Faithful to Buddha, Faithful to You

Chapter 84 Go to Chang 'an

Pain in the back. I opened my eyes and saw a half-barred branch covering the gloomy sky. The snow piled on the leaves, struck by my body, fell and piled on me. Luckily it landed in the snow, relieving the impulse.

Open the zipper, remove the hood, reach down, sit up with your teeth grinning, and look around. In front is a hillside with a creek not far away and a small stream of water flowing through the unfrozen parts of the river. On the other side is a woodland, overlapping mountains in the distance, exceptionally clear in the snow. Although the snow has stopped, the sky is still hazy.

I want to stand up and my back hurts again. The big bag was too heavy, and people fell backwards and fell into the snow. Took me half a day to climb up. I'm really old, no more than I was 10 years ago.

Snowflakes across the hillside reveal a few farmers. When I knocked on the door, I knew I had reached Zhou Zhi County, more than 150 miles from Chang 'an. Ask how to go to county, the old township doesn't say very clearly, just do it. Luckily I have my own map and can ask later.

Take out a few pieces of modern broken silver, buy a cow truck from your hometown, and dry food like cakes. Without wishing to delay any longer, he went official at the point of his hometown. On the road east, you can reach Chang 'an. And County Yao Yuan Park, 40 miles from Chang 'an. So go to Chang 'an first.

I was in a bit of a hurry driving a slow cow truck. Because the driving technique is hard and the speed is never up. A number of people were seen along the way, men, women and children alike. His face was full of dust, his clothes tucked, and he took the road eastward.

These people look like displaced people. Ask them, they're all from Liangzhou. Because of the famine, there was nowhere to live. After Lu Long surrendered to Yao Xing, he came to Qindi to find a way to live. As documented, Rosh should be in Chang 'an by now. Fearing a misstatement, they could not help but ask if they knew where the magician Hayamorosh was now, but did not speak clearly.

One question at a time, suddenly my heart squeezed! Not far ahead, there was a tall, thin shadow of brown and red mixed in the crowd, with rickets on his shoulders, and monks' clothes rolled up in the cold wind. I rushed to the side of the road and ran as fast as I could to the back of the shadow, pulling his arm together.

In the deep socket are two wrinkled old eyes with unusually tall noses, flat, wide lips and a reddish mustache, known at first glance to be of Central Asian origin. The eyebrows have a tenacious temperament, wise and merciful, nearly seventy years old.

“Lady Master, are you looking for a poor monk? ”

It took a lot of effort to hear what he was saying with a heavy nose. Put your hands down and shake your head disappointingly. I really want him to go crazy. According to the records, he was brought into Chang 'an by Yao Xingbei on December 20, 401 A.D., and it is now over a month ago. How can he be alone in the diaspora? Wanting to turn around and pause, he asked, "Do you know where the magician of Hayamorosh is now? ”

Surprised in his eyes, he turned his eyeballs and desperately thought of words, one word at a time: “Hmm... Chumorogippo... to Changan. The poor monk went to Chang 'an to find him...”

He called his Sanskrit name! "Do you know him, Master? ”

The old monk's face was strangely surprised. He opened his mouth and stared at me. Then his face rejoiced. He answered me in fluent Spitfire: “I can't believe someone in Nakahara can speak Turtle! ”

Turning to me for eleven years, he said: "This woman, my benefactor, is a native of the kingdom of Buddha Jesse. Pumorosh studied from me and was my best friend. ”

My turn to be surprised! Buddha Jesse, of course I know him. The Buddha Jesse was being fed by Prince Shal as he passed through Shal on his way from Bin Bin to Turtle. Rosh followed him in Buddhist law. Jesse the Buddha was twenty-seven years old at the time, but he kept his mouth shut about the thirteen-year-old Rosh. Despite his apprenticeship, he sees Rosh as his best friend. When Rosh went back to Turtles, he kept Rosh in agony. These happened before I first met Rosh.

“The master is going to Chang 'an to find him. So, Rosh has reached Chang An? ”

“Exactly. The Great Qin Emperor hired him as a teacher, and invited him specially. Last month it was Chang 'an. I tried so hard to reach the aunt to find him, but I lost my temper. I had to go back to Chang 'an. ”

And he looked at me, and he said, "I don't know why the goddess asked him. ”

I smiled and gave him a gesture of invitation: "I have a great source with Master Hautmorosh, it is difficult to speak the three words clearly. I also went to Chang 'an to find him. I wonder if the magician would come with me? ”

He looked at my cow truck, looked at me alone, seemed a little worried. And I laughed, “All beings are equal. Four-phase is nothing but delusion. Since magistrates were known for their lack of detention when they were young, why should they now confine themselves to the defence of men and women? ”

He opens his mouth in amazement: "How did the giver find out about me when I was younger? ”

I laughed, "My husband told me. ”

Rosh once told me about the fun he had when he was a young master. Jesse the Buddha is a Brahman of noble descent. He was thirteen years old and by the time he was nineteen, he had read a lot of classics. But he was proud and arrogant to think that few people in the world could teach him, and was therefore disgusted by the monks. By the time he reached the age of twenty, he was old enough to receive a full restraining order, and no one would ever give him a restraining order. The instructor was not found until he was twenty-seven years old to be fully disciplined.

