Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 631: Don’t be a coward, let’s do it!

The faint fragrance filled the entire bedroom.

Lin Huang, who was half-recumbent on the soft slump, did not dress up, and his long hair fell like a waterfall. She was lazy, her eyes were blurred, she took a breath of the cigarette stick in her hand, and slowly exhaled a cloud of smoke.

"You've been working very hard these days..." Emperor Lin looked at Chen Luo, who was kneeling across from him, and said lightly, with no joy or anger in his voice.

"Returning to Master Uncle, for the sake of the world and the well-being of the two worlds, it's nothing for the disciples to work hard." Chen Luo replied quickly, at the same time his mind was racing.

You didn't do anything out of the ordinary, did you?

Half an hour ago, while I was eating hot pot and singing songs in the palace, Shangguan Wan'er suddenly appeared in front of me, saying it was His Majesty's call.

As a result, I waited in this hall for half an hour, and Grandmaster Bocai was long in coming.

It's okay for juniors to wait for first-class elders, the key is-

I didn't even ask anyone to pour myself a glass of water, let alone the pastries that were prepared the last time I came!

Not even a seat, just a kneeling pad.

People, have eyesight!

This kind of thing does not need the master's order, and the palace servants should arrange it.

That's only one possibility!

Uncle Grandmaster specifically instructed: Leave him alone!

In other words, how did you make the master unhappy!

Is it out of context?

Impossible, what is the pattern of the master, can it be the same as those ordinary people in the world?

What else could there be?

I didn't hook up with Wen Feiqing either!

Did it happen that you secretly dumped Ming Ji and Tulong?

Chen Luo secretly raised his head and glanced at the master, only to see that the master was still expressionless, and his heart was even more nervous.

Epic oppression from the Great Emperor!

Fortunately, this atmosphere did not last long. After another breath of smoke, Emperor Lin said, "Really?"

"You have left Zhong Kui and Cui Shanque to handle the matter of the Eighteenth Hell and the Yin Law Division... What are you doing during this period of time?"

Chen Luo was stunned for a moment, then said, "This... disciple is... at..."

"Are you being naughty?" Emperor Lin snorted coldly, waved his hand, and suddenly a pile of memorials fell in front of Chen Luo.

"Take a good look, it's all about you!"

Chen Luo looked puzzled, picked up a memorial, and took a closer look: Huh? Isn't this the King of Hanging Mirrors?

Old man, backstab me!

Chen Luo opened the memorial and saw that the pen was written with dragons and snakes, and wrote: "My Emperor Mingjian. Since the King of Fengdu opened the Yin Cao Difu, he has set a high salary standard, and even promised to set up a year-end bonus and enjoy 16 salary treatment. ."

“Public office ghosts can enjoy two months of paid vacation every year.”

"According to different positions, you will be responsible for 60% of what you need for your practice, and the Department of Yin Law will take care of 40%! Any work-related injury will be treated by the Department of Yin Law."

"The promotion path is clear, and there are sequences for judges, seducers, and arrests."

“Every month, there are ghosts of grade 3 and above explaining the key to the path of cultivation for subordinates!”

"There are so many of these!"

"The Department of Hanging Mirrors has people's hearts floating and yearning for it. The old minister looks at it with a mirror, and 80% of the ghosts want to go to the king of Fengdu."

"Wow! It's not that the old minister is powerless, but the king of Fengdu is unreasonable!"

"So the old minister made a bold statement - please ask the King of Fengdu to compile the Xuanjing Division, and the old minister is willing to assist the King of Fengdu to build the underworld!"

Chen Luo: (||?Д?)

The turn of the last sentence is a little abrupt.

You have already drawn out your 40-meter broadsword, so you call yourself an ally?

"This...hehe...the King of Hanging Mirrors is really joking." Chen Luo scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly.

Emperor Lin gave Chen Luo a white look: "Sixteen of Dafeng have yamen, and thirteen made this joke with me!"

Chen Luo: (*???)

No. Doing this to me?

It's really stuck.

That's him. If it were someone else, in such a situation, a hat with a conspiracy would be considered a safe bet.

However, Chen Luo understands, and Emperor Lin also understands that most of the people here are nothing more than seeing Emperor Lin's love for Chen Luo and making a stand.

After all, Chen Luo is a masculine body and won't stay in the underworld for long.

Chen Luo looked at Emperor Lin again, who glared at him angrily, and said lightly, "Tell me about it, how to solve it?"

"Disciple go back and revise the welfare policy." Chen Luo sighed, "The treatment on the bright side is the same as that of Dafeng. The extras are not routine, and they are considered as rewards from the Fengdu Palace."

