Genius playboy

Entering the room where Zi Ling was, Jiang Feng diagnosed Zi Ling's pulse, and Shui Qingqian was responsible for talking with Zi Ling.

The two daughters themselves are good friends. During this period of time, Ziling was ill in bed. Even though Shui Qingqian couldn't help her with anything, she would still come to visit Ziling several times a day. The friendship between the sisters grew stronger and stronger. It's deep.

"Jiang Feng, is sister Ziling alright?" Shui Qingqian asked while talking with Ziling.

"It's nothing serious, it will recover after a period of rest," Jiang Feng said.

"Well, that's great. The peach blossoms should be in bloom by then. Let's go see the peach blossoms together." Shui Qingqian said happily.

Jiang Feng and Zi Ling looked at each other without saying a word. Jiang Feng knew that he would not stay at Shui's house for a long time, and the reason why he stayed was largely because of Zi Ling.

Ziling was almost killed because of his injury. He couldn't abandon Ziling, but Jiang Feng also knew that he might leave before Ziling's injury fully recovered.

Ziling didn't speak because she saw Jiang Feng and Shui Qingqian walking hand in hand earlier, and in her opinion, they were such a good match. To say that the three of them went to see the Manshan Peach Blossom together, romance is romance, but her The situation must be very embarrassing, so she didn't want to go.However, Shui Qingqian kindly invited her, and she couldn't think of how to refuse for a while.

"What's the matter, don't talk, isn't my suggestion bad?" Shui Qing wrinkled her nose and said.

"When the time comes, you and Jiang Feng will go see it together."

"When the time comes, you and Ziling will go see it together."

The two voices spoke in unison. After finishing speaking, Jiang Feng and Zi Ling were stunned, especially Zi Ling, who was startled, and his face, which was as pale as paper due to excessive blood loss, suddenly turned crimson. .

Shui Qingqian stuck out her tongue and said, "What's the matter with you two, even the tone of your speech is exactly the same."

She was talking, looked at Jiang Feng, then at Ziling, suddenly smiled, and said: "Really, I don't want to say it directly, I won't put a knife on your neck with you."

Fortunately, Shui Qingqian was pure in nature, and didn't have any associations with Jiang Feng and Zi Ling's words. After muttering something, he pulled Zi Ling to talk again, but he didn't know whether he ignored Jiang Feng intentionally or unintentionally. .

How could Jiang Feng fail to see that she still complained to him because of that sentence after all, but this silly woman, even if she complained about someone, was always childish.

……

Three days later, Jiang Feng returned to Los Angeles and appeared at the White Horse Temple.

Jiang Feng came to the White Horse Temple this time to see the little living Buddha. Jiang Feng was always suspicious about the secret of the ancestral land of the twelve cultivating families that the little living Buddha told him last time, so he came here this time to verify it.

"Benefactor Jiang, the living Buddha is not in the temple." Jiang Feng was entertained by a handsome young monk, who asked Jiang Feng's purpose here and apologized.

"Oh? I don't know where the little Living Buddha went?" Jiang Feng frowned.

"This little monk doesn't know." The little novice shook his head.

"Do you know when you'll be back?" Jiang Feng asked again.

"Little Living Buddha walks on behalf of the White Horse Temple and preaches the Dharma. He seldom stays in the temple. He may come back in just a few days, or it may take a few months." The little novice still shook his head.

The little living Buddha was not there, so Jiang Feng didn't stay long, and left after drinking a cup of tea, and then Jiang Feng went to Chankong Temple.

Speaking of which, one of the purposes of his trip to Los Angeles was to meet Master Wu Wu. Counting this time, this was already the third time he had come here.

When he came here for the second time, Master Liaozhi told him that Master Wu Wu would not meet him for the time being, and was waiting for a chance in the future. Jiang Feng still didn't know what the so-called chance was, but if he still couldn't meet Master Wu Wu this time, He was about to leave Los Angeles, so Jiang Feng still made this extra trip.

But this time, he still couldn't see Master Wu Wu, and the one who received him was Master Liao Zhi whom he had seen last time.

"Mage Wu Wu hasn't come back yet?" Jiang Feng asked.

"I came back, but left again." Master Liaozhi replied.

"When did you come back? When did you leave?" Jiang Feng asked.

"It's been more than a month since I came back, and I left this morning." Master Liaozhi said with a smile, as if he was deliberately watching Jiang Feng's joke.

Seeing the old monk's tired and almost shameless expression, Jiang Feng was speechless for a while, and couldn't help asking, "Master Liaozhi, are you sure you're not kidding me?"

"No, monks never tell lies." The smile on Master Liaozhi's face disappeared, and he spoke solemnly.

Jiang Feng sighed and said, "It seems that I have nothing to do with Master Wuwu."

"No, Benefactor Jiang has a very deep fate with enlightenment." Master Liaozhi shook his head and said, "It's just that he doesn't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, just because he is in this mountain."

