Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

Hua Hua came over, blood dripping from her mouth.

The groom rolled his eyes and fainted again.

Qingquan spread his hands helplessly and said, I just thought about the addiction to being a hero, is it so difficult?

Zhang Ming ignored him, but looked at Xu Ni and Puffy who were covered in blood from a distance, and shook his head slightly.

Kindness is not the only way to face the world, and Qingquan and himself are both positive and strange, and they are complementary.

Woooo...my arm...

They clutched their broken arms and screamed miserably, one eye was full of resentment, and the other was slightly dull.

Xu Ni didn't dare to stay, stopped the blood a little, dragged his body, and quickly disappeared around the corner of the street.

Puffy sits in place.

He didn't seem to have figured out the final push and push of Xuugi.

Granny Li walked over tremblingly and said, Daoist Qing Hui, I knew... I didn't see you wrong! It's just that you offended Xiaohanshan Temple, I'm afraid it will be difficult.

Zhang Ming supported her, saved her a pass of True Essence to help her recuperate, and said warmly, Mother-in-law, you don't have to worry, the soldiers will come to block it, and the water will come to cover it up.

Even if there is no Xiaohanshan Temple, under the edict of the current female emperor to worship Buddhism and suppress Taoism, he has already stood on the opposite side of the general trend, and will encounter various enemies such as Dahanshan Temple.

Since ancient times, the power of the world cannot be avoided, only by following it, or breaking it by becoming stronger and stronger.

Grandma Li grabbed his hand, still worried, and asked, Can I still have incense in the Lingshu Temple? If the old lady doesn't die tomorrow, I will go to the mountain to add some incense.

Zhang Ming was a little moved: Mother-in-law, Qingquan and I recently went down the mountain for a long trip, not in the temple. However, the Taoist gate of Lingshu Temple is always open, and you are welcome to come to incense at any time.

He left a mark on Grandma Li so that she could not be suppressed by the Taiqing Rune.

The little boy who had been dragging Grandma Li suddenly raised his head and asked, Uncle Immortal, can I worship you as my teacher?

Zhang Ming smiled, touched his head and smiled: Little guy, what's your name?

The little boy raised his head and shouted, My name is Li Xiaoyao. When I grow up, I also want to be a hero who fights swords in the world and acts as a chivalrous hero like you!

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment, Li Xiaoyao... This name is really fate, but unfortunately I am not a wine sword fairy.

I promise you, if one day Pindao learns to master swordsmanship, I will teach it to you. He touched Li Xiaoyao's head and said with a smile, If you can find someone named Zhao Linger, I will accept you as my apprentice. !

The little boy nodded knowingly.

...

Lingxi Town returned to normal.

The crowd of onlookers had lingering fears and left, but they didn't have the mind to hang out, and they went home one after another.

Wang Shougui finally came to his senses, this time he finally figured out the ins and outs, and thanked Qingquan. Fortunately, the welcoming team was still there, so we continued.

As for whether the auspicious time was missed, whether the bride was in a hurry, it is unknown.

Senior brother, let's go and have a look! I've grown up so much, I haven't seen a marriage yet!

Qingquan is a little envious. The pain of being single for 20 years is indeed not something ordinary people can understand.

Zhang Ming couldn't beat him: Okay.

The two just wanted to follow, but when they turned around, they found that the tall and stout monk was puffy and sat quietly in front of the corpses of Zen Master Huiming and Void, sorting out his appearance.

Little monk, you still dare to come back, aren't you afraid that the poor Daoist will kill you? Qingquan was a little curious.

The puffy eyes stared at the uncle and brother, and there seemed to be no emotional fluctuations: If you want to kill, kill it.

Having said that, Qingquan was stunned.

This dull monk seemed to have seen through life and death at this time, and his body was extraordinarily indifferent.

Little monk, what's your name?

he asked again.

Puffiness is like a machine without feelings, and replied: The common family name is Yang, and the legal name is puffy.

His arm had stopped bleeding and should still be in pain, but he didn't grunt again.

Zhang Ming admired it a little, took out ten taels of silver, and said, I don't want them to die. I have some silver here, please find someone to bury them.

Puffy raised his head, a tinge of color seemed to ignite in his dull eyes, and shook his head: No.

As he spoke, he folded the two of them, held one arm, and said, The Buddha said that all sentient beings are illusory. This body is just a delay, and now that it is gone, it can be regarded as a karmic hindrance, and I will go to burn outside the town. took them.

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what he meant.

In his previous life, he had learned about Buddhism, and they used to use cremation. They paid attention to the body, skin, and sacs are all burned to destroy, and the true spirit and Buddha-nature remain intact.

Buddhists are not reborn and die, and death is called the ultimate bliss of rebirth, which is their unique wisdom.

He didn't expect that this monk looked stupid, but the Buddha nature seemed to be more transparent than Huiming.

A clear mind sees nature, but some people cannot see themselves clearly through their skins in their entire lives.

Pity……

He sighed.

Qingquan shouted from behind: Little monk, if you want to take revenge, Pindao will accompany you at any time!

The puffy body paused for a while and gradually drifted away.

At this time, there was a commotion at the end of the street on the other side, and someone shouted: It's not good! The bride is running! Quick, come here! Stop her!

Zhang Ming and Qingquan looked over.

I saw a bride wearing a red hijab, crossing Qingshi Street, into a narrow alley, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wang Shougui led the crowd out of breath and chased after him, but did not stop the bride.

Zhang Ming and Qingquan looked at each other, this man didn't know what he had done in his previous life, and even marrying a daughter-in-law had twists and turns, which was really eye-opening.

Qingquan instigated: Senior brother, let's go and see, do you know if the bride is beautiful?

Without waiting for Zhang Ming to agree, he grabbed his arm and ran in the direction of the groom and others.

A red head sticks out from the cuff, thoughtfully: Is this the three-mouthed female monster that the master is thinking about, do you want to get in?

After a while, the two came to a mud stone courtyard in the east of the town, and many people were already surrounding the door.

Wang Shougui! I told you that I, Su Tan'er, won't marry! I only have Li Xuanbin in my heart! I won't marry anyone except him in this life!

A crisp voice came from the courtyard.

There was a lot of discussion at the door: What a sin, how could the daughter of the Su family restaurant do such a thing as escaping marriage! This is the day of the big welcome, hey!

Don't you know that Wang Shougui is the son of the mayor's family after all, and it is normal for Boss Su to marry his daughter in order to curry favor with him, but this Li Xuanbin...

Old Zhangtou, I remember that your daughter-in-law often invites Li Xuanbin to the house for tea, right?

Hmph, don't talk about me, your little daughter often sneaks out to see this bastard!

...

Zhang Ming and Qingquan were stunned: Senior brother, are they talking about the Li Xuanbin I know?

Zhang Ming swallowed: It should be!

The two were a little confused, this guy really didn't brag? There are sixty-three concubines in Lingxi Town?

Now there is still a bride who does not hesitate to escape from marriage. Under the pressure of the world and the lingering public, she must not marry him?

Qingquan is a bit sour, does it look amazing?

Senior brother is better looking than Li Xuanbin, why haven't you seen any girls rushing over?

Ouch, Daoist, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you! It's so crowded here. If you say you don't squeeze me, why can't you understand people's words!

At this time, two watery little girls rubbed against Zhang Ming and scolded everyone two meters away.

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