Fast Transmigration: The villain is pampered and flirtatious

imperial capital.

After nearly a month, several people finally arrived at their destination.

The prosperity here is several times that of Ancheng.

Bustling crowds, beautiful and gorgeous buildings are countless.

The gadgets on the street are beautiful, and the small noodle figures are even more lifelike under the craftsmanship of the stall owner.

Meng Jiao was dazzled.

"Little Master Wuyuan, Mage Void, Zishu has some private matters to deal with, so let's leave now."

A group of people walked from the boat to land.

Zishu took Yan Yi to Kong Kong to say goodbye, his eyes glanced at Meng Jiao intentionally or unintentionally.

Little raccoon, we will see you soon.

Somehow.

Through Zishu's eyes, Meng Jiao understood what he meant.

She was full of doubts.

How could this person never forget himself?

"Little thing, are you reluctant to bear him?"

Kong Kong sees Meng Jiao's eyes since Zi Shu left, and has been staring at the direction he left.

He half-closed his eyes.

"Aww~" Meng Jiao shook her head hastily.

She couldn't bear it, she just couldn't bear it.

"Brother, shall we go to see the uncle now?" Wu Yuan asked.

Their uncle is also Abbot Ming Ji's younger brother, Master Zhi Zhi.

He is the abbot of Xiangguo Temple.

Compared with Pujing Temple, Xiangguo Temple has a bigger background.

That is the national temple in the imperial capital, and it was built by the emperor himself. The incense is very prosperous, and there are many believers who step into the Xiangguo temple.

Before the two set off, Abbot Mingji wrote a letter to Master Zhizhi.

It was explained that Kongkong and Wuyuan would come to the imperial capital.

At that time, he will live in Xiangguo Temple.

Therefore.

No chance to ask that.

Kong Kong thought for a while, nodded and said: "Well, okay, then go to Xiangguo Temple first."

It was also the first time for the two of them to come to the imperial capital.

I don't know how to get to Xiangguo Temple.

Fortunately, the Emperor's Temple is famous, and after a little inquiry, passers-by gave directions one after another.

The two asked for directions.

Came to Xiangguo Temple.

"Wow! Brother, is this really a temple? Why do I feel like I'm in the palace?"

Wuyuan opened his mouth slightly, with a look of surprise.

The void is fine.

Although he had never been to the imperial capital, he followed Abbot Ming Ji to many places to teach Buddhism since he was a child.

More or less have seen the bustling temple.

If he had no fate, he really had never left Pujing Temple, and his shock was understandable.

"Look at you, who have never seen the world, hurry up and restrain yourself. When your uncle sees you, you will think how shabby our temple is?"

Void glanced at nothing.

Wuyuan nodded in agreement, "Brother said that although our temple is small, everyone offers offerings to Buddhas, so we can't discourage ourselves."

"Brother Kong Kong take a break, I'll knock on the door."

He volunteered to step up the steps.

"Boom boom boom——"

Wuyuan held the golden door knocker and gently knocked on the vermilion door.

As expected of Xiangguo Temple.

Even the gate has a royal air, solemn and dignified.

"Who is it please?"

"Squeak-"

The door was opened, and a young monk in yellow robe walked out, opened the door and asked questions.

"The two are Senior Brother Kong Kong and Wu Yuan!"

Before Kong Kong and the others could speak, the little monk thought of the abbot's advice as soon as he saw their bald heads.

"Junior brother, the poor monk has no fate, and junior brother is well."

Wuyuan patted the monk's shoulder familiarly.

Let him lead the way.

Kongkong and Wuyuan followed behind, and they went to find Abbot Zhizhi.

"Senior brothers, the abbot is in that room, you go in, the poor monk will leave."

"Thank you little brother."

The two of them walked into the room one after the other.

A fat monk stood with his back against them.

"Xu Kong has met Master Abbot."

"I have no chance to meet the master abbot."

As soon as they entered the room, the two nodded slightly, put their hands together, and performed a Buddha ceremony.

Since Kong Kong still had a little fox on his body, he could only salute with one hand.

The fat monk turned around upon hearing the sound, his eyes were immediately attracted by Meng Jiao in Kong Kong's hand.

"silver fox!"

He immediately recognized Meng Jiao's breed.

Seeing the appearance of the fat monk, he was a little excited.

Seeing the fat monk approaching, Meng Jiao turned her face away and lay in Kong Kong's arms.

If they don't say it.

She really couldn't tell that the person in front of her was a fellow disciple of Abbot Mingji.

The difference between the two who came from the same school is too big, right?

Abbot Mingji is different, one look at his appearance, one can tell that he is an eminent monk.

It's not like this one in front of you.

Otherwise, just looking at his appearance, he looks more like a wine and meat monk.

No wonder the ancestors invented the saying that you can't judge a person by its cover.

It seems to mean something.

"Void? Are you void?"

The fat monk saw the little fox's movements, and then he remembered the two people who came in.

Seeing Void's paralyzed face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

he asked with a wink.

"Yes, Uncle Master." Xu Kong nodded and replied.

"You are really the same as when you were a child, you haven't changed at all." Zhizhi stood up straight, "I think back then, when I left Pujing Temple, you were only three years old, and you kept a straight face all day long, like a little adult of."

