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Chapter 45 The rich monk Jia in ten directions!

"WTF?"

Li Zhengjing jumped in fright, and immediately moved his body freely, and immediately used the breeze following the shadow body technique, avoiding this golden magic subduing pestle!

Then he was about to draw his sword, when he saw a cassock coming towards him!
"Second brother, don't resist, I'll send you to the Western Paradise!"

"Fuck your grandfather!" Li Zhengjing immediately cursed!

"Isn't my grandfather your grandfather, why are you scolding him?"

The monk was full of tears, but his movements were very agile. He immediately tore off the Buddhist beads on his chest and threw them towards his face, crying at the same time, "Second brother, don't avoid it, let me save you!"

"Hey! Wu Na bald donkey, with your little ability, you dare to intercept and kill us, you are unlucky!"

A gentle voice came from above the sky, but it was hard to hide the excitement.

The monk quickly looked up, and saw a green-horned golden-feathered bird descending from the sky, breathing fire with its mouth open!
The monk was startled, and quickly took out an alms bowl and threw it into the sky!

In an instant, all the flames were contained by the bowl, and the light burst out, covering the green-horned bird directly!
The bowl fell to the ground and buckled down backwards, trapping the hanging bird in it!

But at this moment, Li Zhengjing drew out his saber, and slashed at the monk with a Wulei Duanyue Dao!
But the monk blocked it with his magic pestle, and then put a string of Buddhist beads around Li Zhengjing's neck.

"Second Brother... I knew that after you died, I was unwilling to let go of my resentment, and turned into a ghost. Now I am thinking about my younger brother, so I appeared in Xuanling Mansion, which is tens of thousands of miles away from the capital."

The monk burst into tears and sobbed, "My brother will send you on your way..."

Clap!
Li Zhengjing tore off the beads and slapped him on the face.

"Where did the bald donkey come from, spoiling my Dao heart?"

Before the voice fell, he kicked over again.

The monk was kicked to the ground by him, feeling the pain from his body, his face was changing, full of disbelief.

"Second Brother? Are you alive?"

"Even if you die, my master won't be able to die." The five-element fortune-telling tree waved its twigs and shouted, "Good people don't live long, and scourges last for thousands of years. My master's lifespan is as long as the sky!"

"Why is there still a monster?" The monk gasped and said, "Oh no, it seems that the little monk has fallen, and met a big monster who is proficient in the art of illusion..."

"Jia Shifang?"

Li Zhengjing came closer, looked at the monk who didn't have half a hair on his head, looked strange, and said: "You go to brothels every day, why do you become a monk?"

Monk Jia raised his head and looked at Li Zhengjing with an extremely complicated expression. After looking at him for a while, he touched his swollen face and said happily, "Second brother, are you really alive?"

Li Zhengjing kicked him.

Monk Jia screamed in pain, and when the pain passed, he was even more surprised.

"You are actually alive, how is this possible? When you were buried, I saw it with my own eyes. On your grave, I cried many times and burned several sticks of incense..."

"It's a long story." Li Zhengjing let out a breath, but he couldn't elaborate, he just asked, "Why are you here?"

"It's a long story."

Monk Jia lowered his head, a little ashamed to speak.

"Master, do you recognize this bald donkey?" The Five Elements Creation Tree waved its twigs and asked in surprise.

"His father is my uncle." Li Zhengjing said.

"It turns out that the master is the brother of the bald donkey." Wuxing Shuxin said.

"..."

Li Zhengjing looked at the monk, stroked his chin, and asked, "Long story short."

Monk Jia hesitated, "But I'm ashamed to say..."

Clap!
Monk's right cheek was also swollen.

"Second brother, don't do it!"

Monk Jia quickly waved his hand, and then explained the whole story one by one.

At the beginning, he was playing with a dozen girls in Qinghai Fucheng, when he first heard the bad news, he learned that the second cousin Li Zhengjing of Jian'anhoufu was poisoned for no reason and died, so he followed his father to the capital for the funeral.

