Eight hundred and eighty-sixth chapters of the wonderful world
Half an hour later, Xiangque's head began to buzz and hurt, because the person on the other side had been circulating with him about the two issues of Sanqing and Yin Marriage, and his mouth was spitting and his eyes were flying.
He was trembling, his expression was a little excited and excited.
Xiang Que has learned his lesson. For such a person who is only stubborn, you must not communicate with him about debate, otherwise he will really tell you to death.
After another half an hour, Xiang Que suddenly reached out to stop him and said seriously: "You won, fellow Taoist."
"Ah?" The Taoist priest raised his head blankly and asked without much reaction: "What, what won?"
Xiang Que nodded solemnly and said, "You are right in the questions you mentioned. You won... Indeed, Yin marriage hurts the harmony of heaven. If the laws of heaven are not tolerated, is it a sin, can it be done?"
Xiang Quezhen was afraid that he would easily make him faint if he continued to talk about it. This state was like a chicken blood injection. What if he was excited and his head was congested and he was sucked?
"No, how could I win this?" The Taoist priest's eyes were confused. He never understood anything. The people in front of him didn't say much, but he was quoting scriptures and reasoning to him. In the end, he admitted defeat.
So, why?
"Why did I win?" The Taoist priest grabbed Xiang Que's arm with excitement and asked, "Where did the win come from?"
Xiang Que was about to cry: "Brother, I can't admit defeat."
"No, I'm a reasoning person." The Taoist priest shook his head seriously.
"Gudu" The Taoist priest's stomach suddenly changed a little at this time. He blushed and looked down at him, Xiang Que looked at his waxy face and asked, "Are you not hungry?"
"Well, until now, I haven't eaten much," the Taoist priest said in a low voice.
He said to him in a disadvantage: "You had some physical strength just now, but you kept talking to me for an hour. How can you not be hungry if you lose all your physical strength? You should stay there honestly for a while.
As for, right? Why do you think it's necessary?"
The Taoist priest stretched his neck and said, "This is the principle."
Xiang Que waved his hand impatiently and said, "What principle should I have to starve to death..." The flight attendant brought two lunch boxes."
At this time, when the meal was delivered, he was pushing the cart to come here, took out the money and handed it over to Que, then tilted his head and asked, "Your principles can starve you to death. Do you think the principles are useful?"
The Taoist priest looked at the lunch box with his eyes slanted and said, "One box may not be enough, are two boxes OK?"
"Oh, I'll go," Xiangque swallowed and said, "Okay, add another box."
The food was placed on the tables of the two. Xiang Que slowly ate the Taoist priest opposite him and frowned. Xiang Que said, "Can you be slower? Don't choke you?"
"Ah, yes, let's continue talking about the question just now when I finish eating."
"No......" Xiangque was anxious and stretched his neck and said, "I'll give you food to feed you and have the strength to continue to harm me. You're talking to me for useless food. I'll just say
I've taken it back, and I won't be able to enter Nanjing until tomorrow night. Do you believe it or not, I won't care about you from now on?"
The Taoist priest raised his head, as if he was in a tangled mood. He paused for a while before nodding and said, "Okay."
After eating the lunch box, Xiangque was afraid that he would argue with him on the issue of continuing, so he had to change his mind and ask, "Where did you come from and where are you going?"
"Amitabha Buddha, I am from Qingyang Palace, with the name of Qingxuzi, and the layman's name is Zhao Jiahui. After going to Nanjing Tianhou Palace to preach morality, I began to walk in the world for three years."
Xiang Que narrowed his eyes and felt a little surprised. This stubborn Taoist priest actually came from Qingyang Palace. Qingyang Palace believed in the Three Pure Land, but the one who really worshiped was Lao Tzu, which is said to be Lao Tzu's true teachings.
Qingyang Palace has always been low-key and does not have any connection with Taoist gates such as Maoshan Longhushan Tianshi Sect. It is a unique Taoist school.
Xiang Que looked at him and asked speechlessly: "Walking in the world... What is the world? Do you know?"
Zhao Jiahui took out the wine gourd from his body and raised his head and took a sip, saying, "Jianghu is the place where I sit. The bowl of wine I drink, I am Jianghu wherever I am."
Xiang Que held it for a long time before saying, "We may be called socialism in the place you are talking about. The world has disappeared for a long time. Qingxuzi, can you tell me how long it took you to debut in Taoism?"
"The first time I went out to watch," Zhao Jiahui said lightly.
"Live well, the world is dangerous." Xiang Que leaned against the carriage, and Zunzun taught.
Qingxuzi seemed to have a nature, then raised his head and took a sip of wine, and then asked, "Fellow Taoist, I see that your Taoist qi is restrained and seems to have a profound cultivation level. I wonder where you come from?"
"Zhongnan Mountain"
"Quanzhen's son?"
"The Taoist temple behind Zhongnan Mountain is named without a surname, without a Taoist name, and a small Taoist temple with little people"
Qingxuzi nodded seriously and said, "The mountain is not high and there is an immortal. I believe that the Taoist fellow should be a person with mastery of morality and superb cultivation. I think he should be the hermit. I am lucky to be lucky."
Xiang Que rolled his eyes and said, "Can you sleep be okay? Aren't you tired?"
"Meeting is fate. Why don't you and I share the morals we understand with each other on this opportunity?"
"Bang" At this time, the train stopped by the station, Xiang Quemao climbed up, then held a cigarette in his mouth and said, "I'll go smoke a cigarette and get some air."
“Smoking is harmful to health”
"I'm really convinced..."
"Hu" Xiangque was sucking his eyes, and he felt very comfortable, and his ears finally became quiet.
A few minutes later, Xiang Que came back and found someone sitting by the bed. When the man saw Xiang Que coming, he nodded and raised his butt and said, "Hey, hello, I'll live in the middle shop. Can I rest here?
”
Xiang Que glanced at him and said no, then lay on the bed.
Some people can see something from the face of a person with a special appearance, even if you don’t know how to face each other, just like this, the man sitting by the bed, with his horoscope, beard and a chin.
A dark mole, a dark mole, a collapsed nose bridge, a concave and thin cheeks, and a combed head with a buttocks on his head, giving people the feeling that he looked like a traitor who had been born decades ago.
After the train drove, the man sat by the bed and took out a bag of roast chicken and peanuts from a snakeskin pocket and placed it on the table. After the small cart selling food was pushed, he asked, "Crewman,
Come and have a bottle of white wine”
"Thirty-eight" A bloated flight attendant slowly took out a bottle of wine from the frame and handed it over.
"Swish" The traitor suddenly felt stunned when he handed the ten dollars in his hand. He held the money in his palm and raised his head and said, "I only drink wine for 1982 years, is there any?"
The chubby flight attendant glanced at him and shook his head.
The traitor blinked and frowned and asked, "Is there any beer in 1982?"
"No," the flight attendant was a little confused.
The traitor said a little unhappy: "Then what are you from 1982?"
The flight attendant suddenly became anxious, his fat body squeezed over and said, "I'm from 1982, why don't you?"
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