He recalled that year.

"Twenty years have passed in a flash. I didn't expect you to be so old. Time makes people old, and I am also old."

Zhizhi touched his big belly and said with emotion.

"Master Zhishu, you are not old." Wu Yuan answered the words sweetly.

"Haha, your little monk's mouth is sweet, you just don't have a chance." Zhizhi smiled heartily: "Seeing you, I remembered the scene of studying Buddhist scriptures with my senior brother when I was young."

Wuyuan touched the braised egg on the top of his head, "Wuyuan is not as good as my uncle and the abbot. I am just a little monk with no roots of wisdom. The abbot took pity on me and gave Wuyuan a bite to eat."

"Young people are not allowed to belittle themselves. Whether they have roots of wisdom or not doesn't represent the future."

"Hey, if you don't have a chance, I'll borrow my uncle's auspicious words."

We chatted for a few words.

No chance, so he found an excuse and went to the temple for a walk.

"Void, come, play a game of chess with me."

Zhizhi led Void to the chess room in the compartment.

The two chatted while playing chess.

"Void, what are your plans after the Buddhist Association competition is over?"

Zhizhi picked up the white piece and landed in the middle.

Holding the sunspot in his hand, Kong Kong followed closely behind, "Master didn't order it."

"You still want to go back to Pujing Temple?"

Wisdom dropped another son.

"Well, probably." Kong Kong looked at the chessboard and replied lightly.

Zhizhi's muddy eyes turned to Meng Jiao, staring at her dark brown pupils, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Meng Jiao swallowed, avoiding the fat monk's gaze, and asked softly in her heart: "System, who is this monk from? Why do I feel a little panicked when I look into his eyes?"

[Host, I just secretly checked the information of Master Zhizhi, but the system shows that there is no such person. 】

The sound of the system comes out.

"There is no such person?" Meng Jiao frowned.

The fat monk was right in front of their eyes.

How could there be no such person?

The direction of the plot seems to be getting more and more confusing.

"Void, where did you get this silver fox? I remember that you didn't like raising small animals when you were young." Zhizhi asked chattingly.

"A few months ago, I went to the mountain to collect herbs, and found this little thing by chance. I thought it was destined and I stayed."

"Oh."

Wisely and meaningfully rolled his eyes at Meng Jiao.

He raised his lips.

It is indeed destined, but it is not known whether the fate is good or bad.

"Master Uncle, if you use one mind and two minds, you will lose this game of chess."

Void noticed that he was distracted, and reminded him.

"As a monk, you have no desires or desires, so why should you care about winning or losing?"

Ming Ji shrugged his shoulders, the flesh on his face trembled, he didn't care.

"General." He picked up Baizi and landed on Heizi's gate of life, "Void, this is what my uncle taught you to put your death to your future generations."

Only if you don't care about winning or losing, will your chances of winning increase.

Young people are still impetuous.

Kong Kong looked at the chessboard, and said with admiration: "Master Uncle is superb at chess, Kong Kong is convinced."

White pieces appear to be surrounded by sunspots.

No one knows.

His general lost his protection.

Zhizhi picked up the teacup next to him and sipped it, "Playing chess is like being a human being. From the moment you start on the chessboard, you must not care about winning or losing, and you must be sure of winning in order to grasp the overall situation."

"Please teach me, uncle."

Kong Kong heard that there was something in his words, bowed his head respectfully and said.

"Everyone's life is different, and it's not a matter of giving lessons, it's all about personal choice.

Alright, that's the end of today's chess game, the old man's bones are about to fall apart.Void, you are tired too, go back to your room and rest. "

Void nodded and retreated.

It was not until she walked out of the chess room that Meng Jiao dared to exhale loudly.

She can tell.

What must the wise know?

He's trying to remind the void.

But what they said was too profound, as if they were speaking dumb, Meng Jiao couldn't figure it out.

***

Royal Palace.

Royal study.

"My son sees my father."

"Oh, it's Hong'er, what do you want to see me for?"

The emperor in a dragon robe looks majestic and dignified.

The bowed man underneath was wearing a bright yellow court uniform, which was exactly the same color as the emperor's body.

"My son heard about a strange man. It is said that he is a rare Buddhist disciple with great wisdom. After interpreting those obscure scriptures by him, they are not only easy to understand, but also have endless aftertaste."

The emperor became interested, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, is there really such a strange person?"

The man replied: "This person will participate in the Buddhist Association in the near future. At that time, the emperor can go and see, and can also test the authenticity of the rumors."

He squinted his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.

"It seems that Hong'er has put in a lot of thought this time." The emperor nodded in satisfaction.

Before, I always thought that Hong'er was not suitable to be the prince.

During this period of time, it seems that he has indeed improved a lot, and the government affairs assigned to him have also been completed very well.

It has the shadow of my youth.

"Father's words are serious. Everything about the sons and servants is given by the father. It is only natural to take care of the father."

"Hong'er has grown up, I am very relieved." The emperor said: "Then follow what Hong'er said, and I will leave this matter to you."

"Father, don't worry, my son will take the order."

Does Bao'er like to watch the world of beasts?