Peerless peasant girl

Chapter 87 It's Him
Five years later

At the exit of Tianshan Wuhui Valley, the girl is wearing a white phoenix brocade dress, a cloak made of pure white fox fur is draped behind her, two white jade hairpins are tied up her hair, her small face like white jade and the tip of her nose are frozen. flushed.

Wind blows!The girl visibly trembled from being stimulated by the cold wind, and her eyes were filled with anger immediately, and her small cherry mouth began to scold: "Damn old man, it's so cold outside that you want me to go down to Tianshan Mountain, do you want me to freeze to death in this icy and snowy place?

The shadow guards inside the door all looked at the sky. "Miss, how afraid are you of the cold? You have been here for five years, and your martial arts skills are top-notch, yet you are still so afraid of the cold without getting used to it?"

The girl wanted to turn around and wandered around the door for a long time, but the door was closed, and no one dared to open the door without the old man's order, and she couldn't get in by herself. There was no other way, just leave.

Ti Xiaomo stomped hard on the Jade Dragon Horse beside him, and walked down the road to Tianshan Mountain.

By the way, this girl is Ti Xiaomo!The main character will definitely not die so easily.

I really feel a bit reluctant, the life on Tianshan Mountain is really comfortable, except that it is a little bit cold here, I think it is the life of gods.

There are no worries, every day is happy except eating and playing, practicing martial arts, learning medical skills, brewing wine, teasing the shadow guards and maids in Tianshan Mountain, the days passed happily.

But yesterday, this stinky old man went crazy and insisted on driving him down Tianshan Mountain, but he couldn't beat him, and he was not as good at poisoning him, so he really threw him out of the valley gate this morning.

As soon as I walked down Tianshan Mountain, I saw a large group of people.

Ti Xiaomo rode on his horse and watched what happened. After looking carefully, he realized that it was a group of silver-clad and iron-clad soldiers driving away a group of white monks. You soldiers not only have no respect for the white monks, but also make things difficult for them.

If someone walks slowly but staggers, the soldiers will beat the monks with horsewhips.

It is the twelfth lunar month of winter, mountains, rivers, plants and trees can be seen everywhere, and the eyes are covered with snow. The soldiers are wearing thick iron armor, but the monks are wearing monk clothes that are about autumn. The weakened bodies of the monks who usually eat vegetarian food How can I resist the cold piercing into the bone of ice? Naturally, I walk more and more slowly.

Unknowingly, Ti Xiaomo felt that he was driving his horse and followed behind the group of people. The soldiers were driving the monks too seriously and did not notice the jade dragon white horse behind him.

Until Ti Xiaomo followed all the way, when the soldiers and monks were resting, a young monk first spotted Ti Xiaomo and shouted: "Female Bodhisattva!"

Then everyone turned around and saw Ti Xiaomo.

At this time, all the monks folded their hands together and bowed to Ti Xiaomo, and Ti Xiaomo also sat on the horse and imitated their hands together and bowed slightly in return.

"May I ask what you have committed to be treated so unkindly?" Ti Xiaomo asked the monks.

When the monks heard Ti Xiaomo's question, they didn't answer, but quietly watched one of the young monks, who was full of spirit and clear, with delicate eyebrows and clear and pure eyes, who regarded everything as nothingness.

The young monk stood quietly among the monks. His slightly thin monk's clothes pierced through his body, and his whole body was bitingly cold. Slight ice crystals appeared on his eyebrows and eyelashes, but his eyes were still calm, as if he was not the one who was frozen, because there were monks around him However, the soldiers beat him but did not hit him.

Although succumbed to humiliation, he didn't care about it, and he was in the crowd like a snow lotus, living independently between heaven and earth.

With just one glance, Ti Xiaomo sank.

It's him!

He was the only one he ever loved!

But upon closer inspection, it wasn't him!

Although the man was ruthless, he was able to express his heart-warming performance. Although the man had a smile on his brows and brows, he didn't put anything in his eyes.

"The female benefactor is polite! I don't know why the benefactor looked at the poor monk with tears in his eyes?" He bowed slightly, his tone indifferent.

Ti Xiaomo came to his senses at this moment, turned around and wiped away his tears, and asked with a light smile, "Master, do you need a little girl to rescue you?"

He sighed slightly, and his tone changed a little. He sighed and said: "It's easy to save people, but it's hard to do it! It's better not to save people."

Ti Xiaomo was about to ask him what crime they had committed, when the soldiers beside him started making noise. "Where does this bold woman come from, she dares to ask more questions about the royal family, don't you want to die?"

The questioning was interrupted, Ti Xiaomo's eyes flashed with anger, and he turned to look at the soldier.

The helmet and armor on his body are different from the others, and he should be the leader of the soldiers.

Ti Xiaomo looked up at him and asked, "What crime did they commit?"

The leader of the soldiers snorted disdainfully after hearing this, and said: "A group of people who don't know good and bad are just driven out of our territory by the emperor's order."

Don't know what's good?That is to make these monks do what they don't want to do; if they can't be forced, they will be forced to do so with corporal punishment.

Thinking about it, Xiao Mo smiled at the leader of the soldiers and asked, "Can you tell me what they committed?"

The leader of the soldiers, Xiao Mo's smile flickered, his face turned red, and he replied unconsciously: "My emperor wants to treat Master Fuchen as a national teacher, but he doesn't know what to do and refuses to accept it. My emperor's repeated persuasion is in vain. So let them be deported from our country's borders."

So it is!You want a monk from someone to be your national teacher, and if they don’t want to get involved in secular fame and fortune, you take revenge on them and drive them out of the country. This is something only a tyrant can do.

Ti Xiaomo turned around and asked the snow lotus-like monk, "Are you Master Fuchen?"

Master Fuchen made eleven salutes: "The poor monk is right!"

"Why don't you want to live in the National Teacher?"

"Fuchen has been throwing away the mundane world for many years. He has devoted himself to the Buddha and has no intention of doing mundane things. Therefore, how can a monk live between fame and fortune, and insult my Buddha's holy light."

Fuchen's heart is firm, and it seems that he can't force it.

Ti Xiaomo turned around and asked the leader of the soldiers: "You really can't let other monks go?"

The soldier leader's face was red but his eyes were firm: "I am ordered by the emperor, so I have to obey."

"Then let me try to persuade you, can you give me some time?"

"Please!"

(End of this chapter)