The conflict with the Holy See has come to an end. Xiang Que doesn't know whether the other party will settle accounts again in the future, but at least for now the two sides have shaken hands and made peace. The trouble with the Holy See has been put aside. But he has not forgotten the source of this conflict, but from
The thread in the Confucius Mansion.
Xiang Que had a sullen face, and seemed to be gritting his teeth as he said: "If it weren't for the collusion between the man named Prince Yan and the Breano family, who hid the person in the Vatican through Archbishop Robert, His Majesty the Pope, I ask you, would I
Will you take the initiative to provoke your Holy See? Unless I am too idle, I will come to the Vatican from China to fight with the Holy See. Now what do you think? Your Holy See has suffered heavy losses.
Again, we are also working hard. If you hadn't stopped in time, maybe we would have lost two lives. In fact, just like you said, none of us is the winner. On the contrary, the person who sits on the mountain and watches the fight between tigers wins.
He didn't even lose a hair for his profit, but he watched a good show. I guess he left a few days ago? His Majesty the Pope, do you think this matter can be let go?
"
Qi Changqing raised his head, sighed faintly, and then stabbed him again: "It's me, I definitely can't swallow this breath."
Wang Daoling snorted and said: "It's obvious that I was taken advantage of and used as a sword. It's so frustrating."
Augula licked the dried blood at the corner of his mouth and continued: "I also have to find an explanation for the blood I shed."
The intention of the three people's instigation is very obvious, they just want to make the Pope's face embarrassing!
The Pope suddenly smiled, narrowed his eyes and said, "You are also thinking of killing people with a borrowed knife, right? You want to use the power of the Holy See to target them."
Xiang Que nodded without any secrets and said: "That's indeed what I meant... I will definitely not let them go, but I believe the Pope will not be willing to swallow this breath. The main culprit is
If you let him off so easily, the blood of the Archbishop and the Knights will be shed in vain.
Yes, although there is Robert's calculation in this, in the final analysis, it is King Yan who set fire to your Vatican. Without him, you and I would not have a conflict at this time, right? The Braiano family has already paid a heavy price for this.
, but the real murderer is still at large."
"Then as you wish." The Vatican Pope nodded and said: "I will issue the Pope's decree later and will list Confucius from China as the most unpopular person in the Catholic Church. The Lord will not
Allowing us to interact with such despicable and dirty creatures"
Xiang Que bared his teeth and smiled: "God is still very sensible."
At dawn, the Vatican City, which was in a mess, returned to calm. The war stopped and the Pope dealt with the aftermath.
Xiang Que and the others walked out of the Vatican and were about to return to the hotel. As soon as they came out, a faint sound of panic floated into Xiang Que's ears from the corner.
"Xiang, Xiang Que, you, you are not a pork seller, are you?" Liancheng and Xie Xiaoyong held hands and walked out of the corner in a panic.
Xiang Que was speechless and asked with twitching lips: "No, why are you two still here?"
"When we were leaving, we saw you standing on the wall, as if you were going to fight on the top of the Forbidden City. We were very curious, so we stayed to take a look." Although Liancheng and Xie Xiaoyong were not as powerful as the Vatican, the commotion inside was so loud.
, all kinds of weird things happened one after another, and both of them were frightened and confused.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh" Xiang Que blinked and said nonsensically: "I'm really not a pork seller...Actually, we are on the crew, making a movie? Do you understand?"
"That's nonsense." The two girls shook their heads repeatedly.
Qi Changqing pointed at Xiang Que with a look of hatred and said: "Just do it, you can't clean your own shit, you still mess around with women, and you can't get involved with others when you go out to fight. I'm surprised.
What are you thinking about every day? Is your nickname Xiang Que and your surname Ximen?"
Xiang Que said weakly: "I didn't, it's unfair."
"Go ahead and explain it to others, let's go." Qi Changqing glared at him bitterly and left.
Wang Daoling patted his shoulder, shook his head and said: "The child is not big, but he is very arrogant..."
Xiang Que's face turned red and he stretched his neck and said, "I learned this from Fatty Wang."
Wu Qiao smiled and said: "You really should live in seclusion with me in Zhongnan Mountain. You are just a nuisance outside, haha."
Xiang Que was so confused by Mi Tai that he couldn't explain it clearly.
"You two, don't think blindly. We are really filming. International blockbusters are very hard to invest in. You will be able to see it in half a year. The movie is called Legend of Gujingguan."
Liancheng tilted his head and asked with confusion: "Then why did those strange things in the Vatican just look so real?"
"Special effects," Xiang Que said seriously.
"Aren't special effects all post-produced by computers? How can they be done on location?"
Xiang Que pursed his lips and said: "Hollywood technology is quite amazing. At first glance, you don't understand the film production process very well. Forget it, I don't have time to explain to you now. The crew is very busy. Goodbye."
