The Dharma Sea of ​​the Green Snake

Chapter 434 I want to practice

"Amitabha! After all, it's a bad fate!"

At the same time, Zen Master Lingyou, who was meditating in the meditation room in the backyard of Tongqing Temple, suddenly opened his eyes, with an expression of relief or helplessness on his face.

"Master? Are you awake?"

As if he heard Zen Master Lingyou's voice, Zhang Chusheng, who had just finished his work in the hall, asked immediately.

"Go away, I don't have you villains!"

Hearing Zhang Chusheng's voice, Zen Master Lingyou immediately rolled his eyes angrily.

"Master, even if you say that, you have to drink this bowl of soup first."

Pushing open the door of the meditation room, I saw Zhang Chusheng probed the situation inside first, and then carefully walked to Zen Master Lingyou with a bowl of "Buxin Soup".

"This is what my brother ordered. If you don't drink it, he will definitely kill me."

Looking at Zhang Chusheng who was "sophistrying" with a hippie smile, Zen Master Lingyou had no choice but to sigh in a low voice.

"I knew I had listened to your senior brother, why didn't I see you hear what I said."

"Tell you to watch over your senior brother, and tell him not to go down the mountain to cause trouble again, but you didn't watch him even once."

Faced with Zen Master Lingyou's complaints, Zhang Chusheng, who had long been accustomed to this scene, ignored it at all, and continued to bring the soup to the other party with a playful smile.

Because since Wen Wende began to try to master the key to the "Bridge of Heaven and Earth", the task of delivering medicine to Zen Master Lingyou fell on Zhang Chusheng.

Zhang Chusheng even wondered for a while whether his unreliable senior brother took the opportunity to leave this difficult task to himself in the name of "practice".

As a result, I, who was favored by the master, became the person the other party least liked to see at this time in the morning.

"Master, I also want to look at my senior brother!"

"But who asked Sister Qing to stand by him? I still expect her to bring me shortbread!"

Listening to Zhang Chusheng's confident "betrayal", Zen Master Lingyou felt annoyed for a while, and even forgot about the previous helplessness.

"Just for a shortbread, you forgot to forget your master's teaching?!"

Shaking his head decisively, Zhang Chusheng's next sentence directly made Master Lingyou so angry that he didn't want to speak.

"Not only shortbread, but also other snacks..."

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"Father, how long are we going to stay here?"

Pushing open the door, she heard the voices of Zhang Chusheng and Zen Master Lingyou in the yard. Yue'er, who had woken up so early in the morning, turned her head and looked at Zou Qiwu who was beside her.

Just like at home, I saw Zou Qiwu leisurely pouring tea while admiring the scenery in the yard.

For Zou Qiwu, who travels around all the year round, his requirements for the living environment are almost "none".

Zou Qiwu has never stayed in barren mountains and wild mountains, deserts and yellow sands.

But in the backyard of this small temple, Zou Qiwu felt a long-lost warmth.

On the one hand, this was because the feng shui and decorations in the backyard were pleasing to the eye, and on the other hand, it was also because Zou Qiwu's trip did not have any purpose.

So after hearing his daughter's voice, Zou Qiwu, who rarely showed a lazy side, turned his head and asked with some doubts.

"Are you homesick?"

Angrily glaring at her father, Yue'er immediately asked back.

"Don't you want a mother?"

Glancing at the angry Yue'er, Zou Qiwu, who knew his daughter Mo Ruo's father, also asked back.

"Are you really missing your mother?"

Yue'er's mother is a leader of Tibetan ethnic minorities, and she is also a mother who is extremely strict with her children.

Zou Qiwu didn't believe that Yue'er asked such a question because she missed her mother.

"Father! You are so boring!"

Immediately, she was stopped by Zou Qiwu's rhetorical question, Yue'er hesitated for a while, and then said coquettishly annoyed.

"At this time, you should follow my words. I really don't know how my mother fell in love with you in the first place!"

Unlike most of the feudal patriarchs in this era, Yue'er's parents are a typical "loving father and strict mother" model.

When facing Zou Qiwu, Yue'er would act coquettishly, get angry, and even rush to pull his beard when she was overwhelmed.

But when facing her mother, Yue'er was a standard obedient girl, not to mention being stubborn, she didn't even dare to show a little bit of rebellion.

Because Yue'er's mother really dared to beat people ruthlessly, Yue'er felt deeply about this point.

"I also want to know how your mother fell in love with me..."

Taking a sip of tea comfortably, Zou Qiwu's memory seemed to return to that "escape trip" more than ten years ago.

At that time, Zou Qiwu had just helped Chan Master Lingyou "steal" the soul boy.

In order to prevent someone from following the clues to find him, Zou Qiwu at that time gave up all his family business in Chang'an, and went to Tibet with only a roll of straw mat.

That is the place where Zou Qiwu was born and grew up, and it is also the "scar" in his heart that he will face sooner or later.

It is hard to say whether Zou Qiwu's resolute choice to help Chan Master Lingyou was to force himself to return to Tibet.

In short, the result was that Zou Qiwu worked hard and went back to Tibet in the end.

Then he was taken a fancy to by Yue'er's mother, and was forced to bring him back to the clan to get married.

"Father, I want to practice!"

Seeing that Zou Qiwu fell into the memories of the past again, Yue'er, who finally stopped hiding her purpose, shouted loudly.

"I know."

To Yue'er's surprise, Zou Qiwu, who had returned to his senses from the memory, did not show the slightest surprise.

"Father? You know?"

This time it was Yue'er's turn to open her mouth in surprise.

In Yue'er's impression, although her father seldom loses his temper, he has a personality and principles that are more difficult to change than his mother.

She thought that even if Zou Qiwu would not oppose her practice, she would definitely not support it.

As a result, he never expected that Zou Qiwu's behavior at this moment was so calm, so calm that even Yue'er was a little unbelievable.

"You bent around for a long time, just to say this?"

Slowly putting down the teacup in his hand, Zou Qiwu explained softly.

"Your father and I are not those old-fashioned people. We never think that girls have to marry honestly, and then get married and have children to live their lives."

"I originally wanted you to inherit your father's business and give you one more choice in the future."

"But now that you have decided to practice, as long as you can persuade Wende, why should I be that villain and oppose it?"

Zou Qiwu was telling the truth, but he didn't explain one thing.

That is, the path of cultivation is far more difficult than normal life, even if Pei Wende has no views of the sect, he is willing to impart some tips and methods of cultivation.

Given Yue'er's character, it is almost impossible to really achieve something on this road.

"Speaking of which, Wende should be in the front hall by now, right?"

—Recommendation ticket—/—Monthly ticket—

(End of this chapter)