How to solve problems when practicing the Tao

Chapter 79
A huge thunderbolt split from the sky, as if it was about to split the sky.The deafening thunder followed by the roar, and the rain became more urgent.

"Is it over?" Qin Xiaoying asked.There is no trace of Dao Yuan on him, he just wants to take a nice bath, change into clean clothes, and then go to bed.

"It's over." Zhaoshi Mingjing nodded affirmatively.

Cang Yue had gone away at some point, he didn't like others to thank him.The Juggernaut has always had a weird temper.

"We're leaving too." Sichu, Rushi Boluo, and Li Jiran also bid farewell to Qin Xiaoying.

"Don't forget, you are also a non-staff member of our killer organization now." Si Chu laughed.

"Well, I will definitely help if there is anything." Qin Xiaoying knew how much the three of them helped him this time, so he was naturally grateful.

"Finally, I want to ask a question, what happened to the disguise technique?"

Si Chu and Ru Shi Bo Luo looked at Li Ji Ran.

"Although some people are the most failed killers."

"But it happens to be the most brilliant Yirong master in the world."

"He has a pair of dexterous hands that no one else can match, so his disguise skills are also the best in the world." Regarding the good points of their friends, Si Chu and Ru Shi Bo Luo have never hesitated to mention them to others.

"We moved Yixiao's body away just to see what the old monk looked like and let him make a mask. But we didn't expect that you would kowtow dozens of times because of this." Si Chu said. "So, I'm sorry."

Only then did Qin Xiaoying understand why Yixiao's body suddenly disappeared. It turned out to be the fault of these three.

"Young master kowtows in exchange for Huashangzong's delisting from then on. It's also a great joy in life, isn't it?" Qin Xiaoying said with a smile.

"Let's go drink!" Rushi Boluo yelled.

"I don't know how to drink." Zhao Shiming said.

"When a monk doesn't even drink wine, what kind of Buddha is he? Let's go." Rushi Boluo called Zhaoshimingjing to go with him.

"But……"

"It's nothing to worry about, let's go." Rushi Boluo interrupted Zhaoshimingjing's worry.

"You don't want to take someone to my Drunken Fairy for free again, do you?" Si Chu asked.

"When you encounter such a happy event, it would be too vulgar to go to other places instead of yours." Rushi Boluo said.What's more, I took a young monk to visit the brothel. This kind of thing, to Rushi Boluo, is much more interesting than drinking itself.

Asking how much you can worry is like two monks going to a brothel.

"Fuck, I know. You pay for your own money, and I'll pay for theirs." Si Chu said.

"You won't be so stingy, will you?" Rushibala protested.

"For a certain kind of person who eats and drinks for free, it is appropriate to be stingy."

"I despise you." Rushi Boluo kicked Sichu's ass.

"You haven't had any wine for a month in a row." Si Chu said angrily.

"Brother, I was wrong, I don't dare to do it next time." So Bo Luo immediately changed into another appearance, and everyone ignored him and walked away. "Hey, wait for me, my leg hurts and I can't walk fast."

When they walked away, two people appeared in the Yan Grottoes, one with a stern face, dressed in a white monk's robe, and the other in a Chinese dress, with a Confucian shirt and a silk scarf.

"What do you think?" the monk asked.

"Isn't my opinion the same as yours, friend?" the Confucian said with a smile.

"He can further understand the 'truth' of this world." The monk said.

"It's still early, it's still early, he's not yet 16, wait another year or two." Confucian said.

"Time waits for no one," the monk sighed.

"For his growth, we must create some more time." The Confucian sighed, "It's a pity that we have to keep running around again. Don't let him have any accidents, otherwise our layout will be in vain. gone."

"In the future, with the Mirror of the World by his side, there should be no problem." The monk said.

"I hope so." The Confucian nodded.

"Let's go, there are still many things for us to do." The Confucian said.

"En." The monk turned into a streamer together with him, and left the Yan Grotto.

If a storyteller saw the two of them, he would be surprised.Because those two people are Ye Qingcheng, one of the righteous ways of martial arts, and Feng Junyi, the head of the Confucian dragon.

The rain finally stopped, and the sun stubbornly cast a few rays of sunshine from the gaps in the dark clouds, bringing a bit of gentle warmth to the world.

Zuixianfang is brightly lit, with the sound of warblers and swallows, and the spring scene on the first floor, but there are very few pens and inks, so it is inconvenient to speak.Let's just talk about a private room on the second floor. There are several men in the banquet, and there are two teenagers, one is a young Taoist priest and the other is a monk.

Listening to the laughter outside the building, the human nature in the elegant hall is much duller.Sichu sat on the main seat, Qin Xiaoying and Zhaoshimingjing sat next to him, and Rushi Boluo and Li Jiran sat at the head.They ate vegetarian meals, and everyone was eating silently, and the obscenities outside seemed to have nothing to do with them.

"Why didn't you let the girl come?" Rushipala asked.

"Why do you say!" Si Chu took a sip of tea and asked lightly.

"Boys will grow up too, why don't you let your girls help them become real men!" Rushi Boluo said.

"Get out!" Li Jiran mercilessly.

"I just want to discuss the possibility with you. I feel like something is missing with a group of old men at the celebration banquet." Rushi Boluo didn't care about Li Jiran at all.

"It doesn't matter to me." Qin Xiaoying said with a smile.

"Look, Qin Xiaoying said it doesn't matter anymore." Rushi Boluo immediately shouted.

"Shut up! He doesn't care because he hasn't figured out what this place is!" Si Chu said angrily.

"Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form. The difference between men and women is actually not that big." Zhaoshi Mingjing recited the Buddha's name.

"It's not that big of a difference? You go and give birth to a baby for me." If Boluo looked at this little monk, the more he disliked him, why did he always look like an eminent monk?

"Why give birth to you? I'm a monk. I just want to save you, and don't care about giving birth to your baby." Zhao Shimingjing recited the Buddha's name.

"..." Zhao Shimingjing was also very eloquent, so Bo Luo couldn't take advantage of it at all.

"It's decided, let's change the scene." Si Chu stood up and said.

"Where are you going?" Qin Xiaoying asked.

"Go to a place where you can drive ladders." Si Chu said.

"I don't want to go." The color monk is nostalgic for the world of mortals.

"If you don't go, you have to go!" Li Jiran would always use violence against this kind of person who is more happy than alone.

"Qin Xiaoying." A group of five people were walking towards the transition point, but Zhaoshi Mingjing suddenly called Qin Xiaoying to a stop.

"En?" Qin Xiaoying was a little puzzled.

"Someone wants to see you." Zhaoshi Mingjing said solemnly.

"What's wrong?" Seeing the two of them stop, Si Chu turned around and asked.

"You go first, we will look for you later." Qin Xiaoying waved his hand.

"Understood, the Baiyelou is on the left side of this intersection, it's easy to find." Sichu said.

"En." Qin Xiaoying agreed.

"What's wrong?" Li Jiran also stopped and asked Sichu.

　Li Jiran: We went drinking, how about some recommendation tickets?
　　


(End of this chapter)