Chapter 922 To punish the hero of this dynasty for the spirit turtle of the previous dynasty? (Seeking
Chapter 922: To punish the heroes of this dynasty for the previous dynasty? (Please subscribe and vote)
Thinking of this, the abbot of Xingshan Temple couldn't help but gnashed his teeth and secretly cursed the notorious old Cheng family.
As soon as he muttered softly, the director of Xingshan Temple quickly turned around and looked around cautiously. Well, such complaints must not be heard by outsiders.
He, a foreigner with old arms and legs, could not withstand the revenge of those fat and muscular Cheng family members.
Fortunately, at that time, when I was facing the vicious Cheng family and dared not speak out in anger, I was fortunately blessed by the Buddha.
Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he thought of a clever way to divert trouble to the east. He endured the humiliation and put forward some immature suggestions to the housekeeper of the old Cheng family...
The turtle that made Xuan Du Guan more famous than his own Daxingshan Temple, which had been personally mentioned by Emperor Wen of the previous Sui Dynasty, also fell into the hands of the Cheng family.
It's a pity that I didn't expect Xuandu Temple to be as timid and timid as my own Xingshan Temple.
Even though the tortoise was taken away by the Cheng family, he still dared to get angry but did not dare to speak. This really made the director of Xingshan Temple deeply disappointed.
After the leader sighed, he ordered the disciples on the side to continue covering the turtle hole.
"Have you sent someone to look for it?" the host asked in a low voice as he walked forward slowly.
"Master, don't worry, the third junior brother, the fifth junior brother, and the seventh junior brother have all left Chang'an and went to look for it personally."
"As long as I can meet someone who is exactly the same as a spirit turtle, I will bring him back..."
The host nodded slightly, thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said harshly.
"Let them find a few more and bring them back. If they are lost again, there will be replacements."
"Okay Master, this disciple will send someone to inform the three junior brothers."
The host secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a moment, glanced at the two disciples in front of him majestically and gave instructions.
"Remember, never spread it out."
"Yes..." The two close disciples nodded respectfully and replied.
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The master of Xuandu Temple lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, facing the three pillars of fragrance in front of him, seemingly sleeping but not sleeping.
After watching for a long time, I heard footsteps coming from behind me. I turned my head and saw the disciple walking into the quiet room.
"I've met Master."
The disciple who was covered in dust said with a bitter look on his face.
"The disciples searched around Chang'an and couldn't find any spirit turtles of similar size.
Your Majesty, in a few days, maybe he will accompany his wife to look at the lotus leaves..."
The leader of Xuandu Temple couldn't help but let out a long sigh when he saw the sad face of the first disciple.
"It doesn't matter if it comes. Just say that the turtle is hibernating in the pond and is not easy to see."
"Your Majesty and your concubine came here to see the lotus leaves, not to see the turtle."
"Now that the weather is getting colder and colder, this reason should be justified."
"Master, should we report it directly to His Majesty..." the first disciple muttered angrily.
"Disciple, that is the turtle of the previous emperor. Do you think His Majesty will punish the meritorious officials of this dynasty just because of a turtle that the previous emperor liked?"
"What's more, the old Cheng family is notorious for causing a lot of trouble.
The most His Majesty can do is give him a few words of reprimand and a fine of one and a half years' salary."
"At that time, those Cheng family members who have grudges in their hearts and come to Xuandu Temple every now and then to cause trouble, will our place still be a peaceful place?"
Thinking of those ferocious and fat Cheng family members, they jumped up and down in Xuandu Temple.
Moreover, the notorious General Cheng and his son walked towards the gate of Xuandu Temple again...
The sweat on the face of the first disciple instantly fell down, and he quickly bowed respectfully to his wise and wise master.
"This disciple made a mistake. If it hadn't been for Master's warning, we would have almost caused a big disaster for our Xuandu Monastery."
"As long as you can figure this out, let's go down first..."
The master of Xuandu Temple let out a deep sigh, lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, and continued to wander into the sky.
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Xue Wanche slowly opened his eyes, but then he saw a picture very close at hand.
Although he is no longer young, he still has a charming and smiling face that feels like facing a man-eating beast, as well as his hook-like eyes.
It seemed as if her small mouth would drip out bone marrow-corrupting venom at any moment, and there was also a scent of powder lingering on the tip of her nose.
On the battlefield, facing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, General Xue Meng quickly closed his eyes without even frowning.
He looked so strong, and his aura of pure man was extremely strong, but facing him, he looked as young and young as a sturdy man.
Liu Lao Bustard, uh... Huang Guan couldn't help but swallow her saliva. Xingzi, men, when they are young, they have to look at their small faces.
When you reach a certain age, it depends on your physique. With this official's physique, I'm afraid it won't be a problem if several beds collapse in a day.
"...Taoist Priest, press somewhere else..."
Cheng Chubi picked up a ruler, reached over and patted the female gangster's hand, and reminded him with a black line on his face.
"Ah...well, I know this, so I will change it, just change it..."
Cheng Chubi retracted his ruler with great exhaustion. When he turned his head, he saw that Uncle Xue had already dozed off next to him.
Shaking his head helplessly, he could only brace himself and strictly supervise to prevent this female gangster from causing trouble again.
But today, Xue Wanche dared to muster up the courage to open his eyes, which is a good sign.
However, his treatment is a long and gradual process. First, he must be allowed to face the touch of the opposite sex without rejecting it.
After that, only when you can communicate calmly and freely with the opposite sex can you consider your desensitization successful.
Unfortunately, at this rate of progress, it will be impossible for Xue Meng to successfully desensitize himself within a month or two.
When the quarter of an hour was up, Cheng Chubi winked and coughed twice, and the female Huang Guancai stood up without feeling satisfied.
"That's it for today's physical therapy. How about leaving now?"
"Well, let's go." Cheng Chubi winked and asked Cheng Fa to send her out. Uncle Xue over there heard the noise and finally woke up and turned around.
"Third brother, how are you?"
Xue Wanche had already opened his eyes, moved his stiff hands and feet, and then sat up.
"Well, I feel better today, not as stiff as the previous two days."
"But dear nephew, how long will it take for me to recover from this disease?"
"It will only take a month or two. The most important thing will be determined by your recovery."
The answer given by Cheng Chubi made Xue Wanche look ugly for a while.
"As long as it can be cured, let alone a month or two, it doesn't matter if it's a year or two. Third brother, don't have any worries. I will always be with you."
"Second brother..." Xue Wanche couldn't help but his eyes heated up after hearing this.
"Third brother, let's go. Come back tomorrow to continue treatment. You will definitely get better, and you will definitely be able to marry... ahem, go and make contributions on the battlefield."