Chapter 057 – Sparrow Riding Eagle
A ignorant girl across the man’s waist to lift the buttocks and sit, you can not expect her in this regard how good horsemanship, Xu Fengyen is very familiar, a moment before the chastity of a righteous woman like a righteous, said to the girl to be self-respecting, but the moment you see her initiative, and suddenly changed the face, chanting I come to me, a little bit of no ambiguity to unclothe themselves up, the wild plains of the metrosexual intercourse, the sky and the ground, wantonly humiliated that the North Mang woman, how much is it! The ideal of the weak Beiliang scholar children, Xu Fengyen has seen more of these rich readers with no power to bind the chicken, thinking that in the greenhouse beds and apartments riding on the curdled carcasses of the prostitutes of the North Mang origin, can be comparable to the generals with troops to kill the enemy, Xu Fengyen’s eyes are clear and look at the herdsman girl who seems to cry like a smile and stops to do the play component of the majority of the action, she undoubtedly has a pair of aura of the eyes, not the kind of cleverness that is straight from the heart but the kind that Do not touch the dust do not know dirty pure, this kind of woman this kind of eyes, destined to be like the side of this prairie on the fresh and clean lake, sooner or later to dissipate in the yellow sand, this year a see, may be the next year no longer see each other. Even if she is left behind in the grasslands of the golden branch, even if she returns to the palace palace, and what is the benefit? Although Xu Fengnian did not have the clothes off to a frank and openly see the charming idea, but also not allowed to take advantage of some small advantage of their own hands? Smiled and shook his head, indicating that she relaxed at the same time, hands holding her very good elasticity of the slender waist, in an unseemly position, the two stared at each other, the so-called waist of the thief a sword under the beheading of a beautiful person, is probably the true portrayal of Xu Fengyen, young girls and then naïve, the women were precocious, no matter how uninitiated, in the end, is not a fool, but also know her soft buttocks under the suppression of the ferocious evil of what side, riding a horse! Sheep herding will never be so shy, this is not a woman of the world intentionally provoke the hearts of the desire to talk back to, railing Xu Fengyen has long been through the flower bush leaves do not touch the body, but also feel that those who do not have an early morning court of the deceased monarchs, and is not wronged.
Xu Fengyen hands quietly slipped down, water to a pinch a pinch, this is a familiar skill, when three years of travel, is to rely on this clever technique to make Wen Hua that boy admired to the ground, but unfortunately, this guy enlightenment than His Highness the son of the difference of eighteen thousand miles, taut that the moral people of the righteous face, unfortunately, long a face of a beaten up thugs, every time you have the guts to go to the downtown mooching, are inevitable to be Xu Fengyen! To save the day, to cooperate with Wen Hua immediately drooling at the corners of the mouth, and then said that the family’s demented brother, the nature of the weak girl will be soft to spare, spicy some can be punched and kicked, and even dragged Xu Fengyen to be affected by the fish, the latter to Xuan Yuan Qingfeng the most unrelenting, with a vicious servant chased away several streets, it is no wonder that Wen Hua particularly vindictive of this bitch. The young girl did not say anything, just staring at the eyes, Xu Fengyen in his life can not stand in addition to the woman crying, is this kind of clean eyes, only had to snappishly shrink hands, laughing and scolding: “Just allow you to ride a horse, do not allow me to pat the horse’s ass ah?”
The young girl who is not comfortable with double entendre thought with her heart, and waited until she figured out the meaning, before clumsily revealing a slightly late shyness, Xu Fengyen saw her naive attitude, more and more unable to get off the hand, sat up, embraced her, sniffed the aroma of her green silk, felt the delicate trembling of her virgin body, sighed, and slowly loosened up. North Mang’s customs are liberal, both by the law to allow the release of stolen days, there is also the custom of robbing the marriage, as well as that sister dead sister, wife after the mother to report widowed sister-in-law of the woman remarried, are the Central Plains clothes as an excellent reason to attack the barbarians of the North Mang. Xu Fengnian picked her up and put her on his side, crossed Chunlei on his lap, looked toward the lake, and was lost in thought. Twenty-eight beautiful body like pastry, straight to teach the hero into the grave mound, may be replaced by any other man who suffocated internal injuries, ran into such a stunning, long while she half-pushed half on the line of fish and water, eat dry wipe clean after pulling out the eggs do not recognize the crotch of people laughing at the pale life, and what a flirtation. Only when the moment began to melancholy His Highness turned his head and laughed: “If you are Pei Nanwei or fish young Wei how good it is.”
