The name of the sect is not important, so why is it important? Meng Qi couldn't help but sneered, but on someone else's ship, it was better not to ask questions that shouldn't be asked.
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He was as silent as gold, and followed the little girl into the largest cabin. It was elegantly decorated, with paintings and calligraphy hanging on it, and toys on display, and sandalwood was lit, exuding tranquility.
Senior sister, the young master from outside has brought it. The little girl bowed respectfully to the tall woman behind the desk.
This woman is in her twenties, wearing a light red dress, with black hair in a bun. She has picturesque features and a noble temperament. She is generally cold, but she feels very awkward. It seems that she is not a living person, but a statue enshrined in the temple. The statues in the temple showed no emotion at all.
When Meng Qi came in, she was writing. Every word was just like her, mechanical, indifferent and absolutely rational.
It is unknown whether Qingshi Lu Li will be full of green sky in the year of grass. Thousands of floating clouds change in the present and the past, and the stream of light always throws away the economics.
When the little girl was saluting, she just happened to finish writing, with no deviation or loss of etiquette. It seemed that everything was under her strict and precise control.
This is what the girl asked in a relaxed mood.
The woman nodded slightly: Count my poem number.
Poetry number, I'm really envious, but I don't have this talent. Meng Qi looked calm on the surface: I'm Su Meng, I don't know what the girl is calling for, what should I call her
The corners of the woman's mouth raised, revealing a smile, but Meng Qi only felt that it was a carved smile, without any emotion, purely out of politeness.
Yue Ziqing. She softly uttered three words, stretched out her right hand, and asked to sit down.
The two sat across from each other at the desk. The little girl served two cups of tea and then left first.
Please have tea. Yue Ziqing seemed to be treating guests strictly according to a certain protocol.
Meng Qi picked up the tea lid and flicked it gently. He felt the fragrance of tea hit his nose, his blood vessels relaxed, and his meridians became active. It was as if his body and mind were feeling better after a serious illness.
He couldn't help but praise the good tea, and at the same time confirmed that there were no obvious toxins in this cup of tea. As for everything else, I definitely have the chance to crush the reincarnation talisman anyway, so I'm not afraid.
Yue Ziqing nodded gently: Liuguang Shaohua Tea.
Meng Qi took a sip, and the tea went down his throat like silk. His body was exhausted, his essence and blood were depleted, and he was feeling the discomfort of a serious illness. Just like the first snow meeting the scorching sun, it melts quickly.
Even if this is worse than nothing, it will be more valuable. It was also better than Baicao Dan. Meng Qi was secretly surprised by the extravagant hospitality.
Yue Ziqing just sat like that, looking like that, motionless, like a statue of a fairy. When Meng Qi finished drinking the tea, she took a sip herself and asked directly: Mr. Su, you have a Buddhist sacred object on your body.
How could this be detected? Meng Qi took a deep breath. Could it be because of the green lantern in front of the Buddha that she invited herself on board the boat and served her good tea
Seeing that Meng Qi didn't answer, Yue Ziqing added: It should be a green lantern in front of the Buddha.
Meng Qi frowned and quickly took off the green lantern hanging in front of the Buddha on his chest: I know Miss Yue
Indeed it is. A happy smile that should appear at this time appeared on Yue Ziqing's face. In the past, my family's ancestor made it for the Buddha.
This, this origin, and the fact that her family's ancestor was at least Dharmakaya Meng Qi, was difficult to restrain. There was surprise on his face.
Yue Ziqing took out another green lantern from his arms. The light was like a bean, illuminating a place with warmth and tranquility: After the Patriarch made the green lantern in front of the Buddha, he used the remaining materials to make one for himself, although it was not as good as yours. Light. Just doing it casually can be regarded as something magical. When you get close, you will feel it.
No wonder Meng Qi finally felt relieved. His green lantern in front of the Buddha was damaged and it was normal for him to have no sense.
Yuezi looked at himself and said: The founder once heard the words of the Buddha, if Buddhism will decline in the future. The demons are dancing wildly. This lamp will illuminate the final Dharma and guide the real treasure. Therefore, I invite you to get on the boat and drink a cup of tea to heal your injuries.
This lamp is indeed quite a secret. No wonder the Arhat has to be guarded after his transformation. Meng Qi thought to himself and blurted out: Miss Yue is also a member of Buddhism.
Yue Ziqing shook his head: the founder had left Buddhism long ago.
She paused and asked: Mr. Su, does he know the word for the essence of Buddhism
Meng Qi was still a half-hearted monk after all, so he answered without hesitation: nothing.
However, the four elements are empty, everything is empty, and the world is illusory. Only by exploring it can we let go and transcend the sea of suffering. Yue Ziqing's eyes were a little bright. Therefore, the monks studied Buddhism, practiced the divine palm, and condensed the dharma body in order to break through the illusion. However, this was only the beginning. Since everything is empty, the Buddha Dharma is also empty, and the Tathagata's divine palm is still empty. , if you cannot explore them and put them down, you will eventually fall into the lower vehicle and have the fruit of Arhat. In Buddhism, this is called cutting off the Dharma-self.
Meng Qi was amazed when he heard that people who were born as monks know more about Buddhism than me. Indeed, it has a deep connection with Buddhism.
