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What suddenly bloomed in Yukong Temple was indeed an orchid, with a virgin fragrance.

Charming but not seductive.

Therefore, although the figure transformed from the faint fragrance is very similar to the essence described in the legend of monsters, its beauty and uniqueness are by no means shown through the extreme way of soul-catching and sucking.

Curved eyebrows, thin lips, almond eyes, soft hair.

It seemed that no matter how long she had left, when she met again, she would appear with such a familiar temperament that made him so familiar that he was no longer a young man, but she was always as good as she had first met.

When one person’s impression of another becomes a habit that cannot be quit, there are only two consequences, either to the extreme or to the point where it is good and unsolvable.

Obviously, in the heart of the man in white, this woman named Lan Gu belongs to the latter.

Because if it weren't for her, he might have become a completely unintentional person long ago.

"The fragrance of orchids is covered with a long orchid sleeves."

While talking with a smile, he slowly leaned over, picked up the stone that had suddenly fallen to the ground, and carefully held it in his heart, no longer looking at it, nor did he put it on his back.

"I originally thought that the plum tree in your mansion that had not matured for a long time was already sour enough. I didn't expect that you were even more sour than it. If you were not a family, you wouldn't go into the family. I believe this now."

He looked at her and said helplessly: "I always regarded you as a confidant, but I didn't expect that you really don't like me chanting poetry in front of you."

Lan Gu, who exudes the fragrance of orchids, and her clothes are colorful, stuck out her tongue and said, "In addition to holding great power, it is good to be a sour poet occasionally to cultivate his sentiment. But the key is that there are few lines of the poem you read, which was written by yourself. For example, the previous paragraph was clearly written by the people of Hexi when they were grateful to the people of Chaogong to promote agricultural work. After you read it, I always feel that it has changed."

He smiled and said relievedly: "Maybe, I can't represent the people of Hexi after all, nor is it a person like my grandfather."

Lan Gu widened her eyes and said, "I'm belittled? This is not like your style of Lord Zhang Chengfeng. Could it be that you are stimulated?"

Before Zhang Chengfeng responded, she thought to herself and guessed: "Yes, if you are not stimulated, how could you come here like a fool?"

Zhang Chengfeng tried his best to control his smile, "When cursing in the future, think about the words more often, so as not to get around yourself, and hurt the enemy for one thousand and one thousand, it is not worth it."

Lan Gu smiled instead of anger and said, "Don't put these eight words on my head. Compared with Shu Tang Sect, my level is still far from that in this regard!"

Zhang Chengfeng said in surprise: "Why did you start?"

Lan Gu said proudly: "So, compared to being in a peaceful corner, you have more benefits to walking around the world. You, the governor of the Guiyi Army, have hundreds of thousands of soldiers under your seat, and you can be said to be able to make a fuss about Helong. In the end, the news is so closed, and it is not as good as my little woman."

Zhang Chengfeng pretended to be puzzled and said in surprise: "From when can women in their early thirties be considered young women? Alas, maybe I am really blocked from the news. I haven't heard of the changes in the outside world for a long time. I have to change it, I have to change it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two evil lights locked in his face.

There is no killing, only "killing intention".

Zhang Chengfeng held the stone tightly, but was unmoved and said slowly: "So who did the Shu Tang Sect hurt and what price did it cost?"

Lan Gu snorted and said, "It hurt both Baihua Palace and King Li Jin."

Zhang Chengfeng smiled and said, "Yeah, it's a trick of killing two birds with one stone."

Lan Gu twisted her jade finger lightly and pulled her hair in front of her forehead, "Come on, a marquis eagle and a big roc on the battlefield, how can it be compared with an ordinary bird? The stone thrown by Shu Tang Sect only hit one person's head, and it is powerful enough. If it hits them, the skin will be a little bit lost, and it may even bleed, but from the overall perspective, it will not hurt or itch."

Zhang Chengfeng shook his head.

Lan Gu saw his reaction in her eyes, narrowed her eyes and asked deliberately: "Can Mr. Zhang have different opinions?"

