Back to the early Tang Dynasty to be a fairy

Chapter 222 Lady, lady, it's me, Lupe!

To be honest, Kong Qing set up a lot of situations before starting today.

For example, this group of monks resisted stubbornly, and then they were ruthlessly crushed by themselves; this group of monks tried to muddle through, and then they were ruthlessly crushed by themselves; In the past; this group of monks tried to call for reinforcements, and then the reinforcements were ruthlessly crushed by Qingxiazi...

Of course, it's not that he didn't think that these monks would be cowardly, but he really didn't expect these monks to be so thorough.

Don't they even dare to change the emperor?

"Come come come..."

The Zhike monk came forward with a smile on his face, and invited Kong Qing and the others to the table.

"The abbot of our temple said that everyone is a guest from afar, so please don't be polite."

"You don't need to eat or drink. The poor stand firm, resist corruption and never touch..."

Kong Qing lowered his face, waved his sleeves, and said coldly.

"As long as you hand over the bald master, I will turn around and leave, poor dao!"

"You are wrong about this Tanyue..."

The Zhike monk distinguished with an aggrieved face.

"A bald master is really not in our monastery."

"It's really not here..."

The corner of Kong Qing's mouth rose, showing a sneer.

"You monks are talking nonsense again, do you need the poor Taoist to show you the evidence?"

"Need not!"

Before the Zhike monk could speak, he heard a voice from a distance, and then a monk in his 40s quickly trotted towards Kong Qing and the others.

"Realist Qingwei, don't bother. Master Ah Tu is indeed in this temple, but he just climbed in from the back wall fifteen minutes ago. The inquisitors of our temple really don't know. Please calm down."

"Oh……"

Kong Qing looked at the monk who was running towards him, and as soon as he moved his mind, he threw an identification technique on it.

"It turned out to be the great monk Shi Huiyu who claimed to have seen Manjusri Bodhisattva appear in Wutai Mountain. By the way, is the alms bowl that you dug out in Wutai Mountain and said to be Manjushri Bodhisattva still there?"

Monk Huizhen smiled, clasped his hands together, and saluted Kong Qing.

"The alms bowl is a sacred object left by Manjusri Bodhisattva. Since Manjusri Bodhisattva chose to appear in Wutai, it must have a deep meaning, so the poor monk has already buried it in Wutai..."

"Ha ha……"

Kong Qing sneered.

"It was buried again? That's a pity, but as far as I know, the alms bowl of Manjusri Bodhisattva looks a lot like the alms bowl in the set of Buddhist ritual tools made by Shihu back then for some reason!"

"Bowls and bowls are all similar in shape and structure."

Monk Huizhen was not at all unhappy because Kong Qing exposed his pretending to be a ghost, and he still said with a smile on his face.

"Since Daoist Qingwei is here for Master Ah Tu, please come with the poor monk."

Kong Qing looked at Monk Huiji, narrowed his eyes slightly, and nodded after a few seconds.

"Alright, Monk Huiji, please lead the way!"

"Please!"

Monk Huiji agreed, and took the lead to walk into the temple, followed by Kong Qing and other Taoist priests, and behind them were those idlers who watched the excitement.

"Actually, Daoist Qingwei doesn't need to be so wary..."

Monk Huiji was still chattering as he walked.

"My ascetic pays attention to the equality of all beings. Master Abald's behavior of killing kindness and monsters is just that he went astray when he was studying Buddhism, and it is not my original intention."

Kong Qing glanced at Monk Huiji with a strange look in his eyes.

Huh?
Monk Huiji, where did you learn your speaking skills from His Majesty Li Yuan?
You are all good people, and the bad ones are temporary workers!

At this moment, a man dressed as a scribe squeezed excitedly in the direction of a woman in white with a sandalwood fan.

"Miss, here is a certain..."

Snapped!
With a crisp sound, a woman in a pink dress turned around angrily, and pointed at the man dressed as a scribe.

"You apprentice, here are all women, what are you trying to do?"

After hearing the words of the woman in the pink skirt, the idlers present immediately focused their attention on the scribe.

"Ah, no..."

After feeling what the centurion pointed at, the middle-aged scribe with a few finger prints on his face hurriedly waved his hands.

"I'm not a disciple, I just lost myself when I saw my wife."

As he spoke, he cupped his hands around and explained.

"My surname is Lu, and my name is Pei. It's that lady in white..."

As he spoke, he pointed to Lady Yan, the lady in the crowd.

"...'s husband-in-law!"

In order to show that what he said was true, he raised his hand and waved it vigorously towards Mrs. Yan, the lady on the ground.

"My lady, it's me, it's me, Lupe!"

As if hearing his words, Lupe saw the beauty in white turned her head and glanced in his direction. Those eyes that he was very familiar with were full of indifference, as if she didn't know him at all.

The beauty in white lowered her head, muttered a few words to a girl next to her, then turned around and looked forward. From the beginning to the end, she didn't say a word to Lupe.

"Miss... madam..."

Seeing the expression of the woman in white, Lu Pei was even more anxious, waving his hands again and again.

"I'm Lupe, Lupe!"

Snapped!
The woman in pink unceremoniously slapped him again.

"They don't even pay attention to you, yet you still have the nerve to say that she is your wife. The slave family sees that you, an apprentice, are here to take advantage of you. Sisters, beat this shameless apprentice with me."

"it is good!"

Following the voice, two more women stood out from the crowd, with four slender hands and four pink legs stretched out, and they beat Lu Pei in a crackling manner. Lu Pei hugged his head and cried out in pain.

The idlers around were still there to help shout hello.

"well played!"

"color!"

