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Chapter 210 Goodness... Goodness to your mother!

In a three-entry mansion in Xingdaofang under the imperial city outside Chang'an City, a man with a bare upper body, a red dress, and a gray complexion was sitting lazily on the porch, leaning against a A pillar, staring blankly at the sky.

stomping on...

After a series of intentionally heavy footsteps, a man in Tsing Yi appeared at the gate of the courtyard and knocked on the door a few times with his fingers.

"Come in……"

The man in red still looked at the sky, and said casually.

"You didn't do anything wrong, so don't be so restrained."

"Yes!"

After the man in green agreed, he stepped in from the outside and stood on the porch of the man in red.

"Do you understand?"

Only then did the man in red turn around, with an indifferent smile still on his face.

"What the hell are those bald guys going crazy about? Why are they following us?"

"No specific news yet..."

The man in Tsing Yi lowered his head with his hands down, his tone somewhat dejected.

"But something is probably because of Monk Yifan."

"Monk Yifan?"

The man in red frowned, covered his mouth with his hands, and coughed lightly.

"Who is he?"

"He is a practicing monk of Fahuazong..."

The man in Tsing Yi said concisely.

"It was the monk who wanted to entrust us to rescue people at the Yuancong Imperial Guard's station. At that time, Li Zitong wanted to escape from Chang'an, so a certain person entrusted this matter to him. As a result, he and Li Zitong hadn't escaped from Lantian. Killed by Taoist Qingwei of Qingdu Temple."

"Since people were killed by Taoist priests, what does this matter have to do with us..."

A look of anger appeared on the face of the man in red.

"The grievance has its head, and the debt has its owner. If these bald people want revenge, they should go to that Taoist priest named Qingwei to settle their accounts."

"But Qingxiazi Su Yuanlang is standing behind Taoist Qingwei. Monk Jizang may think that even if he personally strikes, he cannot achieve a one-hit kill, and once his attack on Qingwei is leaked, Qingxiazi will He will definitely come to the door, and he will be dead by then."

The man in Tsing Yi explained carefully.

"Because of this, when Monk Ji Zang said that he would hire us to kill Qing Wei, he didn't think much about it. Who knew that it was a lie that he killed Qing Wei, and wanted to take the opportunity to find our Kong Kong Jing Jing's hiding place and identity. True. But..."

The man in green bowed slightly towards the man in red.

"...They still underestimated you!"

"The old monk still underestimated Jinger."

Monk Ji Zang sat on the futon in the dark room of Yanxing Temple, and nodded to the several great monks in front of him, including Fashun, Fajing, Huiyuan, Zhixi, etc. Although his face was calm, his tone was somewhat disappointed.

"The old monk thinks that he has a brand of other minds, and Jing Jing'er is absolutely impossible to find out, but in the end..."

Monk Ji Zang shook his head lightly and recited the Buddha's name.

"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"

"The Great Monk Ji Zang cannot be blamed for this matter..."

Monk Zhixi, the representative of the Fahua Sect, waved his hand lightly.

"Find out the Kongkong Jingjing, obtain the evidence of the collusion between Li Zitong and them and hand it over to the current saint. The matter of helping my Buddhist sect is a matter of discussing and deciding together. How can the Great Monk Jizang bear it alone? .”

"But now I haven't found any evidence, and I have offended Kongkong Jingjing..."

The Great Monk Fajing said with some concern beside him.

"Will the Kong Kong Jing Jing anger the Buddhist sect and cause other practitioners to die because of it?"

"rest assured!"

Monk Dushun shook his head.

"Jing Jing'er's goal will only be the Great Monk Ji Zang."

"Good!"

The great monk Ji Zang clasped his hands together, with a solemn expression on his face.

"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell!"

"That's right!"

Monk Zhixi also explained.

"Jingjinger's skills may not be as good as Kongkonger's, but their pride is the same. This person will definitely not do that kind of thing to anger others."

"Don't blame other people, business should be done..."

The man in red waved his hand at the man in blue with a proud smile on his face.

"As for what the Great Monk Ji Zang did, I, Jing Jinger, will naturally go and find it with him myself."

"But didn't you say that the string of Buddhist beads in Monk Ji Zang's hand seems to be made of relics, and it is extremely powerful. Are you no match at all?"

The man in green raised his head and looked at the man in red strangely.

"How are you going to deal with him?"

"Things such as Buddhist beads and magic vessels are just foreign objects."

Jing Jing'er narrowed her eyes, and a smear of blood appeared on her gray face.

"It's impossible for Monk Jizang to hold the string of beads forever. I don't believe that he wears the string of beads day and night...including when he takes a shower and goes to the toilet. Besides, so what if he wears it all the time... "

A gleam flashed in Jing Jinger's eyes.

"Can't someone find someone to steal things out?"

"steal?"

The man in Tsing Yi was a little dazed.

"Are you planning to invite Kong Konger to Chang'an?"

"How is that possible!"

The man in red gave the man in green a white look.

"If the eldest brother comes to Chang'an, does a certain person still need to steal Jizang's Buddhist beads? Just let the eldest brother go and get his head, wouldn't that be the end of it?"

"If Kong Konger doesn't come to Chang'an..."

The man in Tsing Yi asked suspiciously.

"In the whole world, who can steal this string of beads from the hands of the Great Monk Jizang?"

"There is one person who can definitely do it, and she is in Chang'an."

