Chapter 812: Xia Xiaoman

After what happened last time,

The eldest princess seemed to have grown up overnight, and she stopped clamoring to go back to Qingdu.

Not even she speaks.

Occasionally at night, in the dead of night, the eldest princess was holding that thick luggage, and she wondered if she had a nightmare, and suddenly woke up, curled up in a corner, sobbing softly.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed.

Including Zen Master Kuye, a group of four went north first, then turned east.

When they were closest to Qingdu, they were only three thousand miles away.

The further north you go, the denser the city becomes.

Looking down from the air, you can see the high city walls, row upon row of houses, and the noisy market, a scene of singing and dancing, and the people living and working in peace and contentment.

In the past three days, because they were worried about being chased and killed by thieves, the three of them did not dare to settle in the city easily even at night.

That is to say, Yi Lin secretly went to the city to catch some dry food, so that several people would be hungry, so as not to starve to death in the wild.

Every time she arrives in a city, Yi Lin habitually visits brothels and checks the latest news.

With the Agarwood Order, it is indeed easy to do things.

It's just that what Yi Lin doesn't understand is that it seems that every shopkeeper in Wanxianglou, those beautiful women who still have charm, seem to have heard his name, and when they hear the word "Lin Yi", they blush and act shy. Yi Lin was puzzled by the look of refusal and welcome.

Among them, in one of the big cities, a storekeeper named "Mei Niang" quickly mistook Yi Lin for "Ninth Brother", which made Yi Lin confused.

Brother Nine? What nine what brother?

After some inquiries, Yi Lin did not collect any information about Jian Nanchun and Chao Rushuang.

Yeah, not surprising.

If the two masters of the Heavenly Sword Sect didn't settle in a crowded place, who would find them?

It's been three days, shouldn't he really be dead?

Yi Lin muttered secretly.

But it is also possible that the two groups of people staggered their paths in the middle, and maybe they didn't meet together. After all, Yi Lin and Zen Master Kuye were careful not to leave too many traces along the way.

Yi Lin even deliberately left some plausible traces in the opposite direction of some fork roads to mislead the forces chasing and killing the eldest princess.

On the third night.

Yi Lin chose a barren hill outside the city and found a hiding place to settle down.

There are piles of rocks all around, and the rocks are covered with shrubs, like a naturally formed camping pit. Even if a bonfire is lit in the hiding place, it is difficult for the fire to spread outside.

As a master of soul cooking, Yi Lin took the initiative to take charge of the dinner, picked some pure natural wild vegetables, and then set up a large pot bought from the city to cook wild vegetable soup.

If it wasn't for Zen Master Kuye not eating meat, Yi Lin would have to add some wild game to it... It's a pity for this pot of food.

The eldest princess was not interested in wild vegetable soup at first, so she curled up in a corner of the pile of rocks.

But when Yi Lin patted the lid of the pot with a smile, a ray of light flashed, and the fresh fragrance overflowed, the eldest princess was taken aback, and hurriedly crawled over with her hands and feet holding her luggage.

Yi Lin filled a bowl full for everyone.

Zen Master Kuye took a sip, and burst into tears instantly as if he had been shocked by an electric shock.

Wang Xiaohu and Princess Chang saw Zen Master Kuye's reaction, thinking that the soup was so bad that the old monk cried. But Wang Xiaohu was really hungry, and he had finished his dry food, smelling the fragrance from the soup, it didn't seem to be poisonous, so he bit his bullet and turned his head up to do it.

"Too, too, too..." Wang Xiaohu was scalded and couldn't straighten his tongue. After a long time, he managed to blurt out a sentence: "Brother Lin, it's so delicious!"

Yi Lin shook her head and sighed, dissatisfied with the dishes: "Limited by the materials, it can only be made like this."

Zen Master Withered Leaf drank even faster.

He even had an absurd idea.

Do you want to poach this young man into the back kitchen of Dali Temple as a vegetarian cook?

"It's so fragrant!~"

Several people praised in unison.

A large pot of wild vegetable soup was divided among several people. It is not the first time that Yi Lin has conquered the enemy with soul cooking, the taciturn princess along the way,

Finally gave Yi Lin a good look. I saw the eldest princess timidly moving a few steps closer, looking like a kitten that had let down its vigilance a little, raised her head and said to Yi Lin, "Hello, my name is Xia Xiaoman."

