Moling Chun Restaurant

"Official, I blame me for being Meng Lang. This little thing is not worthy of respect. I hope that the officials will not take it to heart." Manager Lu, in line with the principle that it is better to have less things than to have more things, bowed his head and didn't see him. Wang Zhonghong, Xu Zhu, including Ying Andao, who had just come to the stage, wanted to continue to open a hotel in Jiangning territory, but he could never afford to offend him, so he asked a friend to carry a tray covered with red silk to present it to Wang Zhonghong, who was full of sinister faces. He opened a corner of the red silk, and the golden light was brilliant. Wang Zhonghong, who had originally stretched his face, suddenly became much gentler.

"Xiao An, come down."

"Master, this matter cannot be so easy. This guy slapped me in the face just now. Isn't it just that you can't get out of the market?" Xu Zhu saw that it was profitable and immediately became more aggressive and wanted to cheat the shopkeeper Lu. What's more, Fang Yuan just made himself ugly in public. If this matter is spread in the future, how can he gain a foothold in Jiangning?

"What else do you want?" Fang Yuan, who was silent, raised the silver balloon and iron ruler in his hand and pointed at Xu Zhu who was flashing beside him. The other party immediately shrank his head like a quail.

"Kowtow our Master Xu three times." Ying Andao, who was standing beside him, saw the opportunity to increase the weight of the Gange.

"Is he worthy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Andao took the initiative and used a move of "bow-step collapse" with a move, wrist, arms, legs, and body to exert force at the same time, and approached the unprepared Fang Yuan like a ghost. This move evolved from Taizu's long boxing. The simpler the boxing technique, the more difficult it is to practice. The same move, the power of people who practice for a short time is completely different. Ying Andao has followed his master to box for less than ten years and has already practiced to calmly advance and retreat, avoid speed, and has surpassed a thousand pounds, and is like a storm.

"It's coming just right." Ying Andao came quickly, Fang Yuan retreated faster, and the lunge collapsed and exerted his maximum power in the first three steps. Ying Andao suddenly attacked and wanted to hit the opponent off guard. At this moment, his figure had already rushed forward for four or five steps, and he didn't even touch the opponent's clothes at all, and his fist gradually grew older. Ying Andao, whose face was slightly red, made another "lung-step" and "hit gun". His moves were more ruthless than the other move. Ying Andao pushed him tightly, but Fang Yuan, a seven-foot man, was extremely agile. The opponent was fast, and he dodged faster. In the eyes of the people on the field, he saw two black shadows flying around in front of him.

When Ying Andao finished his last move, "Shocking the Foot Three Slashes", he was already exhausted and panting. On the other hand, Fang Yuan, who was one foot away from him, had a slightly sweaty forehead and completely regarded the battle of life and death just now as a game of chasing and running.

"Have all the punches been finished?" Fang Yuan stared at the other party with a smile, and then said, "It's my turn now."

Ying Andao had to start parrying with the Taizu Changquan again. At this time, his strength was no longer as fierce and quick as before. When he just used the "Bow-step collapse hand", the other party used a "Shock-foot three-slash" that he was familiar with. This boy actually used the Taizu Changquan that he had just learned from him. However, he hit from the beginning to the end, but the other party hit from the end to the end. Not to mention the martial arts taboos of secretly learning kung fu, the other party had already hated him for seven orifices and his teeth were clattering.

"Ahhhh..."

The two of them had the same punches, and their moves were very different, but they seemed to be aware of all the changes. The punches were as fast as wind and thunder. Since they could not break through the opponent's flaws, they stopped immediately after they were impressed and stopped before they could touch them. They fought each other and broke hundreds of moves, but they still had no choice but to win or lose.

"You are a despicable man who came out of some low-key embryo. I don't know how to tear you up." Ying Andao looked at him for a long time and was already sweating all over. If he continued to fight like this, he would definitely be exhausted by the other party. This kid didn't know what more skillful internal skills he had practiced, and he could still wander as usual. It seemed that the old Taoist, who was already a shady man, seemed to have a trick on him. He began to curse, trying to disturb the other party's mind and take the opportunity to attack him.

Although Fang Yuan was learning secretly, he seemed to have obtained the key points after the disassembly of the past few rounds. At this moment, he completely regarded the method of An Daoquan's excitement as the wind in his ears. When he used Taizu's long fist again, he calmed his shoulders and lowered his energy, calmed his spirit, and his tongue touched the upper palate, and his eyes were neither "Ding" nor "Eight", and his eyes opened with a ray of light, which accumulated infinite power. Then he changed his body and swung out the fist moves. When he first started, he was like a spring cloud, slow and fast, moving and still, and the six-member four tips, guarded and held the one-yuan, and his spirit was exposed, but it was not enough. The fist was like raindrops covering Ying'andao in all directions.

