Chapter 1951

"What is fate?"

"What is the avenue?"

"What is the significance of our existence? Has everything been arranged for a long time? "

"All of you must have accomplished Zuting. But are we puppets of Zuting or kings sitting on the top of Zuting? Who can give me the answer? Who is there? "

Hearing this almost singing words, the most secluded teahouse at the end of Bodhisattva street was quiet. The middle-aged uncle in Taoist costume patted his forehead and said, "I'm a teahouse here, not a pub. Are you stupid boy? Every time I come to zizhuxuan to drink tea, I can get drunk. If it disturbs the quietness of distinguished guests, I'll tell you to look good. "

"Not drunk, but crazy." Voice came from the table near the window.

"Oh, old uncle, you don't want to praise this kind of goods. The boy is in a muddle all day, and he doesn't know where the root of the disease is."

Just then, the bell came from the door. It was very nice.

From the door came a young man in black.

Taoists are used to meeting each other. When they look at this man, his eyebrows are towering and his eyes are like stars. His nose is straight to a certain extent, but he is not the solitary peak nose on the photo book, because his forehead, chin and two cheekbones are very good. He is the guardian of the four poles and the court of five mountains. He is full of heroic spirit.

However, this is just heroic spirit. It seems that it can not reach a higher level. Maybe it is a good hand to enter the ancestral period?

It is said that people can't be judged by their appearance. In Daoist's place, people can look at their appearance. He secretly says that it's not right. This man is so powerful! How can a period of ancestral court be limited to cover up the arrogance and despotism of one's own with exuberant heroism?

Other people were also looking at the young man in black, but they only gave a light glance, because in their eyes, the man may be because his hair was too long, so he casually wore a bun and inserted a branch as a hairpin.

If you look at the young people, they have neither jade pendant nor sword. Even their clothes are covered with a lot of dust.

Zizhuxuan is very elegant and also very popular, because it is located at the end of Bodhisattva street. Most of the guests sitting here have business in Bodhisattva street.

Selling incense, Buddhist scriptures, Buddha statues, ashes boxes and so on. This is the business of Bodhisattva street, but it's all small businesses. The real big business needs luck, and this small tea house is where they take their luck.

Every day near dusk, monks from several nearby temples may come and sit for a while. If they meet those monks who are responsible for purchasing goods and seize the opportunity to satisfy them, I am afraid they will wake up laughing in the next few months.

Therefore, the seemingly elegant teahouse is actually a hunting ground.

"Fate! Avenue! Change your life against the weather? Ha ha After drinking tea, the young man's eyes were slightly drunk and saw a figure sitting in front of him, because only he had an empty seat here.

"Hee hee, what's your name? My name is Yang Guo. My aunt likes to call me Guo'er. " The young man picked up his cheek and looked drunk at the dark haired youth who dared to approach him.

At this time, a small boss sneered: "you also Yang Guo, also Guo Er, think we have not seen the eagle knight errant?"? It's a famous piece of martial arts left over from the old times. I read it when I was a doll. "

Some people said, "it's no wonder that this little madman called himself Zhang San crazy last time. He was crazy three times a day! I really want to give him a kick. How dare you make fun of my Wudang founder! "

"Alas, the child is very poor. He has excellent accomplishments in three grades. I don't know who locked the heaven's cover and nearly destroyed his ancestral orifices. He often talks nonsense, which may be related to this."

The little teahouse was bustling. The Taoist who opened the teahouse was sitting behind the counter. Everyone didn't hear a word.

At this moment, the Taoist was shocked to the point that he could not add more.

He likes to give people face-to-face, but he doesn't drive away the little madman because he looks good. Although there are some disasters in recent years, there are noble people in his life to help him! They will not be depressed, and they will lose the chance to pursue Taoism and cultivate the truth.

When the young man in black sat beside the little madman, he saw that the face of the little madman had changed, and a very rare red light appeared on his forehead.

This is a sign of good fortune! However, what really shocked him was that seven or eight out of ten of the teahouses were blackened.

"What's the matter? Why do these tea makers get black? I? I'm not going to get dark in the printing hall, am I? " The Taoist was worried, and really wanted to let out his view of the heavenly principle and take a look at it.

Waiting for him to secretly put into action, a Buddha's name made these tea owners excited.

"Amitabha

The bell of the door is clear and crisp. From the door, three monks walk in. The first monk is dressed in white. He is beautiful and has ears and shoulders. The two monks around him are completely foil.

"Hello, master!"

"Monk Lei Xin! Today I saw the holy monk Lei Xin! "

These small bosses quickly suppressed their emotions and pretended to do what they should do. In fact, they all raised their hearts and thought about how to communicate secretly and strive to win enviable orders.

Since the monk walked into the teahouse, the little madman forced his upper body up with doubts and guesses in his eyes.The small owners carefully pondered that they could not disturb the monk's seclusion, so they turned their eyes to the monk.

The two monks are followers of the holy monks. I believe they will not ignore them as long as they give them enough benefits.

Suddenly, the small teahouse secretly launched a contest. The holy monk was like stepping on the edge of the secular world. He didn't care about these things. He picked up the good tea from the Taoist priest and drank it slowly.

After just a sip, Lei Xin frowned and looked at the teahouse keeper dressed as a Taoist and said, "Lin Sanren, why is your heart so chaotic?"

"Eh?" When the Taoist priest was stunned, he immediately realized that when he was making tea for the master, he thought that everyone would be in the dark, so he brought this mentality into the tea.

This is Lei Xin. Others can't taste it.

At this moment, the little madman shivered and yelled: "I remember, you are the devil who killed 1300 people in my family. Absolutely can't be wrong, although your face has changed, but your eyes, I will not admit it to death! "

Before the words fell, the little madman smashed his heavenly cover. It turned out that this was a seal, and a huge roar suddenly formed, and a ancestor spirit stepped out.

"Eh?" It was the turn of the young man in black to be surprised. He looked at the ancestral spirit with blood all over his body.

Lei Xin suddenly lost his good looks, let go of his silver cassock, and immediately wrapped up the small teahouse.

He looked carefully at the little madman and the ancestor spirit who broke through the heaven and stepped into the world, and said coldly: "it turns out that he is here with you. Indeed, the Cai family has got the blood of the dust-free emperor of the ape clan."

"Overlord gun!" The powerful ancestor spirit is unparalleled in the world. It is the ancestor spirit Xiang Yu selected by the ape emperor Wuchen by force.

Xiang Yu's fighting power was so strong that he pierced the chest of Lei Xin, a monk in white. However, Lei Xin folded his hands together and did not have the injury he had imagined. Instead, he put his hands together and said, "Amitabha!"

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