Traveling from The Deer and Ding Tale

Chapter 55
"Junior brother, you..." Huicong looked at Zhou Pingan helplessly, and almost didn't bring it up.

"Amitabha, yes, yes, Master Huiming really likes me." Cheng Shi was overjoyed.

"Goodness, goodness, as long as we send the Blood God Sect to see the Buddha, the Buddha will definitely forgive them." Chengtai clasped his hands together.

"Yes, yes, my Buddha is merciful. The desolation in Mobei is not as blissful as the Western Paradise. The poor monk is willing to help the Blood God Sect." Cheng Kong, the head of the Arhat Hall, also spoke.

All of a sudden, in the Daxiong Palace, except for the abbot Huicong, everyone's opinions were surprisingly unified.

However, Abbot Huicong did not agree to take action against the Blood God Cult.

"This matter can be discussed later." After Huicong finished speaking, he left silently.

At this moment, the random system of Wanjie jumped out to join in the fun.

[Ding, the Wanjie random system successfully triggered a random task. 】

[Choice [-]: Follow Abbot Huicong’s arrangements and act like a coward when the Blood God Sect comes to provoke you. After completing the task, you will be rewarded - Turtle Tiangang Armor. 】

[Option [-]: Send the abbot Hui Cong to Beijing to deal with the Blood God Sect alone, and get a reward after completing the mission - Confucian Great Harmony Golden Elixir. 】

Zhou Pingan was taken aback for a moment, and slandered inwardly. It seems that if the pot is really crooked, it should be equipped with a bad pot cover. For the task of being a turtle, the reward is also the equipment for being a turtle.

This time, Zhou Pingan made up his mind without even looking at the tasks and rewards of option two, "I choose two."

Option [-], not only does the task look not difficult, but the task rewards are also very good.

The Confucian Datong Golden Pill, although it seems to be just a "men's favorite pill" with the functions of promoting blood circulation, removing blood stasis, strengthening yang and tonifying kidney,
But in fact, when the elixir enters the body, in addition to strengthening the yang and tonifying the kidney, it can also slowly promote changes in the mentality of the user. Even those who reject Confucianism will gradually accept and fall in love with Confucianism.

Moreover, within one year, he transformed into a loyal practitioner of the Confucian Datong concept.

Seeing the lonely back of Hui Cong leaving slowly, Zhou Pingan hurried up, stopped Hui Cong and said:
"Senior brother, before I came to Shaolin, Prince Kang, the most trusted prince in the capital, specially told my junior brother that he had admired your profound Buddhist studies for a long time.
I hope you will go to Beijing to teach him Buddhism. He promised me that as long as the senior brother goes to Beijing, he will donate to build a new Buddhist temple. The location, size, scale, and monks will all be decided by you, senior brother! "

After Zhou Ping'an finished speaking, he smiled inwardly. If Lao Kang knew that I had done so many good deeds for him in advance, he would probably have to thank me when he went back.

Zhou Pingan was determined, based on his friendship with Prince Kang, as long as Hui Cong was willing to go and he wrote a letter, Prince Kang would definitely do it.

Moreover, with such generous conditions, Zhou Pingan felt that there was no reason not to go, regardless of public or private.

However, to Zhou Pingan's surprise, Hui Cong slowly shook his head, "Prince Kang wants to worship the Buddha, so he came to Shaolin in person, and the poor monk should give him his money..."

After finishing speaking, Hui Cong clasped his hands together and wanted to leave.

"Hey, senior brother, this is a great opportunity for Guangda Buddhism. Your public tour is a new temple. If you go to this kind of good thing a few more times, the monks of the Tang Dynasty don't need to travel west to learn scriptures. You will complete the expansion of the West Buddha to the east. ..."

Hui Cong hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head and left.

Zhou Pingan stood on the spot blankly, never expecting to encounter such a big resistance in the first pass.

