Chapter 227 Meet the Buddha again

The grass is like smoke in the sky, the trees are green, the rugged mountain roads, and the carriages move forward slowly.

Along the way, although it was a low-key sneak, the news of leaving still came out. On the side of the road, people who came spontaneously came silently, watching the carriages come from a distance and then to the end of the road, until they disappeared in the eyes of looking up.

Finally, out of Jianzhou City, there was a continuous mountain road ahead, and behind the wheels rolled over, there was the earth tower of Fujian Road, which was gradually fading away.

"Let's go."

On the carriage, Bamei said gently. Although she was no longer crying, she was still a little frustrated at the moment she left southern Fujian. After looking at it for a long time, she found that there were trees in front of her. Then she put down the curtain and leaned against the arms of the Luo girl.

The carriage was a little quiet. Chai Qingyun's beautiful eyes swept over the people who were sitting quietly and seemed to be a little depressed. Even Yang Yanzhao closed his eyes and leaned against the car, shaking gently with the carriage.

Seeing this, he coughed gently and said with a smile, "Liulang, the road is boring. How about talking about the unfinished story yesterday? Then Zhu Yingtai's daughter was found in the college?

Hearing this sentence, the two slightly twisted sword eyebrows unfolded. Yang Yanzhao took back his messy thoughts and looked around at several women who got out of the car. They all looked at him. Even the eighth sister changed the previous lost appearance, and there was a little expectation in his big eyes.

Liang Zhu is indeed a shocking work, otherwise how can he hook the minds of several people?

With a sigh, Yang Yanzhao cleared his throat, and then said yesterday, he began to tell the story of Zhu Yingtai's disguised as a man and sneaked into Wansong Academy.

When he opened his speech, the carriage obviously slowed down a little. He raised his head, but saw that the curtain was slightly raised. He couldn't help smiling at the corners of his mouth, raised his voice a little, and continued to speak to the eight sisters who had already entered the play.

I went there two days ago. When it was sunset, it was still far from Xinzhou City, and there were no village houses around. There was no other way but to find a place to rest on the Qingshui River.

The bonfire rose, and Xiao Muchun and others wade into the water with sharpened branches to catch fish. Guo Huai and Zhu Li went into the forest to play wild animals, while Yang Yanzhao sat by the fire and prepared for the barbecue.

After the last trace of red glow dissipated in the sky, the riverside became quieter and quieter. The evening wind came out, and the weeds moved slowly, which was a little fresh.

He enjoyed this feeling in his heart. Liu Yanzhao gently turned more than a dozen rabbits baking on the wooden frame. The oil dripped down the golden rabbit meat. Suddenly, the flames rose and the aroma became stronger and stronger.

"Sixth brother, I want to eat fish."

Staring straight at the rabbit on the grill, Bamei finally couldn't help shouting. Even if she had eaten two grilled fish before, she couldn't resist the ** in front of her.

Looking around, more than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at the hare on the shelf. Yang Yanzhao couldn't help laughing, "What's the matter? There is no grilled fish. Why don't you eat it?"

Hearing this, everyone stared at him. Isn't this a knowing question? Chai Qingyun bulged his mouth angrily, "It's all aroused by your fragrance. How can you like the tasteless grilled fish?"

When she said this, the rest of the people covered their mouths and smiled. Yang Yanzhao also smiled naively, motioning Xiao Muchun to hand over the wild fruit, remove the wooden stick, and apply the wild juice on several hares.

After finishing these, I took two hares, and the rest were thrown to Xiao Muchun and Zhu Li, who had been looking forward to it. Seeing that the latter was extremely happy to eat, they couldn't help smiling with a sense of accomplishment.

Later, he took out the dagger and cut a leg for Ba Mei and Yi Feng, and cut some for Luo's daughter and Chai Qingyun. They just finished dividing one, tore the other half, sat next to Guo Huai, and ate it with him.

The rabbit meat in his mouth is fragrant and tender, with a sour and sweet taste. Guo Huai also ate it like this for the first time. He immediately couldn't help praising, "I didn't expect Brother Yan Zhao to have this kind of craftsmanship, but the game was coated with some wild fruits, but the taste was much better."

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao laughed dryly twice, "It's just some carving skills. How can I get into the eyes of Brother Hede?"

Seeing that he was so modest, Guo Huai ignored it and continued to eat the barbecue in his hand. Just as he put the last piece in his mouth and planned to chew it slowly to let the fragrance stay between his teeth for a while, the river not far away made waves.