Zhang Chengfeng said: "Whether the eagle or Peng, since the Shu Tang Sect can throw a spearhead and point it at them at the same time, it must have enough reliance and preparation. Then again, what is the name of the person who is in the crack and acts as a lead?"

Lan Gu curled her lips, "That unfortunate unlucky man, named Li Congke, is an adopted son whom Li Siyuan received a few years ago. He is called Li Keyong's grandson. He is known as the son of Jin San. His name sounds very loud, but unfortunately his life is really bad. He was born in a farm family and his biological father died early. He finally met a general and became an adoptive father, but he went for his mother's beauty. Later, Li Siyuan didn't know which martial arts sorcerer he heard, and he didn't teach him military skills and martial arts, so he had to send him to Shuzhong to learn poison arts and hidden weapons. As a result, he happened to catch up with a new rule that had no foreign surnames in the Tang Sect. He was ruthlessly rejected by the people of Shu Tang Sect on the spot. By chance, he fell into the Baihua Palace, which was all women and had the shallowest qualifications among the top ten sects."

"You just said that Baihua Palace is an eagle in the world, and now you mention that it is all women. The conflict between women is really a headache."

"The eagle I'm talking about is just a symbol of species, and not to mention that the sect formed by women does not mean that they are not strong. They are just a man and a woman, with yin and yang decay. Such a combination...do you think it's very reasonable?"

Zhang Chengfeng smiled knowingly and said, "He can live to this day, which shows that the yang energy is not so exhausted."

Lan Gu looked at him deeply, "Who told you that guy is still alive?"

Zhang Chengfeng said: "You know more about the news in the world than me, and you know less about the military battlefield than me, and you have always been like this."

Lan Gu's eyes turned and she suddenly shouted, "You just said that you have not received the news that King Li Jin raised an army to attack Shu yet? You have to pretend so deeply."

Zhang Chengfeng said in a deep voice: "If this is not the case, I will not live now."

The sound of breath came to an abrupt end.

She seemed to have changed, and her words became cautious and full of temptation, "You... remembered the past again?"

He suddenly turned around and stopped talking for a long time.

When he spoke again, the topic had turned to Li Congke.

"Since it is Li Siyuan's adopted son, the surname Li should have been found later. What was his original surname and where did he live?"

Lan Gu thought, "Indeed, he was not surnamed Li, Wang, his hometown, but it seems to be in Pingshan, Zhenzhou."

"Pingshan in Zhenzhou." Zhang Chengfeng murmured, "In the early years, a general who was good at making strange plans seemed to be from there."

"When I heard you talk about the experience of Guiyi Army in the past, I seemed to hear such a person. Let me think about it, Sun, Qian, Tang, Zheng... Zheng, is the surname Zheng, right?"

"Zheng Huaijiang."

Compared to Lan Gu's painstaking thoughts, Zhang Chengfeng seemed very confident and unquestionable when he said this name.

Even if she just looked at his back from behind, Lan Gu could clearly feel this, so she quickly continued: "Even if she was a fellow villager, Zheng Huaijiang, as one of the early generals of the Guiyi Army, was much older than Li Congke. There was basically no intersection between the two. If you want to create a breakthrough through him, it may not work."

Zhang Chengfeng suddenly looked sideways at Lan Gu, and there seemed to be an unknown light in his narrow eyes, "There is water in the mountains and mountains in the water, to prove the nature of the heaven and earth, so that a good painting can be formed. Zheng Huaijiang, which river is he missing in his name? Do you know?"

Lan Gu looked hesitant and then asked back: "Do you know?"

Zhang Chengfeng did not respond positively, but said slowly: "The person who truly understands the meaning of a name is often the person who named it."

Lan Gu laughed and said, "If Zheng Huaijiang's parents were from martial arts, they might have lived to this day. However, the possibility is extremely low. Do you want me to dig a grave and open a coffin while the moon is dark and windy, and call the two old people out to ask clearly?"

Zhang Chengfeng said: "One person will do the unethical things about digging graves and opening coffins. You don't have to worry about it. Besides, if you want to know the meaning of his name, it doesn't need to be so cumbersome, because he gave himself a new name ten years ago."