Jing Jinger raised her head and said confidently.

"As far as I know, if you talk about stealing, even brother Kong Kong'er may not be able to catch her. You don't understand this."

"Oh!"

The man in Tsing Yi nodded silently.

"Also, Monk Ji Zang left a letter at our contact point..."

"And the old monk has already left a letter to Kongkong Jingjing."

Monk Ji Zang said calmly.

"Tell them that the previous incident was a misunderstanding. If they are willing to expose this incident and turn it into a treasure, we can provide some compensation."

"Good!"

Monk Huiyuan clasped his hands together and nodded.

"That's the best, otherwise if we start a war with Kong Kong Jing, although we will protect ourselves, the disciples will not necessarily."

"Don't worry, it's impossible for Kongkong Jingjing to start a war with my Buddhism."

Great Monk Zhixi clasped his hands together and said solemnly.

"The most important thing now is to deal with Fu Yi's attack in the court, as well as the matter of Laojun showing his holiness and title."

"Do you still need to consider the matter of Laojun's manifestation..."

The Great Monk Fajing said contemptuously.

"In the past few years, Hu'er of the Li family has done so many times to show the lord's sanctity, and this time it was Qin Wang Li Shimin who personally acted. There is no witness except for one of his confidants, Fang Qiao. Isn't the matter obvious. "

"It's hard to say..."

Monk Du Shun twisted the rosary in his hands, and answered while thinking.

"Someone once asked a junior who joined the Tiance Mansion. He said that the matter that His Highness Prince Qin met Laojun this time is absolutely true, and it was not fabricated by King Qin himself."

"Hahaha……"

Monk Ji Zang burst out laughing.

"How could it not be made up? Everyone is a practitioner. Don't we know if the Taoist master is still in this world? As for the so-called heaven, whether it is the emperor of heaven, don't you understand what it is? "

"Not bad!"

Monk Huiyuan also nodded.

"Lao Jun has already left this world, even if he really comes back, he will not pay attention to Li Tang's affairs, it is impossible to change his surname to Li because of Li Yuan, Lao Dan will really think that they are his descendants! "

"My son just said that King Qin really met an old gentleman..."

Monk Du Shun twisted his rosary and said slowly.

"It doesn't mean that he is really Laojun. According to Yi Nazi, this person should be a very good Taoist priest. This is a terrible thing."

"that's right!"

Monk Zhixi nodded solemnly.

"The return of the real Laojun is not scary. What is afraid of is that a Laojun who can pretend to be a real one is frequently manifested as a saint. The foolish people in the world will not distinguish between the real and the fake. The more times the fake appears, the more it will become real. So I will definitely find that passageway to the fairy world and catch this 'Taishang Laojun' who manifests his holiness."

Monk Du Shun, Monk Fajing, Monk Huiyuan, and Monk Jizang nodded at the same time.

"Good!"

"My good mother... These bastards and bald people, they fight whenever they want, and make peace when they want to. Who do they think Nai Weng is?"

The man in red smiled contemptuously, and tore the letter paper in his hand to pieces.

"I've been a virtuoso for countless... years, and I've never lost this kind of person. If I don't get back my face, how dare I claim to be the strongest virtuoso in the past 500 years."

The man in Tsing Yi looked at him silently without speaking.

"but……"

The man in red turned around and said to the man in blue.

"Fighting is fighting, and business is business. We have an enmity with the bald man, but we have no enmity with the bald man's money. It's still what I said just now. Don't blame other people. You have to do business."

"Yes!"

The man in Tsing Yi nodded.

"It's clear."

"In addition, you can ask the rangers in Chang'an City to help you find someone."

Jing Jing'er leaned against the pillar next to her with a lazy face.

"Her name is Xiaoqing, she is a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, here between her eyebrows..."

Jing Jinger raised her head and nodded her face.

"There is a birthmark that looks like a leaf."

"Yes!"

The man in Tsing Yi nodded again.

"Arrange it here."

"Ok!"

The man in red nodded in satisfaction.

"Remember, don't act rashly after discovering this girl, just tell her one thing..."

As he spoke, the man in red raised his head and looked at the distant sky.

"The Zizi Jie is in my hands."

"Yes!"

The man in Tsing Yi bent down to salute.

"Arrangement here..."

"Monk Zhixi's suggestion is very good, this matter must be arranged..."

Monk Ji Zang said with a solemn face.

"The royal family of the Li and Tang Dynasties can't just give Laojun an honorary title. If they want to, even the Buddha should also be honored. Otherwise, the people of the world will probably think that the Buddha's status is inferior to Laojun."

"It's not just the Buddha..."

Great Monk Du Shun said calmly.

"Confucianism, including Confucius, also needs a title, so that those scribes can help."

Monk Zhixi nodded repeatedly.

"Master Fashun's words are deeply in my heart. In this matter, those scribes should first come forward and ask for the honorary title of Confucius, and then go around and propose that the Buddha should also be honored."

"On this matter, the old monk thinks that someone can give Kong Yingda some advice..."

Monk Ji Zang smiled.

"As a descendant of Confucius, it is only natural for him to add glory to Confucius."

The rest of the monks nodded at the same time.

"Good!"

　That's right, when giving the title to the Taishang Laojun, the monks really proposed to give the Buddha a title. This is a fact, and Mengxin didn't make it up at all.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)