Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 208 Mediating Elderly Disputes ([-]) [Daily]

envy?

Not so much.

Master Yixiu was shocked and relieved.

After all, the imprisonment of the Dharma End is becoming more and more serious, and the new generation’s practice environment is extremely harsh. In another three to fifty years, I am afraid it will not be the Dharma End, but the era of difficult Taoism.

Because of this, any family among Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism that can preserve their own heritage and carry it forward will be happy in their hearts.

The three of them looked at each other for a moment, and the master spoke first:
"May I ask who this Taoist brother is?"

"Don't dare to take it as a small Taoist disciple, Qianhe..."

Meng Fan gave a brief introduction, and his words were also very polite.

"It turns out that he is Taoist Master Qianhe's disciple. No wonder he has such cultivation at such a young age."

Master Yixiu put his hands together and smiled, looked to his side and introduced, "This is my apprentice Qing Qing."

"Hello girl."

"Good sir."

In this way, even if we know each other.

At this time, Jiale walked out of the kitchen and said in surprise: "Master, you are here, hurry up, go in and sit down first, have a cup of tea, breakfast will be ready in a while."

"let me help you."

Qingqing left on her own initiative.

"Master please."

Meng Fan raised his hand and faced the hall.

Soon.

In the main hall, Uncle Simu and Master Yixiu wiped the tea from their faces and began to greet each other.

"I haven't seen you for such a long time. I thought you went to Western Paradise."

"I have been there, but they asked me to come back and bring you there."

The verbal exchange was not enough, and the tea cup they were wrestling with earlier was just a trivial matter. The two of them used the table as a battlefield. You pushed and I carried, neither of them wanted to back away, and they started bumping into each other in the hall.

How can he have the image of a superior person?

Meng Fan had no intention of getting involved in such a trivial matter. He followed the tempers of the two of them and did not say much to persuade them. He just collected the cactus placed in the corner in advance to prevent anyone from being at a disadvantage and bumping into it and causing pain.

After a while, Junior Brother Jiale brought in a new table with great foresight.

Porridge, peanuts, potato chips, tofu, vegetables, pickles, and pickles.

Very rich.

Just no meat.

The five people sat down one by one, and before his junior brother could say anything, Meng Fan picked up the porridge bowl, added some side dishes, and hid at the door to eat.

Seeing this, Jia Le did not dare to delay, and kindly reminded Qing Qing, then he ignored her and quickly left this land of right and wrong.

After a fight, the two elders were both angry. As Uncle Four Eyes started fighting again, a new struggle began and became more and more intense.

"Eat this for you,"

"Eat this."

"give you to eat."

"eat!"

Reliving the famous scene, Meng Fan felt a little relaxed. After all, the master would be escorting the royal zombies over in a few days, and the peak competition was about to begin.

Strategically despise the enemy.

Tactically focus on the enemy.

He has the belief that he will win, but he cannot take it lightly. During this trip, he must help his master escape smoothly and win this peak competition!
Just as they were thinking about it, the war at the dinner table entered a fierce stage. The master and the uncle almost had to put the plate in each other's face. Qingqing, who was accidentally injured, had her face covered with food and left her seat aggrieved.

Jiale laughed out loud and said that he had already reminded him.Then he was stepped on by the angry Qingqing, and watched the other party walk away angrily.

"Senior brother, she is a bit unreasonable."

"Ah."

"But I think she's cuter."

"..." Meng Fan choked.

The first day of reunion between neighbors starts in this way, how will it end?

As the culprit who invited the master over, Jia Le could not avoid a scolding and was hunching his neck to clean up the mess on the floor.

Uncle Four Eyes wiped his face with a towel, looked at Meng Fan who was eating melon, and asked: "Good boy, I have been watching the show and didn't know how to help uncle."

"With your ability and my wise and martial uncle, you could have suppressed that smelly monk long ago."

What he said... Meng Fan felt helpless.

Two old kids are joking, can they be taken seriously?
I can't afford it, I slipped away.

It is worth mentioning that because the master came back, Jia Le, who was in charge of the three people's meals, refused to even cook fish, fearing that the next door would smell the fishy smell of meat and cause discomfort——

Monks who have not eaten meat for a long time will inevitably vomit once they smell the smell of meat.

In the end, Meng Fan was so miserable that he could only go to the surrounding mountains and forests to find food.

Rabbits are so cute, so be sure to add more chili pepper to remove the grassy smell, so that they will be delicious when grilled.

In order to give full play to the good habit of not eating alone, Meng Fan specially brought a roast rabbit with a slightly burnt skin to Uncle Four Eyes before dark.

inside the room.

The uncle started doing handiwork, coconut shells, tea bowls, cotton, wicks...

The morning and evening classes in Buddhism are very noisy. Wooden fish are knocked on before dawn, and the evening classes are held until midnight.

The sound of bells and chimes is really unbearable.

After all, the two families were so close together, and the soundproofing effect of the wooden house was not good. The uncle really couldn't bear it——

The corpse chaser stayed up late every day. After finally coming back and being able to live like a normal person, he naturally wanted to relax and sleep more.

"Xiaofan, you are back."

Looking at the barbecue that was handed over, a smile finally appeared on Si Mu's face: "You still have filial piety, Jia Le can't wait to move next door, hum!"

After saying this, he put down his work and began to eat meat. He was obviously a fellow-minded person who enjoyed all things meat.

This time, Meng Fan planned to take action.

It's not that he was being biased, the master's move was a bit excessive. The fourth-eyed master retreated, put a tea bowl in a coconut shell, stuffed it with cotton and a wick, and worked hard to overcome various difficulties and try to solve the problem on his own.

And the master must have known how to drive away corpses and burn people, but this is still the case... Doesn't Buddhism also have a lot of words that just need to be sincere?
The "Diamond Sutra" says: If you see me with forms and seek me with sounds, you will follow the wrong path and will not be able to see the Tathagata.

Is it a good idea to be sincere and respectful, not limited to external things, and let your neighbors live?
In the original play, the incident was a big deal. The uncle was holding a box of gold bars and was going to buy a house. Later, he couldn't bear it anymore, and tried to control the master, forcing him to pull out his own teeth.

"Ugh."

"Why are you sighing? Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you want to sleep, hurry up. Otherwise, if you don't wait a little later, the old monk next door will ring the bell and shake out your soul."

After washing his shiny hands, he rolled his eyes towards the next door and added: "If you want to meditate, just wait. When he fixes those things, whether you are enlightening or meditating, they will all be interrupted. Be careful of problems in your practice." .”

This... the problem of disturbing residents is not a serious one.

In fact, Meng Fan could activate the array and use the characteristics of Xunfeng to isolate the noise during these two periods and ensure that his uncle could have a good rest.

But this law treats the symptoms but not the root cause.

After reuniting with the master and finishing the peak match, it is time to part ways. Uncle Four Eyes will still be troubled from now on and must deal with the master...

Well, not in the physical sense.

"We have to find a way to find a balance. The master's nature is not bad, and he will sacrifice his life at critical moments. There will be no blood tomorrow morning."

Whispering in his heart, Meng Fan went out and looked at the moon. He had no choice but to wait until the evening classes next door were done before he could meditate again.

(End of this chapter)