A curiosity appeared on Lan Gu's face and asked quickly: "What's the name?"

Zhang Chengfeng suddenly remained silent and walked towards the position where the Buddha statue was most likely to be placed in the empty temple. He did not walk fast, but the temple was not big, so in just over a dozen breaths, he came from the empty center to a paintless wall covered with dust.

"The only temple in the entire Dunhuang City is probably the most desolate and bleak." Stopped in front of the wall for a moment, and suddenly he said something like this that was incompatible with the previous content, but there was no falsehood.

Before he could hear the sound of steps, a faint fragrance hit him not far away.

The colorful colors are as clouds, and the white clothes are as bright as clouds.

The two people standing next to each other have a great difference, and are no longer limited to the intuitive color. When they get together, they even seem to be repelling almost instinctively.

One foot away is a distance that even the fragrance of flowers that penetrates the bones and hearts cannot penetrate.

He was used to it, so he never went to see it.

She glanced in a hurry, and there was a flame in her eyes, forcibly burning out the complex emotions of restlessness inside, and once again learned to get used to it.

"Most ordinary people believe in Buddhism and worship Buddha and want to practice Buddhism are based on the word "famousity", not sincerity. It is reasonable to have a nameless temple, which is not enough incense and forgotten by the crowd. Later, for various reasons, it became a Buddhist temple and turned into an abandoned wasteland. What else is there to be strange about it?"

Lan Gu couldn't help laughing when she spoke, and she didn't know whether it was laughing at the distance between her and Zhang Chengfeng, or the separation between mortals and Buddhas for a lifetime.

Zhang Chengfeng did not look at it carefully, but took out a roll of snow-white rice paper from his arms according to his thoughts. When he spread it left and right, he quickly leaned towards the paintless wall. There was no sign of the movement of martial arts and cultivation qi. He only silently recited the word "心" in his mouth. In the end, he really fixed the blank rice paper firmly on the wall. Even if he took it back, there was no looseness.

Seeing all Zhang Chengfeng's strange actions, Lan Gu couldn't help but say, "The Dingzi Rules is good, but what are you doing? Writing or drawing? You have to have a pen. Don't tell me that you want to write a blood book, and you can't appreciate it."

Zhang Chengfeng suddenly had a whim and said, "Lan Gu, do you think if I really cry and write a big word Tao on this piece of paper, will it attract the condemnation of a certain arhat or Bodhisattva in the sky?"

Lan Gu's lips slightly raised, "I think the possibility of causing a war between Buddhism and Taoism is higher, and the heavenly tribulation will come to the world."

Zhang Chengfeng laughed, but his whole body was not relaxed at all, but suddenly tense. Then he rushed into the heavenly spirit like flowing water. When the blue veins on his forehead burst, two lines of blue and red intertwined between his eyebrows, and they were scattered horizontally and horizontally, and the painting was in the square and round!

"You are crazy! You are really here?!"

Anger suddenly appeared, and the faint fragrance became a lock. Lan Gu's five fingers carried the Yin Feng, and regardless of the conflict between the breath, she immediately pressed the left button of Zhang Chengfeng's pipa bone, and wanted to take a control later. With one blow, Zhang Chengfeng forced him to remove his strength and return to his strength.

However, Zhang Chengfeng was prepared for a long time. When the two lines of green and red eyebrows were mixed, his heart was filled with blood. At this moment, Wuji quickly formed, and the square and circumference became the Sumeru Cave Heaven. He pointed out with a quick finger, and his heart surging, and his meridians passed through his fingertips. Although he was not as powerful as the inner family, his true energy turned into a sword for a lifetime, and he could make a huge noise. He fell on the rice paper, but he could sweep the thousands of strokes of the world, better than the iron and silver hooks, and achieve enlightenment with his words!

......

On this day, the empty temple, which was neither name nor Buddha, suddenly surrounded by golden light.

The wonders were so prosperous that everyone could see in Dunhuang City, but few people knew the reason and thought that the laws of nature were clear and ancient Buddhas showed saints.

Few people even saw the dragon-shaped shape hidden in the golden light.
Chapter completed!