Monks

Chapter 170 The Threesome

At this time, it was almost evening, and the sunset glow began to emit dreamy brilliance, covering the earth with a dark yellow. 26nbsp;In the distance is the camp of the barbarian army, behind it is the pass of the Song army, and in the middle is an endless battlefield. I don't know how many hot-blooded men have shed their blood and shrouded their bodies here, just for that order.Zhang Fear wondered, "Why do warlocks get involved?"

Zhang Tianfang slapped him, "I'm asking you something."

Zhang Ai scratched his head and said, "Song State is Yunyi's home country. At the beginning, I rushed here because I was afraid that she would be worried. I really don't know how to do it." Looking up, down, left, and right, the barbarian camp was full of smoke, and Song Jun's wife was in the Huotou army. He was also preparing dinner, and said, "Why don't we have dinner too?"

Fang Jian was a little surprised when he heard the words, and interjected: "Are you still eating? Don't you want to eat?"

"Why don't you eat something? Why do you abuse your stomach?" Zhang Tianfang came to his senses after speaking, and stared at Fang Jian: "You don't really intend to come with us, do you?"

Fang Jian pondered for a moment, and after careful consideration, he came up with the answer: "Master asked me to follow the two benefactors." Zhang Tian breathed out and said, "Your master told you to die, so you die too?" Fang Jian shook his head: "My master is merciful. won't do that."

Zhang was afraid of having fun, yes, the team has grown again, and my problem of walking all the way and receiving all the way must definitely be corrected.

The barbarian army faced the Song army from north to south, and there was a high mountain in the distance to the east. Zhang Ai pointed to the high mountain and said, "Go there and rest." The three of them were monks, and they traveled very fast, and they reached the foot of the mountain in a short while.Zhang was afraid that Zhang Tianfang would choose a flat place, so they threw each of them out of the tents to rest inside, and after throwing them down, they looked to the left and looked again and again, not knowing which one to enter.

Zhang Afraid raised the curtain and said, "Come in." Fang Jianqiang restrained himself and refused, "To serve the Buddha as a monk, you must be able to endure hardships, practice Zen, and..." Zhang Afraid interrupted him: "Come in, Isn't it boring for Daheitian to sit alone in the woods?"

Fang Jian still wanted to argue again, but he was afraid that Zhang Ai would leave him alone and really leave him alone outside, so he agreed: "The benefactor is sincere, poor monk..." Zhang Ai would not speak to him at all. Chance, grabbed his arm and dragged him into the room, threw it on the soft fur, and said, "The bed is mine, and the rest of the place can be slept anywhere." He had a strange feeling that Fang Jian and Fang Jian seemed to be familiar with each other There is no need for those vain red tape.

Fang Jian practiced in Qingmen since he was a child, and he has never escaped poverty until he was 19 years old.He is a genius, but it doesn't matter, he has no background, no money, and all he can come into contact with are the cheapest and lowest-level practice materials, exercises and utensils; In the Zen monastery, at this moment, he fell into the thick soft fur, his body was lightly sunken, and he felt extremely comfortable. He said happily, "It's really comfortable." Then he said, "You two are descendants of aristocratic families, right? Each of you is in a tent. Qingmen saw it once, and the master said that this thing is flashy and not helpful for cultivation."

Afraid that Zhang hadn't spoken yet, Zhang Tianfang lifted the curtain and walked in, talking while walking: "It's not fair, there are two of you here, and there is only one person on my side, your place is lively, and my side is lonely, no matter, I'm sleeping here too today. "

Fang Jian was surprised again when he heard the words: "Are you still sleeping? Since I have been successful in refining Qi, I basically use meditation instead of sleep, and I sleep every few days or more than ten days on average."

Zhang Ai smiled lightly and said: "Eat when you should eat, sleep when you should sleep, don't torment yourself so hard." I wondered in my heart, has this guy not eaten since the foundation building?

Fang Jian said, "I don't think it's hard."