Xia Xiaoman?

Along the way, Yi Lin didn't inquire about the name of the eldest princess, and in fact he wasn't interested either. But when Xia Xiaoman introduced himself, Yi Lin thought for a while and asked, "Real name?"

Xia Xiaoman hugged the package in his arms a little tighter, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, why doesn't this look like his real name?

"I am the eldest princess of Daqing, the current emperor's sister, Xia Xiaoman, named Mingzhu, named Princess Zhenping! If you don't want to change your name, don't change your surname!"

Princess Shinpei...

Really flat.

Yi Lin glanced hurriedly at Xia Xiaoman's chest, then nodded vigorously, for fear that Xia Xiaoman would not believe that she believed in her: "Yes, I believe it, people live up to their name."

When Xia Xiaoman heard that Yi Lin believed her, he was finally satisfied.

But after thinking about it carefully, I always feel that Yi Lin's words are a bit wrong.

But she couldn't tell what was wrong.

After the two had a simple intersection, there was no more communication.

It was just meeting by chance, why bother to have a deep friendship.

Yi Lin's heart is on Tianjianmen, and she is not interested in the eldest princess.

After eating, the night was dangerous, so they decided to spend the night here.

Taking advantage of the warmth of the bonfire, Xia Xiaoman found a safe corner by himself, curled up and fell asleep.

Wang Xiaohu lay directly beside the bonfire, with his face upside down, snoring.

Yi Lin sat by the bonfire, adding firewood to the fire from time to time.

"Duk, duk, duk, duk."

After Zen Master Kuye had eaten his fill, he twisted the prayer beads around his neck with his fingers, and tapped the wooden fish lightly, like a lullaby, which made people drowsy.

Yi Lin, who was adding dry wood to the bonfire to light the fire, felt something was wrong when he heard it. He felt that there seemed to be some soothing power in the old monk's low voice chanting sutras and the rhythm of the wooden fish beating. Yi Lin couldn't help but feel calm, and it was difficult to make waves.

Yi Lin asked, "What are you doing?"

Zen Master Kuye slightly closed his eyes, stopped chanting, and replied: "My old man is eliminating the evil of killing for the benefactor."

"Heh," Yi Lin smiled, "Murder is everywhere in the world, so what if you can eliminate me alone?"

"The Buddha said, the world is a boundless sea of ​​suffering. All living beings experience thousands of hardships in the boat, and you and I go through together. The old monk is weak, and it is enough to cut one person."

"Forget it." Yi Lin felt helpless, feeling that he was indeed not on the same channel as Zen Master Kuye, so he didn't intend to delve into this topic further. Yi Lin walked up to Zen Master Kuye and sat down cross-legged. He flicked his fingers, and a sound-proof enchantment fell around the two of them. For a moment, everything was silent, and the chirping of insects and birds could not be heard.

At this point, Zen Master Kuye finally opened his eyes, and looked at Yi Lin with more thoughtful eyes: "This old man's eyesight is clumsy, what Lin Benefactor uses is not like a Taoist secret technique."

"Small skills passed down in the family are hard to get into the hall, so don't mention it." Yi Lin was humble for a while: "What's the matter with your eyes? I think you are capable, and it doesn't seem like you can be hurt by those people."

The old monk lowered his head and sighed softly: "The old monk's disciple is confused, he listened to the slander, and thought that if he captured the eldest princess, he would get a high official, great salary, glory and wealth."

Yi Lin understood that she was stabbed blind by her own people.

"Then it seems that you have misjudged." Yi Lin laughed.

"Amitabha, Master Lin's words are not true," Zen Master Kuye shook his head: "I have already seen that Wuxin's intentions are not right. I just tried to get him to be good, but in the end he still has no connection with the Buddha."

Yi Lin nodded, she couldn't understand the old monk's thoughts, but she seemed to understand... To put it bluntly, she was stubborn.

He pointed to Wang Xiaohu who was lying on the ground and sleeping soundly.

"Then, since you are recruiting disciples to save people, why is it him?"

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