The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Time passed by, and a luncheon was about to turn into a dinner party, and there was still no sign of the party starting.

No matter what kind of environment one is in, one cannot bear to be hungry after all, especially this group of celebrities in the capital, who have never been hungry in their lives, but no one dared to mention it unless the Li family opened the banquet.

Lin Manqing sat there with a calm face, as if she was not the owner, but a spectator who came here on vacation to enjoy the scenery.

Others were just hungry, but Wang Baishun and Chu Yao were restless.

Chu Yao thought of talking several times. She thought she still had some friendship with Lin Manqing, but on such an occasion, she didn't know what to say. Moreover, the current Lin Manqing made her feel completely different from the Lin Manqing of 10 years ago. There was an indescribable majesty about her body, and there was a bit of holiness and fairyness in her beauty.

But compared to them, Feixi on the ground was desperate.

He came to the capital with Wu Jinshan as a grandmaster. He had not met any opponents in the past few years, so he became arrogant and no longer took the grandmasters in the capital seriously, thinking that the Western Family and the Li family were nothing more than this.

The first time they arrived, they were captured by Kuai Daorong and Wang Tieshou.

At that time he was still unconvinced.

When Jing Kongmu appeared, he was full of hope and even thought about how to take revenge on the Li family.

Unexpectedly, Jingkongmu was actually defeated, and defeated so completely.

Only then did Fei Xi realize that the capital was a land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and that the rise of the Li family did not depend on luck.

In the past, Jingkongmu was invincible in his eyes. He practiced both Zen and martial arts and entered the state of transformation. Now, this invincible master was sitting next to him. His acupuncture points were tapped and his veins were sealed. There were two cooks standing next to him. He looked like meat on someone else's cutting board.

Wu Jinshan hasn't appeared yet, and he probably won't send anyone to rescue them again.

Fei Xi felt that he had become an outcast, and there was a trace of bitterness and unwillingness in his heart.

Hou Qigui walked up to them and said, "It's already this time, should you say something? Everyone is waiting to eat."

Fei Xi cursed ten thousand times in his heart, "What does it have to do with me if you don't eat?"

He glanced at his master, Jingkongmu, who always lowered his head, closed his eyes, and moved his lips slightly, as if he was chanting sutras.

Fei Xi cursed her 10,000 times in her heart, Master, why are you reciting sutras at this time? The Buddha will not come to save you.

When Hou Qigui saw that they were silent, his face turned serious and he said, "Forget it if you don't want to say anything. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance. Master Rong..."

Kuai Daorong took out the kitchen knife, flicked his wrist, and made a knife flower.

Suddenly, the cold air was overwhelming, and the strong murderous intention made Fei Xi feel a chill on his neck.

"Wait a minute!" Fei Xi shouted.

Master Rong's sword stopped in the air.

"What are you going to do?" Jingkongmu suddenly opened his eyes and glared at Feixi.

"Master, I don't want to die!" Fei Xi said.

"Life and death are determined by destiny. You should understand this from the first day you practice martial arts. If I had known that you were greedy for life and afraid of death, I would not have accepted you as my disciple."

"I wasn't afraid of death in the past, but I am afraid of death now."

"Why?"

"My life was ruined in the past, but now I am a master."

At first glance, it sounds like Fei Xi is talking nonsense and making random excuses for himself, but if you think about it carefully, aren't all people like this? Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. The poor are poor, but only the rich are afraid of death.

Therefore, since ancient times, no matter kings, landowners or capitalists, they will not let the people go hungry. As long as they are full and clothed, people will be afraid of death, and fear of death will prevent them from rebelling. But they will never let people eat too much. If they eat too much, they will have no motivation to work.

Fei Xi is now a master and has escaped from poverty. It is strange that he is not afraid of death.

Jingkong recited "Amitabha" and said coldly: "Aren't you afraid of going to hell?"

Fei Xi's fat body suddenly trembled, as if he remembered something, a trace of panic appeared on his face, and he closed his mouth.

Master Rong sneered: "If you don't say anything, I will send you to hell now!"

The kitchen knife in his hand was raised.

