Ten years ago, the barefoot monk, the world's most fierce man, once again walked into the Great Wilderness.

This time he did not leave too profound traces in the Great Wilderness like the one who cut off the mountain and Chengyong River, but only brought back three contracts for the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

The three contracts tell one thing, simply put it is - non-aggression.

On the basis of "non-aggression", what is particularly eye-catching in the contract formulated by both parties is naturally the protection regulations for the younger generation.

Tuobalie dared to enter the prosperous Tang Dynasty and the border because this unknown contract was not known, but he was too young and did not seem to have a deep understanding of politics.

If the benefits were huge enough, the prosperous Tang Dynasty would never think that turning against each other faster than turning over books was a shameful thing.

Therefore, under Li Yi's intimidation, Tuobalie left the front line of the prosperous Tang Dynasty like a stray dog, and went deep into the great wilderness, but left his courage to go with the old green cow.

After Tuobalie left, Yang Qing rode the old green cow to the bottom of Fanshan and said, "I won't go back tonight."

Li Yi nodded, looked at the gaps in the cliffs of Fanshan Mountain, and said, "Let Xiaodao bring two gourds of good wine to you, we are leaving tomorrow."

Yang Qing did not reply, but wrote down Li Yi's considerate decision as kindness.

In the evening, Zhang Xiaodao was so embarrassed that Yang Qing was stalked up to the middle of the mountain and entered the crack.

The afterglow of the setting sun spread into the gap, and Zhang Xiaodao came here again, feeling an indescribable sense of sadness in his heart.

Yang Qing walked straight into the depths of the gap that could not be shining afterglow, and came to Mengcha, who was already a mummy.

There are occasional cracks on the mossy stone wall, just like a deep outline on the surface of the mummy. The four giant thorns have long disappeared, as if it is because Mengcha's body has no nutrients.

Zhang Xiaodao looked at Yang Qing silently and lifted Mengcha's hair away and looked at his cheek carefully.

This appearance has long lost the handsomeness of Mengcha’s retrospective look, leaving only ugliness and terror, but Yang Qing held up this face as if holding a peerless treasure.

Then, she gently kissed Mengcha's shriveled lips, remembering a boy standing on the horse and said with a spirit: "I want to protect you for the rest of my life."

Yang Qing's tears flowed down involuntarily, and crystal clear tears stained Mengcha's cheeks.

Tears did not create miracles, but just flowed downwards along the horror sketch on his face!

The old green bull standing beside Zhang Xiaodao stared at his eyes, as if he also recognized who the man in front of him was. He let out a wail, indescribable desolation.

That night, Zhang Xiaodao and Yang Qing built a simple tomb with stones, buried Mengcha in the cracks of the mountain, and buried it in the mountains that seemed to be dead.

When the night was already dark and it was no longer visible, Zhang Xiaodao used the dead branches that Li Yi asked someone to light up the entire space and took out the inferior wine marinade from the army.

"Do you eat meat?" Yang Qing's words seemed dull, but they had a feeling of dying.

Zhang Xiaodao looked at Yang Qing's pretty face in the fire and found that although she still had a high bun today, the wrinkles on her cheeks were a little deeper than usual.

"Eat." Zhang Xiaodao said softly, but knew that nothing he could eat today.

After hearing this, Yang Qing pulled out a dagger, then looked at Lao Niu and said, "Come here."

Even though there were tens of millions of unwillingness, the old Qingniu still came to Yang Qing pitifully in a bad mood. Then she looked up and asked, "Where to eat?"

Zhang Xiaodao didn't expect that Yang Qing's meat was eating this old green cow. He looked surprised and said, "Eat it?"

"Yes, what else can I eat?"

“Grilled beef legs?”

"good."

So Yang Qing waved the dagger with a cold light in his hand.

The old Qingniu did not struggle and lie on the ground and let Yang Qing cut off his hind legs neatly, without any pain screams, and no blood was flowing out.

Zhang Xiaodao looked at the white cut face of the old Qingniu after losing his legs, and couldn't help but say, "Monster."

Yang Qing started to remove the cowhide with neat technique. After the cowhide was removed, there was still no blood flowing out, but the flesh color was particularly eye-catching.

Zhang Xiaodao took out the pig-killing knife, peeled a few sharp branches, and then cut the thighs of the old green cow into pieces. Finally, he started to grill the beef shanks, and a strange fragrance came out from time to time.

Yang Qing didn't say anything. Seeing Zhang Xiaodao sweating profusely, he remembered his childhood with Mengcha, and was deeply trapped in memories.

The old green bull lost two hind legs and lay on the ground without whining. He just sniffed hard with his huge nostrils, as if he was very interested in his meat.

After the leg meat was roasted, Zhang Xiaodao teared a piece and threw it to Lao Qingniu. The old Qingniu came without hesitation. Although his teeth were not very good, his chewing tasted unique.

Seeing the old Qingniu looking like this, Zhang Xiaodao could only curse: "Foodie." He remembered Monk Fayi, but he did not forget to still import a bite of beef.

The beef is extremely chewy, but every time I chew it, I feel that the beef is more fragrant and mellow, which is really a good dish to serve.

