[Hong Huang] Heaven forces me to fall in love

The pig raising industry in the west is in full swing. The monks who are close to the west are complaining wildly on the prehistoric forum. The smell of raising pigs is too offensive. Soon he will change his place to live. Is there any kind-hearted female Taoist who can take him in? him.

As soon as the post was posted, this person was beaten up by all the netizens. Can a woman who looks like a pig be like a kind-hearted female Taoist?no!Wash me off the smell!

The poster who posted the post burst into tears. It is the West that has taste and not him. Why should he be persecuted?

Sitting in his Dragon Palace, Fang Cangwu ate grapes and flipped through the forums, and couldn't help but ask Tong Tian beside him, "What the hell is the West doing?"

"Could it be that they finally gave up on revitalizing the West and became professional pig farmers?" Fang Cangwu asked incredulously.

"Do you think so?" Tong Tian turned his head to look at Fang Cangwu and asked.

Fang Cangwu shook his head, Zhunti and Jieyin would give up on revival of the West?Impossible, believe they will give up their gender and don't believe they will give up the revival of the West.

I saw Tongtian stretch out his hand, and a water mirror appeared out of thin air, then Tongtian pointed to the disciples in the water mirror and said: "Food is the most important thing for the people, and they have greatly improved the life of the human race by farming and raising pigs. Not only have they gained many followers , and there are merits to be gained.”

Fang Cangwu couldn't help but snorted coldly when he heard the words, and then said: "I thought the two of them had changed their sex, so they wanted to steal merit and virtue to snatch the door."

Fang Cangwu couldn't help but whispered again: "Does he know what kind of pig is the best? Be careful if the pig can't be sent out, Lingshan has completely become a pig farm."

Although the disciples of Chanjiao farm and raise pigs, the human race still loves to eat beef and mutton. Pork tastes so bad that people who are not poor usually don’t eat it, and even so poor people eat very little.

However, Fang Cangwu knew that there was a way to make pork more delicious, and that was to stew it.

Fang Cangwu held Tongtian's hand and said, "Tongtian, do you know what kind of pork is the best?"

After speaking, Fang Cangwu narrowed his eyes and laughed.

"Huh?" Tong Tian wondered, what kind of pork is the best?He had lived for so long and never thought about it.

Fang Cangwu raised the knife in his hand and slammed it down, saying: "Piglets that have been gelded are the best when they grow up."

Tong Tian's eyelids twitched, and he felt a little pain somewhere.

"Don't make trouble." Tong Tian rubbed the little dragon in front of him, telling him not to make trouble.

Fang Cangwu patted Tong Tian's hand on top of his head and said: "What I said is true!"

"I'll tell them to go, and tell them to raise more pigs." After speaking, Fang Cangwu bounced away, "I don't believe that Xixi can handle pigs."

Of course the group of Bodhisattvas and Arhats in the west can do it, because they are all from the demon race, and there are countless dead souls under them, but the pigs are contrary to the teachings of the west.At that time, pork will not taste good, and the pigs in Lingshan will not be able to get rid of it. There will be no merits and followers, and Lingshan will become a pig farm.

Fang Cangwu wanted to do an advertisement for Zhunti and Yingyin at that time. The Lingshan Pig Farm has opened!Big bargain for opening, buy a pig to enjoy a [-]% discount, buy a pair to get a [-]% discount, buy more and get more discounts.

In the human world, the disciples of the Second Sect of Interpretation and Interpretation caused the entire human race to stir up commotion.For a moment, the spark of thought was stimulated, and there were many schools of thought in the world, competing with each other to make their voices heard.In particular, the masters created by Jin Ling are scolded all over the world as invincible.

But only farmers are honestly farming and raising pigs, striving to improve their lives in the world.

Originally, Qingxu Daodezhenjun wanted to raise cattle and sheep, but these two things required grazing, so Qingxu Daodezhenjun, who was too lazy to move, chose to raise pigs.

However, pigs are not so delicious, but as long as the poor can afford it.

When Qingxu Daodezhenjun was preparing to study new seeds, one hand patted Qingxu Daodezhenjun on the shoulder.

Then he heard someone whispering in his ear: "Fellow Daoist, please stay."

As soon as the words fell, Qingxu Daodezhenjun was so frightened that he jumped three feet high. The lethality of these words was too powerful. He had just survived the Battle of the Conferred Gods, and the psychological shadow left behind had not faded.

So when he turned around and saw that it was his little master uncle Fang Cangwu, he was immediately furious.

"Uncle Master still likes to be so scary." Qingxu Daodezhenjun said in a bad mood.

"Isn't this testing your emergency response?" Fang Cangwu patted Qingxu Daodezhenjun on the shoulder and said, "Today I'm here to teach you how to raise pigs. Pork tastes better."

I saw Qingxu Daodezheng looked at Fang Cangwu in surprise: "Uncle Master can also raise pigs."

Fang Cangwu coughed, how could he know how to raise pigs, he only knew braised pork, braised pig's trotters, and pig's ears in cold sauce.

"I know how to remove the pig smell from the pork and make the pork taste better." Fang Cangwu whispered.

"The group of people in the West have already started to learn how to raise pigs, and they are all raising pigs."

Qingxu Daodezhenjun was astonished, he didn't understand why the West suddenly raised pigs.