"Nai Weng, I have been with these little ladies for an hour or two, and I didn't even want to go up to take advantage of it, but I was afraid of ruining the reputation of the ladies, and you, a gentle scum, actually went up... The ladies are so fierce Hit me, don't be shy!"

"Little lady, kick him between the legs..."

"..."

Hearing these noisy voices, Kong Qing turned around silently, and saw a few search foxes beating a man who seemed to be a scholar.

With a thought, Kong Qing threw out an identification technique.

The next moment, his head turned back without hesitation.

It turned out to be Lu Pei, the ex-husband of Lady Yan, Mrs. Dizhi, so there's no problem.

This kind of person eats the rice brought back by his wife, wears the clothes bought by his wife, spends the money brought back by his wife, looks at his own mother who was rescued by his wife, and then invites people from the Taishi Bureau to subdue his wife things people...

It would be light to beat him!

Under the violent beating of Search Fox, Lu Pei held his head in both hands, squeezed out of the crowd in a very embarrassing manner, and ran all the way to the outside of the Jingkong Temple, only to be able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a crisp, playful voice sounded from Lupe's ear.

"Mr. Lu, you are in such a mess!"

Lu Pei raised his head and saw a girl in a red dress leaning against the wall next to the monastery. It was the maidservant red dress brought by the lady back then.

"Red clothes..."

Lu Pei looked at the girl in red and said excitedly.

"Did the lady ask you to come to find a certain one? Why hasn't she come home for so many months? It has been very hard for a certain one to find you!"

"Why don't you go home, my lady, don't you know?"

The girl took out a pear from her body and threw it into Lupe's arms.

"Ordinary people like you are not good enough for a lady, but she is willing to give you a chance because she sees your filial piety. In the end, you betrayed my wife."

"Sometimes it was just..."

Lupe opened his mouth, as if intending to defend himself.

"Stop talking about those useless things."

The girl interrupted Lupe unceremoniously, and continued.

"The lady asked me to give you a pear now, do you know what it means?"

"pear?"

Lupe holds a pear in his hand and looks dejected.

"So... so and so know!"

"It's right to know..."

The girl said proudly.

"Remember, don't yell at your wife on the street in the future. Our wife has a new husband now. If you shout like that, what if others misunderstand you?"

"The new husband?"

After hearing this sentence, Lu Pei even forgot his own frustration, and he yelled in a ecstasy.

"Although you want to abandon each other, how quickly?"

"Pooh!"

The girl made a face at Lupe and stuck out her tongue.

"My wife is a god. It is not easy to find a good marriage. To tell you the truth, because the new husband married my wife, not only is he not worrying about food and clothing, but his fortune has also changed drastically. Fly to the top, and in the future, you can become a god together with your wife, and live forever..."

Saying that, the girl looked at Lupe contemptuously.

"Originally, these should belong to you, Lu Jiulang, but now...hahaha!"

As she said that, the girl laughed and walked into the gate of Jingkong Temple, leaving only the distraught Lupe standing outside the gate.

"A certain could have become a god..."

A heart-piercing roar sounded from outside the gate of Jingkong Temple, piercing the sky.

"No!"

Kong Qing slightly turned his head and looked towards the direction outside the temple gate.

This Lupe won't go crazy because of this matter, right?
Well!It doesn't matter, this kind of scumbag will go crazy when he is crazy. Anyway, in the original history, he has nothing worth recording except for the wife of the earth god.

"Master Qingwei, please take a look..."

At this time, the smiling monk Huiji pointed to a meditation room with the door open.

"Master Ah Bald is here."

After hearing his words, those idlers rushed up curiously, and looked inside through the open doors and windows.

"There is indeed a monk Hu..."

"Is this guy the Bald Master?"

"Why does he seem to be burning charcoal, he is full of fireworks..."

"How about it?"

Monk Huizhi pointed at Kong Qing.

"Master Qingwei, don't you want to take a look? Master Ah Bald is here..."

The corner of Kong Qing's mouth twitched silently.

He didn't need to look, he knew that Master Ah Bald was indeed here.

Because a certain little milk cat was lying lazily on the eaves of this meditation room, holding a golden marble in its two little paws, licking and licking there.

"Ugh!"

Kong Qing sighed silently, looked up at the nearby Daxiong Palace, and stuck out his tongue to lick his lips.

Although I have already obtained several unfinished magical artifacts, I can't handle the magical artifacts of this temple...

What a pity!
This monk Huiji is really... can't you just be tough and learn from monk Zhishi?

"Real person Qingwei?"

Monk Huiji looked at Kong Qing, who was looking at the Daxiong Palace with an uncertain expression on his face.

"What are you thinking, Master Qingwei, Master Abald is here..."

boom!
Before Monk Huiji could finish his words, Kong Qing had already started to act. He kicked unceremoniously on the door of the meditation room, and then shook his sleeve.

"break!"

In an instant, Monk Huiji felt that the suppressing power of the Samaya mandala array he had arranged in the room disappeared.

The next moment, Kong Qing took out a wooden whip and rushed in.

clap clap clap...

After a sound like rain hitting plantains, Kong Qing walked out with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and a head like a pig's head, Kong Qing, and threw it in the direction of the Taoist priests.

"withdraw!"

　That’s right, now Wutai Mountain in Shanxi can become a Manjusri Bodhisattva dojo, thanks to today’s Great Monk Huizhi. In the early Tang Dynasty, he claimed everywhere that he saw Manjusri Bodhisattva appearing in Wutai Mountain, and dug up Manjusri Bodhisattva’s body. Icons and an alms bowl, and they built a stupa on that spot.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)