Zhang Ai looked at him carefully. He was of medium height, with a handsome face, thin body, and pale complexion. He was a 19-year-old genius who formed alchemy.Pulled over the table, took out a bottle of diluted spiritual wine, and two kinds of dried fruit, and greeted the two to sit down: "Have a drink, it's fate to get together." Zhang Tianfang snatched the bottle, opened the lid and smelled it, shouted: "It's not fair, this wine is better than what was given to me."

Fang Jian knew that the bottle contained wine, hesitantly said: "I've never drank alcohol, and the temple doesn't allow it." This guy was really stubborn, Zhang Ai persuaded: "You are not a monk! You It's the same monk as us! What's the point of drinking?"

"Why am I not a monk?" In Fang Jian's mind, as long as he shaved his head and lived in the temple, he was a monk. The only fly in the ointment was that the people in the temple did not recognize his status as a monk.

"Master Wuwang said before leaving that you have no connection with Buddhism." Zhang Fear was very patient with him.

Zhang Tianfang didn't bother to wait for him, took advantage of his unprepared glass of wine splashed on his face, and said: "It's done, he drank it, let's go together."

Fang Jian was furious: "Why are you doing this?" Zhang Tianfang was also angry: "Do you know what kind of wine this is? Spiritual wine! Spiritual wine that is helpful in spiritual practice and can improve your cultivation level! You drink it for you and lose your temper at me ?”

Fang gradually realized that this wine was unusual, but firstly, he was a little stranger to the two of them, and secondly, he had lived a poor life for many years, and after more than a month of nurturing in the monastery, he learned to restrain his heart and desire, forbear everything, and insisted not to ask. Zhang Tianfang lost his temper and asked in surprise, "Is this spiritual wine?" Not to mention spiritual wine, he had never even seen a spiritual 'medicine' in his life, let alone a more extravagant spiritual wine.

Zhang Tianfang was a little embarrassed to lose his temper, so he poured a glass of wine and asked for reconciliation: "It won't hurt you, if you don't believe me, I'll drink it first." As he spoke, he threw up his neck and lost his temper at Zhang Ai: "It's just a comparison to me. The wine is good, you are too much!"

Afraid of ignoring this, Zhang took the wine bottle and said with a smile, "Do you want to drink?" Zhang Tianfang rushed over and snatched the wine bottle, making up his mind that he would lose his temper after drinking the wine. He kept saying: "Drink."

The two of them messed around, making Fang Jian feel relieved, trying to drink a few sips of wine, one side is spicy, the other side is a little sweet, and the spiritual power contained in it is like a fishhook, catching him directly, comforting himself: "I'm not a monk. , a little wine is fine."

He was originally a teenager, and it was rare for him to be freed from his suppressed life for many years. This night, he finally had a chance and an excuse, and finally got drunk.When he woke up the next day, his relationship with Zhang Tianfang naturally took a step forward.

Because Zhang Tianfang intervened to kill the opponent's three warlocks, and he was the three highest-cultivated men in the barbarian army's front-line battalion, so the barbarian army did not dare to act rashly, stopped their momentum, and sent back a message to wait for orders.So there has been no fighting for the next few days.

Zhang Tianfang lay on the grass and looked at the sky, muttering: "Do you want to fight or not?" Zhang Afraid was flipping through the jade slips, he didn't read much after killing people and stealing goods, and it was rare that he had time to hurry up and study.

Fang Jian was meditating on the sidelines, and finally couldn't help asking after a while, "You guys never practice?" In the past few days, Zhang was afraid that the two of them would just be in a daze besides drinking and sleeping, and had nothing serious to do.

Zhang Tianfang said: "What should be practiced has already been done." Zhang Fear said: "This is not suitable for cultivation."

Fang Jian didn't want to make himself different from others, so he stopped and got up, and looked at the two giant tigers enviously: "This monster is awesome, it must be very expensive." After thinking for a while, he asked, "Are you from a family? Are you cousins?" Brother, right?" Both of them are surnamed Zhang, and they stay together all day, which is easy to be misunderstood.

The two hurriedly shook their heads and spoke at the same time.Zhang Fear: "I don't have such a stupid brother." Zhang Tianfang: "I don't have such a rascal brother."