Originally, Fang Jun was a staunch communist fighter in his previous life, who believed in "man can conquer nature" and wanted to get rid of feudal superstition... But now, a time-travel phenomenon that cannot be explained by science has happened to him, making him oscillate between materialism and idealism.
indefinite.
Are there gods and ghosts?
Universally, no one can see it. Speaking from the most basic dialectics, it can be said that there is none.
So how to explain the mysterious power that controls time travel?
Not to mention, there are so many things in this world that cannot be explained by science...
Li Chunfeng, Yuan Tiangang, and the Sande master from Qingyuan Temple all seemed to be able to master that mysterious power, which gave Fang Jun a great sense of crisis.
With so many chores in the past few years, he almost forgot about this old monk...
However, now that we are in front of the mountain gate, can we still turn around and leave?
Fang Jun frowned. This matter is always a taboo that lingers in his mind. Should he face it bravely? If he can't avoid disaster, can he hide it for a lifetime? If these people are just pretending to be gods, he will definitely make them look good. If he really does,
With such unpredictable abilities, relying on the emperor's favor and his current status, could he really be caught and burned alive as a monster?
This is an inner demon, and only by getting rid of it can you feel at ease.
He made up his mind and said with a smile on his face: "Thank you so much, little master."
The young novice monk said quickly: "The donor is so polite... please come with me."
After saying that, he turned around and entered the mountain gate, motioning for Fang Jun to follow.
The Fang family's motorcade drove into the mountain gate in a mighty manner, attracting the attention of the pilgrims who came to Qingyuan Temple to offer incense.
"Whose house is this? It's such a big pomp."
"Dude, are you from out of town?"
"How can I see it?"
"Well, the young man riding the horse at the front is the famous Fang Erlang. If he can ride the horse to lead the way, he is naturally the Fang family's motorcade, and I'm sure the Fang Prime Minister and his wife are in the carriage."
"Hey! I heard in the countryside that this young man is about twenty feet tall and has a pale face. His appearance is uglier than that of Ye Chashang, and his arms are as strong as a thousand catties... This young man is only twenty years old, right? Can he defeat the Turkic wolf cavalry?
Able to cross the seven seas to destroy a country and exterminate heirs?"
"Yes, this is Fang Erlang... But where did you hear about this? Come on, come on, tell me quickly, it's quite interesting..."
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The pilgrims nearby were talking a lot, and Fang Jun's face turned darker as he listened.
Forgetting everything else, why is he uglier than Yaksha?
Although I can’t say he’s good-looking, he still has good facial features and is sunny and handsome, right? He’s so tall and has a pale face...
With a dark face, Fang Jun rode his horse and followed the young monk into a side courtyard. This place was quiet and unique. It was obviously a temporary resting place prepared for the wealthy families who came to offer incense. When the Fang family got off the carriage, they entered
After taking a short rest in the exquisite house, a young monk has already brought hot tea and snacks.
Attentive care, home away from home, a bit like a scenic spot of later generations...
Fang Jun shook his head, drank a cup of hot tea, and walked out of the house.
The courtyard here is located on the west side of the Main Hall. It is not a separate building, but a series of seven or eight courtyards. It is obviously the reception area of the temple, used to entertain the royal family, nobles, dignitaries, and first-class people who come to offer incense.
Naturally, the purpose of service is to reward these people with generous sesame oil money.
Fang Jun's anxiety relaxed slightly. This was obviously a trick for later generations to make money. In this era, the gods have supreme privileges. Even the most powerful emperor in the world has to be a head lower than the gods and dare not say anything easily.
Blasphemy, so this is the best way to make money...
From this point of view, Master Sande is not an eminent monk, but a business wizard who is good at management. How much real ability can such a person have?
Come to think of it, I can't see through my nature as a time traveler who "resurrects the soul through the corpse"...
In a good mood, I walked to the entrance of the courtyard and watched the pilgrims coming and going, as if I was in the market of Lishan Mountain.
To the left of the door, there is a tall locust tree. At this moment, all the leaves have fallen, but its canopy of branches can still be seen. There is a pile of snow that has not yet melted under the tree. A carriage from the Fang family is parked here, and a man in brocade clothes is parked here.
The young man in rich clothes was standing next to the car, with a flattering smile on his face and high spirits. He was smiling and talking to the people in the car. From time to time, he could hear crisp laughter coming from the car...
Fang Jun frowned.
Isn't this guy... the King of Shu, Li Min?
An evil fire suddenly surged up in my heart!
Why?
Because that carriage is the frame of my younger sister Fang Xiuzhu...