Lin Huang's expression softened a little. Seeing Chen Luo's expression of being unable to lift his spirits, he hesitated for a while, and said, "After the two worlds succeed, I will naturally become the incarnation of the Dao, and I can't take care of the mundane affairs. !”

"Even if the underworld is completely established, Dafeng still has value."

"Netherworld ghosts are infinite in number and cannot be reincarnated in time. They need to stay in the underworld for a period of time. This Dafeng is prepared for these ghosts, lest the pressure of reincarnation is too great, or it may impact the world."

"Your center of gravity should be in the world, not in the sky!"

"As for the person who will be in charge of the Nether at that time, don't you still have ten palaces in your Nether Palace?"

"I intend for you to choose ten Hades to jointly manage the affairs of the Underworld."

Chen Luo was stunned when he heard the words, and looked at Emperor Lin, is this the arrangement of the powers of the Ten Temple Yama?

Chen Luo was about to speak, when Emperor Lin waved his hand: "But it's too early to say this. The road is not yet completed, and the sea of ​​white lotus blood is still there. I'll have a chance to discuss it in the future."

"Well, the disciple will follow the instructions of the uncle." Chen Luo nodded, and then he planned to get up and say goodbye. Unexpectedly, Emperor Lin frowned when he saw his action: "Who told you to stand up, kneel down!"

Chen Luo was taken aback: Isn't the matter over?

Although I was muttering in my heart, my body was very obedient and knelt down again.

At this time, Chen Luo heard the next command from Emperor Lin: "I have something, I want to ask you..."

Chen Luo: ('';)?

Uncle Master, you asked me to do business, and let me kneel?

"Master, what's the matter?" Chen Luo asked.

Lin Huang knocked on the cigarette rod and said, "Come out!"

When the voice fell, a figure appeared out of nowhere, and it turned out to be a monk in a cassock.

The monk had a smile on his face. First, he performed the eleventh ceremony to the Emperor Lin and recited: "I have seen Your Majesty."

Then, he turned sideways again and looked at Chen Luo, who was kneeling on the ground, and also bowed: "I have seen King Fengdu!"

Chen Luo looked at the monk and frowned slightly.

On the other side, he felt the breath of Buddhism belonging to the Western Regions. He looked at Emperor Lin again, and Emperor Lin said, "This is Master Yixiu, who was originally Jin Wuwei in front of the temple. Under the guise of a wrong case, he was angry with Daxuan and worshipped Buddhism in the Western Regions."

Chen Luo's eyes lit up: This is undercover!

Yi Xiu shook his head slightly: "It's a pity that Yi Xiu's background is shallow, and he has not made great achievements for so many years, which has lived up to His Majesty's high expectations."

"Aiqing doesn't have to be humble." Emperor Lin waved his hand with a trace of rare pride on his face, pointed to Chen Luo, and said to the monk Yixiu, "This kid is known as Li Qinglian in the world of poetry, you can ask for anything. Tell him!"

"If he can't write it, I will teach him a good lesson!"

Chen Luo looked puzzled: What do you mean?

What does it have to do with me?

The monk Yixiu smiled faintly, and no longer stood to talk to Chen Luo, but waved his sleeves, knelt down opposite Chen Luo, and said, "King Fengdu, please listen to the poor monk."

"The poor monk barely attained the second rank in the Pure Land of White Lotus, and was confounded with the title of Bodhisattva. But after all, it was Daxuan who went to flee, so he was not reused and was excluded from the periphery, and many things could not be really effective. first-hand information.”

"A few days ago, Di Lisa, the goddess of the White Lotus Pure Land, became the Five Decay Realm."

"Di Lisha's father is a great Buddhist Bodhisattva, whose real name is indescribable. I would like to take this opportunity to cling to Di Lisha and get close to the inner circle of the White Lotus Pure Land."

"When Di Lisha traveled to Daxuan in her early years, she became very interested in poetry and poetry. After she returned to the Western Regions, she also collected a lot of poetry and poetry."

"The poor monk wanted to write a poem, but his talent was limited. It happened that he was returning to Dafeng to deal with some matters, so he thought of asking someone to catch a knife."

After hearing this, Chen Luo was a little puzzled: "But if you can catch a knife once, won't it be revealed for a long time?"

Yixiu shook his head and said: "Three or five ordinary poems, there is no problem in self-confidence. The key is to cast a goal, it must be a fine work, and it can impress Di Lisa in an instant."

Speaking of this, Emperor Lin added: "The person who is good at poetry and songs in Dafeng is like a gentleman who crosses the river."

