my relatives are a bit much

Chapter 925 Jiang Liu'er was taught crooked!
Three days later.

Chen Guangrui went to Jiangzhou to take up his post, and Jiang Liuer's life returned to calm. Every day he either chanted scriptures and Buddha, or practiced a few exercises that appeared in his mind at some point.

During the practice, Master Faming was always with him.

This old monk, who was misled by Pan Haodong, learned "Dawei Tianlong" and "Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand" from his apprentice, and his appearance became more and more majestic.

The kind eyebrows and kind eyes are still there, but the easy-going and closeness of the past is missing.

However, Master Fa Ming didn't care about these things.

With the golden dragon tattoo on his shoulders, he has killed monks and villains for a generation, and he has never been soft-hearted.

As a result, the reputation has spread more and more widely.

For the next three years.

Jiang Liu'er was taken out of Chang'an by Master Faming every three days, and went to various parts of the Central Plains to subdue demons.

Pan Haodong would sometimes take him out to instill various modern ideas, and from time to time he would set an example by himself, teaching Jiang Liuer good and evil, right and wrong.

Jiang Liu'er, who was the second disciple of the Buddha in his previous life, is already intelligent, able to understand everything, and can often draw inferences from one instance to another.

Three years is enough for Jiang Liuer to absorb a complete set of values ​​of modern orientalism.

Unconsciously.

Tang Sanzang, a holy monk of a generation, became Tang Sanzang.

Those who kill and set fire to are buried.

***Female, buried.

Those who cannibalize people will be buried.

When encountering these three types, whether it is a human or a demon, it is not wrong to bury them.

Jiang Liu'er came from an extraordinary background. After only three years of practice, she has a mana power far superior to that of Master Faming. It is easy to hunt and kill thousand-year-old monsters alone, and she is only one step away from becoming a fairy.

This made Pan Haodong couldn't help but sigh.

The reincarnation of gods and Buddhas with a background is different. No wonder those gods in the sky like reincarnation at every turn. As long as there are people with talent, it will take some time to recover their mana. However, the benefits of reincarnation and re-cultivation are immediate.

Not to mention anything else, one more lifetime of experience will give you one more realm of understanding, which will be of great benefit to your future practice.

It's like Pan Haodong can't stay idle and always likes to leave the world of Hong Kong TV.

Only by seeing a lot can we know a lot!
……

Zhenguan ten years.

Jiang Liu'er officially became a monk, with the dharma name Xuanzang.

This year, Tang Seng.

Li Lizhi is 16 years old.

Li Mingda is four years old.

They have a common identity, that is Pan Haodong's adopted son and adopted daughter.

Taught the Buddhist exercises to the adopted son, and the adopted daughter must not ignore it. Because the two daughters stayed with their mother and were in poor health, Mr. Pan specially created a new body for them. Tang Seng is also the best among the practitioners in the world.

three years.

Enough to make them reborn.

Of course, Sizi is young, she only started at three and a half years old, so the effect is definitely not as good as Li Lizhi's. Every time she practiced, Pan Haodong had to watch over her, for fear that the little girl might accidentally go crazy.

Sizi, who was smart since he was a child, used this reason to pester his godfather every day.

Half a year down.

The godfather is almost becoming a real father.

So.

The little girl was closer to her godfather than to her real father Li Shimin, so angry that Tang Emperor Li Shimin's teeth itch.

this day.

After accompanying his goddaughter, Pan Haodong returned to the steamed stuffed bun shop from the palace, and found a gentleman in white, sitting in front of the fortune-telling stall next door, asking Yuan Shoucheng about tomorrow's weather.

The visitor has the air of mountains and rivers, and his identity is ready to be revealed.

He knew it was a coincidence.

"...Clouds pass over the top of the mountain, and fog covers the fence. If you want to ask about Shui Ze, it must be in the Ming Dynasty."

Yuan Shoucheng gave an answer.

The white-clothed scholar with a slightly arrogant expression opened his white paper fan and said, "What do you mean?"

