Volume 1 Chapter 87 Design Guo Tao

Guijianchou cursed angrily, then flew into the air and grabbed towards the cloud in mid-air!

Xiang Yun remained calm and ordered, "Rifle troops, shoot at me!"

Immediately, a team of rifle troops that had already been lined up loaded their bullets and aimed at the Ghost-Seeing Sorrow and fired.

Dense bullets were flying towards him. Gui Jianchou did not dare to be careless. He quickly took several steps back, constantly changing his body shape to avoid the bullets again and again.

His movements were very fast. The Japanese rifle troops fired two rounds in a row, but not a single bullet hit him. However, this also made it difficult for Guijianchou to get close to Xiang Yun.

Xiang Yun saw that Gui Jianchou was so powerful that he was not even afraid of bullets, so he retreated quickly, but he did not run away. Instead, he came to the Big Japanese Cannon Unit in the rear.

He personally selected a huge cannon, aimed it at the location where Guijianchou was, and then loaded the cannonballs.

A smile appeared on Xiang Yun's lips, waiting for the ghost to land.

The ghost that had been flying in the air finally landed again to gain leverage and was about to jump up again. At that moment, Xiang Yun suddenly pulled the bolt.

With a loud "boom", the place where Guijianchou was located exploded instantly, and the dust was blown more than two meters high.

When the dust settled, there was nothing left but a large crater with a shell in it, and no trace of the Ghost was left.

The third elder of the Rakshasa Sect, a master of martial arts, unparalleled in the world in the use of black chess and hidden weapons, and a prominent figure who was ranked top three in the martial arts world in terms of hidden weapons, died tragically today under the giant cannon of the Great Sun Dynasty.

"We're done, let's get on with our journey!"

After doing all this, Xiang Yun was like a man with nothing to do, very casual, he clapped his hands and mounted a cavalryman's horse.

He rode his horse slowly to Lingzhi, who was still confused, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile: "Would you like to get on and try the feeling of riding a horse?"

Lingzhi nodded obediently when she heard that, and Xiang Yun grabbed her arm and helped her onto the warhorse.

Xiang Yun was behind her and she was in front. He hugged her body and smiled gently, "Don't be afraid. I'm here and I will never hurt you!"

That night, the door of the military tent where Xiang Yun was suddenly opened, and Lingzhi ran out in a hurry with her brows frowned and her mouth covered.

Ignoring the confused little Guazi beside her, she held onto a tree trunk by herself and spit out everything in her mouth.

Then he continued to dry heave, complaining strangely in his heart: "I remember the pus in the abscess was green or yellow, why is his white?"

"Forget it, forget it. There are so many diseases in the world, how can I know them all? No matter what color it is, as long as the pus comes out and he is no longer in so much pain, it's fine!"

In the military tent where Wu Guotao was, he was carefully feeding Nun Jiemie some thin porridge.

Master Jikong, whose face was still pale, said apologetically: "I am really sorry to trouble you. Once I recover, you don't need to worry about me anymore."

Wu Guotao smiled and said, "It's not a big deal. Master, you saved my life a few days ago. Now I'm just taking care of you for a while. Compared to the grace of saving my life, it's really nothing."

Master Jikong nodded, but she still felt a little apologetic in her heart.

Wu Guotao stood up with the empty bowl in his hand and said, "Then you should have a good rest, Master. I will leave now. I have to be on duty tonight. I will come back to see you tomorrow morning!"

Master Jikong nodded and fell asleep. In fact, her body had already recovered halfway and she could even get out of bed and walk around slightly.

But these days Wu Guotao took such good care of her that he even didn't let her get out of bed. He kept asking her to have a good rest and to take good care of her body so as not to get any illness. Master Jikong had no choice but to go along with him.

She had already made up her mind that as soon as her body fully recovered, she would immediately take her disciple Lingzhi away.

After all, she is a nun, and it is not appropriate for her to hang out with a man like Wu Guotao all day long. If the news gets out, how can she survive in the world and face people in the future?

As Wu Guotao walked out of the military tent, he was startled because Xiang Yun and Xiao Guazi were not far away, looking at him with sly smiles on their faces. It was obvious that they had no good intentions.

Wu Guotao's scalp tingled when he saw the two men's appearances, and he felt uncomfortable all over, but he still walked over and said, "I am honored to meet your Majesty. What instructions do you have?"

Xiang Yun looked at him with a smile and said, "General Wu, are you interested in that nun?"

Wu Guotao's face changed drastically when he heard this, and he quickly explained: "I have absolutely no such intention! Besides, Master Jikong is a monk and she once saved my life. How could I have such disrespectful thoughts!"

Little Melon Seed shouted at the side: "You are so brave, you actually dare to bully the king!

If you have no feelings for Master Jikong, then what's the point of being a general in the Central Army and staying around Master Jikong all day to take care of her? "

Wu Guotao blushed upon hearing this and shouted anxiously, "In short, it's not true. I, Wu Guotao, absolutely cannot like Master Jikong!"

Seeing Wu Guotao getting anxious, Xiang Yun stopped pestering him and said in a cold voice: "Little melon seed, she has already said that she doesn't like it, so we shouldn't make trouble anymore;

Let's separate from Master Jikong and the others tomorrow morning. It's not right to keep a woman in the army. The soldiers will gossip about her."

Wu Guotao's face changed when he heard this, and he quickly shouted: "No, Your Majesty, Nun Jikong is not well yet. If we leave her behind in this wilderness, she might be in danger..."