The world which like to be a man face to face with her woman comparison of women, young girl although the sinus is ignorant, but also heard the words outside the words of the lightness, do not dare to show aggrieved, just skimmed the head.
Xu Fengyen stood up, the heart has some calculations, see if you can help to give this group of law when killing the fleeing herdsmen to settle down, later if there is a chance to return safely, the big deal is to bring her back to Beiliang Wangfu, and do not go to say that it is when the vase or to eat under the mouth, eye-catching or not, and then later assessed the top ten beauties, smashing some silver a little bit of operation, she is sure that she can be on the list, and pass out the joy, so that a bunch of scholars and students are greedy and jealous, is quite a pleasant thing to do. Is quite a cozy thing. Eat her now, the next step is to take her northbound? If he eats her but doesn’t take her with him, Xu Fengyen doesn’t want to hear the news that she has become the forbidden domain of a certain Siddhartha. Long illness into a doctor, by Shu shy mooching countless of His Highness also learned some skin disguise art, the finished product is only considered a crude and inferior, but it can still cover the ears, but she is willing to? Tribal herdsmen can not leak secrets? Particularly some of the young and strong who have left their homes with resentment, it is not certain that for the sake of wealth and fortune or even a few bags of bounty to please the new Xieti’s heart, the hearts of the people are repeatedly malicious, even if he saved the entire tribe, Xu Fengyen does not feel that you can rest on your laurels, wanting to be a puppet with their hearts and souls. Xu Fengyen thought about it, prepared to stay in this ill-fated herder tribe for a few days, and asked, “What’s your name?”
She said softly, “Huyan Guanyin.”
Xu Fengyen knew that many civilians in Beimang respect Buddha and believe in Buddha, many people prefer to Bodhisattva Maitreya Manjushri and so on to do the name, not rare and unusual, if it is in the Spring and Autumn Central Plains, take the name is too big, is regarded as unspecified, in the Beimang are such as to do the small word is very common, and even the women’s attire is also deeply influenced by the winter months to yellow things coated face, presenting the golden color, known as the Buddha make-up, the spring warmth only to wash away, the original Liyang Dynasty emissaries first saw the majority of the women of the Beimang The yellow face, thought it was miasma morbid, returned to make poems and ridicule, spread up and down the court, and then the two countries mutual market, only to know the truth, became a big joke.
Xu Fengyen let her carry to the tribal camp, for the northern Mang customs, to the north before doing solid homework, Huyan in the grasslands is a first-class noble family name, similar to the Tuoba family, second only to the two royal family name of Yelu Murong, began a hundred years ago that the deep understanding of the Chinese culture of the Mang master of the Golden Mouth of an imperial gift, must be the tribe on the head of Sydney Tighe is Huyan’s descendants, only the family name of the prestigious, does not mean that any surname Huyan are Is a nobleman, Beimang hierarchical, no less than the Liyang dynasty, people divided into four classes, the original only Beimang native and Spring and Autumn relics of two classes, intense rivalry, disputes countless, the chess sword Lefu Taiping order proposed to be divided into two more classes, are in the relics of the next, in fact, are some of the sinful people or stubbornness was forced by force to incorporate the Beimang version of the tribal population, the number of relatively sparse, but even so obvious, the Spring and Autumn relics have been grateful for nothing! The fact that they are not suffering from scarcity but from uneven distribution is a bad nature, not to mention that not only this, but also become a human being, the Empress of Heaven’s grace is vast, what is there to be unaware of? Of course, people are divided into four classes, each class within the top of the handful of power elite, regardless of wealth or status, are far from being comparable to non-people.
