Wang Daoling quietly returned to the mainland from Taiwan and greeted Xiang Que with his crotch between his legs.
"Father Wang, don't say anything anymore. Zhuge, the reincarnation of Zhuge. With all your calculations, everyone in the Kong family fell down. I guess within a year and a half, they won't have any thoughts about me. They have already
No time to be distracted.”
Wang Daoling squinted his eyes and said: "If I didn't need snacks, I might have been an undercover agent in the Confucius Mansion for half a year and me for a year. Isn't it too cheap for me, a fairy-level figure like Xianyun Yehe, to do these mundane things for you? That's it.
Sorry, I had no choice but to put in some snacks and put in more effort. With a little scheming, they were able to catch them in threes and twos, and I finally retired. Who the hell has time to waste there?"
"Like a son, like a father. You two have absolutely the same IQ. From this point of view, Fatty Wang is indeed your biological son," Xiang Que said with a serious nod.
"I really can't speak human language." Wang Daoling glared and said: "In a few days, there will be no suspense about Min Nan ascending to the position of the head of the family. I have a lot of evidence against him in my hand. It's like it's on his head."
There is a sword hanging. After he becomes the head of the family, if you want to use the Kong family, you can say hello to him at any time."
Xiang Que thought for a moment, shook his head and said: "Forget it, as long as the Kong family doesn't actively provoke me and I'm too lazy to talk to them, let him take the position of the head of the family firmly. Don't worry all day long.
Not being able to sleep well is such a shame."
Don't think Xiang Que is stingy and has a retributive temperament, but he really can't do anything too embarrassing. This time, he has achieved his goal by tricking the Kong family. Unless the Kong family takes the initiative to provoke him again, Xiang Que will
I really don’t have the time to tease them, so naturally I don’t have the time to blackmail Min Nan. What Wang Daoling said before is right. What can we get from you? Do I want money or power? What do you care about?
, nothing interests us!
This is really not bragging. What Xiang Que just wants is to get through the hurdle of Xishan Laofeng safely and then live peacefully. As for fame, wealth and money, he can have them anytime he wants. It depends on whether he is willing to take them.
"This is the fate between us. It's too late to shake hands when we say goodbye." Wang Daoling waved his hand coolly, preparing to be his Xianyun Yehe.
"Thank you Ang," Xiang Que said, stretching his neck.
"Remember, don't bother me if this happens again..."
Xiang Que continued: "Hey, Dad Wang, there seems to be something that I haven't had time to tell you yet. Just take a few steps and I'll share it with you."
Wang Daoling's heart suddenly trembled, and he had a vague ominous thought. His head shook like a rattle: "Don't listen, don't listen."
"Do you know about Fatty Wang's marriage?" Xiang Que smiled slyly.
Wang Daoling grinned, rubbed his hands and said: "It's time to have a grandson. I was hanging around outside for a while, and when my daughter-in-law was about to give birth, I rushed back immediately. After living for more than twenty years, this bastard finally did something that made him happy.
What makes me happy”
"Ahem!" Xiang Que coughed dryly and said with a guilty conscience: "What, Father Wang, uh... I have something good that I haven't shared with you yet."
Wang Daoling was a little shocked when he heard what he said. This grandson would never spit out ivory from his mouth. The more he said it was a good thing, the more difficult it would be for him to accept. That's right. This is the law of Gujingguan. All masters and disciples like them
If a few people get it, they will definitely not get better!
"Some time ago, the fat man got married. I went there and prepared a generous gift for the child. Did you know that our Gujing Temple has a soul lamp? After the old Taoist left, his lamp stayed and I gave it to the Wang family."
Wang Daoling slapped his head and sighed: "It's over, it's over."
Xiang Que said with his teeth: "The old Taoist has left, and my uncle has also left. In a few years, the senior brother will definitely join the Tao. The inheritance of Gujing Temple cannot be cut off in my hands. I thought about it and I have to recruit a more reliable disciple."
Okay, this candidate must be none other than Fatty Wang’s son.
These are all our own people. How can I blame others for good deeds? I didn’t say that the next generation successor of Gujing Temple will be your little grandson. Don’t worry, Dad, I will definitely teach him carefully. From now on, Feng Shui will be inevitable in the Yin and Yang world.
A man of great influence will appear again.”
Wang Daoling's eyes were red and he said: "You Gujing Guan have cheated us and my father, and you want to continue cheating even the third generation of my family, right? No, you Gujing Guan just rely on us, I guess, you
Becoming a sworn brother to Wang Xuanzhen doesn’t count, but you still have to accept a disciple? He’s still a child...can you bear it?"
Xiang Que immediately ran away. He was really afraid that Wang Daoling would snap him up in a hurry. Anyway, Wang Chaotian and Wang Pan had already agreed to this matter. It was useless to let Wang Daoling chatter there. This apprentice was the one who accepted him.
It’s settled.
Suddenly, Xiang Que felt as if he had become a winner in life. He asked Cao Qingdao to call him father-in-law, and Fatty Wang's son to call him master. It was beautiful to think about it. If Wang Kunlun has a child in the future, he will think about it again.