"Wen Feiqing, Li Yishan, Du Muzhi...these are all masters of literature, and their poems are all sung through the ages."

"But... it didn't meet Yi Hugh's requirements."

Chen Luo was surprised: Xiao Li Du and Wen Tingjun could not meet the requirements?

Seeing Chen Luo's expression, Yixiu quickly explained: "It's not that the poems of Wang Jia are not good, it's mainly that they are not suitable!"

"Although the White Lotus Pure Land is a pseudo-Buddha, it also has some Buddha's meaning."

"You still need a little bit of Buddhist rhyme to be sure."

Lin Huang took a puff of cigarette and said, "Speaking of which, if Wang Mojie follows me into the underworld, his poems should be the best choice. It's just a pity that he was consecrated earlier and entered the church."

"The Bodhisattva of the Five Decaying Realms of the White Lotus Land is not worthy of the Poetry Buddha to write for her."

"I see that your "Journey to the West" is very well written, and you should have some experience in grasping the rhythm of Buddhism!"

"Then you can write a song for Yixiu to bring back."

Chen Luo looked strange.

As if insulted, but also as if not.

Chen Luo's mind was running fast, looking at Monk Yixiu and asking, "What do you like about Di Lisa?"

Monk Yixiu pondered for a moment and said, "The white lotus pure land can't help but get married and fall in love.

"Di Lisa fell in love with a disciple of his father's family in his early years. For Di Lisa's future, his father killed the disciple and brought it into his Buddhist country."

"Since then, Di Lisha has tried to **** the disciple's soul more than once. In the end, her father got angry and directly dispelled the disciple's spiritual light. For this reason, Di Lisa announced that she would cut off the relationship with her father. ."

Chen Luo nodded, and when he flipped his wrist, a pen and paper appeared.

"Can you write now?" Emperor Lin was also a little surprised.

"Yeah." Chen Luo nodded, "A poem with Buddhist rhyme, does it take a long time to think about it?"

"It's not about hands!"

Although there was a slight smile on the corner of Emperor Lin's mouth, his tone was still cold, and he said, "Then you can write it down and try. If you talk big, I'll see how I punish you!"

Chen Luo smiled and nodded and dropped the pen.

Just kidding, can there be a problem with the poems of Love Monk Living Buddha?

"But once we met, we knew each other, and when we met, we didn't see each other."

"An De and Jun are determined not to teach life and death to be Acacia."

After writing the last word, Chen Luo handed the paper to Yixiu.

Yi Xiu looked at the poems on the paper in surprise, and the calm expression on his face was instantly brilliant. He looked at the paper, then looked at Chen Luo, and finally, a thousand words were pressed into his mouth, he just stood up, bowed deeply, and said, "Fengdu Wang Dacai!"

"As soon as this article is published, if Yixiu fails to succeed, then it is Yixiu's fault."

Before Chen Luo could speak, Emperor Lin took the manuscript and said, "I should remember it."

Speaking, he looked at Chen Luo again: "How can you be so good at writing love poems at such a young age?"

"Use your mind more on the right things, and do less troublesome things."

But after speaking, Emperor Lin looked at the manuscript in his hand again and frowned.

"I want to stop writing a song, be more perfunctory, and have a lower standard."

"The five degenerate realms of false Buddhas are not worthy of this poem!"

……

Chen Luo returned to the Palace of Fengdu after completing the examination of Emperor Lin.

From the conversation between Emperor Lin and Monk Yixiu later, Chen Luo also learned that the White Lotus Pure Land also seemed to have noticed the progress of Emperor Lin's life and death, and was currently planning some actions to interfere with the progress of Emperor Lin.

Monk Yixiu is so anxious to contact Di Lisa, and it is precisely because he wants to get some news about the White Lotus Pure Land project.

The situation seemed to suddenly become serious.

Returning to the palace, Chen Luo's heartstrings that have been slightly relaxed these days tightened again.

In the Netherland War, his contribution is very limited, but from another level, he can still play a strategic role.

That is -- "Journey to the West"!

Because I didn't think about the handling of "Xuanzang and Wukong under the Five Elements Mountain" before him and Bai Mo, Chen Luo deliberately suppressed the update speed.

But for now, let's write it first!

The ancients said: The car must have a way to the front of the mountain. If there is no way, we will make a way.

Can a living person suffocate urine?

Chen Luo immediately lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, his soul fluttered, crossing the two worlds...

……

The world, Daxuan, Hanzhou.

Bai'an City.

A cloud covered the bright sun, forming a huge shadow that just shrouded the sky above Bai'an Chengfu Ya.

