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Chapter 1219 A family of wool

Cui Weizhen attracted all the attention.

With everyone's expressions fully visible, Cui Weizhen raised his thin lips slightly and said, "I don't believe in any religion, but if it can prolong life, there's no harm in learning the Taoist Nei Jing. It's just that this is a Taoist classic, and the Cui family can't take advantage of Taoism.

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Chong Xuzi was waiting for this sentence, and immediately said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it's all fate. Of course, if the magistrate and Mrs. Ning Guo are willing to come to Xuanzhen Temple to paint in their free time, I would be extremely grateful."

I see.

A flash of understanding flashed in Cui Weizhen's eyes. He was not afraid of asking for anything, but he was afraid of asking for nothing. This kind of mutually beneficial exchange was perfect. Cui Weizhen had no intention of observing the Buddhist festivals, so he nodded and agreed without any psychological pressure.

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However, he has no psychological pressure, and there are many people who care about him.

No, suddenly there was an angry shout outside the open wing: "You Chong Xuzi! You dare to kidnap my Buddhist disciple. Fortunately, I am here today, otherwise you, a stinky Taoist priest, would have succeeded!"

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The expressions on the faces of Chong Xuzi and the other Taoist priests became subtle.

Soon, with everyone in the Cui family stunned, two bald monks, one big and one small, appeared in front of everyone——

The great monk has a plump figure, a round head, a round belly and a round body. His fair and chubby appearance looks very much like the Maitreya Buddha in the treasure hall, but the angry look on his face at this time is a bit like the angry Vajra.

Along with the big monk was a little monk, who was about the same age as Cui Zhiduan, but his stature was much smaller. I don't know if it was because he was standing next to the big monk.

Although the little monk was small, he was dressed in monk's robes, his face was white and tender, and his solemn and solemn appearance was particularly cute. He was aware of everyone's gaze, and he was a little shy, so he lowered his head and chanted the Buddha's name.

Everyone was shocked by this turn of events, especially the Cui family, who were a little confused.

The Ningkang child scratched his head, and his voice was small but exceptionally clear: "Isn't this a Taoist temple? Why is there a great monk?"

Yes, why did the great monk appear in the Taoist temple? Looking at this posture, I don’t know whether the relationship between the two parties is good or bad. The two parties are not going to fight, right?

Perhaps aware of everyone's strange looks, he coughed lightly at Xuzi and introduced to Cui Weizhen and others: "This is Master Zhitong, the abbot of Huiguang Temple. Today he is here for the exchange between Buddhism and Taoism."

It turns out that the person who presided over the Qing Xiu mentioned above by Chong Xuzi was Master Zhitong.

After such an interruption, Master Zhitong's anger was somewhat controlled. He recited a Buddha's name and greeted Cui Weizhen and others: "Zhitong has met with Magistrate Cui and the two Tan Yue. I was rude just now. Please forgive me."

"It doesn't matter."

Cui Weizhen really didn't know what to say. His expression had been very subtle from the beginning. After all, it was one thing to know, but it was another thing to be exposed in person.

What kind of robbing, can this really be said?

No, his son Cui Zhiduan thought he was secretly asking his mother: "Mom, what is the Son of Buddha? Why does the great monk call daddy the Son of Buddha?"

Ye Zhenzhen: "..."

She really couldn't explain it, so she turned her attention to Cui Weizhen.

Cui Weizhen's mouth twitched. It was not appropriate for him to talk too much in this situation!

Master Zhitong, on the other hand, had no scruples and looked over with a smile: "This must be Mr. Cui Xiaolang. He has an exquisite appearance and a natural wisdom. He has the style of a prefect in his time. It is fitting that he is destined to be a member of our Buddhist family."

Cui Weizhen, Ye Zhenzhen: "..."

Aunt Cui: "..."

What's going on with these great monks? After fooling her son, she started fooling her grandson again. They were trying to catch her family's wool, right?


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