Yuan Shoucheng smiled indifferently, and explained in detail: "Clouds are spread at the time of day, thunder is at the time of day, it rains at noon, and the rain stops before the time. The water is three feet three inches and forty-eight points."

The scholar in white said, "Do you really mean what you said, sir?"

"Haha~~" Yuan Shoucheng said with a smile: "I set up a stall to help people tell fortunes, how can I not take it seriously? Isn't this self-defeating?"

The scholar in white stood up and said, "Well, if it rains tomorrow, and the time and rain count are right, I will give you 50 taels of tuition. If it doesn't rain, and the time and rain count are wrong, then I will smash your facade. I'll drive you out of Chang'an so that you don't talk nonsense again."

Yuan Shoucheng was full of confidence, cupped his hands and said, "Then please come back after the rain tomorrow, sir."

"Humph~~"

The scholar in white snorted coldly and walked away.

At this time, Pan Haodong went to the booth, picked up Yuan Shoucheng's teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "Daoist Yuan, we are also old friends, tell me, is the Dragon King of Jinghe destined to cut the dragon?" Take a walk on the stage?"

"Mr. Pan, to tell you the truth, this Yelong is really a key figure. If he doesn't die, and the ghosts don't harass Li Shimin, the Emperor Tang won't hold a water and land meeting and let your adopted son preside over it..."

Yuan Shoucheng said bluntly: "That's the thing. When your adopted son reaches the age, the Great Tribulation of Journey to the West will start automatically. There is no Jinghe Dragon King, but there will be Weihe Dragon King and Baishuihe Dragon King. Things have to have a beginning."

"Mr. Pan, the old Taoist knows that you are a good person, but there are some things that you must not intervene unless necessary, otherwise you will be lost forever!"

"Don't worry, the Dragon King of Jinghe River has no relatives or reason with me. It wants to kill itself, and I can't control it."

Yuan Shoucheng's kind words of persuasion moved Pan Haodong very much, but there are still some things to say: "It's just that you tell the old fisherman every day, and let him catch a lot of fish and shrimp in the Jing River, which will easily damage the Jing River. For the natural environment, it’s enough to count it for the old fisherman once in a while, and help him every day, the fish and shrimp in the Jinghe River will disappear sooner or later.”

"Young Master, you are joking. How can a fisherman have such great power, but these old fishermen have indeed caught a lot of fish. You are right. I will not help him anymore."

Yuan Shoucheng tirelessly helped the old fisherman, not because of the carp given by the fishermen, but because he deliberately angered the Jinghe Dragon King. This unlucky guy was targeted by the Buddha and the Jade Emperor, and was destined to have bad luck.

In fact, as long as the Jinghe Dragon King doesn't seek death and admits defeat honestly, it won't be a big deal.

If you want to blame it, blame him for not being able to practice well and not being in a good state of mind.

Maybe if you walk on the dragon-cutting platform once and rebuild it in the next life, you can get a higher fruit status.

Journey to the West catastrophe, just like the previous catastrophe of conferring gods, crises are often accompanied by opportunities, and you can see that those who enter the arena can't grasp it. Although the big cake in the sky has already been divided up, but they can control it. Live, it's good to be able to fish as much as you want, those soups and waters that big bosses don't like, are also great opportunities that can't be met for little gods and demons like the Dragon King of Jinghe River.

Journey to the West is about to start, and the map of Chang'an is almost over.

After casually chatting with Yuan Shoucheng, Pan Haodong went back to the store, wrote a notice and posted it outside the door.

"Closed the day after tomorrow."

"Unlimited supply tomorrow."

"Business hours, from Mao Shi to Shen Shi..."

Without any reason, it just went out of business for no reason.

For diners who are used to eating delicious meat buns and soup dumplings in the past three years, it seems like the sky is falling.

Fortunately, Pan Haodong didn't do anything wrong, and gave some old gourmets a chance to stock up on steamed buns. How much they can buy on the last day depends on their luck.

(End of this chapter)