Xu Fengnian muttered: “Tuoba Bodhisattva, Huyan Guanyin, the names are quite interesting. Then is there Yelu Mile, Murong Puxian?”
She softly said, “There are.”
Xu Fengyen rolled his eyes and flicked his finger on her forehead in a good-natured and amused manner, “You don’t know how to read people’s words and colors at all, just like this elm brain of yours, if you really go to the Imperial City’s royal tent, you won’t be able to become a princess and county princess who has a hundred turns in her mind.”
She slightly raised her voice, perhaps this is even a big protest, “I wasn’t originally.”
Xu Fengnian pinched her chin and flirted, “If you say you’re not, then you’re not? Then if I say I am the Emperor of Northern Mang, I am the Emperor of Northern Mang?”
With a red face, she retorted in a serious manner, “His Majesty the Emperor is a woman.”
Xu Fengyen lamented that the chickens were talking to the ducks and stopped reasoning with her. Together with her to the herdsmen tribes, just like being worshipped as a god, Xu Fengyen in the canyon such as immortal ambush to save more than 20, after that it is to block off the cattle, plus a Buddha-like old monk to push the wave, regardless of the old and the young, are devoutly kneeling on the ground, the elderly patriarch is more than tears, as if migrating thousands of miles of full of grievances are all swept away, the people of Northern Mang is simple and honest, the words are not false, unlike the Liyang dynasty of those who believe in the old, in the prime of time to escape from Zen to escape the chaos, the old. The old, chaotic world to escape Zen recluse, anyway, how to self-protection how comfortable how to come. Only Huyan Guanyin within the tribe slightly understand the language of the Southern Dynasties, by her message, learned that the young bodhisattva to stay in the tribe for a few days, are exceptionally joyful, those young children and teenage girls, but also cheering, in addition to Huyan Guanyin, when Xu Fengyin saved on the mountaintop there are a few young girls, the autumn waves flow, hoping that this style is not like the common herdsman’s handsome bodhisattva can stay in the felt tents of their own family, the grassland household registration, to a tent to make the benchmark, the Northern Mang Dynasty was founded, called the “the Emperor of the Northern Mang Dynasty”. Benchmark, the North Mang dynasty, the beginning of the emperor, the emperor’s palace is just a tent, even the last generation of the king, each time the hunting, but also must be with the heart of the close ministers with the hut and live, so away from the sun dynasty secretly slander the North Mang empress is still the empress, had with several contemporary ministers of power while the master of the country sound asleep and met with fornication, is really very can make the central plains palace is like the sea of the people of spring and autumn to be amazed.
The matriarch called Huyan Anbao, personally welcomed Xu Fengyen into the spacious black and white tent house, the old man removed a pair of simple son and daughter-in-law, there is also a granddaughter and granddaughter under his knees, the granddaughter was once wrapped by Xu Fengyen on the mountain, happy beyond words, the grandson is the canyon bottom is always being held by the Huyan Guanyin child, staring at Xu Fengyen’s eyes, as if he saw the gods, awe and worship of the mess, when the When Xu Fengyen entered the tent house, the child stood outside the house with his sister, looking at the young immortal’s style through the gap, only to feel that raising their hands and feet are very good-looking, it is estimated that Xu Fengyen burped and farted, siblings will feel that it is a great learning.
