At this moment, Zhang Ling suddenly had the urge to go crazy and run away. She stood there for a long time without any movement, and she didn't know how long it took. Zhang Liufang came over and talked to her timidly. Zhang Ling then
reacted.
When Zhang Ling came back to his senses and took another closer look, he suddenly took a breath of air and said, oh, this incense burner is already densely filled with incense!
Not a damn one of them was bought here! I brought them all!!
What a wicked person!!! If the ancestors of the Three Qing Dynasties knew about it, they would be so angry that they would do the Three Corpse God Dance!!!
The corners of Zhang Ling's eyes kept twitching, and she cursed in her heart: Li Yundong, Li Yundong, how wicked and bubbling are you to be able to come up with such a wicked idea?
Zhang Liufang looked at Zhang Ling cautiously, and finally waited until the students were almost gone before she asked in a low voice and knowingly asked: "Uncle, who came up with this idea? Is it Li Yundong? Where can there be such a thing?
What's going on? It's so wicked!"
Zhang Liufang's calculations were quite accurate, and the implication of these words was that he completely dismissed himself and corrected his position.
Master uncle, master uncle, I was not with Li Yundong and the others when I disappeared these days. I have no idea what they are going to do. Even if I do know, they are watching me and I can’t send any news.
, even if there is a mobile phone that can send messages, it still has no power. Even if there is power, then...
Oh, in short, this matter has nothing to do with this girl! I am on your side. I was born as a member of the Zhengyi Sect. If I die... just forget it. I, this girl, must live a good life!
In short, this matter has nothing to do with me. It is all due to Li Yundong's bad character!
How could Zhang Ling have imagined that Zhang Liufang's calculations could go so far in one moment? She became furious and finally couldn't help roaring: "This is not just immoral, it is simply immoral!"
Zhang Liufang looked at Zhang Ling with a look of sadness and sympathy, and thought to herself: Alas, the master is so angry that he is incoherent!
Zhang Ling stayed there furiously for a while. After her anger subsided a little, she took a deep breath and laughed angrily: "Li Yundong, do you think you can force our Zhengyijiao to submit in this way? Then you are too naive.
!Earn less, earn less! At worst, I won’t earn your money, let’s see who can spend more than whom!”
Zhang Liufang nodded quickly at the side: "Yes, yes, as the saying goes, poverty cannot be moved, power cannot be subdued, wealth cannot be subdued..."
Zhang Ling was so angry that he interrupted her and said, "Can you talk when you fart? Is it appropriate to say this here?"
Zhang Liufang quickly covered her mouth with both hands and looked at Zhang Ling with a horrified look. After a while, she put down her hands and said cautiously: "Anyway, uncle, this little money is not enough for us."
In the eyes of the teacher, right? If Li Yundong wants to use this to force us to submit, that would be the most ridiculous thing in the world, right?"
Zhang Ling snorted angrily: "As long as you know! Let's go! I want to see what other tricks this Li Yundong can play?"
Zhang Liufang nodded vigorously and responded: "Yes, let's see what tricks he can do!" She followed Zhang Ling step by step. After walking a few steps, she couldn't help but look back. She
Looking at the densely packed incense candles in the incense burner, I thought to myself: Hey, that’s a lot of money...
She was sighing in her heart when she suddenly heard Zhang Ling shout angrily: "Zhang Liufang, what are you muttering about?"
Zhang Liufang was startled and never dared to look back, and followed Zhang Ling obediently.
The two of them came to the side hall of the Tianshi Mansion. Zhang Ling sat down on a futon cross-legged. She looked around and saw that she had sent Zou Ping out, and only Zhang Liufang was left beside her. She turned to
He pointed to the side and said, "Sit down and meditate with peace of mind and luck."
Zhang Liufang responded and carefully sat down next to her. Just as she was about to fall into trance, she heard bursts of noise coming from outside.
Isn't it? There are more than 2,000 people here, and they are all the most passionate and active college students. Boys and girls of this age are the most restless. They usually stay in the ivory tower so much that they almost get lice all over their bodies. Now let them out of the cage.
Come on, there are really two thousand hairy monkeys on the Huaguo Mountain. I wish everyone would carry a gun and start a revolution. That would be comfortable.