Yang Qing seemed to have no appetite, just kept drinking wine. When the alcohol gradually turned red on her cheeks, she finally said, "How did he die?"

Zhang Xiaodao did not say 'suicide' because he felt that the word suicide had too many cowardice and stupidity, so he said: "Kill yourself."

"Did you say something before leaving?"

Zhang Xiaodao said everything Mengcha said. When he talked about the young master who came from afar, he looked at Yang Qing carefully, hoping to draw a conclusion, was that person the Emperor of the prosperous Tang Dynasty today!

But Yang Qing seemed to have not heard it, just stared at the broken wine pot in front of him, and was silent for a few more minutes.

Zhang Xiaodao looked at the fire that made crackling sounds in front of him, took a sip of wine and said, "I have a problem that I have never figured out."

"What's the problem?" Yang Qing raised his head.

"I came here because of the sound of Mengcha in the ivory pendant, and Tuobalie came here not just to chase me and Nobita."

"The most important thing is that Mengcha said that we can protect our day, but why did he still have to make a deal with Tuobalie? Because one day is enough for General Li Yi to find this place, and he doesn't have to die after finding this place."

Yang Qinglu smiled bitterly and said, "Because he saw that you guessed that I was in the border army and the identity of the young master, he naturally understood the meaning of my border army in the prosperous Tang Dynasty."

Zhang Xiaodao said: "So what if he guessed it, why did he do this."

"Because he guessed this, he understood that I would come. Because he didn't want to see me, he chose to protect you and he went to die."

Zhang Xiaodao didn't know how many stories about Yang Qing and Mengcha were contained in this passage, but he still spoke: "How could he not want to see you?"

Yang Qing smiled and said, "Mengcha loves beauty, he will never let himself see me alive, because he is too ugly at this time."

Absurd! This is Zhang Xiaodao's first thought after hearing the real reason. Then he felt that Mengcha could really kill himself for this reason, and he couldn't help but feel that it was even more absurd.

Looking at Zhang Xiaodao's expression, Yang Qing understood that he was the first feeling at this time, and then whispered: "It's ridiculous! He was the most monster in the wilderness back then, so he naturally did not allow him to see me in this way."

"But he became even uglier after he died." Zhang Xiaodao retorted.

"He understands that although he is ugly after he dies, he cannot think about his own ugliness and beauty." Yang Qing took a deep breath and said, "So he is dead."

Zhang Xiaodao tore off a piece of beef leg and chewed hard, like an angry child. He understood that this method was extremely naive, but he really couldn't find a better way to calligraphy.

The cow legs were soon torn to the point where only the cow bones were left. Zhang Xiaodao's emotions finally eased. He said to himself: "It seems that I came to Fanshan before. He could have contacted me through the Jade Pendant without opening his mouth because of the odor and beauty."

"He doesn't want me to know he's here." Yang Qing took a deep breath.

The two of them were silent for a few minutes, staring at the fire in front of them, watching the flames rising from the fire rising, falling, and then disappearing and turning into a wisp of blue smoke.

Zhang Xiaodao took a deep breath and changed the subject and said, "That young man is really His Majesty?"

"Yes." Yang Qing did not deny it.

"You guys have a relationship?"

"Yes, it was a romantic love."

"Although I don't know how Moncha, who has been imprisoned here for twenty years, got the news, but indeed His Majesty and the Queen have a good relationship."

"Your Majesty, of course there are many women. I wouldn't have let the virtuous and virtuous queen do anything in person."

After saying this, Yang Qing smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "When I talk about this, I will think of the origin of the empress, and I always feel it is unrealistic."

Zhang Xiaodao took a sip of the strong wine, wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "Before entering the palace, the Empress did sell tofu tofu in Wenye Lane, Shengjing."

Yang Qing smiled and said, "It's such a good story."

"Yes, even though I live in a very remote place, I can still hear many versions of this story."

Yang Qing said: "If you don't talk about them, talk about you."

"What's wrong with me?"

"You've improved."

"Yes, I have made great progress, so great that I don't even believe it myself, but I have indeed reached the level of gathering in the Zhiqi realm."

Yang Qing clutched his eyebrows and said, "Last time I heard you say that your things were taught by your wife?"

"Um."

"What kind of person is she?"

Zhang Xiaodao narrowed his eyes and said, "There is unparalleled, beautiful, well-educated, understanding, a lady from a family, a jassic family..."

Listening to this long passage, Yang Qing couldn't help laughing, waved his hand and stopped and said, "Is there anyone who praises his wife so much?"

"Although Wang Po is suspected of selling melons and boasting, it is indeed the case!" After saying that, Zhang Xiaodao turned his eyes and said, "I am even more curious about Your Majesty."

"What are you curious about?"

"I wonder if he is an ordinary person."

“How to say it?”

"For example, will he have bad breath if he doesn't rinse his mouth in the morning? Do he fart in the Golden Palace? Do he pick his nose when he reviews memorials, etc."

Yang Qing laughed, picked up the wine pot and took a big sip and said, "He really told me that one time I farted in front of all the civil and military officials in the court, but none of the civil and military officials in the court dared to make a fart."

"Haha, drink." Zhang Xiaodao raised the wine pot.

On this day, there were two people in the cracks of the mountain.
Chapter completed!