Yue Ziqing changed the topic: But my ancestor didn’t think so. There is a reason behind any illusion, and every existence has its reason. If you can’t find it, you will think of them as illusions and emptiness, which is just a misguided approach.
Mr. Su should have experienced hallucinations, but where did hallucinations come from? The spirit interferes with the senses and affects the soul. The spirit seems to be illusory, but it is also a real existence, rooted in the soul of the soul. The soul of the soul is ethereal, but after all it is a form of all things. ; The reincarnation of cause and effect is nothing more than a self-defining term that does not understand certain laws.
The soul is a thing, and the spirit is a thing, just like rocks, mountains, mountains, and sea water. There is no essential difference. Everything is a thing. This is my ancestor’s understanding of the universe and the world.
She raised her hand and pointed. Meng Qi looked along and saw the words:
Real and true.
No wonder her ancestor left Buddhism. They had different ideas and couldn't coexist at all. Meng Qi finally understood what was going on. To be honest, this concept was closer to Meng Qi's own.
Okay, Mr. Su, please come back. Before Meng Qi could say anything, Yue Ziqing served tea to see off the guests.
Meng Qi was confused and felt that it was so inexplicable. He was approached by someone, and he only drank a cup of tea and listened to a lecture. He did nothing and was about to leave.
On the way to leave, he finally couldn't help it and asked the little girl in green clothes: Miss Yue always does things like this without any beginning or end.
The little girl had a sad face: "The senior sister is a bit, a bit good at teaching others."
Well, what can Meng Qi say? After all, after drinking Liuguang Shaohua Tea, his body's shortcomings have been made up a lot. Although it will not return to its peak condition in a short period of time, it is much better than being weak and weak after a serious illness.
He took a boat ashore and was about to hide his identity and go directly to the secret stronghold of the Liumen Catching Wind Secret Service to stay temporarily to avoid the wind. Suddenly he heard the sound of a piano, and the sky was clear and clear.
Turning around, I saw a pavilion on the hill by the shore. There was a young man in white clothes sitting in the hall. He was wearing a turban on his head and playing a guqin. There was a burner of sandalwood burning next to the qin. There was a maid behind him. Holding the chessboard.
This young man was as beautiful as a woman, and his face was pale, as if he was seriously ill. There was no sense of danger at all.
But Meng Qi's heart suddenly rose to his throat. He wondered how the common people could appear here. Could it be that he had set up a trap
My young master invites Mr. Su to come up and talk about it. the maid shouted loudly.
Meng Qi pondered for a moment, held the reincarnation talisman, and went directly up the hill. He sat in front of Wang Siyuan, leisurely and contented, without any trace of unfamiliarity: You didn't do it.
If it was my plan, you would have died long ago. Wang Siyuan stopped playing the piano and coughed lightly.
He took the handkerchief and wiped his mouth: What do you think about the trap
Meng Qi pondered for a moment and said: "It seems to be designed based on my personality. I like to do things quickly and slowly, go straight to the point, and am good at surprise attacks. In the end, I just hit the mark."
When dealing with matters in the Tang family in Yicheng, he brought this trait into full play, and the effect was very good. However, once any action pattern becomes a fixed pattern, it is his own weakness and must be reviewed and improved.
You didn't notice anything unusual on the way. Wang Siyuan was noncommittal to Meng Qi's answer.
Meng Qi gritted his teeth: When he found the ball of paper in the shopkeeper's mouth, he had a little suspicion.
Because this situation is all too familiar.
However, I thought that I found them very quickly, and I could rush to Guanjinyuan very quickly. If there were no problems, it would be good. If there were problems, I would rush there in advance, so that I could disrupt their steps and find the real clues. , and to ambush me and frame me, many conditions need to be met, and the timing needs to be just right. It relies too much on the interlocking links. If there is a slight oversight, it will be a bamboo basket to draw water. This kind of plan is the easiest to be broken, so it is really successful. Timing, I was still very surprised. Now it seems that when a very strong expert follows me
Meng Qi analyzed himself, and the layout this time only has three links. My suspicions are very few and not deep. It is reasonable for everyone in the coffin shop to be silenced. No one else would doubt it. Finding clues from the corpses is certain. It's abnormal, but it's normal. If there is another link and another clue is found later, I will definitely become suspicious.
Wang Siyuan listened quietly without comment. After Meng Qi finished speaking, he showed a smile: If I tell you, no matter whether you have doubts or not, no matter how you deal with it, the final result will not change. Do you believe it
Why didn't Meng Qi answer the question
Wang Siyuan coughed a few times: Any sophisticated plan that relies entirely on an interlocking layout is very easy to destroy. After all, there are too many variables. My nickname is worth all the people, but I never dare to say that it is all the people. If it is such a chain plan, there is no big problem with your response, but your mistake is that you don’t know the other party’s true purpose, and you can’t guess who is attacking you, so you can’t see the real layout. This kind of It’s time to jump out.
Therefore, when you see the success of the old-fashioned trap of exquisite single boards that makes people fall into the trap, before you think it is incredible and sneer, think about what is the real layout behind it. Why does the opponent dare to design such an easy-to-see-through conspiracy and actually succeed? . If you like this work, you are welcome to support it, it is my biggest motivation.