He originally wanted to scare them, but he saw Fei Xi frowning, closing his mouth, and saying nothing. He was completely different from the Fei Xi who just said he was afraid of death.

Master Rong was very puzzled, so he raised his knife and dropped it. Suddenly I heard Lin Manqing say: "Wait a minute!"

Master Rong put away the knife and stepped aside.

"Hell..." Lin Manqing chuckled, "I heard that Ksitigarbha once said that if hell is not empty, you will not become a Buddha. Will you, a monk, be afraid of hell?"

Jingkong lowered his head and said nothing, but he could see the expression on his face moving slightly, as if he was in pain.

Everyone present laughed unconsciously.

The monk's one hundred and eight bodhi beads almost killed them just now. Of course, they should laugh at them and vent their hunger emotions.

But Lin Manqing frowned.

This was not the first time that this monk behaved abnormally after hearing the word hell.

Others don't know, but Lin Manqing knows that hell is real. Of course, hell is not the rumored destination of souls in the mortal world, nor is it a judicial institution, but an eighteenth-level secret realm barrier that suppresses underworld energy.

It seems that behind the Wu family, there is not only the shadow of Buddhism, but also the origin of hell.

Otherwise, Feixi and Jingkongmu would not be willing to be eagle dogs for the Wu family, and they would be so scared after hearing the word hell.

No wonder that when Wu Jinshan comes to Beijing, he can make everyone in the west of the capital bow down.

But why did the Wu family not leave Jinzhou for thousands of years, and why did they suddenly come to Beijing this time? And why should we be enemies with the Li family?

Lin Manqing thought about it and felt that there might not be something as simple as grudges between wealthy families behind this matter.

At this time, there was a noise outside.

When people saw the person walking in from the door, they couldn't help but be surprised.

Because the visitors were Wang Baichuan, the head of the Wang family, and Chu Zhenqing, the head of the Chu family.

It is really surprising that Wang Baichuan and Chu Zhenqing would come together.

Following Wang Baichuan and Chu Zhenqing was an old man in a purple Tang suit. He looked like he was sixty or seventy years old, his face was full of purple light, and he was very energetic.

There was a monk beside him, with a thin face, and his hair might not have been combed for a while, revealing the short gray hair. The gray monk's robe was washed white and still had pudding on it, making it look very old.

"Your Highness, Master Chu, welcome!" Hou Qigui greeted him.

Wang Ye is the name given to Wang Baichuan. Because Wang Baichuan is the eldest in the Wang family, and the Wang family was once the largest family in the capital, outsiders call him "Prince" politely.

Wang Baichuan and Chu Zhenqing nodded in response, then walked up to Lin Manqing.

After all, Hou Qigui is just a housekeeper, and they are the two masters of the capital, so it is not rude.

"Mrs. Li, everyone, we are a step late, Haihan Haihan!" Wang Baichuan and Chu Zhenqing bowed their hands to the guests in the hall.

Lin Manqing stood up and bowed slightly, saying: "It's not too late, we haven't started the dinner yet. You two arrived just in time, please take a seat."

"Not busy!" Wang Baichuan said, "Mrs. Li, we are here today not only to congratulate you, but also to be peacemakers."

"Oh?" Lin Manqing glanced behind them, "Your Majesty, please speak?"

Wang Baichuan glanced at Chu Zhenqing. Chu Zhenqing stepped aside, pointed at the old man in purple Tang suit behind him and said, "This is Lord Wu Jinshan from Jinzhou. There is some misunderstanding between him and his wife. Today The prince and I want to mediate and mediate. We are all respectable people in the scene. It is better to resolve enemies than to end enemies. Do you misunderstand? Just resolve them. It is said that harmony brings wealth!"

Wu Jinshan took two steps forward and raised his hand towards Lin Manqing, but there was a hint of arrogance on his face.

"Mrs. Li, make a friend."

Lin Manqing smiled: "Okay, our Li family has never rejected friends, but this is just a misunderstanding. I want to hear how the misunderstanding came about? My Rolls-Royce is still parked in the car repair shop. What about the misunderstanding above? Is the bullet hole also a misunderstanding?"