"We strive to turn Lingshan into a pig farm, so my nephew is relying on you."

After finishing speaking, Fang Cangwu told Qingxu Daodezhenjun about the method of pigtailing and his idea of ​​making Western pigs unsalable.

After listening to Qingxu Daodezhenjun, he looked at Fang Cangwu with condemning eyes, it was too vicious, but he liked it.

"Master, don't worry, my nephew will definitely do what you said." Qingxu Daodezhenjun assured Fang Cangwu.

Fang Cangwu patted Qingxu Daodezhenjun on the shoulder and said: "Work hard, and I will ask Yuanshi Mama to give you a few more magic weapons."

After speaking, Fang Cangwu slipped away.

Looking at Fang Cangwu's back, Qingxu Daodezhenjun couldn't help but sigh, the Dragon Lord really knows how to do business, he makes people do the work himself, and then asks others to pay the wages, and only his master pampers him. So capricious.

One year has passed, and the pigs raised by Chanjiao and the West have been slaughtered one after another.

On this day, everyone in Lingshan was moved to tears, and the pigs that had been raised for a year were finally about to be sent away.They endured the smell for a year and couldn't eat the pigs, it was just too miserable.

However, the happy time was short-lived, and the West found that they could not send out so many pigs.

The princes and nobles do not eat pork, while the common people raise pigs in every household, and the pigs have a lot less smell.

Ordinary people saw the pigs sent by the people from the West and immediately ran with their noses covered.Is the living standard of the human race so good that they don't even want pork?

Finally, a person who couldn't stand it said to Xilai: "Since the method of pigtailing came into being, the king of Zhou and the princes began to encourage every household to raise pigs. Since then, everyone has no shortage of pork to eat. And pigtails taste better. , You pigs have no steers, you stink so badly."

After speaking, the explainer covered his nose and ran away.

"Brother, what should we do with this pig?" Manjusri, who was following Cihang, couldn't help but ask.

Killing can't kill, throwing can't throw, what else can we do?

"Bring it back to the west and let the Buddha deal with it." After speaking, Cihang left in a huff.

He began to think about whether it was right or wrong for him to betray his teacher for the sake of cultivation.

But even if it is wrong, he can't go back.If he has chosen the west, he has to go all the way to Hei, and he has to live better and have a higher status than the disciples who stayed in Chanjiao, so that he can go out dignifiedly.

On the other hand, Fang Cangwu specially went to see Lao Tzu once because he rarely came to the human world.

The spread of Taoism in the world is very slow. After all, the idea of ​​​​cleanness and inaction is not easily accepted by everyone.It is really difficult to achieve the state of not being troubled by external things, not to be happy with things and not to be sad with oneself, it is easy to say, but it is very difficult to do.

However, this is the highest thought of Taoism, inaction.

"Brother!" Fang Cangwu couldn't help shouting after Lao Tzu finished preaching.

After the words fell, the people who came to listen to the sermon looked at Fang Cangwu. Their teacher was an old man, but the person who called their teacher was a young man, dressed in white, and he seemed to see the light when he walked in.

Everyone found it incredible that an 80-year-old brother and a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old brother are really weird.

The only one among the crowd who was unmoved was the young man sitting in front of Lao Tzu. He was sitting, or half lying down, with disheveled clothes, and he regarded the place where he preached as his own home.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Lao Tzu couldn't help showing a smile, then drove away the group of curious students, then pointed to the young man on the ground and said to Fang Cangwu: "This is the successor I have chosen."

Fang Cangwu watched the young man squatting down on the ground, and then asked, "What's your name?"

The young man opened his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him, saying: "My disciple's name is Zhuang Zhou, and I have met my uncle."

"Zhuang Zhou!"

This is the owner who wrote "Xiaoyaoyou", the author who asked him to read and recite the full text of "Xiaoyaoyou", let him memorize it, and forgot to recite "Xiaoyaoyou"

Fang Cangwu's eyes lit up, and he held Zhuang Zhou's hand and said, "I ask you a question, does Kunpeng taste better cooked or roasted?"

"Huh?" Zhuang Zhou was stunned.

"The Kun is so big that it can't be stewed in one pot, and the Peng is so big that it needs two grills." Fang Cangwu said seriously, "When I stewed the Kunpeng, I stewed all the fish, and I couldn't let my nephew drink it. I'm really sorry to have a sip of soup."

Zhuang Zhou felt that he was a lunatic, but he never thought that anyone was crazier than himself, so he couldn't help looking at Lao Tzu who was sitting beside him and asked for help, "Teacher."

Lao Tzu smiled slightly, and then said: "Don't be afraid, your uncle is a very nice person."

This is not a relationship between whether a person is good or not, it is a relationship between whether a person is crazy or not!

Fang Cangwu finally let go of Zhuang Zhou's hand, and said: "How can you be so stingy as a Taoist heir, I won't tease you anymore."

After finishing speaking, Fang Cangwu looked at Lao Tzu, only to see the jade on Fang Cangwu's forehead flashed a few times, which made Lao Tzu couldn't help being surprised.

"I never thought that Zulong's soul is still there?" Lao Tzu was surprised.

Fang Cangwu looked at Lao Tzu blankly: "What did you say?"

I saw Laozi patted Fang Cangwu's shoulder with a smile: "Your father will come out and beat you soon."