He wondered, "Your husband? ”

I nodded and looked up: "My husband is your best friend, Pomorosh. ”

“This…” really scared him, taking a step back and staring at me in horror, "Didn't his wife die 16 years ago? ”

Look at his face, it's kind of funny. He was told the truth because he was fond of him. He was the first to preach the doctrine of grandeur to Rosh. Rosh has been in communication with Turtles since he returned at the age of thirteen. The two were dear to each other and friends with their divisions. When the news of Rosh's broken ring spread, he was the only Western monk group with the same status as Rosh who publicly expressed sympathy for Rosh. He came to Changan to translate the scriptures with Rosh, and my relationship with Rosh, sooner or later, he would know. So let's be honest now.

“I don't suppose Rosh ever said I was dead? It's just blackmail.” Smile at him, “I went back to my mother's house. Guanshan was blocked for sixteen years until now. ”

He looked closely at me and shook his head: "Do not speak falsely. You look like a 234, but how could you have been his wife 16 years ago? ”

I laughed dumbly. In ancient times, especially in wartime, the average life expectancy of a human being was less than forty fifty years. Women lack nutrition and skin care products and cosmetics. They work prematurely for childbearing and tend to age easily. “Master, I'm thirty-five years old, but Skin looks young. ”

I added two more years so that it would make sense to marry him at 18. “Seventeen years ago, Lu Guangguang attacked Turtles. The magician advised King Shal to assist, and King Shal himself led the army and entrusted the affairs of the State to you. But Salaam's rescue has not arrived yet, and Turtles has surrendered. Upon his return, King Shal told the Master that Rosh had been forced to marry his wife and had been plundered by Lu Guang. The magician thought that he would never see Rosh again in his life, and lamented. ”

I met his ever-increasing surprise with a slight bow: “These were mentioned in the magician's letter to Rosh that year. The letter came first to Turz, where it was kept by Rosh's brother, Fursativa, the master of the state. Later handed over to Rosh's disciple, Yetaro, from Turtles to Auntie. ”

At that time, Rosh's twenty-four Turz disciples came a long way to follow Rosh, and this letter was finally delivered to Rosh.

He's totally convinced. Sighing and shaking his head, tears swept through his wrinkled old eyes: "After I stayed in the land of Sal for more than a decade, I was invited by the King of Turtles to go back to Turtles. Finally got a letter from Rosh in Turtles three years ago. This is the first letter he has received since he went to Nakahara. After more than a decade of not communicating, he was in a difficult situation, so I wanted to help him. He was supposed to leave immediately after receiving the letter, but King Turtle couldn't let go. I later escaped, unfortunately, after six months of arriving in Auntie, Rosh had gone to Chang 'an. ”

I also wiped a tear: "Master, get in the car and talk. We have to hurry and I hope to see Rosh tomorrow. ”

Buddha Jesse was with me in a cow truck, and the two of us took turns driving. We talked a lot more along the way. I told him how Rosh was being oppressed by the Lu people in Auntie and how we survived the famine. By the time the sun sets west, we've been driving over thirty miles. When I stopped by a river to rest, I took out the dried food, but he politely told me that he ate only one meal a day.

I went to the river and picked up the water with a water bag, and the sunset flashed on the river water. Stand up and blindfold the glow of your eyes. There should be a village ahead where you can stay tonight.

Walk back to the cart and see the Buddha Jesse stretching his bones with his hips. Pass him the water bag, he thanked and took out the filter and filtered it first. Drink a sip of cold water and measure me, suddenly saying: "He spoke of you in his letter. ”

His heart pounded and he looked up at him. He shook his head slightly with a sigh: “He said that he would never regret marrying his wife...”

Tears gushed without warning. Buddha Jesse looked at me, and the dim light stained him with a golden glow. He took another sip of water, turned to face the sunset, and a ghost sounded: "How can you let Rosh into the thorny forest? ”

I know what he means. Rosh was too perfect, but as fine. In the midst of thorns, every once in a while, it is inevitable that evil men will seek to destroy this pure white foam. In his view, it was Rosh's lack of perseverance and determination that led him to commit the shameful acts despised by the practitioners. He is a close friend of Rosh, and although he sympathizes with what happened to Rosh, he still has the same attitude as other monks on this point. The Buddhist historian's view of Rosh's personality is determined by his sentiment.