As the saying goes, there are soldiers like generals. Although Li Yundong is not the nominal leader of this group of students, he is definitely their spiritual leader. He himself could not formally come up with such an unprecedented idea.
It was a bad idea, so of course these students couldn't go anywhere seriously. They were making loud noises, laughing and cursing, and their voices were so boiling that the dragons and tigers were about to jump.
The side hall where Zhang Ling was located was separated from these sounds by a door. The loud and loud sounds came like waves. How could Zhang Liufang enter concentration?
She only forced herself to calm down for a while, and then she couldn't help but listen attentively, wanting to hear what the noise was about outside. Why was she so happy?
Zhang Liufang grew up in Longhu Mountain. Every flower and grass here is so familiar that you can touch it with your eyes closed. Naturally, there is nothing new, but almost all of these college students have never been here.
This place makes me curious about everything, and I will yell and make a fuss when I see a stone.
Zhang Liufang was so upset by the noise outside the door that she felt as if she had swallowed twenty-five little mice in one breath. She was scratching her heart with hundreds of paws. She stretched her neck to listen to the movement outside, but suddenly she heard Zhang Ling scolding: "
Zhang Liufang, if he is strong, let him be strong, and the breeze will blow on the high hills. If he is allowed to be horizontal, the bright moon will shine on the river! You should have read this poem by Master Sanfeng, right?"
Zhang Liufang shrank his neck in fright and whispered: "I've heard of it..."
Zhang Ling yelled: "I've heard this before! How do you practice your kung fu?"
Zhang Liufang didn't dare to say anything, so she had no choice but to close her eyes again. But no matter how hard she closed her eyes, she couldn't fall into trance. The noise outside was too noisy.
There is no way, this is what cultivation is like, the surrounding environment must be good, otherwise it is just empty talk.
Otherwise, for thousands of years, which great practitioner has practiced in a busy city? Which great practitioner has entered samadhi in a prosperous place? Or what if practitioners are looking for the ancestral temple of the Taoist temple, they must find the remote and quiet mountains and old forests with the most precious spiritual treasures.
?
The reason is very simple: I am afraid of being noisy!
More than two thousand students started making noise...it was so noisy that Zhang Liufang's head was dizzy. From morning to afternoon, the sound at the door never stopped. One wave came after another, and a group of people passed by and came again.
A group of people, it was almost like carpet bombing in turn, without any pause.
Finally, after the sun went down, these students gradually went down the mountain and left, and the gate finally became quiet.
In all her life, Zhang Liufang had never been disturbed from morning to night. After all the students left, she still felt a buzzing in her ears, and there seemed to be a lingering sound that lingered around her for three days.
She rubbed her temples with both hands painfully, complaining secretly in her heart, but after she glanced at Zhang Ling, she found that Zhang Ling was also frowning and shaking his head, as if to clear out the lingering sound in his ears.
After a while, Zhang Ling's side hall was pushed away. Zhang Ling shouted nervously: "Who? What are you doing!"
It was her apprentice Zou Ping who came in. Zou Ping was startled and said, "Master, it's me!"
Zhang Ling had been quarreling for a whole day. On the surface, she was calm and calm, but deep down, she had cut Li Yundong into pieces countless times. She had been up all day, and her nerves were a little abnormal. When she saw it was Zou Ping,
Then, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's you, come in, how about it? Is everything else okay?"
Zou Ping was followed by two Taoist priests. She and the two Taoist priests looked at each other. One of them, a slightly fatter Taoist priest, whispered: "Uncle, here is today's account list. Take a look."
Zhang Ling rubbed her temples with one hand and took the list with the other. She took a look at it and immediately laughed: "Not bad, there is still a six-digit profit?"
Zou Ping whispered: "Master, a lot of it is ticket income, and part of it is catering income..."
There is also a vegetarian canteen in Longhu Mountain. Although it is vegetarian, the price is much more expensive than many meat dishes. However, the students who come here do not care about these. Some people just go to try something new and spend all their money.
A lot of money.
Zhang Ling couldn't help laughing, and said with great pride: "Li Yundong, Li Yundong, how can you not be the Fudo Ming King? You are clearly a money-giving boy!"
Zou Ping and the two Taoist priests behind her looked at each other again. Zou Ping swallowed hard, handed over another list, and said: "Master, here is the loss list..."
