I became a fox girl and was captured by the True Dragon Saint

A dry, cold wind blew from the front, carrying with it a slight stench from the caves and underground chambers.

A Y-shaped intersection separates the forbidden area from the safe route. The collapsed signboard at the intersection clearly states the danger and horror of the forbidden area.

The snow-capped mountains, which were already completely silent, were even more unusually quiet there.

The ominous feeling in Qiao Xiaoxian's heart was suddenly aroused to the extreme.

She suddenly realized that the source of her uneasiness along the way was hidden in this forbidden area of ​​the snowy mountains.

but……

If you want to help Jiang Ke'er regain her memory, you have to go here...

Standing hesitantly at the intersection, looking at the forbidden area on the left and the safe road on the right, Qiao Xiaoxian was in a dilemma.

She didn't understand where the sense of danger on the left road came from, and she even felt afraid. But she believed in her intuition.

"Either we ..."

"Let's go!"

Just when she was hesitating, she saw Jiang Keer choose the safe route without hesitation.

Eh?

This……

"You've gone the wrong way." Qiao Xiaoxian reminded, "The forbidden area is over here."

"That's right."

Jiang Ke'er raised the corner of her mouth proudly: "I, Jiang Ke'er, love to say no to self-righteous guys the most!"

"...?"

"The Imperial Master thought I would definitely go in and release Dijiang obediently, but I won't!"

Jiang Ke'er put her hands on her hips, her face full of pride: "Even if he is always so clever, don't think I will obey him!"

After saying that, Jiang Keer swaggered towards the road to the right.

"..."

This choice was beyond the expectations of everyone in the caravan.

"But, your memory..." Qiao Xiaoxian was puzzled.

"It seems that the national master can also make mistakes sometimes." Jiang Ke'er smiled mysteriously, "In fact, one blade of grass... is enough!"

The moment you take the Soul-Brightening Grass, you will feel a strong shock, and then you can light up the memory veins related to the shock.

But if there is something that can link all of his memories, then he only needs a blade of grass to restore all his memories.

It is impossible for normal people to have such a thing.

But I am not normal.

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I don't know how many folds there are.

Two meteors of completely different colors, dragging long flames, rushed towards China from the distant and deep galaxy.

They seem to be engaged in a silent competition.

Sometimes the blue meteor suddenly accelerated and rushed to the front. Sometimes the pink meteor suddenly accelerated and proudly let the blue meteor eat its exhaust.

They fought and quarreled, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, all with a spirit of not wanting to admit defeat.

But their destinations point to exactly the same place - Kyushu World - Shenzhou.

As they flew, the light symbolizing China was rapidly enlarging in their vision.

And gradually, apart from the competition, the flashing light also seemed to carry a sense of joy and anticipation of meeting old friends again...

Shenzhou, they are back!

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"Dudulu~"

Jiang Ke'er, who was living a good life, was humming a meaningless tune.

Although she could not predict what the outcome would be for not following the Imperial Master's ideas, she felt a sense of accomplishment.

Anyway, it's very comfortable~

But those Western Region merchants had a hard time.

What about the plot where they enter the forbidden area, encounter danger, and finally hand over the food obediently?

Why don't you act according to the script?

Didn’t you all keep muttering about going to the forbidden area?

Why did you become scared when you reached the gate of the forbidden area?

It’s so uncomfortable!

Why! Why on earth!

Walking on the pass road leading to Luoshui, the Western Region merchants were extremely restless - they really couldn't bear it anymore. The pain and the greed aroused by the fragrance filled their minds with thoughts of committing crimes.

They stayed up all night.

However, at this moment, the familiar voice suddenly rang in their ears like a heavenly sound.

"I see you've all been greedy all the way," Jiang Ke'er appeared in front of the Western Region merchant Ajib with a bamboo basket on her shoulder, smiling.

Ajib quickly climbed out of his sleeping bag and stared at Jiang Keer with ferocious eyes.

After seeing the buns in Jiang Keer's basket, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"What are you doing here, you witch?" Ajib tried to act tough and indifferent.

"Why are you so stubborn?" Jiang Ke'er sighed helplessly. "I didn't do anything to you. Why are you so hostile to me... If you want to eat, just come to me. I'm not a devil. I have to keep you waiting."

"..." Ajib was asked and spoke out of turn.

"I steamed a lot of buns today, and there are a lot of extra. If you want to eat some, come find me." Jiang Ke'er smiled at Ajib.

That smile was full of gentleness and tolerance, without any narrow-mindedness or grudge.

It seemed that she had never taken to heart all the cold words and gossip she had endured along the way.

This made Ajib even more inexplicably annoyed.

That smile seemed to have touched his painful nerves, making him even angrier.