……

"Uncle, are you looking for me?" Chengtai, the head of Banruo Hall, thought that Zhou Ping'an was looking for him to trouble the Blood God Cult, and his eyes lit up.

"Teacher, nephew, tell me honestly, what happened to Brother Abbot and the leader of the Blood God Sect... Mom?" Zhou Pingan said, and he burst out laughing.

"Hey, Master Uncle, let me tell you, this is the case..."

Chengtai recounted the events of Hui Cong's past with great interest, and at the end, he added a sentence that still left something to be desired,
"The most irritating thing is that Master Abbot and Fairy Ruhua have been entangled for so many years, but the current leader of the Blood God Sect, Ji Ba, is not their child..."

"..."

Zhou Pingan felt a little vomiting blood. He never expected that the story of Lao Wang next door could also be staged on the head of Abbot Shaolin.

After Chengtai happily finished speaking, he begged Zhou Pingan mysteriously, "Master, you must keep it a secret..."

"You have already revealed the scars that the abbot has hidden for decades for the whole world to see, and you don't need me to keep them secret." Zhou Ping'an rolled his eyes at Chengtai speechlessly.

"No wonder the abbot brother hardly ever leaves the temple gate, he is a bit autistic." Zhou Ping'an clicked his tongue,
"If I facilitate my brother's trip to Beijing, will it not only be helpful for holding the martial arts conference and rescuing the old Shunzhi emperor, but also help my brother open his heart?"

Why should an honest man suffer?And after decades of losses, Lao Wang's son will beat him up?There is no law of heaven, no law of the king.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ping'an made up his mind, even if it wasn't for completing the task, he must facilitate Brother Hui Cong's trip to the capital.

At the same time, Zhou Ping'an also wanted to see with his own eyes what the leader of the Blood God Sect, Ji Ba, looked like, and why he bullied honest people so unreasonably.

However, it was useless to use Prince Kang's sign to deceive Huicong. Huicong didn't even sell Prince Kang's face, so whose face would he sell?
For a while, Zhou Pingan couldn't think of any good solution.

Unknowingly, Zhou Pingan, who was thinking about countermeasures, walked to the gate of Shaolin Temple.

"See Vice President Zhou!" The three guards greeted Zhou Pingan uniformly when they saw Zhou Pingan coming out.

"Oh, I'm going..." Zhou Ping'an was taken aback, recovered from his contemplation, looked at Wang Jinxiang and the three of them with a smile, and said, "If it weren't for the three brothers who said Zhou Fudutong, I almost thought I was really It’s Zen Master Huiming from Shaolin Temple…”

Wang Jinxiang knew that Zhou Ping'an had no pretensions and was close to ordinary guards, so he replied with a smile: "The emperor specially asked the three of us to stay and obey the orders of Vice President Zhou at any time."

"Yeah... Your Majesty... the old Kang Prince Kang can't do it, but Master Kang... ah bah... the old Kang Xi can do it!"

Zhou Ping'an suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Brother Abbot may not sell anyone's face, but the emperor's face must be sold."

Thinking of this, Zhou Ping'an immediately went back to the big meditation room where he lived, found a piece of rice paper, and wrote on it that the Emperor Fengtian Chengyun ordered Hui Cong, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, to come to Beijing to face the holy things and so on.

Then, pretending not to notice the pain in my heart, I exchanged ten experience points for a carving skill, found a radish, carved the words, and stamped the red seal of "Jade Seal" on the lower right corner of the rice paper.

Looking at it horizontally and vertically, Zhou Pingan felt that the imperial decree was so vivid that he wanted to show it off in front of Wang Jinxiang and the others.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Ping'an showed Wang Jinxiang his forged imperial decree, and Wang Jinxiang's face turned livid with fright, "Deputy Governor Zhou, you are a fake biography... forging an imperial decree... This is a serious crime of beheading and punishing the nine clans!"

"Huh? Is my decree so fake? Any small guard can see the clue? Then my ten experience points are not for nothing?" Zhou Pingan was taken aback.

(End of this chapter)