Outside the yamen of Bai'an City, an old couple knelt on the ground, holding a paper in their hands, their hoarse voices could barely make a sound, and their tears had dried up with deep despair.

Their daughter was brutally murdered!

But they couldn't get justice.

"Poor..." Not far away, a few tea-drinking guests sighed. Just as they were about to discuss a few words, they saw an official in official robes coming out of the yamen, and immediately closed the door. mouth.

Under the official technique, any voice of political discussion will be detected by the official seal.

The official robe was blue, and it was a sixth-grade robe. It was the head of the palace in Bai'an City, a sixth-grade official named Song Zhang.

Seeing Song Zhang coming out, the old couple who were kneeling outside the mansion immediately walked forward on their knees and kept kowtowing in front of Song Zhang.

"Two old people, get up..." Song Zhang stretched out his hand to help, but the old couple refused to go in person.

Song Zhang let out a long sigh: "Alas... two, this case is over."

"Sir, no knot!" The old man struggled and shouted in a hoarse voice, "My daughter is not a servant of the Chen family, but just to answer the old lady Chen's job and do things."

"Chen Mouzhi wanted to insult my daughter, but my daughter resisted, but was beaten to death by him! This is the conclusion reached by your government!"

"Now the murderer is still at large in the city, how did this lawsuit end!"

At this time, the staff around Song Zhang frowned: "Didn't the Chen family lose your family six hundred taels of silver?"

"The money, we don't want it!" The old woman also said with a crying voice, "For six hundred taels of silver, can I buy my daughter's life? We have to kill for our lives!"

Song Zhang had a helpless look on his face, and the aide also sighed: "Old brother, old sister-in-law, don't embarrass my lord."

"The Chen family, whose ancestors were half-saints, has fallen out of the ranks of the saints, but it is also a noble family."

"You can't punish the family, and the law doesn't blame the saints!"

"The 600 taels have already come for you because of my family's hard work."

The old man shook his head: "The old man doesn't understand what the punishment and the law are. The old man only knows that killing people to pay for their lives and paying their debts is just right."

"You are the officials, you want to call the shots for us and give us justice!"

"Otherwise my husband and I will kneel and die in front of this yamen today!"

Song Zhang rubbed his brows with a headache when he heard the words, and when he wanted to persuade him, he saw several yamen servants hurriedly approaching, one of whom was tied behind him with serious injuries.

Song Zhang frowned. At this time, the yamen had already come to Song Zhang, and they all rolled over and dismounted to untie the wounded on their backs. The injured person was dressed in the official government, and it was the official of the biased office.

"What's the matter?" Song Zhang asked as he stepped forward to check the injury of the official at the biased office.

"Go back to your lord!" said a clerk, "Lord Li insisted on arresting Chen Mouzhi and broke into Chen's house alone, and was beaten like this by the Chen family!"

Song Zhang immediately took out his official seal, used his luck to stabilize the other's injury, and glared at the policemen, "Alone? What are you doing?"

The yacha had an embarrassed look on his face: "Sir, that's the Chen residence...we...how dare we go in!"

Song Zhang pointed at the crowd angrily and said, "Master Li is a hero transferred from the front line of the barbarians, why don't you stop him! You...you...oh!"

At this moment, the injured Master Li groaned, spit out a mouthful of blood, and slowly opened his eyes, he looked at Song Zhang, then at the kneeling old couple, and murmured: "Hold ...sorry..."

The old couple looked at Mr. Li, who was full of wounds, and the last hope in his eyes quickly dimmed. The old woman glanced at the dark clouds in the sky and suddenly shouted: "Oh my God, open your eyes! —"

Shouting, the old woman slammed into the stone tablet next to her...

The incident happened suddenly, Song Zhang used his official skills to stop it, but he was a step behind. Just when everyone thought that another tragedy was about to appear in front of them, all of a sudden they only heard the sound of "Ouch". A pedantic-looking old man appeared, and the old woman just slammed into the other side.

The old pedant took two steps back, looked at the old woman, rubbed the hit chest, and said, "Old sister, where are you hitting!"

It was only then that everyone reacted. The old man hurried forward and grabbed the old woman, hurriedly thanking the old pedant. But Song Zhang's eyes lit up, he walked quickly to the old scholar, bowed respectfully, and said, "I wonder if that senior is here?"

The old pedant glanced at Song Zhang and ignored him, but went straight to the injured Master Li, stretched out his hand and flicked, and a cyan gas was injected into Master Li's body. In an instant, Master Li's body seemed to return to spring The earth, visibly healed.