Master Liaozhi uttered a sentence of meditation, but Jiang Feng's heart moved when he heard it, and asked, "You mean that I have met Master Wu Wu? It's just that I don't know that I have met Master Wu Wu?"

"Benefactor Jiang's wisdom is deeply planted, and it is very valuable. Unfortunately, the evil spirit is too strong. I am destined to miss my Buddha in this life. It is a pity. You are kind." Master Liaozhi's face changed again, and he changed into a smiling face.

Jiang Feng was speechless. He doubted whether this guy was a real monk or a wild monk, but he ignored it. He asked patiently, "I don't know when I met Master Zhiwu. I hope the master can enlighten me."

Master Liaozhi smiled without saying a word, stretched out a finger, and pointed to a small artificial lake next to it. The surface of the lake was shimmering, and several koi scrambled for food, stirring up water splashes one after another.

Jiang Feng followed, confused and puzzled, but Mage Zhizhi stopped talking and left on his own. Jiang Feng looked at the back of Master Zhi's school of eminent monks who looked a little unpredictable, and wanted to rush Go forward and kick him to eat shit.

But in the end Jiang Feng resisted the urge. He turned his head to the side, looked at the lake, looked at the swimming koi, and thought about the profound meaning of Master Zhi's finger pointing.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly realized that Master Liao Zhi's casual finger was not referring to the scenery, let alone the mirror-like water surface, but the fish.

"Fish? It's really interesting." Jiang Feng laughed loudly, and his whole body suddenly became cheerful.

He thought of the Diao old man standing beside the Yellow River, whose behavior was weird and unpredictable, and his identity was even more unknown.

Originally, although Jiang Feng thought that Diao Sou was weird, he never had any other associations. It was just that Master Zhi's casual finger was telling Jiang Feng that Diao Sou was the Master Enlightenment who saw the head and tail of the dragon.

However, Jiang Feng's face became a little strange after he recognized that the old man was the master of enlightenment. A meat-eating eminent monk, it is estimated that if someone knows about this and realizes the master's deeds, he will probably be shocked Destroyed once, right?

……

The courtyard is deep, the meditation room is closed, and the air is filled with rich sandalwood. An old monk with white eyebrows is sitting on the bedding in the middle of the meditation room. Beat the wooden fish.

He looks dignified, his facial features are sharp-edged, a little withdrawn and stern, but at this moment, chanting Buddha and chanting sutras, it gives people a sense of incomparable compassion. These two completely different sensory impressions are added to him, causing him to invisibly He seemed somewhat contradictory.

The door of the meditation room was gently pushed open by a white hand. The afternoon sun shone obliquely into the room, and a figure walked slowly into the meditation room against the sunlight.

The old monk was as motionless as a mountain, as if he had never heard the sound of a door being pushed open, let alone the sound of someone's footsteps, whether it was the movement of twisting the Buddha beads or knocking on the wooden fish, they were all the same.

The visitor seemed to have been used to such a scene, walked in lightly, sat down behind the old monk at a distance of two meters, and began to speak.

"Master, Jiang Feng came to the White Horse Temple today." This seemed to be an opening remark. When he said this, the visitor's voice paused slightly. It just happened to shine on his face, his face was delicate and handsome, and he was definitely a first-class handsome man in the world, but it was a pity that he had a big shaved head with a distinct ring scar on his head, but he was a monk.

If Jiang Feng had seen him, he would have recognized that this person was the little living Buddha he had failed to find. This place is still in the White Horse Temple. However, although the little living Buddha was always there, he did not go to meet Jiang Feng. The little novice sent Jiang Feng away.

"He came to look for me, but I haven't seen him. It seems that he has become suspicious of me." After a while, the Little Living Buddha continued to speak.

There was no need for the old monk to reply, he just talked to himself, and then said: "Jiang Feng, I originally wanted to nail him to the Twelve Family as a nail, but I didn't expect that his nail would be so Assassin, it seems that it's time to pull out this nail."

Then I heard the little Living Buddha say: "In addition, those three immortals from the Xu family, the Dai family and the Qiao family are now looking for you all over the world. Look, it is you or I. Get those three flies away as soon as possible." Shoot to death."

Having said that, the little living Buddha just stopped talking, closed his mouth slightly, and started chanting scriptures with the old monk. Every word he said was enough to cause a big earthquake outside, but seeing him like this, It was as if those words were not what he said at all.

And the most important point is, probably no one would have thought that the retreat place of the old man of the Guo family was not a place of bitter cold and mystery, but the White Horse Temple.Moreover, he is also the master of the little Living Buddha. Once this news is revealed, it will definitely shock the world.

However, from the beginning to the end, the old monk had absolutely no intention of speaking. No matter what the little living Buddha said to him, he couldn't make him react in the slightest, just like a rock as immovable as a mountain.

Only the little living Buddha knows that this is the old monk who is not practicing Zen. Once the meditation is perfect, it will be the time for the old monk to leave the customs. At that time, if the old monk waved his hand and opened his mouth casually, it would definitely cause a bloody storm !