"That day, I cried for a long time in front of your tomb, my mouth was dry and I had nowhere to drink water... I also remembered that you love to drink flower wine, and with your literary talents, you have left countless good names in various brothels in the capital."

Monk Jia quietly raised his head and said in a low voice: "So, in order to mourn you, I endured the pain and went to the flower house to drink and quench my thirst during your funeral."

"..."

Li Zhengjing had no expression on his face. He raised his leg and kicked him seventeen or eight times.

Lao Tzu is dead, you kid go to the capital to attend the funeral, how dare you drink flower wine?
Have the face to say condolences?Quenching his mother's thirst?

Li Zheng was in a bad mood, so he kicked again.

"Second brother, calm down, I am really going to mourn you."

Monk Jia hurriedly said: "You have written hundreds of excellent poems in the big brothels in the capital, and you are really famous! After you died, you made many brothel women cry, so I will help you comfort They...don't fight...don't fight..."

He hurriedly begged for mercy, and then continued: "The literati in the capital all recognize that you are talented, but it is a shame for the literati to indulge in the brothel and be too indiscreet! After you die, they think that the sky will be sunny and the moon will be bright from now on. They are very happy and happy. Went to the brothel..."

Li Zhengjing vaguely understood something, and said, "So someone robbed you of the oiran, and started a fight?"

Monk Jia quickly said: "The main reason is that I can't get used to someone mocking you for dying young..."

Speaking of this, he spread his hands again and said: "Second brother also knows that our Jia family's business covers half a big week, and we are rich and ten-fanged, so I am called Jia Shifang! When it comes to money, who can compare with me?" There are more Jia families? In the end, he was no richer than me, so he began to change his identity, saying that he was from Dali Temple..."

"At that time, I became angry. The monks in Dali Temple didn't shave their hair and didn't abide by the rules and regulations at all. They dared to visit brothels, and then beat him up in the name of Buddha."

"In the end, things got serious. I didn't expect that Dali Temple is not a monk's temple..."

Jia Shifang sighed: "Then my father scolded me for being ignorant, and I refused to accept it. I defended him and was beaten up by him. Then I was sent directly to King Kong Temple, a real monk temple, and became a monk. Monk."

"..."

Li Zhengjing frowned slightly, and said in his heart: "It seems that the current turmoil had already begun half a year ago. The Marquis of Jian'an sent me to the Yuhua Immortal Sect, and the Jia family sent Jia Shifang to the King Kong Temple...all for participating Before the big event, leave the last bloodline for the family?"

He vaguely felt that this incident should have started in the Marquis of Jian'an, and Jia Shifang was sent to Jingang Temple after Jia's family arrived in the capital and was reminded by his father.

"Having said that, King Kong Temple is also a 'Holy Land of Buddhism', which is as famous as the Three Great Immortal Sects."

Li Zhengjing glanced at him and said, "You should be after me when you entered the Vajra Temple. How come you have cultivated inner energy now? Could it be that your talent is higher than mine? And the treasures you use are all high-grade magic weapons... ...Could it be that the Vajra Monastery is cultivating you as the next Buddha?"

"This……"

Jia Shifang was a little twitching immediately, and said in a dazed voice, "It's mainly because my father expanded three Buddhist temples for the King Kong Temple, and helped the King Kong Temple spread Buddhist teachings in the Qinghai area, built 32 temples, and spread incense..."

Li Zhengjing was silent for a while, remembering his difficult situation in the first half year of Yuhua Xianzong, so he held him down and punched him seventeen or eight times.

"I hate rich people the most!"

"Your brotherly love will continue later! Let Master Bird out!"

The bowl kept shaking, and a voice came from inside, crying, "What kind of crap is this? It's suffocating the bird..."

Li Zhengjing felt a little helpless, and said, "Release it quickly!"

Monk Jia touched his head immediately, and said embarrassedly: "This... I have practiced the method of 'receiving' for the time being. As for the method of 'releasing', I haven't practiced it yet."

(End of this chapter)