Then the old pedant stretched out his hand, and the old couple's paper was caught in his hand. The old pedant glanced at it and said, "Do you want justice?"

"It's better to buy justice from me, a penny, buy it or not?"

The old couple was stunned, the old man quickly took out a few pennies from his arms and handed it to the old pedant: "Buy, buy, buy!"

The old pedant reached out and picked up a copper coin and nodded: "Okay, that's fair, I'll take it!"

After speaking, the old scholar walked in the direction of the Chen residence. Song Zhang frowned and shouted, "Old gentleman, the Chen residence is an aristocratic family!"

"Noble family, what a piece of shit!" The old pedant waved his hand and kept walking. Song Zhang hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to take off the black gauze hat on his head, and shouted, "Old gentleman, let's go!"

……

Not long after, the old pedant appeared in front of a grand mansion. Behind him followed Song Zhang and a group of yamen.

At this time, there were two servants at the entrance of the mansion, looking at the crowd, frowning, they naturally knew Song Zhang, saluted and said, "Sir Song, what do you mean?"

Song Zhang was about to answer when the old scholar raised his hand to stop Song Zhang and stomped his feet lightly. Suddenly, a boundless and boundless arrogance rose into the sky and quickly spread out, covering the entire mansion.

At this time, a voice sounded in Chen's house: "I don't know which great scholar came, Chen Mou has lost his way!"

"Open the middle door, welcome guests!"

"No need!" The old pedant yawned, "The old man made a deal, sold a fair deal, come and pick it up!"

"This thing is on a little beast of your family!"

Speaking, the old scholar stomped his foot again, and saw a figure in the Chen residence being picked up by an invisible force and flying towards the door.

"Father, grandpa, help!" The person who was caught was disheveled at this time, and he didn't know what he was doing when he was caught. At this moment, his hands and feet were swaying in the air, his face was pale with fright, and he shouted in the air.

"Chen Mouzhi!" The old couple saw at a glance that it was the murderer of their daughter.

"Brother, please respect yourselves!" The majestic voice just now sounded again, "This is the direct descendant of my family, and my Chen family is..."

"Aristocratic family, right? Got it, got it!" The old pedant dug out his ears and looked at Song Zhang, "Little Caoguan, let's verify his identity..."

Seeing the understatement of the old scholar, Song Zhang suddenly felt confident and nodded: "It's the murderer, Chen Mouzhi!"

"That's good!" The old pedant raised his hand and said lightly, "Justice is here!"

Speaking, the old scholar pointed at Chen Mouzhi and swiped lightly.

"Old man, you dare!" There was a roar from the Chen residence, and a huge force spurted out, heading straight for the old scholar.

But the old scholar raised his other hand and pressed it down suddenly, and he heard muffled groans coming from the Chen residence.

On the other side, as the old pedant's fingers drew an arc, a blood line appeared on Chen Mouzhi's neck, and the next moment, a big head fell off!

"Presumptuous!" Chen's voice resounded again, his tone was full of suppressed anger, "Do you just do whatever you want when you think you are in the realm of pursuit?"

"My Chen family is an aristocratic family, and my ancestors were half saints. You dare to leave your name, my Chen family, you, and your family will never let go!"

The old scholar clapped his hands, glanced at the Chen residence, and said lightly, "Old man, the most holy Confucius family!"

"Kong Yingda!"

"Welcome to justice!"

As soon as these words came out, the world was silent for a moment.

At this moment, in the sky, a blue light shot from a distance, and the great Confucian who called himself Kong Yingda stretched out his hand and grabbed the blue light, feeling slightly, frowning and saying to himself - "The tide of blood, the fate of the saint, Would you like me to try it too?"

"It's worth it, there's no robbing within the human race. There is a chance to rob the demon race..."

After speaking, Kong Yingda looked at the quiet Chen Mansion again and said, "Don't be a coward, the old man is standing here, waiting for you to call someone!"

……

Fangcun Mountain.

Chen Luo's wooden body woke up slowly...

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There is a poem by Tsangyang Gyatso in the text

But ~IndoMTL.com~ this poem is written in Tibetan, the literal translation is—

The first is best not to find out, lest you get hooked on it.

Second, it's best not to be familiar with habits, so as not to suffer later.

The version of Qijue we see now is the translation work of Mr. Zeng Jian, a translator.

This, I want more people to know.

In addition, in the original version of the old gentleman, the last sentence is "without teaching hard to make lovesickness", but combined with the context, I feel that in my writing method, it is more appropriate to use the popular "without teaching life and death for lovesickness" .

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