Xia do not stay

Chapter 123
The next moment, Gu Yang took out the token from his pocket.

"This is the token of the chief examiner. Seeing the order is like seeing someone. If you don't listen to me, what about Princess Lengyue's?"

Huang Sanjia was taken aback, his face turned pale.

He didn't expect Princess Leng Yue to treat Gu Yang to such an extent that she could even give him the token of the chief examiner. This was bestowed by His Majesty and had great power during the martial arts.

Usually he doesn't need to listen to Qin Rushuang, but during the martial arts, he is indeed Qin Rushuang's subordinate.

"Master Huang, why don't you recognize the token of the imperial court?"

Huang Sanjia almost gritted his teeth and said, "Bring a pen."

He ordered someone to fetch a brush, and wrote Linghu Jing's name on it, then looked at Gu Yang, his eyes burning.

"I will report this matter to Your Majesty."

"It's up to you, but before you tell His Majesty, don't you want to call me boss first?"

Huang Sanjia clenched his fists and crushed the brush.

He bowed his head and said nothing.

Gu Yang smiled and said: "Forget it, you didn't say you were willing to gamble, so you left."

Huang Sanjia took a deep breath, his face was ugly.

"Old... big."

He felt extremely humiliated in his heart, obviously looked down on this Gu Yang, but still wanted to call him the boss, it was really aggrieved!

Chen Xi snorted, "Who can hear such a low voice?"

Huang Sanjia's nails pierced into the flesh, his face was hot, and he said loudly: "Old—"

"Brother Huang!"

Gu Yang stopped him, and said: "You are a trustworthy person, you promise a thousand gold, this Gu admires, and even wants to buy you a drink, but you have too much prejudice against me, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to have a good time in the future."

After a pause, he continued: "My behavior was not intended to humiliate, but just to remind Brother Huang that he must be flexible. It is indeed illegal for me to kill the prefect, but the knife is on the necks of the children. I will not draw it out. , do you want to wait for those hungry and skinny people to draw their swords?"

"It's not legal for me to arrest the prince, but if we follow the normal procedure and turn the big things into small ones, how many dandies should be on the streets of the capital now? Brother Huang, I know you're not a bad person, but don't worry about it." Before I knew it, I became an accomplice to the abuser."

After finishing speaking, Gu Yang waved his hands, and left with Linghu Jing and others.

Huang Sanjia looked at Gu Yang's back, was silent for a long time, and sighed softly.

……

Drunken Immortal Restaurant.

Linghu Jing took a picture of ten taels of silver, and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper, present all your good wine and food here!"

She said to Gu Yang: "Brother Gu, you have helped me a lot, I will treat you to a drink."

Dude, does this count as paying me for my money?
After the food and wine were served, Linghu Jing poured out a large bowl.

"Brother Gu, this martial arts exam is very important to our Huashan sect. If you fall out of the first-class sect, even the Huashan sect will be separated. Such an important matter was almost delayed by me. Thanks to you, I respect you! "

After all, she gulped it down.

Gu Yang thought to himself, this is called not having a long memory, just now he was drunk because of a mistake, but now he started drinking again.

He was about to speak when he heard the shopkeeper's voice.

"Go, go, don't beg for alms here!"

Gu Yang looked over, with a gleam of gleam in his eyes, as expected of the fall of martial arts, it's so lively, this little monk is not simple.

I saw a young monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe standing at the door of the restaurant, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with red lips and white teeth, and a little baby fat, cute eyes, very cute.

He smelled the aroma of food and swallowed.

"Amitabha, little monk Jingxin is a disciple of Shaolin Temple. He lost his way and got separated from his fellow apprentices. He hasn't eaten for two days. Please be merciful and donate some food. Just a bowl of rice is enough."

It can be seen that he seldom asks for alms, and his face is red.

Hearing the words Shaolin Temple, the shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, and said, "Alright then, I'll give you a bowl of rice."

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and said, "Little monk, you want rice but not steamed buns, are you from the south?"

Jing Xin nodded and said: "Before I became a monk, I lived in the south of the Yangtze River."

