property is all up and down the mountain, but we are not here to pass the money with the donor."
Xiao Hei was shocked when he heard this, but for a moment, he remembered what the coachman told him back then.
Both large families and small commoners outside Liangzhou City donated their fields to Baiyu Temple just to pay less taxes to Dazhou.
Unexpectedly, this is still the case after changing the dynasty.
If Li Xiuyuan were here, he really wanted to ask: "Are the government taxes too heavy, or are the common people and businessmen close to the temple too greedy?"
Looking at the copper bell still spinning on the middle-aged monk's Zen staff, Xiao Hei said coldly: "I can probably guess what you are doing, but I don't believe in Buddhism or practice Buddhism."
The middle-aged monk frowned and said solemnly, "It has nothing to do with Buddhism."
Xiao Hei shook his head and said: "If it has nothing to do with Buddhism, are you an idiot, monk, for blocking my way? Isn't this stone bridge also from Hanshan Temple?"
The middle-aged monk said: "It has nothing to do with this stone bridge."
Xiao Hei's expression grew colder, and he yelled: "Then you deliberately come to trouble me?!"