North Mang is martial arts, good at riding and shooting, especially respect the strength of the outstanding fists hard enough powerful martial arts. To the Tuoba clan as the main members of the party a, Tuoba Bodhisattva stepped on the tired bones of the same clan to become the female emperor close service marmosets, revenge in the North Mang thousand years, the party especially focus on revenge, if the blood feud is not reported, will certainly fluffy, not close to the female sex, shall not eat meat, chopped off the enemy can only be restored to normality, both sides of the grudge reconciliation, need to be used in the blood of human beings as well as the blood of the three animals loaded with skeleton wine cups, the two sides swore to take revenge if the Both sides swore that if they took revenge, the six dead snakes would enter the tent. When trekking bodhisattva gradually become the god of the army, the war success, the party of sixteen tribes of all heart, individually to the first person of the northern mang proposed reconciliation, trekking bodhisattva ignored, sixteen tribal chiefs together with the death of self, and then the empress of the face, trekking bodhisattva only verbal promise, the party department is not regarded as a great shame, but instead of this as a source of pride, the tough young people without exception to join trekking bodhisattva’s personal army, see the northern mang The wind of martial arts is very strong.
Sitting in the tent house, after Huyan Guanyin narrated, only to know that her clan migration is not blind, Huyan Anbao died on the way to his father, a strong believer in ghosts, is a far-famed soothsayer, good at using wormwood to burn the sheep’s blades to see the cracks to measure the good fortune and bad luck, that year it was this old man who took in the baby girl in the swaddling clothes in a crowded house, the end of the winter is also the old soothsayer through the curse of the sheep asked to lift the clan to the southeast direction of the migration. Xu Fengyen for this kind of prophecy witchcraft will be skeptical, listening in the ear, also not too much on the heart, learned Huyan Guanyin live in the neighboring felt tent, glanced at her, just a habit of making a small action, so that the young girl blush delicate as peach blossom, the old matriarch see in the eyes, also do not say anything, just a smile of gratification. Little girl alone, in the end, or to marry a man with broad shoulders can stand up to the sky and the ground is considered to be truly settled, the old man on this claimed to be from the Gusei state of the Xu surname son, only ten thousand percent convinced. At the bottom of the narrow valley, a man’s power to stop ten thousand oxen, but even dare not think of the miracle, the old man still remember the grassland circulating for a hundred years of nine swords to break ten thousand horsemen, although that is the Central Plains Wu family swordsmen’s feats, at the moment only feel in front of the same tent in front of the young bodhisattva is enough to rival the nine sword immortal.
After Xu Fengnian drank a large bowl of wine and ate a large piece of meat, he lowered his head and walked out of the tent, Huyan Guanyin followed behind him.
Xu Fengyen slowly walked up to a small earth pack, in addition to the young girl, there was also a sneaky grandson of the old patriarch, who seemed to be called A Baoji by his breast name.
Xu Fengnian looked towards the setting sun, suddenly squinted his eyes.
A yellow eagle that was originally hovering leisurely wailed more than once, swept through the sky and faltered.
A hundred miles away to the northeast, the yellow eagle crashed to the ground.
There was a small finch with claws like iron hooks, nailed into the back of the eagle.
I have only heard of eagles catching finches, but there are still finches riding eagles in the world?
The bird flew to the shoulder of a young man who had a sword and a knife hanging on the left side of his waist, and chirped with a clear and crisp sound.
The young man in fox fur and wolf hat has two escorts standing on his side, a middle-aged man is as robust as a lion, his voice is like a loud bell, “Young gentleman, on this journey, you have already killed no less than six hundred people and four thousand bison, have you ever enjoyed yourself?”
Another old man in a brocade robe said sorrowfully, “The ten great devils, except for you and me, we are both slaves to the little master, the remaining eight, but none have seen, how can we enjoy ourselves?”
The young man laughed coldly, permeated with a strong smell of blood, reached out to tease the small bird on the shoulder, said: “Devil or something, kill up actually also boring, kill that Buddhist saints with energy.”
The old man who claimed to be a demonic figure from Northern Mang nodded his head and said, “This Dragon Tree Monk of the Two Zen Temples is said to be the master of the white-robed monk Li Dangxin, so it’s time to meet him.”
Hearing the name Li Dangxin, the young man’s eyes flushed red as he reached out to gently hold the small sparrow, suddenly lashing out, his hands filled with blood, gritting his teeth, “All should be killed!”