Chapter 39: The little monk is so smart and cute, so naturally it was you who molested him
On the sixth floor of Baixiang Pavilion, the originally empty hall became extremely lively at this moment.
Talk and laugh with ru, no contacts STOMATOLOGY.
The people who can get here are either rich or noble, and almost represent the most prominent figures in Baixiang Town and even several nearby towns.
The Huang family of my father-in-law, the policemen of Liumen, the magistrate of the government, the Wang family of the scholarly family, the Yuanyang sect of the Taoist sect, the Fahua Temple of the Buddhist sect, the president of the Changfeng Chamber of Commerce, and various unknown businessmen,
Come together.
They either went there in person, or sent stewards and deacons to come here for a Fulong Pill.
It is now the fourth quarter (two o'clock in the afternoon). After the morning notice, the big shots in Baixiang Town have become interested in [Fulong Pill] even if they cannot use it themselves. They have sent housekeepers, deacons, and cronies here.
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This is not only to give Miss Yuan Qin face, but also to see if there is any chance of missing something.
There is nothing special about Fulong Dan. It is also a relatively low-grade type among elixirs. If elixirs are divided into nine grades, it would probably be around eight grades.
Taking it has a probability of obtaining the Qi characteristic of [Toughness], which is a more popular but also practical variety.
It has a very good defensive effect on resisting [Concussion], [Crush] and other types of Qi properties. At the same time, the owner's Qi will be thicker and more Qi can be stored.
But for warriors, wearing a piece of armor or gloves that can protect internal energy can also have the same defensive effect, and the price is much cheaper. A piece of armor that can offset the effects of concussion and other infuriating energy normally costs 3,000 taels.
The amount of money can be passed down from generation to generation. When the family is in decline, it can be exchanged for money. It is not much more cost-effective than gambling on an opportunity.
Pills are very precious, but they are not the only way for warriors to improve their strength. In addition, the price of elixirs has skyrocketed in recent years. Small and medium-sized families and sects cannot afford it, so they have chosen other ways to become stronger.
Therefore, being interested does not mean that you are determined to win. It is the thought in the minds of most of the noble people present.
Baixiang Pavilion provided sumptuous food, fruits, and drinks to the distinguished guests. Some big shots picked up their wine glasses to pay tribute to each other, and walked aside to chat.
This is a very European-style exchange meeting.
It seems that everyone regards this gathering as a place for information exchange.
The rank and status of the powerful people in Baixiang Pavilion were also revealed.
The father-in-law only sent the housekeeper Fu Lao. Chu Qianqiu had met once in the Huang family's dungeon. He had the largest number of people around him, which was enough to show the Huang family's power in Baixiang Town. Even the six doors could only be used in disguise.
In the name of Wu Tang, he was caught off guard.
Next was a middle-aged Confucian scholar. He entertained every distinguished guest very politely. Even the magistrate wearing an official hat came up to him respectfully and said hello.
He must be Wang Rong, the head of the famous Wang family in Baixiang Town.
Judging from his majestic appearance, grand demeanor, and elegant demeanor, he looks like a scholar who has read poetry and books. If he hadn't listened to the information investigated by Qing Fen and Wang Baichuan's personal admission, Chu Qianqiu would not have been able to tell that this man
Hongru was actually such a well-dressed beast who liked to play with the mothers and daughters of his tenants. He took pleasure in this and gave birth to the largest number of illegitimate children.
However, Chu Qianqiu also asked the bald instructor, and then he realized that he still didn't know much about the world.
"I have heard about the preferences of the head of the Wang family, but that is his family's private matter."
"Most of his tenants signed a deed of sale and became serfs. Even if they were killed, the national law would not be able to control them, let alone such a trivial matter."
"The head of the Wang family is enthusiastic about the affairs of the state capital. Whenever there are floods, locust plagues, or droughts, he is actively engaged in rescue work, providing money and food, and attaches great importance to rural evaluation."
"Many children from poor families were able to gain fame through his financial support. When some down-and-out warriors came to the surface, he would also send people to help them solve their problems."
"Comparatively speaking, he is indeed a good person with noble character." The bald instructor said.
Instructor, do you have any misunderstanding about noble character?
Chu Qianqiu was dumbfounded when he heard that. Now that he saw his appearance and his high popularity, he realized that the nobles really didn't care about Wang Rong's private life. After all, he was just playing as a tenant and it was his own private matter. Outsiders usually didn't care.
I will ask.
As for why he was so harsh on his illegitimate child, this is not something Chu Qianqiu can figure out now.
I saw Wang Rong greeting some wealthy businessmen again and again, and casting the corner of his eyes on a bald donkey opposite. The bald donkey looked like a solemn Dharma figure, and he was the kind of person who could be easily recognized as an eminent monk at a glance.
If the guess is correct, he should be Master Juemi, Chu Baihu's friend for many years and the abbot of Fahua Temple.
Master Juemi has a handsome face and does not look middle-aged at all. When he walks on the street, he attracts countless women to stop and look at him. He smiles and talks eloquently, which makes some wealthy businessmen burst into tears of gratitude and wish they could go to Fahua Temple on the spot.
Light the Buddhist incense worth one thousand taels.
