C130 Hidden Dragon Lying Tiger Fan Jia Village

Fan Jia Village was a large village, but in the mountains, it was true. However, if Fan Jia Village was placed outside the mountains, its size … It was a big village.

However, no matter how big the village was, it was still just a village, but I didn't expect that there would be two people hidden in this village. Of course, if we include the old village chief, who didn't reveal anything, but was able to stand on equal footing with legendary figures like the Old Man Zhao, then there should be three of them.

"You two brothers are both people with great abilities! I was wrong. "

Fan Cunhu is the same as Fan Cunlong, he's a little simple and honest, but I didn't interact much with him, so I didn't find anything special about him.

Furthermore, when he was talking to the three brothers of the Fan family, Fan Cunlong's two brothers said that their brother was very powerful, but they didn't expect that their second brother was also a strong character.

Regarding Fan Cunlong's words, I do not have the slightest doubt.

Fan Cunlong laughed a little embarrassedly, and said: "In fact, Caizhi is also very strong, let's each have our own strengths."

"Bear? Third Bro? " I felt I had to re-examine the place in the mountains where I had little contact with the outside world.

Fan Cunlong said: "Yes! I'm good at bow, but Cun Hu's blade is very fast, saving a bear … I can kill all the beasts in the mountain with my arrows, and Cun Hu can even kill them with his blade. But the bears are very direct, he would usually catch those beasts that can kill, but only fight them in close quarters and beat them to death with his claws. "

"Hiss!" I sucked in a breath of cold air. How much strength would it take to kill a wild boar while grabbing it? To be able to bear with it, did it really fit that name. Would strength really be enough to compete with bear blind?

"Don't just let Cun Hu come out, you also need to bring Caizhi out as well. However, would the Old Village Chief be willing to release them? "

It was already impressive that Fan Cunlong walked out, but if he still asked the old elder for more people, it was unknown if the old man was willing to agree.

"There shouldn't be any problems, right?" Fan Cunlong did not dare to be completely honest with him. Towards the Old Village Chief, the entire Fan Jia Village had to maintain absolute respect.

I said, "Cun Long, you've really given me a great surprise! Then let's go tomorrow, let's hurry back. "

A day earlier would have the advantage of a day earlier. Looking at the Fan Jia Village now, I feel that that place is simply a magical treasure trove. I was wondering if I should find some time to go to the mountains and see more.

Fan Cunlong left Chang An early the next morning. He carried the two bows on his back and a quiver of arrows that only he could use. The mountain was very dangerous, so Fan Cunlong didn't dare be careless.

Wu Huai was also full of energy, so he came to me with a more detailed plan. According to my request, the Zheng line of antiquity does not favor only high-end society.

"Old Wu, you're already so old, so you need to pay more attention to your own body! "Don't waste your time trying to do other things. You'll tire your body out first. It's not worth it." He's a typical workaholic, especially when it comes to antiques.

"Boss, don't worry. I will definitely take good care of my body. You don't know, I feel as if I've become twenty years younger! " Wu Huai lamented.

I could only helplessly shake my head at his words. A person who had been suppressed for so long would definitely go all out when they suddenly saw the possibility that their ambitions could be fulfilled. Moreover, due to the excitement in their nerves, even they themselves wouldn't be able to notice many other things.

He could only rely on himself to slowly comprehend this kind of thing.

"Take this thing back and look through it. I believe you will be very interested in it." "Remember, unless it's the person you trust the most, not a single word of it can be leaked out."

I picked up a book I brought back from the old manor and handed it to Wu Huai. This book was the result of countless of Zheng Clan ancestors, countless geniuses, and even ghost talents having settled down to appraise antiques. I believe that these things definitely had a huge attraction to Wu Huai.

As expected, after he casually flipped through two pages of the book, his originally turbid eyes suddenly brightened up. He didn't say anything. After a long while, he closed the book and took a deep breath. Then, as if he was promising me, he said, "Boss, don't worry. Since you trust my Old Wu, I will not let you down. "

In this world, there was a feeling that made warriors die for their own friends. I think that's what Wu Huai is feeling right now? Unfortunately, after living for so many years, I still don't know what kind of feelings a soldier should have when he dies for his own friend.

Perhaps it is due to the blood flowing in my body, so I have never treated myself as a scholar.

"Alright, alright, no need to be so serious. We've known each other for so many years, yet I still don't know you. " I helped Wu Huai a lot, and Wu Huai also helped me a lot. Perhaps at first he was so devoted to me because of his gratitude, but gradually, he became a loyal follower.