The shopkeeper snorted coldly, and said: "Then you go, my wife died at the hands of a southerner, if you have money, it's fine, you don't need alms, find someone else!"

Jing Xin clasped his palms together, and sighed: "Amitabha, benefactor, I have only heard that the earth is divided into north and south. How can people be different?"

These words made Linghu Jing stop his wine glass, and suddenly felt that this little monk was not an ordinary person.

"Shopkeeper, let this mind-cleaning master come in, and I'll treat him to dinner."

Gu Yang laughed.

Jing Xin walked to the dining table and said gratefully: "Thank you for the benefactor, but the monk is a monk, so he doesn't eat meat, let alone drink alcohol."

It turned out that the food and drinks on Gu Yang's table were all meat.

Gu Yang had an idea and wanted to tease this No. 1 Shaolin Jingzi who is known as the ruthless Buddha son. According to legend, he was born with a pure heart and glazed Buddha bones. Sometimes people feel that Su Hui is born, and sometimes people feel innocent Like a child.

"Why doesn't Master Jingxin want to eat meat?"

Jing Xin was stunned, and said: "Master, I can't talk about it. The benefactor told me to purify my heart. I don't eat meat, because livestock are also living beings, and all living beings should be equal. There is no distinction between north and south, and life is the same."

Gu Yang clapped his hands and said with a smile: "It's a good thing that all living beings are equal, but it's a pity that you only know one thing, Master, and don't know the other."

"Livestock is life, why aren't plants life? Melons, fruits and vegetables are born naturally, from flowering to fruiting, which is also a cycle of life. There is no distinction between north and south, so is there a difference between eating meat and eating plants?"

Jing Xin froze in place. If ordinary people heard this, they would only think it was nonsense and unreasonable, but Jing Xin Buddha's bones were naturally formed, with a pure heart, it was like drinking nectar, enlightening the head.

He murmured: "Yes, all living beings are equal, why are plants not living beings? One flower and one world, one leaf and one Bodhi, why can't flowers and leaves, Bodhi and the world, be living beings?"

In an instant, a mysterious sense of Zen bloomed from his body. He pinched the Yin Jue with his hands, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, just like Venerable Kasyapa who had enlightened himself before the Buddha and smiled while holding a flower.

Gu Yang was startled, this is... the flower finger broke through?
Jingxin's famous martial art is Shaolin's unique art of Nianhuazhi. This martial art is most about Zen and understanding. It is difficult for people with deep Buddhist roots to practice it. After it is completed, it is very powerful. It is not inferior to the magic of King Kong!
Jing Xin opened her eyes, her eyes were calm and peaceful.

"Thanks to the benefactor for ordering the broadcast, the little monk can have an epiphany."

Gu Yang smiled and said: "Actually, I was just joking. I didn't expect you to be able to make a breakthrough in martial arts. The Chixin Buddha really deserves his reputation!"

After finishing speaking, Gu Yang said to the shopkeeper: "Add another pair of bowls and chopsticks, and serve some vegetarian dishes and rice."

But Jing Xin shook his head and said: "Benefactor, I have realized the way of equality of all living beings, and I will not eat anything from now on!"

goo~
Jingxin's stomach ruthlessly betrayed the will of its master, making a hungry sound.

He blushed, then turned his head and left, for fear that he could not bear the temptation.

"Farewell, the benefactor!"

When Gu Yang came back to his senses, Jing Xin had already practiced lightness kung fu and left. Shaolin's Yiwei crossing the river lived up to its reputation, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Gu Yang opened his mouth wide, feeling inexplicably flustered.

He gave Shaolin's next generation abbot... a hunger strike?
I heard that Jingxin's master is Xuanji, one of the four great monks in Shaolin, with the most violent temper and the most ruthless beating...

(These chapters are laying the groundwork for the characters, mainly to prepare for the martial arts plot. By now, the characters have all appeared on the stage, and you can start singing. I don’t know if these chapters will be boring for everyone. After all, the author is the first time Writing a book has limited pen power, if it makes everyone feel boring, please forgive me!)
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