Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

When Guo Shao and his party came out, it was as if they had come to the suburbs for an outing. He doesn't want to have anything happen with Mrs. Li right now; it won't happen if he thinks about it. With so many followers around, it is impossible for Mrs. Li to come out alone. It should be just a meeting and playing with her at most... After all, it is not easy for people to come out. It should be something worth remembering for her to have Guo Shao as a companion.

Moreover, it was very difficult for him to stabilize Mrs. Li a while ago, and it was difficult for him to turn his back and return to indifference, which only made her sad. It might be a good thing for her to have someone in her heart now, so as not to be seduced by that Zhao San.

... The temple is built on the side of a mountain, with mountains to the west and flat plains to the east, with very distinct heights and lows.

Guo Shao and others rode away, only to see that the trees on the mountain had blossomed, and red, purple, white and patches of green were inlaid together, embellishing the entire hillside in a colorful manner. The brown land and green crops in the field are also refreshing and pleasing to the eye in the spring breeze. Among the crops, the smoke from the cooking is lingering among the chickens and dogs, and the fireworks in the world make the landscape more intimate, making people feel relaxed and safe.

A group of people tied the horses in a wooden shed at the foot of the mountain, and there was a tea stand next to it. Guo Shao ordered two soldiers to watch the horses here, and he and the rest walked along the mountain road to worship the gods.

The road is very lively, but there are many people praying to God today, and the temples are indispensable and they are making money every day. People were full of enthusiasm, and they climbed the mountain while admiring the flowers and trees on the roadside and the fields behind them. People who worship gods in spring, rather than praying for Buddha, might as well play for fun.

A scene could not help but emerge in Guo Shao's mind... People were snapping photos with their mobile phones and cameras. But obviously these people in ancient costumes don't do that, they can only enjoy the scenery to their heart's content. But as soon as he climbed halfway up the mountain, Guo Shao saw a scholar under a tree, setting up a shelf, and painting. Obviously there is a way to preserve the beauty at this time.

There are some houses on both sides of the temple gate, which provide fasting meals, and there are open stalls selling incense candles and some so-called consecration ornaments. These things provide convenience for tourists, and at the same time, they are also commercial activities operated by temples... Sure enough, any religion changes when it arrives in China.

As soon as you enter the gate of the temple, there is a wooden box in the foyer, which reads: Donate money to gild the body, make good fortune and cultivate the next life.

Guo Shao couldn't avoid it, he grabbed a handful of copper coins and threw them in like a coin, and the monk next to him could hear it loudly, and clasped his palms together and said, "Good, good."

The hall was filled with smoke, and the incense ash and smoke filled the air, making it very uncomfortable to breathe. But amidst the smoke, there were crowds of people. Countless pilgrims put incense candles on the side of the tripod to burn... Because the tripod was full of incense ash, they couldn't put it there at all, so they had to light it directly on the stone floor next to them. As they burned incense on the ground, it seemed that the more incense ash there was, the more sincere their hearts would be.

The flames are hot and hot, and it is expected that in the cold spring season, the courtyard will generate the heat of summer.

The noise around was like going to a market. The monks chanting scriptures and the sound of wooden fish in the temple lost the ethereal...instead, it was like the accompaniment of gongs and drums on the street during the festival.

Guo Shao and others wandered around the temple for a long time, and finally saw Mrs. Li in the afternoon. She walked with an elderly woman, accompanied by four servant girls, and a group of soldiers and servants. The elderly woman should be her mother or some kind of elder. The two hostesses were wearing light-colored veiled hats, and their faces could not be seen. However, Guo Shao could easily recognize Lady Li from her figure and temperament.

Lady Li looked around and saw Guo Shao, but she didn't say hello. Just look back at him from time to time.

Guo Shao pondered: Guessing that her elders are here, she is too embarrassed to talk to the man. He was not abrupt at the moment, so he wandered around to see them holding handfuls of incense candles and burning them beside the cauldron.

There are also many women who come to burn incense and worship Buddha in this temple, and many of them are young ladies and their families. However, after watching it for a long time, Guo Shao realized that no matter how beautiful or ugly women are, they can never be as beautiful as Mrs. Li... Mrs. Li just doesn’t show her face, and the body lines shown by the Ruqun, which has all parts of the right size and just wraps around her figure, and her temperament when she looks back, are far superior to ordinary women.

Looking at Miss Li's behavior, he thought it was more interesting and beautiful than the song and dance performance. Follow them all the way to the main hall. Suddenly hearing an "Ouch", Guo Shao hurriedly looked away, turned around and saw that he bumped into a woman. He hastily apologized, "I don't have eyes when I walk!"

Maybe it was because the woman also wanted to scold this sentence, but Guo Shao scolded himself first. The woman glanced at him, and burst out laughing "噗|嗤".

When Guo Shao looked at it, he saw that the little girl was chubby, and at a glance she reminded Guo Shao of Zhao San...Of course it wasn't Zhao San's disguise, but the chubby double chin and small eyes made him think so. No wonder it felt very soft when it hit her just now, it turned out to be too much meat.

He hurriedly bowed and said: "My lady, please first."

"You stepped on my skirt!" Xiao Niang's voice became more delicate.

