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That futon is neither new nor old, neither thick nor thin, it is the common style in Taoist temples or ancestral halls.
The second master of the Tang family looked at the futon, but didn't speak.
When kneeling, it is more comfortable to have a futon between the knees and the hard ground.
The question is who will he kneel to
Of course His Majesty the Pope.
Countless lights hung like stars in the night sky, and a young man stood among them.
The second master of the Tang family didn't speak, nor did he hear anyone else speak.
The silence in the hall continued.
The second master of the Tang family gradually narrowed his eyes.
He finally moved, walked to the futon, raised his front lapel with both hands, and knelt down slowly.
His movements were very slow and meticulous, and it took him a long time to lift his front flap, bend his knees slightly, and lean forward.
This time was enough for him to think about many things.
I heard that His Majesty the previous pope also came to Wenshui many years ago. When did my father perform such a grand gift
You and Tang Tang are of the same generation, so I am the elder, how can you accept my courtesy
Even if you don't call me second uncle, you should at least say excuse me.
This period of time is really long, and for the second master of the Tang family, it can be called a long time.
Enough for him to think about so many things, and naturally enough for the young man in the light and shadow to talk.
But why haven't I heard your voice until now
He even wondered if he had missed it
Or is the other party's voice too soft, or too vague
No, the Dao Hall is so quiet, no matter how soft the voice is, it can be heard clearly.
For example, at this moment, his knee finally met the futon, and the soft futon made a soft sound.
But to his ears, it was like thunder, thrilling.
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The second master of the Tang family knelt down in front of Chen Changsheng just like that.
Until this scene actually happened, he still couldn't believe it.
He couldn't believe that Chen Changsheng didn't say anything to excuse him.
He couldn't believe that Chen Changsheng accepted his gift in such a calm manner.
The sound of the knee meeting the futon disappeared, and all the sounds in the temple disappeared, and it was extremely quiet, only the lights could be heard being stirred by the breeze.
The second master of the Tang family knelt on the futon, feeling more and more cold, but his expression became more and more indifferent.
Then he stood up.
When kneeling, it looks like a jade mountain is about to fall, when rising, it looks like water coming out of the morning sun, clean and neat, without hesitation.
He stood up by himself.
It was obvious that this was a faux pas before Sheng, but he was so angry at this point that he decided to ignore it.
He looked at Chen Changsheng with an indifferent expression and said, "I have seen His Majesty the Pope."
Not bye, just met.
The Daoist Hall was still quiet, and the countless lights were blown by the breeze, making rustling sounds, like a sea of pine trees in the mountains.
Chen Changsheng looked at the second master of the Tang family quietly for a long time.
This is the first time he saw each other.
Whether it was the change of Tianshu Mausoleum or the murder of Zhou Tong in Xuejie, he had never met this legendary second master of the Tang family.
The second master of the Tang family was very similar to Tang Thirty-six, with a handsome face, an indifferent demeanor, and his own nobility, but there was a gloomy look between his eyebrows and eyes.
"When I see you, I will naturally think of him." Chen Changsheng said: "I haven't seen him for a long time, the more this is the case, the more I miss him when he was still by my side, he helped me a lot at that time thing."
The second master of the Tang family asked, "For example?"
Chen Changsheng took a step forward, and walked in front of the second master of the Tang family through the changing light and shadow.
"For example... Now he will tell you, did I let you get up? Did you get up like this?"
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As the very rare pope in history who failed to step into the sacred realm, Chen Changsheng's talent was still limited, but his realm strength was still limited.
The second master of the Tang family knew this very well, but looking at the young man walking out of the sea of light and shadow, looking at his calm face, and listening to his words, he felt an indescribable pressure rushing towards his face , like countless mountains, and like a vast sea of stars, falling into Wenshui, aroused countless waves in his consciousness!
It wasn't until this moment that he realized that no matter how powerful his realm was, Chen Changsheng was now the Pope, so he was facing a Pope.
This kind of consciousness made him feel very uncomfortable, just like Chen Changsheng said this sentence in Tang Sanshiliu's tone.
did i wake you up
If Tang Thirty-Six were present today, he would really say that, and he would never give any face, and he might even be even more mean.
The second master of the Tang family narrowed his eyes again.
Naturally, he would not kneel again, and smiled slightly, without speaking.
Without what if, Tang Thirty-Six was imprisoned in the ancestral hall, and it is impossible for him to appear by your side again.
"The futon was prepared by me."
Chen Changsheng glanced at the futon on the ground, raised his head to look at the second master of the Tang family, and continued, "Because I hope you have prepared a softer futon for him. He was imprisoned in the ancestral hall for half a year, and he must have been punished to kneel for a long time because of his temperament, and it would be more difficult without a futon."
The second master of the Tang family said blankly: "He is a child of my Tang family, so he will naturally be taken care of by the elders in the family, and the Pope will not care about him."
Chen Changsheng said: "He is my friend, there is no way not to care."
Hearing these words, the second master of the Tang family raised his eyebrows and said, "The Pope only cares about these trivial matters?"
Chen Changsheng said: "For me, this is a big deal."
The second master of the Tang family said in a deep voice: "Could it be bigger than the future of Li Gong?"
Chen Changsheng said: "I think, maybe this is a misunderstanding between Mrs. Tang and you. My coming to Wenshui City has nothing to do with Li Palace, but just for him."
The second master of the Tang family sneered and said, "Really? Don't tell me, His Excellency, you just want to take him away, and you don't have any other demands on my Tang family?"
Chen Changsheng said, "Exactly."
"Does the Pope think this is funny? Otherwise, why would he say such a joke?"
The second master of the Tang family thought it was so absurd, and thought to himself, do you think that by saying such a thing, you can convince the whole world that the state religion doesn't have any thoughts about the Tang family
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Chen Changsheng's words and deeds were very funny, so he laughed out loud.
Generally speaking, when used to describe a big laugh, the word “haha” or the word “loud” will always be added in front of it, because of course there should be a sound when laughing.
But everyone knew that the second master of the Tang family laughed silently, no matter whether he was smiling or laughing loudly.
He just opened his mouth, looking like a mime in Xuelao City, performing absurd plots, silently mocking others and the world to his heart's content.
This was the first time Chen Changsheng saw the legendary silent smile of the second master of the Tang family.
He didn't find it funny or scary, just ugly and painful, like a fat goose with a chain around its neck waiting to be fed.
"I miss my friend even more. If he was here at this time, he might say... Are you dumb? Otherwise, why would you laugh so hard?"
When Chen Changsheng said this, he didn't mean to be sarcastic, but with a touch of nostalgia.