Becoming a God Starts From Planting a Bodhi Tree

Chapter 61 The lower temple

There are many gangs at the lower level, but not all of them are criminals. Most of them just make a living and gather together to survive.

And there are many people in the gang who will not choose to offend the martial arts school.

After all, being able to fight is an important factor in whether they can occupy more territory and live better.

And if you want to be able to fight, you have to go to a martial arts gym.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ji Jingqiu is now not only a true disciple of Yang Yan Martial Arts School, but also a member of the public security department's foreign war system. In addition, he has been "swiping orders" in recent times, allowing him to turn his strength into "regional fame" .

He jumped from Xiao Ji to Brother Ji.

As the sun sets, the city's evening breeze blows through the lanes.

The grandfather and grandson were walking home, and Brother Ji was educating his grandfather sadly.

"If you don't go back home, you'll play mahjong outside and lose ten thousand yuan. Don't you always brag about your superb mahjong skills?

Let me tell you, when you don't win money, this mahjong game is definitely average. "

Ji Wumian was speechless at first, but the more he listened, the more annoyed he became, and he stared:

"You bastard, I am your grandfather after all! Dear!"

The conversation immediately changed, "How has your martial arts training been lately?"

"It's just okay. After all, our talent is not bad." Ji Jingqiu said sternly, "We have just broken the second limit of heaven and man, and the third limit is in sight. Compared with those big guys on the Internet who have broken the fifth limit with all their strength, it is still a little bit better. There is a gap.”

Breaking through the five limits in one breath?

Ji Wumian twitched the corner of his mouth, this was pure bragging without drafting.

"Right."

When Ji Jingqiu saw the chicken cake shop on the roadside, she remembered one thing. She had been so focused on practicing martial arts recently that she completely forgot about it...

"I'll buy some chicken cakes that Grandpa Zhuang likes to eat, and let's stop by his temple."

Ji Wumian chuckled and said, "Your Grandpa Zhuang has been back for more than half a month, and you only think of him now? It's a shame that he keeps saying that he will pass the temple to you in the future."

Ji Jingqiu just pretended not to hear.

He had no interest in guarding a temple and an unresponsive clay statue.

According to the pie drawn by his senior brother, he hopes to go to the central area in the second half of the year, which is not comparable to Tai'an City.

Thinking of this -

"My senior brother said that I will have the opportunity to study in the central area in the second half of the year. What do you think?" Ji Jingqiu asked his grandfather's attitude.

"Heartland? Go ahead. Young people should go out and explore if they have the chance."

Ji Wumian nodded and told,

"Your father also went to the central area to study, and it was he who brought your mother back from the central area. You should also work hard to gain your reputation."

Ji Jingqiu: "...Do you want to go with me then?"

According to the senior brother, there are placement quotas for those with martial arts potential who are exempt from the test and go to the central area.

Ji Wumian shook his head: "You don't have to think about me. I can still live with you or without you. I will also prepare to travel in a while."

"Going on a trip?" Ji Jingqiu was stunned, "Where are you going? With a group or alone?"

"Follow the group." Ji Wumian put his hands behind his back and the old **** said, "The money has been paid."

"Have you paid all the money?" Ji Jingqiu couldn't help but ask, "How much is it? Where did you get the money?"

Didn't my grandfather give all his savings to himself last time? There were still some odd bits and pieces. He was moved for a while.

"I won on the mahjong table." Ji Wumian touched his chin, "Not much, just 40 yuan."

"...Are you taking a one-day trip to Tai'an City, and three meals are not included?"

"A senior tour group, the journey lasts for three months, from East 3rd District to North 2nd District. The government subsidizes the tour and includes pick-up and drop-off. Meals are also included on the way." Ji Wumian said slowly.

Ji Jingqiu's face turned dark at that time.

This bad old man is really not afraid of being abducted!

He was patient and reasoned with his grandfather, but after a long time of exhortation, the old man remained unwavering and extremely firm.

“This is a federal subsidy!”

"It just so happens that you are going to the central area, and I am also traveling." "I am a penniless old man, what can they want from me?"