"Take it back! Who wants it? Bah!"

He shuddered like a cock with its feathers blown off. "You witch, do you really think your food is so noble? I am one of the top ten richest men in Tibet. I have eaten all kinds of delicacies. Why would I be interested in your meat buns?"

"Why are the top ten richest people so serious?" Jiang Ke'er didn't seem offended at all, she just smiled and said, "I know that everyone here is a well-known gentry in your hometown. You are knowledgeable and experienced, which I will never be able to compare with in my lifetime... But I just want to say that I don't have any bad intentions."

"You witch...you witch..." Ajib was a little incoherent.

"We are all ordinary creatures trying to make a living on the same piece of land. We all have only one common enemy, the Immortal Realm," Jiang Ke'er raised the bamboo basket and looked at Ajib with a smile, "I'm not a witch, you just think I'm a witch..."

"you……"

"Why don't you ask yourselves why you hate me so much?" Jiang Ke'er asked back, "Is it really because I'm stupid?"

Maybe just the opposite.

"Why make things so difficult for yourself?" Jiang Ke'er sighed helplessly and placed the bamboo basket at Ajib's feet.

A few naughty kids poked their heads out from behind Ajib and looked at the bamboo basket with longing expressions.

"Look at your children. They were born without any good or evil. But now they have completely inherited your narrow-mindedness." Jiang Ke'er took a step back. "I really don't want to become your enemy. Why do you have to do this..."

"Shut up!"

Ajib finally kicked the bamboo basket.

The city of Lokossy was right in front of him, and once he arrived there he would be returning to his own territory.

When the time comes, he will definitely let these self-righteous Tang Dynasty merchants know how powerful he is!

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87. What about logic?

Looking at the snow-capped mountains, Ajib could already see the outline of the city of Lhasa.

That is the familiar golden-roofed palace, symbolizing the supreme authority of the Tubo royal family.

This made Ajib feel very cordial.

This place is already the territory of Tubo.

The cultural customs and religious beliefs here are very different from those of the Tang Dynasty. This is my home, and more importantly - everyone here is my own people.

The city of Lhasa is located halfway up a mountain. Even at the foot of the mountain, Ajib could already feel the familiar breath.

Different from the freedom and self-confidence of the Tang Dynasty, people in the snow-capped mountains have greater reverence for gods and ghosts.

Compared to the Tang Dynasty, which was fearless and firmly believed that the power of life could overcome nature, the people here were more conservative.

Many years ago, the king introduced religious ideas to appease the people, and it has continued to this day. Lhasa is considered to be the link between the Western religious circles.

The royal palace in Loksas is also considered to be the place closest to the world of Buddha, and every year devout believers come from far and wide to make pilgrimage.

For example, at this moment, there is a bald man standing at the foot of the mountain.

"Are you here for pilgrimage as well?" Ajib looked at the monk with some arrogance.

The monks wore Tang Dynasty style robes.

The so-called Tang Dynasty style means there is no standard, it is a mess, and it is fine as long as you feel comfortable. Obviously, only the ignorant Tang Dynasty monks dare to dress like this.

"Amitabha," the monk grinned at Ajib, revealing a mouthful of white teeth and chives between his front teeth, "I came from the Tang Dynasty in the East, heading to the Western Regions..."

"Seeking scriptures?" Ajib retorted disdainfully.

"No," the monk shook his head, "to attend the wedding."

"..."

Look at how degraded these Tang Dynasty monks have become!

Aren't you afraid of being embarrassed by saying such unorthodox words?

Is this enough to be called a Buddhist?

"You should go back to where you came from. My great Tubo never allows you Tang people to hold weddings! Don't talk nonsense here!"

"Amitabha," the monk put his hands together, smiled kindly, and said, "Monks do not tell lies."

"You are lying now."

The monk remained calm and said in a gentle tone: "I was once extremely angry..."

"Alright, alright, hurry up and leave. Don't delay our delivery."

Ajib pushed the monk away with disgust on his face and swaggered towards the mountain trail.

The monk shook his head sympathetically and just stood sideways on the side of the road, watching the caravan climbing up the mountain like a dragon.

"Why are there so many Tang people today?"

As he walked, Ajib felt something strange.

This mountain trail was actually filled with soldiers dressed in Tang Dynasty uniforms, with sentries set up at regular intervals.

Although Tubo regarded itself as a vassal state of the Tang Dynasty, the relationship couldn't be that good, right?

"Wait!"

What’s even more bizarre is that Ajib and other Western merchants were actually stopped by those Tang Dynasty soldiers!

"Where are your identity documents?" the Tang soldier asked sternly.

“Yes, yes!” Ajib hurriedly took out his Tibetan identity and household registration.

However, the soldier frowned.