Suddenly, Guo Huai's face changed. He suddenly got up and whispered, "Brother Yan Zhao, someone is coming!"

Hearing the words, Yang Yanzhao also stood up and looked into the distance. Under the night, the breeze was still stirred, but he did not see half a figure.

However, since Guo Huai said it, there would be no mistake. He quickly threw the barbecue in his hand aside. Xiao Muchun and others, who were still joking, protected Chai Qingyun and others to get on the car, and turned around and asked, "Brother Hede, who is here?"

The thick eyebrows were locked, and Guo Huai's whole body had already been tense. His fists were clenched, and the buzzing sound spit out two words that made Yang Yanzhao a headache.

"Buddha."

For most of the years in southern Fujian, the power of the Buddha sect has been greatly reduced. In this way, it seems that revenge is coming. Thinking of this, he turned around and picked up the steel gun tied to the edge of the carriage. Xiao Muchun and others also understood that the crisis was ahead. They took out knives and guns one after another. Zhu Li held a big axe and followed Guo Huai closely.

"It's a master. You should be more careful."

Guo Huai whispered again. Hearing the words, Yang Yanzhao clenched a steel gun. Even if he disdained Buddhism, he still dared not underestimate their strength.

Another gust of evening wind blew, but it was a little more murderous. In my ear, the sound of rustling came from far to near. Before long, dozens of figures flashed from the dark curtain.

The people who came were all dressed in night clothes and covered their faces. Seeing that Yang Yanzhao and others were ready, the leader paused and then glanced. When he saw the carriage surrounded by Xiao Muchun and others, a trace of light shot out of his eyes.

Without words, he rushed over quickly. Dozens of people were extremely fierce. When they wanted to solve the bonfire, they were divided into two roads. One group of people killed Yang Yanzhao and others, and the other wave rushed towards the carriage.

The murderous dance, the bonfire is fluttering.

When they handed over, Yang Yanzhao's heart suddenly sank again. These Buddhist disciples were obviously not weak. With the steel gun in his hand, he barely dealt with the two. Guo Huai, not far away, was a little abnormal. As soon as he fought with the leader of the Buddha, he was punched away and fell to the ground. Zhu Li wanted to come forward, but he was trapped by the two. Stop, you can only roar and wave the axe.

Seeing this situation, Yang Yanzhao was suddenly shocked, and the gun in his hand also showed a flaw, and his abdomen was hit. At this time, the delicate shout of Chai Qingyun and others came from behind him. He couldn't think much about it. He was busy retreating quickly with the momentum of the move.

The tip of the gun was thrown away and the man in black who followed him was forced back. Yang Yanzhao had a chance to breathe at this time. Xiao Muchun and others had already been powerless, and Ba Mei, Pai Feng and Luo's daughter also retreated. Fortunately, these people in black did not seem to be interested in them, and for a while, they did not kill them fiercely.

"Call out the brocade!"

When Yang Yanzhao rushed to Chai Qingyun, a low shout sounded, which suddenly brightened his heart, and then reminded him of the scene in the back mountain of Xiangguo Temple.

It turns out that these targets are Chai Qingyun.

The long gun swept over and repelled several Buddhist disciples who besieged Chai Qingyun. Yang Yanzhao looked up. Guo Huai still fell to the ground and did not get up. At that moment, he was very anxious and turned his head and said, "Yuer, take Qing'er and go first!"

"If you don't hand over the brocade, no one can leave!"

The leader of the man in black who knocked Guo Huai down shouted in a low voice, and his figure flashed. In a blink of an eye, he came to Yang Yanzhao's body, grabbed the gun, and the magnificent power poured out.

"Bum!"

With a muffled sound, the steel gun in Yang Yanzhao's hand was robbed, and the man was shocked by the other party's momentum and retreated rapidly. Finally, he knelt on one knee and spit out a mouthful of blood.

He threw the steel gun to the ground, directly jumped over Xiao Muchun and others who were still resisting, reached out and grabbed the embroidery needles that were difficult to detect in the dark night, and slowly walked to Chai Qingyun.

"Wo!"

The cold front of the long sword stabbed head-on, but was caught by two fingers. Later, it broke into a few sections and fell under the night. Obviously, because the man in black who led the sword was angry, he reached out and hit the green bead in front of him several feet away.

He took a few steps forward again, and his voice was angry. He said word by word, "Give me the brocade."