"Trying to target me? Then they made the wrong idea."

"Safe? It's okay. Your grandfather Zhuang is going too, and he has a junior with him."

All the way to the temple, Ji Jingqiu failed to convince his grandfather, so he simply prepared to talk to Grandpa Zhuang.

It is said to be a temple, but it is actually a store room converted into a temple. It is located on a relatively deserted street corner on the lower floor. The ground is paved with mottled blue bricks, and there is a faint smell of incense filling the house.

In the main hall where the statues of gods were originally enshrined, a mahjong table first came into view, neatly placed in the middle, surrounded by several handmade rattan chairs, followed by the temple placed on it.

It is said to be a temple, but actually it might be better to call it a chess and card room for the elderly.

In the temple, a vigorous old man was leaning on a wicker chair, his eyes slightly narrowed, and in front of him was a young man who was practicing.

Judging from his age, he seemed to be a few years older than Ji Jingqiu.

At this time, he sensed that an outsider had come in. The young man glanced at the old man on the wicker chair. After getting permission, he put away the pile frame and walked to the old man's side in a few steps.

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His body is as tall and straight as a green pine, with a warm smile on his face and a gentle and mellow temperament.

"Grandpa Zhuang, do you dare to go to a 40-yuan tour group?"

Ji Jingqiu walked into the door with a bad expression.

The old man on the wicker chair was stunned. He looked past Ji Jingqiu and looked at his old friend walking behind. Then he uttered a sigh and reacted:

"Well...it's a federal government subsidy."

Ji Jingqiu said angrily: "With another subsidy, can the 40 yuan package be a good thing? You two are really not afraid of being cheated."

Zhuang Fusheng chuckled and said, "Being cheated? Then we may not be the unlucky ones."

He patted the young man behind him: "Jingqiu, let's get to know him. This is my nephew from far away. His surname is Xiao Mingshanhe. He came to see me recently. Get to know him. When your grandfather and I travel, let him give us Protect.”

Xiao Shanhe smiled, clasped his fists and raised his hands to Ji Jingqiu, which was a bit like a martial artist in a martial arts novel.

Ji Jingqiu also imitated him and cupped his fists.

"Jingqiu, I haven't been here for a long time. Let's go to the inner room to light the incense sticks, Lord God." Zhuang Fusheng said seriously.

Ji Jingqiu responded and walked to the back room to burn incense.

Grandpa Zhuang is his grandfather's poker friend and he was often taken here when he was a child.

At that time, the two old men deceived him and worshiped the gods devoutly. They might be able to get help from the gods and eliminate the disease. For this reason, he believed in the gods for a while.

But later it turned out that God could not save him.

When Ji Jingqiu walked into the back room, Xiao Shanhe leaned over and asked, "Master Zhuang, is this little brother my competitor?"

Zhuang Fusheng ignored him, but looked towards the back room and asked, "Jingqiu started practicing martial arts? When did it happen? I haven't been out for long."

"In less than two months, he found a martial arts gym by himself."

Zhuang Fusheng suddenly said with piercing eyes: "The mysterious aura flowing in his body has already exceeded the limit. It's more than one level. It has reached this point in two months? And I can see the gleaming light in his eyes. It's because he has mastered spiritual cultivation as soon as he started." ?”

"Well, my grandson."

Ji Wumian's words were understated and his tone was casual, but he quietly put his hands behind his back.

Zhuang Fusheng glanced at this guy, then looked back at Xiao Shanhe behind him, narrowed his eyes and said, "Boy, I remember that you were also called a martial arts genius a few years ago?"

Xiao Shanhe bowed slightly: "The student passed the Stars Standard in the first two years."

"What now?"

"Now, Haoyue dares to compete."

Zhuang Fusheng nodded with satisfaction, turned around and shouted:

"Jingqiu, come out as soon as you've paid your respects, it's all that matters.

I heard from Lao Ji that you have been practicing martial arts recently. It just so happens that you, Brother Xiao, can practice with you. "

(End of chapter)