Guo Shao looked down and saw that his foot was stepping on some kind of belt tied around the waist of the skirt. He hurriedly moved his foot away and thought, "There are so many people stepping on the ground of this temple, it's full of dust. Why do you hang such a long thing upside down to mop people?"

When Xiaoniang left, she lightly threw a handkerchief in front of Guo Shao.

The tourists passing by looked at him with very ambiguous smiles. When he looked up, he saw that the shoulders of Li Niang who had just walked up the stone steps and the entrance of the main hall trembled, as if she was laughing.

Guo Shao bent down to pick up the handkerchief, saw that his name was still written on it, immediately caught up with him a few steps, and said loudly: "Mother, your handkerchief fell off!"

Immediately, everyone around turned their heads to look at the young lady, her expression changed immediately, she grabbed the handkerchief, turned around and left with a "hum". When Guo Shao turned around, he saw Jing Niang and the others looking at him with smiles, Luo Mengzi said: "Brother, he also has good intentions, how can you not understand the affection?"

Several soldiers laughed when they heard "hehe".

When Guo Shao looked back, Mrs. Li and others had disappeared at the entrance of the main hall filled with smoke, and they walked up together with everyone. I saw a Buddha statue in the main hall with hands holding flowers and fingers, and countless people below were worshiping.

But Mrs. Li was missing. When Guo Shao looked around, he saw that she and others were drawing lots in a nearby hall, holding a lottery and listening to an old monk talking.

Guo Shao also went in, saw the lottery tube on the table, and said: "If you are interested, you can also try to take one." After saying that, he went up, picked up a lottery tube by himself, waved it casually, and took one.

The monk next to him said: "Ten cents for a signature is considered as a donation to build a golden body of a Bodhisattva. If the donor can wait, wait for the master who unscrambled the lot to explain it to you in detail; if you can't wait and you can read, there is a saying on the wall to untie the lot. See for yourself."

I saw that the old monk who released the lottery was full of people, there were too many tourists today. Guo Shao was just trying it out, of course he didn't have the time to wait, so he went to the wall to find the signature. Mrs. Li is also over there, looking up to find the solution.

Guo Shao said in his heart: Although he didn't say a word in worshiping Buddha today, he has been silently by her side doing these idle things, which can be regarded as his dedication. He searched on the wall, Luo Mengzi came up to make fun of him, and asked Guo Shao, "Is it bad or good?"

Guo Shao found the sign and read: "There is a bloody disaster, beware of villains... this..."

Luo Mengzi laughed loudly: "It seems that the eldest brother is not lucky today, but luckily he doesn't like to gamble like the second brother." It seems that the second brother does not believe in God.

On the contrary, Guo Shao is more superstitious than his brothers. The main reason is that he feels that his soul travels, so he feels that there is something mysterious in this world, so he has a skeptical attitude towards those things that cannot be understood; However, this fierce lottery still cast a shadow over his heart, and he lost his mood for playing and relaxing for a while.

When Guo Shao walked out of the temple, he saw that the outside was smoldering with incense burning, and the bright spring weather was full of gloom. Or maybe the state of mind affects the scenery, and all the scenery is seen by human eyes.

Just as he was thinking this way, a wind blew up suddenly, and as soon as the wind blew, the incense ash immediately filled the air... densely packed in the air, like the paper money that a dead person had burnt, fluttering in the wind, and a chilling air rushed towards his face.

What was even more displeased was that Guo Shao was blown into ashes all over his face, and the tourists also complained one after another.

"Rumbling..." Indistinct spring thunder came from the distant wilderness. Where there are clouds, there will be thunder. Someone yelled, "Won't it rain?"

Guo Shao looked back at the temple, waiting for Mrs. Li's family to come out. Sure enough, they came out after a while, and two women, one old and one young, stretched out their hands to hold down the veil, so that the gauze scarf covered the empty cigarette ash. Mrs. Li said: "Mother, why don't we go down the mountain, and we will be trapped here after it rains."

So Guo Shao and others followed from a distance and went down the mountain together.

Going down the mountain, the wife of Li's family took two carriages, and the generals and servants rode horses, walking very slowly. It's already afternoon, and it is estimated that before dark, the speed of the group of them will not be able to make it back to Tokyo, and they will have to rest in the inn for the night.

Guo Shao also booked a guest room in advance, and planned to spend the night with them in the inn, so he was away from home, helping Li Chuyun take care of his family members.

The inn was not that big, and the guest rooms were already full that day. Many unprepared tourists had to go to nearby villages to spend the night if they could not rush back. Guo Shao led people into the room to have a look, walked out the door and stood on the railing upstairs, and was suddenly blown by the wind so much that he dared not open his eyes fully.

It was a beautiful spring journey in the morning. Unexpectedly, the sky changed at this time. When the wind blew dark clouds covered it, the scenery was completely different. It is true that people are not as good as heaven. It seems that many people have not chosen a good day.

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(Sorry readers, there will be no updates at 12 o'clock tonight; it will break out at 8 o'clock tomorrow night, and at least 4 chapters will be updated every day tomorrow. By the way, the current order is about 1200. Thank you for your support.

After the update at 8 o'clock tomorrow night, we will start to rush to the monthly ticket list (advance from 10 o'clock to 8 o'clock). Those who are free will participate in it.

The recent update is too fast, the plot seems to be unsatisfactory, I am trying to get back the feeling. Please give me a little tolerance, thank you. ..)