Chapter one hundred and twelve

"Amitabha Buddha, benefactor this is faint with Hui root. The number of good and evil in the world is originally determined by people..." The boring old nun from the nameless temple who has been eating and drinking for a long time here in Bai Mei twisted the rosary in her hand and chanted: "Every move is related to the whole world..." Bai Mei smiled: "Seeing that you are still in the mood to ponder the fate of this eternal life, it must have been good recently. Although Dongxi is still young, he is a clever child. You haven't caused any trouble here, have you?" "It's really smart, much better than you. It took so long to remember to sit down. This card game is obviously a pastime you came up with, but the girl who delivered the meal taught Dongxi that we would..." "Ha ha. The card was originally used to fool those guys who always sat in the living room and wanted to see me and refused to leave... who knew that the master was bored enough to like this?" "I'm bored and what's wrong? My legal name is" boring "!" "Boring makes sense? With this kung fu to kill, why don't you take to the streets to preach Buddhism?" "Good zai good zai. Buddhism is not a declaration, but depends on the fate method. If there is no chance, I will stand at her door and say that it is useless to break my mouth and skin. It is better to wait and realize." "Clearly is also infected with the lazy problem of the world of mortals, also not to say so..." Bai Mei pie mouth. "This is not what the benefactor said: When in Rome, do as the Romans do? Is the host family more diligent than the old man?" Bored glaring. "..." Xiao Dongxi was silent. A long silence. Bai Mei lowered his eyes and said, "I am abrupt, but it is convenient for me to prepare to see the master off if I dare to ask when he is going to return." Xiao Dongxi was surprised and a wooden card in his hand was broken. "What? A marching order?" The old nun was calm, but raised her eyebrows at Bai Mei and asked unequivocally. Bai Mei bent his eyebrow and said, "So what?" "Why?" "Alas... daily necessities are expensive, I can't afford you..." "Dongxi." The old nun's eyes were heavy. "You go down first. I want to say a few words to your master alone." "Why? You should know that I am hopeless." Bai Mei watched Xiao Dongxi leave obediently and spoke at the moment the door was closed. "Political instability?" "No, it's very stable. Today... can hold it." "So... your position is unstable?" Bai Mei smiled: "I have never had such a thing as status." "In this case, why do you want me to leave... you also said that cramming is very useful." "If one day I have to cram to live, then I would rather die." Bai Mei's big dark eyes stared at the old nun's eyes. "It would be more useful to hold the foot of Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha directly." "..." "Leave. The nameless temple is still detached from the world and should not be involved." Bai Mei got up, leaned and bowed, and gave her the last brilliant smile: "That's it, there are guests, I'll go first, take care of yourself." Who said that the son of heaven was angry and bled hundreds of miles? Who said that Confucian scholars were angry and bled? What is it for? A hundred miles of blood is not as good as ten feet of blood. The emperor trembled because of Confucian scholars? Anping Yanxuan's eyes were slightly coagulated, vaguely remembering the questions Bai Mei had asked him vaguely. He has no interest in letting people bleed for hundreds of miles, but if someone forces him to see his own blood flow out, it is another matter. If no one takes the majesty of the court as a matter of fact. He doesn't mind being a stubborn and reckless king. "People! Please ask the censor and the king to rest in the partial hall and continue the discussion." He spoke with unquestionable majesty and looked at several people who looked up in Zhang's panic: "Let's calm down, two. Let's first agree on Chen Guo's request." Li Wang smoothed his sleeves and seemed to shout something, but he had been rushed down by the guards who came to the temple. Anping Yanxuan looked at Ningde, who was in charge of the palace guards. There was a faint smile in his eyes-a good soldier, and the task was quite simple. As for the deeper dignity after the smile, no one can see it. Bai Mei's eyes are for the first time only dignified but not smiling. "Momo, I think about it, I want to stay with him. Therefore, I need your truth." "The ruined flower building is at your disposal at any time, unless... your decision makes the ruined flower building die." Don't answer. Bai Mei nodded: "I read the information you gave me. If you said, I should be Chen Guofeng..." "The ninth daughter and youngest daughter of General Feng Guang Shufeng... I brought you to see her third daughter and your third sister today." Mo Shang ran a meal, adding: "General Feng Lao was stationed in the frontier before his death, and he was once a valiant general who was shocked by the smell of Chinese people. Later, he made great achievements and was involved in the struggle for office. After all, it was... Alas! But now, even few people can remember this. Her name is Feng Sanyi. She has been looking for you for a long time, from Rin Guo to Chen Guo, from Chen Guo to Lin Guo. Last time she was about to turn over the wall of Chen Guo Qing Yan, but she was stopped by our Shang Hua Lou. Only then did she know that she was going to see if Hongmei was the sister she was looking for. "