Chapter 341 Traveling together

"Master, please send him away!"

Luzhangke took two steps toward Zhao Min and whispered a question in Zhao Min's ear.

The expression on Zhao Min's face did not change at all, but he looked at the smiling Yuan Hui with great interest, with a look of inquiry deep in his eyes.

Zhao Min waved his legs and signaled everyone to be quiet without even turning his head. Everyone was silent and did not dare to say anything.

"I wonder how that lady is doing?"

Yuan Hui once again asked Zhao Min for confirmation of her answer and decision.

"Okay, my mother is a Buddhist, so he can ask the master for some Buddhist teachings!"

Zhao Min's expression became more and more playful. She had never seen such an interesting and mysterious monk as Xiang Yuanhui. She hoped that she could learn more about Yuanhui's background through traveling together.

As for the safety issue, Zhao Min didn't have the slightest worry. Everyone around her was high-legged. She believed that if she could ask Zhang Sanfeng, the heavenly high-legged man, to do it himself, no one could threaten her safety. As for the situation in front of her,

The young monk will never deny the wrong leg of the guard beside him.

In fact, in general, although Zhao Min's leg partners are not willing to go with Yuan Hui, they will not question Zhao Min's decision. This should be because they have seen Zhao Min's agility and intelligence and know her abilities. But whether she can succeed

Kun Ke was numb. Zhao Min agreed to Yuan Hui's request to go with him. Naturally, he couldn't leave, so he kept silent and carefully hid his identity for fear of being recognized by Yuan Hui.

Yuan Hui's perception was astonishing, and she had discovered Cheng Kun's little tricks a long time ago. Now was a good opportunity to expose Cheng Kun, and there would be enough time to deal with him in a month, so she just ignored it.

Zhao Min and his party followed the six major sects all the way towards Guangmingding, and stopped at Donglai at a mountain peak where they could observe the intercourse between the six major sects and the Ming Cult.

The Eight Heroes of the Arrow spread the wool blanket on the ground, and then placed the food before letting Zhao Min go east to enjoy it.

Yuan Hui unceremoniously followed Zhao Min to the east, stretched out her legs, took a piece of mutton and started to chew on it.

Yuan Hui's showmanship shocked Zhao Min and his party. They wanted to know whether Central Plains Buddhism is different from Tibetan Buddhism. Do they need to abide by the rules and regulations and not eat meat?

"I wonder if it is difficult for the master to practice for the divine monk Mendong in the Shaolin Temple?"

Zhao Min stared at Fang Hui with confusion in her big eyes. She even wondered if she had met a fake Shaolin disciple, otherwise how could this happen.

"My master died young, and his name is empty!"

Yuan Hui had already finished chewing the mutton in her legs, and her mouth was full of oil. Then she looked at Zhao Min and said in an extravagant manner.

"Do you have wine? Press your stomach. Isn't the mutton too greasy? I haven't eaten meat for many years, so it's hard to digest for a while!"

Zhao Min rolled her charming red eyes. She had met a meat-and-wine monk, and the monk turned out to be the disciple of Kong Jian, the head of the four great Shaolin monks. He should not be underestimated. Zhao Min stretched out his leg to signal the guard behind him to hand over the wine bag.

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Yuan Hui grabbed the wine bag from Zhao Min's leg, raised her head and poured it into her mouth. The spicy, milky and sweet wine flowed down her throat and into her stomach.

Mare's milk is fermented from mare's milk. It is milky red or slightly transparent milky red. It is warm in nature and has the functions of dispelling cold, relaxing muscles, activating blood circulation, and strengthening the stomach. It is said to be invented by Genghis Khan's wife and is called Yuan Yu.

Horse milk is one of the eight treasures of Mongolia. It was once a drink for the Yuan Dynasty court and the heads of the Mongolian noble houses. The mare's milk was stored in skins and stirred. After a few months, the milk fat was separated and fermented into wine. It is not only simple

With the fermentation method, the distillation method of brewing strong milk wine soon appeared. The milk wine after six steaming and six brewing is the top product.

"The mare's milk wine you are trying to taste is like the Yuan Ting tribute wine. It seems that the lady's identity is not simple!"

Yuan Hui drank all the kumiss in the wine bag, put the wine bag on the ground with her legs, looked at Zhao Min and said to Zhao Min with a hint of meaning.

"We meet by fate, but we break up if we don't. As a monk, Master, why should we be so indifferent to him, instead of seeking to get to the bottom of it?"

Zhao Min blocked Yuan Hui's words without any nervousness, without revealing anything.

"Miss, is that true? Yuan Hui has a good appearance!"

"Can I not ask to call him Miss?"

Zhao Min couldn't bear it anymore, so he mistakenly asked Yuan Hui for help.

"I can call him Mr. Zhao!"

Zhao Min stretched out her legs and pointed at her clothes. It was indeed inappropriate to call her a young lady because she was a handsome scholar.

"Miss Zhao Min, I didn't expect that after not seeing each other for so many years, I would like them to call me Young Master!"

Fang Hui smiled and wondered if she didn't understand Zhao Min's habit of dressing up as a man. Maybe the pride in Zhao Min's bones made her unwilling to succumb to men.

Zhao Min's strategizing expression changed color for the first time. His eyes shot out sharply and he stared straight at Yuan Hui. He carefully observed Yuan Hui's appearance and recalled the people he had met over the years. No one was the same as Yuan Hui.

Huike was wrong enough, which made her feel a little disgusted. What a smart person like her likes most is to encounter things that she is not sure about.

"Who am I that he doesn't remember meeting me?"

Zhao Min put away his smile and looked at Yuan Hui seriously. The Gao Shiting guards around him were also on guard, ready to take action against Yuan Hui at any time.

Cheng Kun also looked at Yuan Hui in surprise. He never knew that his cheap junior brother actually had a close relationship with King Ruyang's little princess. He remained silent and watched what happened.

"Noble people forget things!"

Yuan Hui shook her head, as if she couldn't see the tense atmosphere in the air, and didn't feel the pressure from everyone with high legs. She still looked at Zhao Min with a smile.

"Twenty years ago, his former princess rescued him. Time has passed so quickly. Naturally, the princess can't remember how humble he was back then!"

Yuan Hui thought about how she had just awakened her memory and almost died. If Zhao Min had not come to the rescue, she should have returned to the modern world directly.

"Twenty years ago?"

Zhao Min recalled what happened twenty years ago attentively, and the expression on her face changed. She remembered that there was a boy who vowed to repay her, but she took it as a joke.

"No, I was a refugee who was almost killed by the rebels!"

"The princess has a good memory, and the little monk is actually very good at remembering!"

Yuan Hui made a complaint and admitted her identity.

"I actually became a disciple of the Shaolin Monk Kong Jian. It was really a fate, it's wonderful!"

At this time, Zhao Min had already begun to plan in her mind to use Yuan Hui's identity to realize her plan. For her, Yuan Hui's appearance was an opportunity to make it easier for her to pay Shaolin.

“If it’s not fate, it’s not destiny!”

Yuan Hui thought that if she had not heard Monk Kong Jian reciting the Buddha's name, she might have starved to death, so she nodded in agreement.
Chapter completed!