, his brothers have caused him complete harm.
Chaos is about to break out in the Kong Mansion, and Min Nan's ascent to the summit gives Xiang Que a temporary free period. He no longer has to worry about any enemies stumbling behind his back. Such a rare quiet period allows him to calm down and face the situation carefully.
The calamity of the old grave in Xishan.
In the early spring of March, Xiangque went alone to the White Horse Temple in Luoyang. This temple, founded in the 11th year of Yongping in the Eastern Han Dynasty, has the title of the 1000th ancient temple in China and is the "ancestral court" and "source of Buddhism" in China.
, with a history of more than 1,900 years, it has indeed become the first sect of Buddhism.
Since he learned that he wanted to practice Buddhism and Taoism while listening to Dao Tianyin, Xiang Que felt that he needed to visit the major temples in the famous mountains and rivers to experience Buddhism and Taoism firsthand. It is natural that Taoism itself is a disciple of Taoism.
There is no need to think about it anymore, but he has not had much contact with Buddhism and Taoism.
On this day, the White Horse Temple was neither the first nor the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, so there were fewer pilgrims burning incense. When Xiang Que came to the White Horse Temple near evening, the temple seemed a little empty, with only the monks and novice monks of the temple inside.
When he arrived at the Main Hall of White Horse Temple, Xiang Que took three sticks of incense and bowed respectfully. After worshiping, he came out of the Main Hall and walked toward the backyard of the temple.
Although this thousand-year-old temple has become a little more commercial in recent years and has a lot of tourists, you can still feel the strong atmosphere of Buddhism and Taoism when walking in the White Horse Temple. The whole temple is filled with the faint scent of sandalwood.
All the monks walked slowly, wore cassocks, clasped their hands and lowered their heads slightly when they saw others.
In the backyard of the temple is the Qiyun Pagoda, also called the Sakyamuni Relic Pagoda.
It is said that in the seventh year of Yongping in the Eastern Han Dynasty, Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty Liu Zhuang, also Liu Xiu's son, dreamed of a six-foot-tall golden man with a shining head coming from the west and flying around the palace. The next day, Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty dreamed about this
Tell the ministers that the ministers at that time who understood the historical origins of Buddhism said that there was a god in the west called Buddha, so Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty was overjoyed and sent people to the west to seek Buddha.
In the 10th year of Yongping Dynasty, Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty went to the West to seek scriptures. He brought two eminent Indian monks, one named Shemo Teng and the other named Zhu Falan. These two eminent Indian Buddhist monks brought Buddhist scriptures and the relics of Sakyamuni.
It was placed in the Sutra Pavilion, and the relics were enshrined in the Sakyamuni Relic Pagoda.
In the first few hundred years when Buddhism took root in China and developed, its process was closely related to the White Horse Temple. In terms of history and importance, it was much more important than Xuanzang's pilgrimage to the West in the Tang Dynasty. Therefore, the White Horse Temple is also called Chinese Buddhism.
The place of ancestral home.
In front of the Sakyamuni Relic Pagoda, Xiang Que raised his head and looked at the pagoda where the legendary relic of Sakyamuni was hidden. Ordinary people might only feel the simplicity and vicissitudes of this pagoda, but Xiang Que did not
He put his hands together and bowed respectfully towards the pagoda, because he felt that he resonated very much with the pagoda.
When Xiang Que stood up after saluting, he suddenly saw an old monk with white hair and beard standing beside him. This old monk had no cultivation at all, but he had a very pure Buddhist spirit.
Power, when you stand next to him, you can feel yourself suddenly becoming calmer, as if a window has been opened in your heart and sunlight is shining in.
"Hello, Master." Xiang Que nodded towards the old monk.
This person is not a practicing person, but he is definitely an accomplished monk. He must have been in Buddhism for many years, and he has accumulated Buddhist power over time. Xiang Que did not look down upon him because he did not have any cultivation skills, but instead maintained enough
It is no exaggeration to say that this old monk will go to the underworld after death and be reincarnated in the next life. Either he will continue to be his enlightened monk, or he will become a big shot who can shake the world by stamping his feet.
This life is not in vain.
The old monk nodded towards Xiangfang and said slowly: "Did the donor come with a request?"
Xiang Que groaned and replied: "Master, how did you figure it out?"
The old monk did not reply to Xiang Que's question. Instead, he shook his head and said, "Donor, what do you want, can't you ask for it like this?"
Xiang Que frowned and asked in confusion: "You know what I'm asking for, so you just say I can't get it?"
"Huh?" After the old monk said that, he turned around and left without saying a word, leaving Xiang Que with an inexplicable look on his back.
Xiang Que was immediately confused.
He also remembered the old Taoist warning to him: "No matter what, don't deal with these Taoist monks. It's so tiring. It's like when a person farts, it should be smooth, but it stops midway.
I'm holding it back again, the demands on the sphincter are very strong... To put it simply, don't talk to the old monks, because they only speak half of what they say and don't understand. You never know what they will say or what they say.
The key thing is that you still can’t guess what you want to express.”
When it comes to Zen language, people in Gujing Temple are really not very good at it!
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