Chapter 119 First Update

The thunder rolled endlessly, the roaring letter of the silk script was already blown to pieces, and there was a smell of paste in the air.

Gu Yao's complexion was subtle.

The chief doesn't seem to be an all-knowing and all-powerful person.

At least, his estimation of me was wrong, and he really regarded me as a kind person.

Thinking about it now, maybe he was putting pressure on me from the beginning, making me mistakenly think that he is omniscient, and then guiding me to do what he said.

As the head of Jingye Division, he can raise a bunch of think tanks, analyze various possibilities based on intelligence, and then come to deceive me.

Thinking about it this way, the chief executive is an old PUA.

Damn it, I've made a note of this grudge, and when I can beat him in the future, I'll definitely hang him upside down from a tree and whip him.

"Gu Yao, what are you? What are you? A hermaphrodite?" Wu Shuzhu, who was happy to eat melons, asked from the side.

"I am the Son of Heaven, believe it or not." Gu Yao rolled her eyes, "Go to sleep."

"Oh."

"By the way, what is Emperor Yin? The dead emperor?" Wu Shuzhu asked after crawling into the bedding for a while.

I hate moral hijacking.

The chief's behavior of talking about other people's pity while at the same time giving him a high hat and boasting that he is a good person really made Gu Yao uncomfortable.

He got up and walked to the window, looked at the purple snake dancing wildly in the sky through the veil, and suddenly felt much happier.

If it is said that there were still some desperate thoughts to try to enter the dream, then it is really gone now.

The old Taoist said, Bukong owes him, so he must keep me. This is saying that Bukong knew him, and maybe I have a senior brother, and the cause of death has something to do with Bukong.

So the old man let me come.

The chief should also know about this, but it may be because my past resume is so good-looking, and I did show my desire for the power of the Nuo God in Qingshui County, so he misjudged my true heart, Treat me like a saint.

The problem is, the matter of the Golden Buddha Temple has nothing to do with me.

Even if they are all good people, isn't everything caused by them?
Lu Shuren has said that you should clean up your own affairs. Why do you want me, an innocent little Taoist priest, to do something with unknown consequences?
As for what I am, whether to complete it, and what to do in the future, that is my own business, and I don't need your boss to make decisions for me.

He was calm at the moment, and he was a little irritable because of many things piled up in his heart, but at this moment it was swept away, and he took the initiative to enter the realm of harmony between man and nature.

A little light from the Lingtai illuminates the good fortune of the five elements, and the eternal heart is always there, just like the bright moon in the middle.

The yin god sits cross-legged in the Niwan Palace, arousing the yin and yang qi of the human body, overflowing from the seven orifices, forming a dragon and tiger, swallowing the qi of the heaven and the earth, accumulating in the viscera, and gathering the five elements, the human body forms a world of its own, and in turn embodies the yin spirit.

After about four breaths, Gu Yao exited this state.

"It turns out that the unity of man and nature and the unity of man and nature cannot be generalized."

He opened his hand in surprise, clenched his fist and let go.

The unity of heaven and man opened by the dragon button and white jade seal, he can decide what to study, what to practice, and even decide to start and end.

And the natural unity of man and nature is like a gust of wind, which cannot decide its coming and going, but can only feel the rhythm of heaven and earth at the moment it passes by.

How much can be harvested depends entirely on God's will.

"The dragon and tiger energy eating kung fu that I haven't practiced for a long time has naturally operated, and my kung fu has increased, and the yin spirit seems to have become more tenacious. Feeling it carefully, my viscera have been strengthened again, and my breathing skills have increased."

"The body is lighter."

Waving his arm, Gu Yao measured his changes bit by bit.

"Maybe there are other changes, but I'm not in a hurry to find out."

He walked out of here and walked towards the yard.

The old monk Xuxing was still standing in front of the temple gate, when he felt Gu Yao approaching, he saluted him: "Congratulations to the benefactor."

"Why congratulations?"

The old monk moved away, pointed to the outside and said, "The benefactor will know it at a glance."

Gu Yao walked up to him, and what caught his eyes was a sea of ​​purple and red.

"Amitabha, thousands of flowers bloom in an instant. It has not bloomed in this courtyard for a long time. If the master can see it, he will surely laugh."