Ying Andao knew something was wrong, and the fist wind was overwhelmed by the rush of rushing. The left and right were clumsy, and the whole move was completely messed up. Then he felt like he was breathing like a mountain pressing down on him. A murderous intent rolled in like waves. The skin of the other party's fist was filled with a burst of burning pain. In a half-dream and half-awake, he didn't know how many punches he had been hit on his body. The original complete body of dog skin had already become rag strips. When the other party finished his set of Taizu Long Fist, which was many times faster, Ying Andao's whole body was bruised, and the flesh was shaking slightly. In the shocked eyes of the people around him, Ying Andao's expression on his face was extremely awkward and complicated at the moment. He was defeated in his own boxing skills. Who could he ask for?

"Who are you?"

“Master asked me to clean up the portal.”

"Zhenyangzi actually accepted you, a closed disciple. I thought you were so smart that you could beat Taizu's long fist so smoothly at a glance. I admit that this time, my skills are not as good as someone else, so I can deal with it. So should I call you a master uncle?" Before Fang Yuan could react, Ying Andao, who was covered in tatters, actually knelt on the floor in front of everyone, and kowtowed to the other party three times in a row. Ying Andao was at least ten years older than her. Suddenly, he saw such a junior who was lost and returned. Fang Yuan didn't care about so many things and rushed forward to support the other party. Anyway, this is also a matter within the sect. If you let outsiders know about it in the future, wouldn't it be a joke and a huge loss of face?

"Be careful." A shout suddenly came from the upper floor, followed by a bowstring. When the sound of breaking through the air reached the end, a black shadow had already succeeded and curled up and retreated. A short knife with a faint green light was inserted on the waist opposite him, and his hill-like body fell to the floor.

"I've killed someone, I've killed someone." With this scream like a torn throat, the surroundings instantly became chaotic. Wang Zhonghong, Xu Zhu and Ying Andao, who were caught in the way and fleeing diners, disappeared in an instant.

When Yan Qing and Roufu ran to Fang Yuan who were surrounded by people, they saw a stinking black blood appearing in the place where he was hit by the knife, and his whole body twitched continuously. Yan Qing found that the knife was not too deep into the skin. The most fatal thing was actually the faint green light applied to the blade. When an insider saw it, he knew that it had a strange poison on it. Yan Qing drove away everyone, pulled the knife out of the wound, and then sprinkled some light yellow medicine powder on it. Usually he was just used to relieve snake venom, and he didn't care whether it was useful or not.

Manager Lu was righteous and quickly asked the people below to carry Fang Yuan into a relatively secluded compartment. When a hunchbacked doctor with a medicine box was on his back, he frowned and shook his head: "The poison on his body has begun to spread all over his body, I'm afraid..."

"Life and death... have fate, wealth... in heaven, there is no point... it cannot be controlled by others... Thank you... Doctor." Fang Yuan's face was as pale as a piece of white paper, his lips were dry and cracked, describing him as a decades-old, and there was no difference between him and a person who was dying of a serious illness when he was dying.

After Manager Lu sent the doctor away, he suddenly took out an exquisite box with a red pill inside. I don’t know what it was made of, and a special fragrance quickly emitting around him. After Manager Lu fed Fang Yuan, the other party seemed to be more energetic. He only heard him say: "This Red Fragrance Pill can only slow down his poisonous hair."

"Brother Fang, you're resting. I'll find a way to deal with the antidote." Yan Qing put Fang Yuan, who was burnt like charcoal, on the soft bed. Although he had just met the other party for the first time, when encountering such a thing, with his Ren Xia's character, he naturally had to take care of this matter.

"The person who tied the bell must be untied. The evil man must carry the antidote with him. Now the only way is to find him." Roufu's words made Yan Qing, who was originally depressed, lit up his eyes.

"It's just that Jiangning City is so big, where can we find it?"

"Then Ying'andao is not difficult to find in Jiangning City, and his place is not difficult to find. It is either in the 'night spring' or in Lujiabao." The words of shopkeeper Lu led to the tragic story behind it.

It turned out that Manager Lu lived in Lujia Village since he was a child. This year, he became a little calmer and became a villager, but he suffered a severe drought for several months. The subsequent locust plague caused no harvest in every household in the village. Lujia Village was originally relying on a river. It has been abundant and rich in the past few years, and every household still has some food. This is the first time in nearly a hundred years. When the year is almost the end of the year, the older generation thinks that there is something strange about it, so they discuss the bad luck of asking a monk to sit for tea, preach, and have a meeting.

While Manager Lu and several elders were discussing the details, the shopkeeper at home suddenly ran in and reported: "Master, there is a monk outside the door asking for a visit."

Manager Lu replied without looking back: "If you have vegetarian food, give him a meal. I am discussing a big thing with my uncles. I really have no time and I am in the mood to pay attention to him."

Not long after the shopkeeper went there, he suddenly came back in a panic and said, "He said he came from Shaolin Temple in Wutai Mountain."

The name of Mount Wutai has long been famous, and even the monks in it cannot be invited. Such a good thing actually made people from Lujia Village meet. Manager Lu quickly said with joy: "Please hurry up."

