Quick Travel: Passing Through the Bloody World

Although Xianzhou is located in a remote area, it has crisscrossing waterways, a prosperous economy, and its people live a rich life. The streets of Xianzhou are particularly lively, and the hawkers' cries are filled with a strong sense of local life.

"Look!"

"Oh my god, what a beautiful monk!"

"Monk? What monk?"

"How good can a bald donkey be..."

The sound was noisy, and the tail of the sound in the throat of the person who raised the question suddenly stopped.

An elegant carriage pulled by fine horses drove smoothly through the downtown area. The curtain of the carriage window was lifted by someone's hand. Looking along the delicate hand that looked like a sculpture, one could see a Buddhist with extremely refined features.

He was watching the scene passing by with his eyes, his gaze was not sure where it was, but he felt a sense of compassion for the world.

The noisy sounds around him did not disturb him at all, as if even the sound of the wind was afraid of disturbing this peaceful scene.

The carriage passed by quietly, leaving only amazement on the street.

Governor Wang raised his hand and stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "Master Kongji is really riding a horse and leaning on the sloping bridge, and he has attracted the waving of red sleeves in the whole building."

Pei Yu lowered the curtain upon hearing this, smiled slightly and said: "The poem is about a young man full of vigor and vitality. Kong Ji is not young, so he is not a young man. Kong Ji is just a monk."

At first glance it sounds like modesty, but upon closer inspection it seems to carry an undeniable arrogance.

It seems to be saying that he is no longer a young man, has never ridden a horse or leaned on a sloping bridge, but he can still get the red sleeves waving at him in the building.

But even though there are beautiful women waving their sleeves all over the building, he is still the lonely Buddhist son of Lingbao Temple.

After all the praise, he was just empty.

Governor Wang was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said, "Master Kong Ji, I thought you were just bragging about yourself in a euphemistic way!"

The Governor's Mansion in Xianzhou was left behind after the previous governor expanded it. He was dismissed for greedily acquiring too much gold, silver, and jewelry. After his property was confiscated, the specifications of the Governor's Mansion remained.

As soon as Pei Yu stepped into the governor's mansion, he saw a pink ball running towards him quickly and hugging his legs.

The little girl, who looked only seven or eight years old, was wearing a pink skirt. She raised her head and stared at Pei Yu with her big, moist and bright eyes.

Seeing Pei Yu lowering his eyes to look at her, the little girl smiled obediently: "Brother, it looks good."

Pei Yu's eyebrows slightly curved when he heard this, and he smiled and said, "You are pretty too."

The little girl hugged Pei Yu and was about to say something, but then she was suddenly pulled away by a pair of hands.

Governor Wang held his daughter in his arms and said awkwardly: "I'm sorry, my daughter is young and has soiled her clothes."

Pei Yu looked at the two faint handprints on his clothes and shook his head to indicate that nothing was wrong.

Afterwards, Governor Wang asked someone to take Pei Yu to the prepared room to rest. Perhaps considering that Pei Yu, as a monk, liked quietness, Governor Wang arranged a relatively secluded room for Pei Yu, and usually there were no servants passing by.

The person left for Pei Yu was a down-to-earth and capable middle-aged man, who was asked to prepare two buckets of hot water.

After closing the door, Pei Yu found some new clothes and changed out of those clothes.

The system came out of the small dark room and said with a sigh, "You really need to treat your mysophobia."

Pei Yu threw the clothes into the wooden basin [The little girl had just touched the dog.]

The system is puzzled [So what?]

Pei Yu's eyes fell on the pile of clothes for a moment [He would be unhappy if he smelled it.]

The system is confused [Who would be unhappy? ]

Pei Yu said nothing. There was a knock on the door, telling him that the hot water was ready.

Pei Yu pinched his cuffs with his fingertips, raised his hand and placed the Buddhist beads on the table. After taking two steps, he turned back and took them in his hand.

The sound of water can be heard, human figures float, and the fog tosses.

The sun sets outside the window, bright stars dot the night sky, and moonlight falls on the ground, covering Xianzhou with an invisible white veil.

In a remote courtyard somewhere in the Governor's Mansion, the grass in the courtyard was trembling, and even the flowers in full bloom had lost a few petals.

Then, accompanied by a violent tremor, a ball of fiery red stuff suddenly rushed out.

The sound made by stepping on the soft pads of flesh was barely louder than a pin drop. The shimmering pond reflected the shadow of the moon and a fox with a graceful figure, fiery red fur all over its body, except for a little milky white fur on its belly.

The fox stood on tiptoe, lowered its head and licked the water in the pond. When it raised its head again, its eyes were filled with emotions that did not belong to animals.

Teng Shenyi stared at the two paws in front of him that were covered in mud. His nose twitched twice. He tried to hold back but still couldn't bring himself to eat them.

If he had been a fox he would have licked it.

But he is not.

Half a month ago, he was still a young general full of vigor and vitality on the battlefield. However, after the war with the Huns broke out, he was betrayed by his deputy general when he was confronting the enemy general and was seriously injured.

While he was drowsy, Teng Shenyi heard crying and shouting. Someone protected his seriously injured and unconscious body and took him all the way back to the military tent.

The pain was like scraping bones and cramps, and he felt like he was dying.

He wanted to open his eyes, but all he saw was darkness.

He wanted to tell his subordinates who were protecting him that he was betrayed by his own people, but he couldn't open his mouth no matter what.

He was hurt and he was angry.

He fell into a coma.

After regaining consciousness, Teng Shenyi was surprised to find that he was not in the northwest where the cold wind was blowing, but in Xianzhou where spring was in full bloom.

He was extremely surprised, only to find that he had turned into a mute fox, with the piece of clothes that he had desperately torn off when he was seriously injured still in his mouth.

...and then the corner of the clothes was lost.

Fortunately, he is now a fox and he followed the smell to find here.

Don't let him know which bastard stole it. If he finds out, I'll beat him like a dog when he regains his human form.

The little fox squatting there cursing didn't know when a figure appeared behind him. When he noticed it and turned his head suddenly, a slender figure was reflected in his fox eyes.

Her clothes were as white as snow, and Buddhist beads were wrapped around her white hands.

The hem of his clothes fluttered in the evening breeze.

The Buddha's indifferent gaze fell on him, but it was inexplicably hot and made Teng Shenyi tremble all over.

The shadows of the trees are mottled and the moonlight is bright.

One white, one red, one tall, one short, one man, one beast.

One Buddha and one demon.

Staring at each other across the moonlight.