"Huh?" Zhang Ling was stunned, then took it and took a look.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. At a glance, Zhang Ling jumped three feet high and roared angrily: "What happened to these twenty-eight small incense burners that were stolen? Also, thirty-one walls were demolished.
What happened again?"
Zou Ping said with a face about to cry: "Master, some walls have been in disrepair for a long time. I don't know who dug out a brick from it, but it fell down. As a result, many students picked up a brick and took it away.
He said he wanted to keep it as a souvenir...I can’t even stop him!"
Zhang Ling said angrily: "What about the incense burner? What happened to the incense burner?"
The slightly fat Taoist priest next to him carefully added: "Uncle, there are too many people coming to watch the incense burning inside, and I accidentally lost one... Each temple is similar, and I can't find it. I can't... search them one by one.
Bar?"
Zhang Ling was so angry that she was dizzy. Seeing that the other Taoist priest was hesitant to speak, she immediately pointed at him and said angrily: "What do you want to say?"
The Taoist priest shrank and said timidly: "Uncle, this list has not been written yet... Our Zhengyi Sect's cultural relics, wall stone monuments, ancient trees and strange flowers have been written or carved with pens and knives.
"Two hundred and thirty-eight" are the words "come here for a visit"..."
When Zhang Ling heard what the Taoist priest said, she was so angry that she almost spat out a mouthful of blood. She rushed out quickly, but she stopped after taking a few steps, and her heart was bleeding with hatred!
This is the cultural relic treasure of Longhu Mountain! The last time it was ruined like this was in the past seventy years!
Zhang Ling was so angry that her eyes darkened and she almost fainted from anger. At this time, other Taoist priests outside the door also came to the door of the hall, talking behind her and saying: "Uncle, today is really...
It’s so noisy that I can’t even practice cultivation even if I want to!”
"That's right, this is the early spring. Every inch of time is worth every inch of gold!"
"Senior Sister, I still want to take this opportunity to work hard to reach the golden body realm. After such a fuss, am I still practicing?"
Zhang Ling was so annoyed by the noise that she shouted: "Stop arguing, haven't they already gone down the mountain? It will be quiet at night. You should practice how you should practice!"
Upon hearing this, everyone thought this was the truth and dispersed one after another. But as soon as they turned around, they heard a voice coming from far down the mountain. It was high-pitched and clear, and it was clearly the amplified human voice from a high-power loudspeaker.
He said in an extremely emotional voice: "Dear classmates of Tiannan University, today we are gathered at the foot of Longhu Mountain. The starry sky has witnessed our friendship, and the bonfire has witnessed our youth. Now let us welcome Zhang Guofang, a freshman from the Department of Finance, Class Three.
Bring us a classic old song, let us sing and dance with joy and laughter!"
When these Taoist priests heard this, they were all in an uproar!
Damn it? After all the commotion during the day, it still doesn’t stop at night?
Also, who the hell wrote these lines? Do you dare to be more outrageous? Master Dao, I feel like vomiting just listening to this!
Zhang Ling and other Taoist priests did not dare to fly, so they all jumped onto the beams of the side hall. Looking down from a high position, they saw bonfires and tents at the foot of the mountain, and a burst of noise came towards them.
Zhang Ling's eyes were straight, the veins on her forehead were pulsing, and her fists were clenching. She took a deep breath and was about to speak when she heard an extremely distorted male voice shouting loudly and excitedly: "Sister, sit down.
The bow of the boat, brother, I'm walking on the shore!"
When these Taoist priests and nuns heard this, they almost fell off the roof and burst into tears every one of them!
Let me go for it, "The Tracker's Love"!!!
You are still fucking college students, do you dare to sing some more fashionable songs?
It doesn't matter if the song is not fashionable, do you dare to sing it in tune?
It doesn't matter if the tune is not accurate. Do you dare to stop a man who pretends to be a tune to sing a female voice?
Even if you, a grown man, sings a girl's voice, don't you dare to sing the lyrics correctly? That's love and love, hanging on the rope, not love and love, hanging on the bed!! That's the little sister, I'm sitting on the bow, not the little sister
I sit on the bedside!!
What kind of fucking college students are these? Are they so vulgar in singing?
Ancestor of the Sanqing Dynasty, Emperor Taihao... Please be merciful and let the host who spoke so cruelly just now come back... I can't help being ho1d!!