But what worries Chu Qianqiu the most is the young monk hiding behind Master Juemi. He may be a direct descendant of Fahua Temple. He hides behind Master Juemi and occasionally pokes his head out. He seems to be very uncomfortable with social interactions.
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But what worried Chu Qianqiu was that this little monk was so beautiful that he was almost coquettish.
Is there anyone as handsome as me in this world?
If you put it in the entertainment industry in the previous life, and use one sentence to describe it, just with this appearance, it would be worth 1 billion.
But why did the wealthy businessmen turn a blind eye to such a handsome young monk?
Chu Qianqiu shook his head, not planning to have too much contact with Fahua Temple, and continued to look at the others.
That means there is a policeman in green who appears in the six doors. There is no one around him. It seems that the people in Baixiang Town are very afraid of these mad dogs.
There was only one young Taoist priest in the Yuanyang Sect, who seemed to be neither a real person from Guyang nor a Taoist from Qianyang. He was quietly drinking wine on the side. Chu Qianqiu thought about it and prepared to step forward to have a private chat with him.
Try out the tone of Yuanyang Sect.
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"Why did big brother stare at me just now?"
"Obviously the host said that people below the innate level will ignore me."
Just when Chu Qianqiu took the first step, a curious voice came from behind him. The voice was clear but creepy.
Chu Qianqiu was just about to turn his head, but saw that the beautiful little monk had appeared in front of him, looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze.
"I'm not innate, and I haven't practiced eye skills. Could it be that my elder brother is gifted?" The little monk's voice was soft, but it sounded creepy.
"Kid, it's time for you to find your parents."
Chu Qianqiu's heart rang with alarm bells. There was an evil aura about this little monk, and he tried his best not to provoke him if he could.
"My eldest brother is also a direct descendant of the sect. He has a medicinal aroma all over his body. He must have used a lot of Yijin Pills and Marrow Cleansing Pills."
"Would you like to play with me?"
"The people here are either too weak, too strong, or too old."
"I heard that Wang Yuan from the Wang family was pretty good, but I didn't see him."
"The young monk is a little lonely."
The little monk sniffed his nose and said happily.
"Go and play with the children when you're lonely, be good." Chu Qianqiu doesn't want to cause trouble. This little monk has such physical skills and eyesight. He can even tell that he has used a lot of Yijin Pills and Marrow Cleansing Pills. He must be from Fahua Temple.
The direct descendant is gone.
Although he is now the strongest apprentice in the martial arts hall, compared to the direct descendant of the sect, even the direct descendant of Fahua Temple, there is still some distance. After all, he has only practiced for more than a month.
Chu Qianqiu was not afraid of trouble, but he also didn't want to cause trouble. This little monk had no enmity with him, so there was no need for a fight.
bump!
The little monk chuckled. Although he was a head shorter than Chu Qianqiu, he was extremely fierce and punched him directly.
"Young monk, getting angry at such a young age is not the behavior of a disciple of Buddhism."
Chu Qianqiu squeezed the opponent's fist and said coldly.
He has had dozens of sparring sessions with the bald instructor. Although he is rich in experience, he is not a rookie either.
This kind of blatant sneak attack is naturally ineffective against him.
"Big brother is indeed very good. What he did just now is a bit like the great tombstone thrower of Maha Temple."
"It's a pity that it doesn't have the condensed property yet."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young monk's fist condensed with golden light and flicked away Chu Qianqiu's hand.
"Golden Bell?" Chu Qianqiu said with a frown. He didn't guess that the "Indestructible Magic Skill" was because those with this skill were the seeds cultivated by Buddhism, and it was unlikely to come to Baixiang Town.
"Guaranteed replacement if fake."
"Big Brother's strength is very strong. It is much stronger than the ordinary Qi Gathering Dacheng. It hurts the little monk's hand." The little monk smiled and raised his red and swollen little hand and blew on it.
It suddenly returned to its original state.
This little monk is indeed a direct descendant of Buddhism, and he has only one kind of Qi characteristic. No wonder he deserves a beating.
"Little monk, since you are a disciple of Buddhism, you should have heard the last sentence of the Ahimsa gatha said by Yangkumuluo, I will not harm others." (Note 1)
"Today you used martial arts and delusional thoughts on an innocent person. Aren't you afraid of falling into the devil's path in the future?"
Chu Qianqiu didn't want to be violent with this young monk. Not to mention the relationship between his parents, this young monk had such martial arts at such a young age, so he obviously had a background.
When it comes to people with backgrounds, we are naturally gentlemen who use our words but not our hands.
"Amitabha, big brother is so interesting."
"The young monk only learns martial arts and doesn't like to recite Buddha's name."
"If the elder brother refuses to fight with the young monk, the young monk will call someone and say that the elder brother took off his pants to the young monk." The young monk smiled and said terrible words.
"The little monk is so smart and cute, everyone will believe that it was the elder brother who wanted to molest the little monk."
"There's still an hour left before the auction, so big brother should become a junior monk."
Damn, this is the first time I've seen a guy like this come looking for a beating.
This little monk is so shameless, he might really shout out, which will cause a lot of trouble, which is completely inconsistent with his desire to keep a low profile.