Was this called charisma? I thought of the novels that were circulating in the market. The main character was a bright light that was always shrouded in the halo of his personality.

The demons and ghosts were scared out of their wits as they looked at him. A peerless beauty in the world, he could raise the blood pressure of a peerless beauty with just a flick of his finger, or even with just a glance, and then throw himself onto his bed like a hungry wolf, giving up all hope.

I felt as if there was saliva at the corner of my mouth. I wiped it away, but it didn't exist.

"Boss, if we were to make it big, we would have too many people. Should I call Huang San and Huang Si over for Chang An and arrange another two people to look after Weicheng's shop? "

Wu Huai didn't notice the abnormality when I was daydreaming, so he seriously gave me some advice.

I shook my head. "Old Wu, since I've said that I can trust you, I'll give you a hundred percent trust. You don't have to worry about that. As for who should or should not be used, that's up to you. San'er and Si Er will be training in the Weicheng for a while longer. When the time is right, I will naturally call them over to the Weicheng. "

A trace of emotion flashed through Wu Huai's eyes once again. He stood up and said, "Alright, I'll go back to work then."

In the past two days, he hadn't seen the owner of the big white dog, the one called Xu Ruo Zhi. I thought to myself, I've been wandering around the neighborhood these past few days and it's usually hard to even see a ghost, let alone see them.

If it wasn't for the lights in the villa turning on at night, I would even suspect that I was the only one living in this large purple sunflower garden.

Then I opened the Book of Amitabha, which was lying beside me, and read it carefully.

This scripture was not as difficult to understand as the other scriptures of the Buddha. Just as the Old Cube of the White Horse Temple had said, with just a word of the sutra, one could cross the ocean of suffering without any amitabha.

"If I smell it …" "The Buddha shines limitlessly, illuminating the entire kingdom. There is nothing that can obstruct his path. His name is Amitabha …"

It didn't seem to be that difficult with the < Buddha scriptures > and there were many places where people didn't know whether to laugh or cry. However, after carefully reading it, one would unconsciously take out the book and read it a second time, then a third and even a countless number of times.

This is a scripture of great wisdom that clarifies the principles of the world in plain sight. As I read it, I always felt as if something that seemed to be a thread had passed before my eyes. However, when I deliberately paid attention to it, I couldn't feel anything.

As for the Kitigarbha Sutra, after roughly reading it and picking it up again, one really needed courage. I even thought that maybe the Old Cube gave me the wrong hands, why would he give such a terrifying scripture to a mortal like me, who doesn't know what Buddha is, to study?

It was difficult to understand, and that was not a problem. Perhaps it was just like what the Old Cube had said. Due to the fact that the Earth Flower was about to leave my side, I had an extremely strong comprehension towards these things. Even if I could not explain in plain words what I wanted to say, I could understand clearly in my heart what those words meant.

It was a strange feeling that I had long since grown accustomed to. A lot of people have an ability to understand in a way that others can't. We usually call them 'geniuses'.

And those who are born with knowledge, we worship them in the temple, and call them the 'sages'. Just like a teacher.

"Kitigarbha Sutra", every word of this scripture seemed to be able to pierce through the evil thoughts of others! Every word was shocking. Just like what the Old Cube had said, if one was not careful, it was possible to bury the seeds of hell.

"It is a matter of great Bodhisattva as if it were an unfathomable divine ability. "However, after all living creatures are free from sin, not long after, they once again fell into evil ways …"

"I suddenly woke up. Kitigarbha has a very special status in Buddhism. Even though he is a Bodhisattva, he left behind the wisdom of Buddhism!" If I don't go to hell, who goes to hell? " Furthermore, he had made a great wish. As long as the Infernal Realm was not empty, he would not become a Buddha.

"This is a ruthless person, he has great perseverance!" I closed the 'Kitigarbha Sutra' in fear. This scripture was truly too strange, as though there was an unknown force affecting my mind.

Ordinary readers might feel that it was a little bit small, but the more they understood, the more they would feel fear and dread.

Three days was neither long nor short.

Finally, on the evening of the third day, Fan Cunlong brought Fan Cunhu to the copper courtyard.

Fan Cunhu's face still looked a little young. He was dressed in simple and crude clothes made of coarse cloth, and on his back was a Pu Dao. He stood in the living room, looking at the luxurious furnishings and the leather sofa, then looked at me and called out, "Zheng."

It was obvious that he was very reserved and did not look comfortable standing there.

A simple and unsophisticated youth that came from the mountains would soon no longer be innocent due to the outside world. I thought to myself, maybe I'm Deception?