Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 525 524. Xuanying
Old Li didn't see Cui Wanrong's strangeness.

All his attention fell on the monk who was walking in front.

This cassock is really dazzling...

Another gold thread, another scarlet.

Could it be a gift from Guanyin?
Boundless thoughts unfolded in his mind, and while waiting for the other party to come close, he got off his horse.

To be honest, he didn't really like the domineering style of this empty bald donkey...even if he just added a calming charm to the pure land.

But after all, the protagonist at this moment is not him.

Jin Guang didn't enter the ferry, but called the other party out. The purpose has been achieved.

The next thing is about the shopkeeper Cui and the Bodhi Temple.

So, politely turned sideways.

And the woman who had been hanging on him all the time knew what he was doing when she saw him sideways.

"Cui Wanrong, the shopkeeper of Cui's Commercial Branch, has met Master Kong Ji."

Before Kong Ji could speak, Cui Wanrong greeted him first.

Kong Ji was in his forties, his skin was slightly dark, and his face had that kind of upright and awe-inspiring Chinese character face. When he walked all the way, he carried a kind of upright temperament without anger.Much like the leaders Li Zhen had met in his previous life.And at this moment, he didn't show any energy on his body, at first glance he thought he was just an ordinary monk.But if you understand it carefully, you can feel a sea-like pressure.

It's not easy... Li Zhenxin said.

And he didn't come alone, there were two monks with luggage behind him.

He is about thirty years old and has a burly body.

Although it can't be said to be fierce, but if this physique takes off the monk's clothes and puts on a suit, he can be regarded as a social elder brother who is better than Ma Dongxi and Benxi.

The trio heard Cui Wanrong's self-introduction, and the two monks behind immediately clasped their hands together as a gesture of courtesy.And Kong Ji put one hand in front of him:

"Amitabha, Poor Monk Kongji, I have seen Donor Cui. I just wanted to pass it on to others, but I didn't expect that the fate suddenly came, and I met Donor Cui here. This is the mercy of my Buddha, Namo Amitabha."

Hearing his words, Li Zhen didn't bother to talk to this person in an instant.

Unlike Xuanzang, this Kongji monk really answered what Sakyamuni said.

It's really so special that I am the only one in the sky and on the earth.

Although it is said that the Bodhi Temple is the authentic Buddhist sect in the world... But Li Zhen doesn't know what will happen to others in Kong Ji's way of speaking.But for him, it's really not pleasing.

But at this time, Cui Wanrong's strength was reflected.

There was a just right smile on the woman's face, which made people feel like a spring breeze, as if she hadn't heard the slightly domineering words that attributed everything to the Buddha, she said with a smile:

"I have heard the name of Master Kongji for a long time, and now I can see Gao Hui. A few witty words made Wanrong feel enlightened. The master's Buddhist teachings are profound and profound, which is really admirable. And the Bodhi Temple can come to Cui, so that I can live in Cui Peng. Hui, it's really gratifying. It's just that the master came suddenly, and my brother hasn't received the news yet, so he can't come to greet him in person, and I hope the master will not blame Cui for being rude."

"Amitabha, Cui benefactor is too serious."

Kong Ji's face is still solemn:
"The poor monk's arrival was really unexpected, and he didn't inform in advance. He was really worried when he heard that the poor monk's younger brother was injured, so he lost his manners. Please benefactor Cui, please don't blame the poor monk."

"How dare you dare..."

To be honest, listening to the way the two of them talked about each other's feet, Li Zhen's toes almost snapped off his shoes.

It doesn't matter how you listen to it, how you feel it is artificial.

Although I know that this is a serious official social etiquette.

But this way of speaking... He still felt embarrassed and was about to commit cancer.

Both sides desperately took the unwarranted faults to themselves...why bother?

And after the initial exchange of greetings between the two, Monk Kongji suddenly turned his eyes:
"May I ask if this Gao Gong is the Taoist Priest?"

"Uh……"

Li Zhen handed over:

"Don't dare to claim to be a high-caliber master. Master Kong Ji is polite. The three masters have traveled a long way and have worked hard. Just now the master also said that he was worried about Master Xuanzang. At this moment, Master Xuanzang is healing in the city. If he knows who is coming from the master, he will definitely Very happy... Cui Jushi."

After speaking, the topic changed, and Li Zhen looked at Cui Wanrong.

He knew that the matter of the caravan would definitely not work.

Bodhi Temple is the world's Buddhist sect, and now that the Cui family has come to the prison, if the Cui family doesn't want to be said to be rude, then as Yu Kui's "second in command", Cui Wanrong must go back with him.

But he didn't want to go back, but planned to go to the ferry to have a look.

I was curious to see what this salt-selling ferry looked like.Secondly...he felt that staying with these two people along the way would definitely be tiring.

Guessing that he had to fight all the way, Jifeng first tested Longhuochi, then tested the attitude of the Cui family, and tested if there was anyone coming from the Daomen.

Just thinking about it gave him a headache.

So he simply bowed his hand:

"Thank you, Jushi Cui, for your guidance all the way. The poor man will go to the ferry first."

"..."

Cui Wanrong's eyes flickered.

Does she want to?
I definitely don't want to.

In her plan today, it should have been a process for the two to get to know each other better.

But who would have thought that people from the Bodhi Temple would appear on the way...

But she also saw a trace of... alienation from the other party's expression.

Why alienate?

Is it to yourself? ... No, it's not.

Come to think of it, is it empty?
That's right, if he really wanted to get involved in these mundane matters, he wouldn't give up this pool of fire.