The thunder in the sky gradually subsided, returning to tranquility.

Gu Yao said: "Master, I don't want to dream, I let you down."

The old monk smiled and said, "Why are you disappointed? The Golden Buddha Temple has nothing to do with you."

"Then what you said before?"

"Although this is the case, the poor monk has not cut all his emotions and desires, so he will always have some thoughts."

"Do you know the chief?"

"Yes, he is also an old friend of Master."

"Also?" Gu Yao asked curiously.

The old monk smiled and said: "Almsgiver, you are the disciple of Taoist Master Shanyuan. The poor monk has known about this for a long time. Otherwise, even if you brought the relics of Master Jing Yin, the poor monk would not allow you to bring the female relatives with you." Live behind the master."

"Daoist Shanyuan comes every few years, during which he talked with Master and praised you several times."

Ah, old man, it's too much for you to praise me behind your back, but don't be afraid of me being proud if you praise me in person.

Gu Yao was elated.

The two stood in front of the hall, just looking at the flowers in the courtyard like this, until a black shadow came in from the gate of the courtyard.

Xiyan is back.

Her hair was disheveled and she looked like she had been in a fight.

She came to Gu Yao's feet, groaned pitifully twice, raised her tail again, and swayed back and forth.

In a flash, Gu Yao realized something was wrong, why the tail was transparent.

"Xiyan, is your tail bald?"

The fox shook his body, and the big tears splashed on the ground.

"It's so bald."

Gu Yao picked her up, grabbed her by the tail and shook her.

The original fluffy big tail is much thinner, thanks to the fluffy shape, otherwise it looks like a mouse's tail.

"Who made such a murderous move! Damn, last time I was just rua and you lost a few hairs, and you almost caught me disfigured."

Gu Yao said with some distress: "Which bastard did this?"

"Ow~!"

The old monk translated: "Lu Baihou."

"Master, can you understand the words of a fox?"

"Buddhist supernatural powers, his mind is connected." The old monk clasped his hands together, looked at Gu Yao's somewhat wary expression, and explained, "Don't worry, the benefactor, this supernatural power is extremely difficult. The poor monk is only a beginner so far, and he can barely hear it. The heartfelt voice of a benefactor."

Gu Yao rubbed Xiyan: "Didn't you go to find Lu Baihou? Why did you fight? Why did it do this?"

"Ow."

"Lu Baihou asked her whether it was a cat, a dog or a rabbit. She said she was a fox. Lu Baihou said it was impossible. No Taoist priest would tell the truth. She must have been cursed with dementia."

Gu Yao: "."

He lowered his head: "So it fought with you?"

Xiyan nodded aggrievedly.

"That guy made me bark or meow."

"At first I didn't want to, so it pulled my hair hard, trying to find out what kind of breed I was, and could pretend to be a fox so perfectly. In the end, I had no choice but to bark twice."

"It was only then that it let me go with satisfaction, and said that it will definitely avenge me, and it will make you pay the price within two days at most."

The old monk translated solemnly.

The corners of Gu Yao's eyes twitched, seeing Xiyan hugging his once fluffy, thick and beautiful big tail very aggrieved, pitiful, and heartbroken, he comforted him: "It's okay, I know some prescriptions for hair growth, and I'll try it for you when I get back. At most a month, let you grow back."

The old monk smiled and said: "Benefactor, there is a pharmacy in the temple. If you need it, you can take it directly."

"Thank you, Master."

Gu Yao sneaked into the hall with Xiyan in his arms.

The old monk watched Gu Yao disappear into the hall, shook his head, walked back to the body Buddha, and sat down cross-legged: "Master, your old people already have successors, where are your disciples?"

In a secluded fasting room, two boys, a man and a woman, played backgammon with serious faces.

The girl said: "The man refused."

The boy placed a black stone and stole a white stone: "Isn't this also within Master's expectation? Anyway, with Lu Baihou around, it can always do the impossible."

"It makes sense, but that's not why you stole my chess pieces."

"Master said, taking it openly is not called stealing."

The girl thought for a while, and knocked the boy to the ground with a punch: "Master also said that a person with a big fist counts his words. Now I declare that this is a game of young men's chess, and I won."

 There are [-] words left today, and I put them all in the evening

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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