Just as Xiang Que was about to run away, Xie Xiaoyong grabbed him and said, "You are lying."
Xiang Que was about to cry. He said speechlessly: "It's true. Don't think too much about it. Let's go. Let's go. See you later."
Xiang Que quickly struggled away, and Xie Xiaoyong said reluctantly: "Leave us a phone number, and we will contact you when you return to China."
"If you keep the phone number, then let it go, right?"
"Well, it's just a puppy to lie to people."
One day later, the plane left by the Chen family at the airport returned with several people, while Wang Kunlun and Augusta left Italy through another channel.
On the plane, Xiang Que, Wang Daoling, Qi Changqing and Wu Qiao were leaning on the lounge chairs comfortably. A somewhat traumatic battle left all four of them a little tired. It was their first time with a practitioner from outside China.
The fight opened their eyes a little. China's Feng Shui Yin and Yang world cultivation techniques are extensive and profound, but the power of Catholicism should not be underestimated. If it weren't for Qi Changqing and Xiang Que opening the door to hell at the last moment, Michael would be killed.
The angel was sent to hell and then consumed to death. Without this factor, the outcome would still be uncertain.
"You really can't sit in a well and look at the sky. It's better to go out and see the world. You can save yourself from thinking that you are invincible if you don't meet any opponents in your own world. Only when you go out and take a look do you know what it means that there are people outside the world and there is a sky outside. Reading thousands of books
Why not travel thousands of miles and visit the Vatican to realize that there are still many opponents in this world?" Wang Daoling said with a little sigh.
Qi Changqing turned to Xiang Que and said, "You can put the matter of the Kong family aside for now. If they don't take the initiative to provoke you again, don't think about them anymore."
Xiang Que's stubborn temper rose again: "I haven't picked up the knife for a long time. They all thought I was keeping a low profile to the end."
Qi Changqing frowned and said: "Don't focus on these bullshit things now. You have to understand that there is still one year left and your deadline is almost here. It is a difficult hurdle to get over. Once you get over it,
From now on, it’s like a carp leaping over the dragon’s gate. If you can’t get past it, everything you argue about now will be empty talk. Please prioritize things.”
Xiang Que gritted his teeth and said, "Are you just going to tolerate it like this?"
Qi Changqing glanced at him lightly and said: "I can't bear it, what else can you do? Do you think that after the death of a chief deacon of the Confucius family, and you have deposed two disciples of the Confucius family, they are so miserable? It has been more than two thousand years.
What the historical Kong family has revealed in China is not even the tip of the iceberg. They transferred almost 90% of their strength to outsiders many years ago. The Kong family in Qufu is just an empty frame. They are
It is used for ancestor worship every year. Some old people from the Kong family who are reluctant to leave their hometown stay in Qufu. A bunch of old and weak soldiers are nothing to care about, but the Kong family in Taiwan and the United States are like giant crocodiles, flicking their tails.
I'm afraid you can't even handle it, not to mention that after the success of Lao Dao He Dao, it is no longer possible to meddle in these mundane affairs. Without such a big backer, our strength has been greatly reduced. Uncle Master is wandering around again.
The Quanzhen Sect is looking for Wang Chongyang's relics, but we can't even find his people. You said, just you and me, Daoling, Wuqiao and the people you know, how can we fight against the thousand-year-old Confucius Mansion? Just be a coward.
You have to be confused, the first thing is that you have to deal with your own affairs first, and wait until more than a year to talk about everything."
Xiang Que rubbed his tired face and said: "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind is not stopping. I'm really afraid that if I choose to give in, they will bite me in the face. After the deacon of the Kong family died last time, I didn't take the initiative to provoke him.
They, but look, they bothered to come to my door. They took the initiative to plot against me. Senior brother, I really have no intention of going against them. After all, I haven’t lost much in the fight so far. People in the Kong family died, but they don’t
Give up, what should we do?”
Qi Changqing frowned and felt a little worried. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly turned to look at Wang Daoling and said, "Yes, if this continues, there will definitely be trouble. It's not a problem to be on guard against them all the time."
Wang Daoling asked inexplicably: "No, you brothers and sisters are studying the problem, what do you think I am doing?"
"Hey, he's the king's father." Qi Changqing tilted his body and patted Wang Daoling's leg and said, "You seem to be very free recently, don't you?"
"No, I have a lot of things to do. I'm really, really busy, and I don't have much time to do." Wang Daoling shook his head quickly and dismissed Qi Changqing's words.
Qi Changqing bared his teeth and said with a smile: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't know you yet. If you are really busy, I won't even be able to catch you. I guess you are fine. So, give it to us."
Can you help me?"
"No help, it's very busy," Wang Daoling said decisively.
Xiang Que reacted very quickly and stood up, stood in front of him and said: "Dad Wang, I'm going to give you a blow. Just watch to see if my head makes a splash when it hits the ground. Click back, be careful of blood splashing on you..."