Wanting to understand this point, she showed an all-night heart-warming and understanding smile:

"Prince Shouchu, please let me know. If you need anything, just tell the officials within the ferry."

"Thank you."

Li Zhen cupped his hands, saluted Kong Ji again, and led the horse towards the ferry.

After walking about twenty steps, he turned his head and looked at the monk who was wearing a bright red cassock, shining brightly in the sunlight, and he shook his head.

Monk, you seem to be not a good brother.

Gee.

……

"Uncle, what are we looking at?"

Outside the city of Xiang County, a little Taoist boy who was about ten years old looked at Taoist Tiangang squatting on the edge of the field, a little puzzled.

Xiao Daotong didn't seem to be afraid of this uncle, and his tone was a little impatient.

"Shouldn't we hurry to Yu Qun at this time? If those monks take the lead, wouldn't we be at a disadvantage?"

"No hurries?"

The Taoist Tiangang with a calm face was not angry because of his impatience, but instead smiled and asked:
"Could it be that Chi Longhuo will fly away?"

"The dragon fire will definitely not fly away... But we... aren't there to negotiate? If we go early, we can have a preconceived idea. If we go late, the Cui family will negotiate with the Bodhi Temple first, and our interests will be damaged. ?”

Xiao Daotong said clearly and logically.

The pros and cons of right and wrong seem to be very clear.

But that's where the weirdness lies.

Judging by his age, he is less than ten years old.

How could a Xiaodao boy of this age think about these things when he was supposed to be innocent?

However, Taoist Tiangang didn't show any surprise, he just grabbed the root of the severed sorghum stalk in front of him and pulled it out forcefully.

The unrotten roots of the sorghum stalks were pulled out mixed with soil.

"Xuanying."

He got up and showed the sorghum roots in front of Daotong:

"What do you see?"

"..."

When Dao Tong heard this, there was a smile on his face that didn't match his age:
"Uncle, what else is there besides these rotten roots and soil?"

"Just rotten roots and dirt? You're looking."

Taoist Tiangang asked with a smile.

Xiao Daotong was taken aback for a moment, and his subconscious expression became serious.

He narrowed his eyes.

Suddenly, a unique dao rhyme rose from his young body, and immediately after, there was a slight change in the eyes of this dao boy.

It's like being covered in a mist.

After covering the pupils, there seemed to be two winding shadows swimming in the tumbling clouds.

In the face of Daotong's own changes, Taoist Tiangang was not surprised at all, but just held the sorghum root and waited for the other party's answer.

After a few breaths, the two winding shadows dissipated.

After returning to the Qingming Festival, Daotong was full of surprises:

"Uncle, who planted these sorghum...? This... shouldn't belong between heaven and earth! How could..."

Hearing this, Taoist Tiangang smiled even more.

After dropping the sorghum in his hand, his eyes fell on the busy crowd outside Naxiang County.

Seeing that the faces of these women and children were pale, although they were not all flushed, at least each of them had a kind of... looking forward to life, his smile became even wider.

"Xuanying, do you know why I wanted you to come over from the Tianmu, and after I gave you a Dao name, I didn't let you become a teacher, but only let you call me Shishu?"

"Because my teacher's relationship is not with my uncle. It's not with my uncle Tianmu either."

"Oh?"

Taoist Tiangang couldn't help turning his head, looking at Daotong with some surprise in his eyes:

"Have you figured it out? When?"

"Half a year ago."

Xiao Daotong grinned, revealing a playful smile missing a canine tooth:

"Half a year ago, when I learned the six-line calculation, I calculated it for myself."

As he said, he shook his head:
"But even if my uncle doesn't accept me, I can be a teacher, preaching, accepting karma, and solving doubts. My uncle taught me Yi Xue, and in my heart, my uncle is my master. This will not change!"

"You child."

Taoist Tiangang couldn't help but patted his head, messed up the somewhat neat bun of Taoist boy, took his hand actively, and walked westward along the official road silently.

As he walked, he said:
"You recognize me as a master, but I can't recognize you as an apprentice. And this is why I want to take you out this time. From the first time I met you, through physiognomy, I have learned a lot There are many things. Those are your future, but they are also your shackles. There are many kinds of your future. Uncle Shi, I calculated three times for you. The first time I felt it. The second time , as soon as he went out, he was hit on the head by a falling tile. And this third time was the day before I brought you out. Uncle got some injuries."

"Uncle Master!?"

Dao Tong's face immediately became tense.

But Taoist Tiangang shook his head and said with a smile:

"It's okay, with your master's elixir, there is nothing wrong. It's just... what my master wants to tell you is that the fate between you and me will end here when we arrive at Yu Kuan."

"!!"

Daotong paused and pulled Taoist Tiangang back.

When the other party turned around, he watched the teardrops as big as beans falling from the child's eyes:

"Uncle...you...you don't want me!?"

Taoist Tiangang was taken aback for a moment...

Then he couldn't help laughing out loud:
"Haha."

He didn't feel sad because of the child's crying, but laughed even more happily.

While laughing, he squatted in front of Dao Tong, gently wiped away the tears on his face, and said seriously:

"Silly boy, Uncle Master didn't mean that. The reason why he brought you out is very simple. Do you know why you were shown those sorghum just now?"

"..."

Xiao Daotong just cried and didn't answer.

But the Taoist didn't care, he just said seriously:

"That's what your teacher left behind. In your whole life, you have no destiny as a mentor and apprentice to anyone in the world, but the three religions have a relationship with you. What your uncle can teach you has already taught you." Lah. Now, you are going to see your other two teachers, you and I have ended our fate as master and apprentice, and I just want to tell you...you are going to start the next stage of your life."

(End of this chapter)