Bodyguards of big stars

Chapter 440 Taste the pain!

Tang Huan, who was standing beside Qinglong, smiled, nodded and said, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he walked slowly towards the old monk Zhao Xianhe.

Every time he took a step, the energy in his body exploded a little.

After seven steps, vigor becomes reality!

It's like a stormy sea, destroying the dead!

"You want to stop me?" Tang Huan's voice was low and full of anger.

The old monk said calmly, "I don't want to stop you."

At least, it's not a confrontation with Tang Huan at this juncture.

But he had no choice.

To use the words deep in his heart to describe Zhao Xianhe at this moment: I can't help myself!

He had to stop, had to stand in front of Tang Huan!

"But you still made a choice." Tang Huan asked in a deep voice with sharp eyes. "Yeah?"

Zhao Xianhe nodded slowly, his thin lips parted slightly and said, "Let's have a discussion."

"I don't like sparring." Tang Huan shook his head firmly.

Zhao Xianhe was stunned for a moment, looking quite helpless: "Then let's divide life and death."

After all, the old monk's monk's robe fluttered slightly.

A gust of real energy gradually boiled like warm water, and then spewed towards Tang Huan.

The demon monk Zhao Xianhe personally trained two peerless powerhouses, Miss Er and Happy Buddha.

How powerful will his own strength be?

Qinglong doesn't know its name or its roots, so naturally it doesn't know.

Even Tang Huan, who was standing on the battlefield, was not completely sure of defeating Zhao Xianhe.

He was simply curious why Zhao Xianhe was willing to be a dog for the master of this other courtyard.

What kind of person is the master of this courtyard?

Does Tang Huan know?have you heard of it?do you know it?

Tang Huan didn't move, but he was furious.The climate has become, ready to go!

……

A study in the courtyard.

At this moment, one old and one young are sitting on the futon.

There is no desk or office equipment in the study.

Instead, they burned incense and chanted scriptures and Buddha.

There is tea being cooked between the futons, and the old man is dressed in green clothes. He seems to be in Zen, but also seems to be a Buddhist layman.Over eighty years old, but looks energetic and clear-eyed.

She is an old lady.Probably from Grandma Ye's generation, or even a girlfriend from that era?

Otherwise, how could she rest in such a different courtyard in Longyuan Pavilion?

And the one sitting cross-legged across from her was none other than the famous Happy Buddha in Jianghu.

The proud student of the old monk Zhao Xianhe.

A flourishing evildoer who never took Zhao Xianhe seriously.

The tea is boiling.

The Happy Buddha sitting cross-legged slowly picked up a cup, but just took a sip and didn't put it into his mouth: "Your tea is hard to swallow."

"It's indeed old tea." The old man nodded slowly, and a slight smile gradually appeared in his clear and wise eyes. "It seems that you have taught yourself what Xiao Zhao doesn't understand over the years."

"I still haven't learned one thing he knows." A smile appeared on Happy Buddha's delicate and almost pretty face.

"Oh?" The old man asked with a smile. "What is it?"

"Murder." The Happy Buddha put down his teacup again and said slowly. "I have been a beginner for many years, and I haven't killed yet."

"It's a good thing." The old man nodded with a complicated expression. "At least for you, it's a good thing."

"How can you become a Buddha if you haven't been to hell?" asked the Happy Buddha. "You have recited scriptures and recited Buddha for decades, but have you ever thought that Buddha is the way?"

"What way?" asked the old man.

"The way of hell. The way of killing." Happy Buddha said slowly. "I don't touch the way of hell or killing in my life. How can I become a Buddha?"

"The world calls me the Happy Buddha." The corner of the Happy Buddha's lips smiled, but his tone gradually revealed hostility. "Don't give up your life to taste the pain, taste the suffering. How to understand the true meaning of happiness?"

The old man fell silent.

Although she has been reciting sutras and chanting Buddha for decades, when it comes to Buddhist practice, there is a huge gap between her and Happy Buddha.

Even Zhao Xianhe, the old monk who led him to the door, couldn't stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

It is very reasonable and reasonable to praise him as a genius and extraordinary talent, and it is not excessive.

"Is that what you wanted to say when you met me today?"

After a moment of silence, the old man looked at the Happy Buddha sitting opposite her.

He was delicate and elegant, and his clear eyes seemed to be free from impurities.

But the old man knew that this young man was already a terrifying existence that even his master Zhao Xianhe could not control.

Of course, in terms of realm, she couldn't even compete with it.

The reason why she can sit and chat with him is because she is the happy Buddha's grandma, dear grandma!

The Happy Buddha shook his head, with a smile still on his delicate face.

But the old man couldn't find any family affection from this smile, let alone closeness.

He is like a piece of wood without emotion.

And it seemed——the hostility was rampant!

Last night, following the wishes of her only grandson, she found an unreasonable reason and detained Lao Zhuang, the founder of Dragon Hunter.

And relying on her superb skills in the military, she suppressed this matter.

After that, she didn't intervene again, but left Lao Zhuang in the wing room in the other courtyard.

Neither scolding nor harsh.It's delicious and delicious.It just restricted Lao Zhuang's freedom.

Today, she knows what the purpose of Happy Buddha is.

He attracted Tang Huan, a young upstart who made a name for himself in Forty-Nine City.

At the same time, he is also the only grandson of Duke Tang!

"I just want to see what you can do for me." Happy Buddha smiled elegantly.It looks both friendly and easy-going like a monk.

"I can do more for you than you can imagine." The old man said calmly.

"Including cutting off my six roots and destroying my seven emotions?" Happy Buddha asked with a smile.

"I'm protecting you." The old man sighed softly.

In this matter, she really couldn't confide too much to Happy Buddha.

"Maybe." Happy Buddha pursed his lips and nodded.

Seeing that the Happy Buddha didn't have anything to say, the old man couldn't help asking: "Did you attract Tang Huan to deal with him?"

If so, the old man hopes that his only grandson can be a little more rational.

Even if he really hated Tang Huan, he was not in a hurry.

Yao Dongting, the number one young man in the capital, had already made the first move.

And teamed up with the former empress of the capital, Mu Haruko.

Instead of charging recklessly, it is better to sit back and enjoy the success, sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight.

This is the most basic common sense, and she believes that the Happy Buddha will not understand.

"No." Happy Buddha shook his head lightly.In his eyes, there was a strange color that the old man couldn't understand.

"Why is that?" asked the old man.

"Deal with my master, Zhao Xianhe." Happy Buddha said calmly.

It sounded like he didn't have any hesitation, or confusion.

As if doing such a thing, he does not have the slightest burden.

It's like reciting a section of the Diamond Sutra, it's an understatement, and it's extremely calm.

Against Zhao Xianhe?

why?

The old man frowned slightly, very puzzled.

Even though he is wrong in every way, he is the master who cultivated you as an adult after all.

If it is not necessary, why deal with Zhao Xianhe?

"Why do you do this?" the old man asked.

"He wants to kill my sister." Happy Buddha said calmly.

"I've already said it." The old man frowned. "She's not your sister. It's just that we arranged to accompany you."

"I said yes." Happy Buddha said slowly. "She is."

"You said it. It doesn't count."

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