"Oh~" Xiang Yun and Xiao Guazi cried out together when they heard the words, then smiled at each other, and left shaking their heads.

Wu Guotao stood there, frowning, confused. It was obvious that he didn't understand what Xiang Yun and Xiao Guazi meant.

It was late at night and all the soldiers had fallen asleep. Wu Guotao tiptoed to the outside of the military tent where Master Jikong was.

Xiang Yun’s words just now were still echoing in his mind, making him feel extremely itchy. Could it be that he really fell in love with a monk?

How is this possible? This is a forbidden love!

Wu Guotao paced back and forth outside the military tent, feeling very anxious. He wanted to see Master Jikong, but he didn't know whether he should go in.

He walked back and forth outside the military tent like this, and his pace became faster and faster as he became more anxious. It took him more than twenty minutes to walk.

Suddenly, the voice of Master Jikong came from inside the military tent: "Who's outside? Is it General Wu?"

Wu Guotao paused and quickly replied, "It's me. I'm patrolling outside to see if there's any danger."

Wu Guotao blushed when he said this.

There was silence in the military tent for a while, and then the voice of Master Jikong was heard again: "Since you are here, why don't you come in and sit for a while?"

"Ah? Oh, okay!" Wu Guotao strode into the military tent with a red face, and saw Master Jikong leaning on the head of the bed, looking at him with a smile on her face.

"Master, why aren't you resting yet so late? We have to get up early and travel tomorrow." Wu Guotao said for fun.

Nun Jikong smiled and said, "I can't sleep, so I have something to talk to General Wu about."

Wu Guotao said quickly: "Master, if you have anything to say, just tell me."

Nun Jikong nodded, and then slowly said: "Thank you General Wu for taking care of me these days, but my body has recovered. I have to leave with my disciples tomorrow morning. Tonight, I will say goodbye to General Wu. If we are destined to meet again in the future."

Wu Guotao paused, feeling a little depressed for some reason. He didn't dare to look at Nun Jikong anymore. He looked around and said sarcastically, "It's a good thing that your body has recovered. It's a good thing. In that case, I will personally send Nun off tomorrow morning."

Master Jikong nodded when she heard this, and then both of them fell silent. Wu Guotao did not leave on his own initiative, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

At this moment, a thin bamboo was quietly extended into the military tent, and then blew out wisps of white smoke, which drifted in the tent.

As time went by, more and more white smoke blew in. When Wu Guotao and Master Jikong discovered something was wrong, it was too late.

The faces of the two gradually turned extremely red, their eyes were blurred, and their bodies became hot as if on fire. Their breathing became more and more rapid, and soon their mouths became dry.

Because the atmosphere was right before and now there were these abnormalities on both sides, Wu Guotao suddenly lost his mind and walked towards Master Jikong involuntarily, gently holding her little hand on the bed.

Master Jikong's body trembled, and she clenched her small hands tightly, obviously trying her best to restrain herself, but she did not shake off Wu Guotao's big palm.

The atmosphere in the military tent became more awkward. As time passed, the white smoke became more and more, and Wu Guotao's body got closer and closer to Master Jikong.

The breathing of both of them became heavier and heavier. Wu Guotao's eyes turned red. Suddenly, he could no longer bear it and hugged Master Jikong.

Outside the military tent, Xiao Guazi heard the noise inside, so he slowly put away the bamboo stick, smiled at Xiang Yun who was standing beside him and said, "Your Majesty, it's settled. This time, the dosage of Qiying Cartilage Powder has been doubled. Even if Wu Zhongjun is able to resist, he can't bear it!"

Xiang Yun looked inside the military tent and saw that the two were hugging each other. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, go back and rest. This kid Wu Guotao is lucky!"

The next morning, Xiang Yun yawned and got up. He and Lingzhi had been arguing all night and they played until very late. If he hadn't had important things to do this morning, he wouldn't have wanted to get up.

At this time, Xiao Guazi came in with breakfast and winked at Xiang Yun. Xiang Yun understood and patted Lingzhi's head who was still sleeping beside him and said loudly: "Little cat, get up and eat!"

Lingzhi fell asleep while playing last night, and she didn't know what time it was. Now she just felt very sleepy, so she rubbed her eyes and said drowsily, "But what should I do if I still want to sleep?"

"No, your master said last night that we will leave this morning. If you don't have breakfast now, you will be too late later and you will have to travel on an empty stomach!" Xiang Yun said with a casual smile.

Lingzhi immediately perked up after hearing this, jumped up, came to the sumptuous breakfast, smelled it, and said with a satisfied smile: "It smells so good!"

"Being an emperor is so comfortable. I have breakfast as soon as I get up. It's not like when I was in the mountains before. I had to do morning lessons first and then make my own breakfast. The only thing is that there were only coarse grain buns, which tasted terrible."

This morning, he had mushroom and lean meat porridge with boiled eggs. Lingzhi complained while drinking the porridge. He had long forgotten that he was a monk and was not allowed to eat meat, yet he was drinking meat porridge.

It was only because Xiang Yun used a perverse saying, "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but Buddha remains in the heart," that changed her mind.

She always felt that this sentence made a lot of sense and was a profound Mahayana Buddhist teaching. In fact, after Xiang Yun forced a piece of fat and tender spicy pork elbow into her mouth, the spicy, plump and silky taste made her deceive herself into thinking this way.