After a while, I saw a very blessed statue of a lucky figure, wearing a scarlet robe and carrying a dazzling Buddhist Zen, walking in, chanting the scriptures and handing a letter to Manager Lu. After Manager Lu finished reading it, he understood what was going on. It turned out that he had been to Master Yixin of Jiming Temple, hoping that the other party could come to the village to preach the sutra. Maybe it was because he couldn't walk away, or maybe he felt that the Tao was not good enough. It happened that the monk had just come here to travel around, so Yixin asked the other party to come.

The fat monk didn't recognize his life. He just walked around inside and out and recited a verse lightly in his mouth: When a great disaster is encountered, the heaven and earth are dark, the yellow sky is about to die, the heaven is about to be born, don't say nothing, lotus flowers are everywhere.

Manager Lu and his uncle were close relatives, looking at each other and didn't understand the meaning at all. But since this was a Buddha with a profound Taoist ritual, he was naturally very negligent. Manager Lu quickly ordered the shopkeeper to entertain him with a vegetarian meal. After the other party finished eating, he asked the other party for some wonderful principles of the scriptures and sects. The monk with the Dharma name Zhiyuan responded with a clear theme. The main theme was clear. Manager Lu and everyone were extremely happy when they heard it.

Lujiazhuang attaches great importance to this Buddha meeting. Soon a mandala was built on a wall facing the sun on the wider Lilu Shopkeeper's Village. Zhou Si hung a huge solemn Buddha statue, incense, wax, paper and candles, and a copper tripod for burning paper and incense. He prepared everything and sent the news to the surrounding towns in advance, and was scheduled to preach the wonderful sutras of the Lotus Sutra on the New Year's Day of the first lunar month.

On the day of the talk, it almost caused a sensation from all over the world. The foolish men and women, from far to the front, attended the meeting in countless places. The wealthy people took oxen and carriages, dragged their children, and the poor hiking backpacks, and the elderly and the young. They all had money and food to give to the meeting in a few seconds. Manager Lu's income in one day was at least over a hundred taels, which made him laugh so hard that he couldn't stop.

Zhiyuan was quite good at following the rules at first, but later, he gradually became joking and humorous. One day, he attracted the good men and women, laughing and losing the rules at all. In the blink of an eye, the beginning of spring was the spring. The ritual seemed to have some effect. Several spring rains came one after another, and a lot of precious rainwater was collected from the fields. In previous years, farmers had been rushing to go to the fields to plow the fields and sow seeds to lay the foundation for the harvest in the coming year. But now, there is no movement. The elderly people in Lujia Village rushed to Lulizheng's house every day, and Lulizheng also relied on farming to support people from a large farm. Knowing that the daily substantial income is not a long-term solution, but it is easy to ask Buddha to send Buddha. Manager Lu didn't know how to speak, and he was worried for a long time.

Just when he was hesitating around the mandala that day, waiting for Zhiyuan to finish his scriptures and showdown with the other party, a special woman broke into Manager Lu's sight. The lotus is like a face and willow is like eyebrows, and the autumn water is like a divine jade as a bone. The other party's every move and gesture completely caught Manager Lu's soul away.

At this moment, after Zhiyuan finished his lecture, all the women, including the new female Bodhisattva, kowtowed. Zhiyuan opened his hands and ordered everyone: "Where is the place of God, the metal and stone are opened. When all the female Bodhisattvas arrive here, they are all people with a fate. When you listen to me to talk about the Buddha, you will suddenly realize the Buddha's heart of the world and the truth that my Buddha has no way to go. Do not return home, be trapped by the seven emotions and six desires, and fall into the world. If you can find a place with a clear mirror, you will not suffer infinite suffering and fall into the Avici Hell after death."

The foolish men and women around him were frightened and quickly knelt down and said, "Disciple only asks the Buddha to be kind and free from the suffering of reincarnation."

Zhiyuan replied: "If you seek liberation and clear your mind, you must come and listen to me recite sutras and receive precepts every day. If you come from time to time, you will only be a false name for eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddha's name, and the Buddha will blame you in the future, it will be too late."

The originally half of the foolish man and woman kowtowed and bowed repeatedly, "Disciple is willing to come and listen to the master's decree every day."

"If you are sincere and willing to practice, you can sign up in the dining hall now. If you really don't want to, don't force it." After that, Zhiyuan pulled away and left, and the men and women kowtowed and gave it respectfully, with a very humble expression.

Manager Lu said the words to his mouth, but he was blocked by the other party and came back. He had to instruct the shopkeeper to get the number book, pen and inkstone, and write down the names of the men and women who would rather sign up. When he wrote the 26th Ruilian, he looked up and found that it was a woman who almost made Manager Lu lose half of his soul at the beginning. Manager Lu didn't know what he was feeling. Anyway, his heart was sweeter than eating honey. When the other party threw a fascinating look like a fox, his whole body was slim.

"I just married at that time. My family was originally a ignorant woman. When she suddenly saw such a ecstatic and fairy-like woman, she could not control her." Manager Lu's eyes began to become blurred, as if she was extremely nostalgic for the past.

"What happened later?" Roufu quickly brought Manager Lu back to reality.
Chapter completed!