"Peng!"
As soon as the two finished speaking, they heard a gust of wind hitting the firewood door, and the lackey next door startled the bird's nest, setting off a series of birds and barking, Xu Gongming and Tian Zhongqing were both chilled by this movement, looking at each other and trembling, Xu Gongming gritted his teeth and said in a low voice:
"I made a mistake."
Tian Zhongqing was also slightly pale, reluctantly nodded calmly, exchanged a few pleasantries, but had no intention of talking, sent Xu Gongming out of the hospital in person, watched him drive away, then stomped his feet in annoyance and regretted:
"If you talk too much, you will have one more disaster out of thin air!"
Looking back at the house, Tian Zhongqing drank two large sips of tea in a row and said to himself:
"It should be safe and sound, and the master has not yet said much about punishing the crime."
The lackey next door barked in a low voice again, and Tian Zhongqing was disturbed by this sound, and said in a deep voice:
"Come on!"
"My Lord."
The servant in charge hurriedly came up, Tian Zhongqing waved his sleeves and said in a low voice:
"Take the dog and send it to a farther place to the household, and don't make it noisy anymore."
"Hey."
The servant quickly answered, and the subsequent barking of the dog gradually lowered and faded away, but Tian Zhongqing's heart was still boiling, pressing down on a heavy stone.
He sat back in front of the eucalyptus and estimated whether the noise was a coincidence or a guest of the master's house, Tian Zhongqing silently sipped the tea and thought to himself:
"If it is the host of the young family of Yuan Xiu, this is mostly a movement caused by the guests, but now the host is relaxed, it seems to be an unintentional coincidence."
After thinking about it, Tian Zhongqing finally complained on his mouth and secretly regretted it:
"I don't think it's easy to make mistakes when talking to friends, after all, it's inevitable... How can anyone be cautious every day for ten years?"
Mr. Xu repeatedly told him not to make friends with the surname Wang, not to talk too much with the surname Wang, but he unknowingly violated all the taboos, and infinite regret welled up in his heart.
"The old man has passed away, and no one will give me any more ideas."
Xu Gongming walked several miles, carefully recalling the old man's words before his death, looking for a flat place in the field, and watching the rain and dew drip down in a daze.
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Li Tongya looked at it for a while, took a few sips of wine at the bottom of the head, and a few people around him saw that he was silent, and Zhu Zifu looked at him from above, drank a few sips of spirit wine to strengthen his courage, and slowly began to talk about the world.
The atmosphere on the field was also lively, a group of monks toasted, laughing and laughing, lively and chaotic, the monks around them saw that Li Tongya had ignored them, and gradually let go of their courage and began to brag.
The white-haired monk on Li Tongya's left raised his glass and asked with a smile:
"Brother, who is from that county? What kind of immortal mountain spiritual vein is it practiced in?"
The monk on the other end clasped his hands and replied:
"Under the rule of the Yue Yue Sect in Yuebei County, I practiced in a small temple on the top of the mountain, where can I call it the spiritual vein of the immortal mountain, but it's just a small hill."
"Fellow Taoist humble."
The white-haired old monk smiled, quite envious, and sighed:
"I am a few years old, I know a lot about the affairs of the Yue Kingdom, this Yue Guo is the most proud under the rule of the Yue Immortal Sect, the Taoist friends are really blessed, presumably they are living the life of a fairy in the clouds and wild cranes."
"Hey!"
The young monk smiled bitterly, shook his head repeatedly, took a sip of wine, and said in a low voice:
"Where can there be a fairy life! Not to mention that Yuebei County is close to Xu Guo, and Buddhist people appear from time to time, taking people north, how can it be as easy as saying...... Mortals don't always envy monks who come and go, thinking that becoming an immortal is unscrupulous, but you and I know what it's like to be in it!"
The white-haired old monk smiled and nodded approvingly, but he also had a different opinion, and then spoke:
"But you take it lightly, your struggle under the rule of the Yue Sect is just a struggle for power and profit, and if you lose, you will roll up the Taoist system and get out of here. Turn your head and look at the rest of the sects."
He paused slightly, his voice was much quieter, and he whispered:
"I don't even talk about the Qingchi Immortal Sect, just look at the Golden Gate, how many family Taoist temples are destroyed every year?"
The young monk nodded lightly and replied:
"Don't talk about the State of Yue, isn't it the same with the State of Wu and the State of Xu? There are no Purple Mansion monks guarding it, but they are just playthings and utensils, and they are slaughtered at will.
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The white-haired old monk had a lot of experience, and he was deeply touched when he heard this, but this young monk also had a lot of experience, and Li Tongya nodded slightly, and after the two of them said this, they also felt that the current scene should not say more about this, and quickly changed the topic.
"You said that Yuebei County is often haunted by Buddhist people?"
The old monk changed the topic and said quite surprisingly:
"I also went to Xu State when I was young, and there are no Buddhist people in the northernmost part, why is it like this?"
"Harm!"
The young monk immediately sighed and said with some indignation:
"Xu Guo's spiritual veins are shallow, the national strength is weak, the territory is small, and there are no major famous mountains, only a few sects are guarded in Xu Zhen, how can they be defended? I listened to the master in the temple, I didn't see these people a hundred years ago, and it has only increased in the past fifty years."
The old monk was silent for a moment and replied:
"Those Purple Mansion Real People and Golden Pill Immortals...... Do you want to let it... Xu State fell like this?"
The young monk paused slightly and said in a low voice:
"There was a fight...... Buddhism also has great power, what pity, Maha, I heard that the birds and birds that beat the entire seven mountains have changed to vegetarianism, starving to death of a fierce bird and beast, and all kinds of rumors are terrifying."
The old monk sighed repeatedly, his face full of memories, and said in a low voice:
I once thought about taking refuge, but the master insisted on hitting me with a Zen staff, it was too painful, so I had to give up."
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked strange, wanting to laugh but embarrassed to make a sound, only the young monk laughed and replied:
"Senior, the present life I am cultivating and the next life he teaches and cultivation are in conflict.
The old monk didn't take it seriously, so all the monks laughed lowly, and the atmosphere became much more harmonious.
Li Tongya listened with relish, his family started too fast, the foundation was weak, and he didn't know much about these news, so he remained silent and listened carefully, only to feel that he opened his eyes, and saw the old monk say:
"There are many paths in the world, it is enough to cultivate the Purple Mansion Golden Pill, it doesn't hurt to cultivate the Maha Dharma Appearance, there are also curses and scriptures that have harmed the enemy, and the same furnace of the other mansion without a trace.
These words shook a thousand waves, and all the monks either approved or disdained, and spoke one after another.
"Fellow Taoist, this is wrong, if I lose my heart while cultivating, what does it mean if I am not me?"
"The same furnace in different houses is the way of demon cultivation, and this statement of the Taoist is too ......."
So they were disturbed one after another, which made Li Tongya frown slightly, losing his interest, so he had to drink alone, never thinking that a middle-aged man in animal skin would walk up in front of him, take a step forward, and said with a smile:
"Senior, you drink alone, but do you have any worries?"