You little bastard, how dare you provoke my little sister?!
Fang Jun was angry from the bottom of his heart and walked over with a long stride.
Over there, Li Min was standing next to the car, talking to Fang Xiuzhu in the car through a gap in the car curtain. The girl's beautiful and dignified face was hidden in the shadows in the car, but not only did it not weaken her beauty
, but it adds a bit of mystery and beauty...
The young man's heart was beating loudly.
He racked his brains and told some interesting things, which made the girl in the car laugh out loud from time to time, and he felt that his whole body was filled with an indescribable sense of accomplishment. At this moment, even if he was given the title of prince, he would not be able to do so.
Change!
However, a dark shadow flashed out of the corner of his eye, and he looked over subconsciously. Li Min was immediately frightened to death!
"Fangfangfang...Brother Fang, what do you want to do?"
Seeing Fang Jun striding over with a gloomy face, Li Min jumped back in fright and shouted loudly. His guards were all rushed aside. When they heard his cry, they all gathered around, thinking that their prince was injured.
What frightened him? When they saw Fang Jun, whose face was as dark as water, everyone was stunned.
Fang Jun came to the car, stretched out his hand to lift the car curtain, and saw the little girl sitting in the car, her face was a little red with embarrassment, and she was embarrassed.
Fang Jun had a cold face and scolded: "My father and mother are in the courtyard. If you don't go with me, why do you come here and talk to some random bastards? Come in quickly!"
"oh……"
Fang Xiuzhu shrank her neck, not daring to refute, so she could only respond, but glanced at Li Min with her bright eyes, obviously very worried, lest he, the second brother, could not get along with Li Min... But she could usually be with her second brother.
She acted coquettishly and acted shamelessly, but whenever her second brother acted seriously, she felt frightened.
Naturally, I didn't dare to say more, lowered my head, and let the carriage drive into the yard...
Fang Jun turned to face Li Min.
Li Min swallowed hard and forced out a smile: "Well...it's been a while since I've seen Brother Fang, you're all right..."
He was really frightened by Fang Jun.
This stick is the most arrogant and domineering. In the eyes of others, the children of the royal family are like nobles, but in the eyes of this person, they are not even worth mentioning.
If he was beaten by Fang Jun today, not to mention that his father would not care about him, even his mother and brother would only criticize Fang Jun for his fault.
Therefore, even if Fang Jun said that he was a "messy bastard", he did not dare to refute him. Bastards can be bastards. Anyway, these words are not just scolding themselves, but they even scolded their father and brother, and they didn't care.
,I don’t care either...
But then again, you have such a dark and gloomy face, we didn’t provoke you, did we?
Fang Jun stared at him.
I have to say that all of His Majesty Li Er's descendants, regardless of their talent, learning, or character, are all top-notch in appearance.
Prince Li Chengqian's face is as white as jade, but his temperament is gentle and generous. He feels like a gentleman when he looks at him. Although King Li Tai of Wei is a little fatter, he also has regular facial features. It can be seen that he was a rare handsome man when he was thin in the past. As for Li Ke, then
His face made Fang Jun envious and jealous, he was so handsome that he was so handsome...
The Li Min in front of me has perfectly inherited his mother's appearance, with sharp eyebrows at the temples, bright eyes, a straight nose and a straight mouth, and a tall and handsome figure, which completely outshines those little freshmen in later generations who cannot be seen without cosmetics.
However, Fang Jun knew that this guy was born with a good skin in vain. At the age of fifteen or sixteen, his bad temper had not yet been revealed. After a few years, this mischievous King of Shu had a bad record and was captured by His Majesty Li Er.
He repeatedly cut off the food and even once said, "Animals can be tamed and disturbed by humans; iron and stone can be forged into square and round tools. Those who are as stunned as ever are not as good as animals and iron and stone!" It can be said that it is extremely disappointing!
Such a useless second-generation ancestor who always makes trouble, dares to take advantage of his own sister?
Mother!
Believe it or not, I will break your legs...
He glared at Li Min with a cold face and said word by word: "Don't provoke my little sister, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
Li Min, who was originally very frightened, suddenly raised his head when he heard this, and yelled at the top of his voice: "Why? Why are you? My fair lady, a gentleman is so jealous. I have fallen in love with Sister Xiuzhu. The boy is unmarried and the girl is unmarried."
, why do you beat a mandarin duck?"
Fang Jun was very happy: "You still want to beat a mandarin duck with a stick? If you dare to talk nonsense again and ruin my little sister's reputation, believe it or not, I'll break your legs with a stick?"