He tried to argue, but he still swallowed it back. Smile lightly, me and Rosh, why should I care what others think? I've only been here six months. There's no time for him to think about anything else.

“Master, it's late, let's go to the village ahead...”

The sound of a flying horseshoe interrupted my words. Looking at the official road, a group of people are rushing in. The Buddha Jesse looked at it for a while and suddenly his face changed and said to me, "Come on! Find some mud and paint your face black! ”

It was not understood that Buddha Jesse had bent over and grabbed the earth: “That is General Qin's rider, who has been looting young and beautiful women in the midst of the Ryongzhou diaspora for days. ”

The land of Jehovah the Buddha had not yet arrived in my hands, and the horses had been driven before me. The leader is a young man in armor, afraid to look more, turn around quickly.

It's too late. The horse screamed and stopped in front of me. I reached into my sleeve and prepared the anesthesia gun in the dark. Someone got off the horse and the footsteps came towards me. Now that it has attracted the attention of this group, it means nothing to them. So I turned around and looked straight at the young man who came at me. Sunset Yu Hui pulled out this man's tall figure. Xin Long and healthy body, legs and hands longer than ordinary people, at first glance, knew this person was brave and good at shooting.

When he gets close, his heart goes down. This young man, handsome, is handsome, but he is surrounded by a fierce spirit! Bronze skin that has been exposed to the sun for many years reflects Jun-soo's five officials. The nose beam was tall, the forehead was glossy, and a pair of eyebrows looked like a torch, revealing a fierce shadow, like a leopard staring closely at the prey. A long strand of hair hanging on the right ear and the rest of the hair hanging over your head, this strand deliberately droops, making it look extremely sexy.

It's absolutely nothing good for a man like that to get into trouble. There's some panic. What are we gonna do about him? He came to me, and the evening fell upon his raised jaw, glowing. I suddenly felt something was wrong. I saw a long arm reach out quickly. Before I could react, the person had been pulled to his chest.

“After all these days, I've finally seen one.” He looked at me with a gaze of his prey and his thin lips chilled. The corners of his eyes drooped and his face was full of air.

“Master, she is… married… not…” Buddha Jesse stumbled and held out a strange Chinese language. The young man just glanced at Jesse the Buddha and turned to me.

“Married?” Without any emotional sounds, listen to the chills in the spine.

I nodded.

He provoked a beautiful long brow: "Look how old you are in your early twenties, and you should be married.” Think about it and smile cold again, "it doesn't matter, just sing and dance. It's better to send you into the palace than the man with the sack. ”

My heart suddenly moves. Who is he? The sixteen kingdoms, except Li 's Xiliang, are all five beards standing, and have no Chinese philosophy of virginity. So even married women can't get away with it. But what was the purpose of his robbery of a woman from the Ryongzhou diaspora into the palace?

He dragged me away without waiting for me to think about it. Jesse the Buddha hurried forward to grab me, and I shook his head in darkness. Turning to smile at the young man: “With the riches to look for, the concubine took her bag and went with the young general. ”

He stood still and let me go. “You're the first woman not to cry. Well, General Ben likes the way you are. Into the palace, as long as you are good, even if it is not the first time to open a pod, the riches are within reach. ”

I frowned. Speaking so crudely, what a good bag. I went to the bull cart to pick up my backpack and said to Jesse the Buddha in Torchfire: "Master, don't worry about me. You go to the Runway Garden Temple, where Rosh is. If the magician arrives earlier than me, please tell Rosh that Axel is back. ”

I followed him because he was carrying a horse, and even if I shot him with an anesthesia gun, I couldn't escape arrest. Secondly, his words that sent me into the palace prompted me to think. Rosh is now being treated as a teacher by Yao Xingzheng in the royal garden. If I were a civilian, I would never have been able to see him. If you can get into the palace, you might have a chance.

I sat in a carriage with my backpack. There are five more girls in there. Cloth, ginger chai, red eyes, all taken from the displaced. Some wonder, Yao Xing is an enlightened monarch in the sixteen kingdoms. What is the status of this young man who dares to grab people's daughter openly?

They interrogated the girls, who had just been taken prisoner for a short time, only to cry. The oldest of these women appears to be twenty-five or six years old. Nearly one meter and seventy, the five officials are not as fine as the Han women, they should be Huns. She wasn't pretty, but she was calm. She looked at me deliberately a few more times, seemed to have some deep feelings, and then told me that she had listened to his men calling him General Liu. I always thought she looked a little familiar and asked her name, "Quiet." The name is very ordinary and I have no particular impression of it. Just a few more questions and she won't say anything.

I thought to myself: Liu, but in his early twenties, he was sealed as a horseman. He looked handsome but cold. Suddenly it occurred to me that he was another hero of this era, the founder of the Great Summer Nation - the Huns Herremberg!