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iminate Old Wangye. He couldn't just ignore his subordinates. That wouldn't be the way of a loyal subject.He didn't outwardly show much fondness for this religious post, but he diligently fulfilled hi...I was taken aback. This fellow was covered from head to toe, and he even had a windproof and snowproof mask on. There were even some Sanskrit characters embroidered on the mask.

I suddenly remembered a fashionable fake monk - Hu Qing.

Little Ni seeing this person wearing a hat and mask, stood up alertly on the branch, letting out a low growl as a warning.

This little guy is quite self-aware when it comes to guarding the house and yard.

"It's me, it's me." He quickly took off his mask and lifted his hat to reveal a round, shiny bald head.

"Amitabha Buddha, does Master Mu not remember the poor monk" he said with a bow.

My brother is in Dad's room playing games with Dad, the Greedy Wolf baby is obediently writing winter vacation homework in the small room. Hearing his greeting, he pushed open the window and looked out.

Three men, middle-aged, young, and a boy, all stuck their heads out together, startling the monk Huicqing.

"What's the matter What are you on guard for" he asked in confusion.

My brother said lazily, "I thought it was a fake monk who came to cheat people, but it turns out it's a real monk who came to cheat!"

Poof...

"I'm not deceiving you, Young Master Mu! During the Lunar New Year, I came to Beijing for a meeting and stopped by to visit you. Why are you so unwelcoming"

"Welcome, welcome..." My brother put away his phone and pointed to the front hall, going in himself.

Hu Qing politely bowed one by one, and whispered to Xiao Nie: "Little celestial beast, don't be so nervous. This poor monk is upright and has nothing but clean sleeves. I am definitely not a bad person."

He probably wanted to get close to the mythical creature the first time he saw it, but who knew my little Xiao Nie was so tsundere! He just turned his head away and went back to sleep on a branch, ignoring him.

My brother shouted from the living room, "What are you waiting for Standing out there with your bald head isn't going to keep you warm!"

Hu Qing hurried into the house, zipping up his down jacket as he went. The house was warm, so he took off his jacket to reveal a padded monk's robe underneath.

I asked curiously, "What are you doing A down jacket with a monk's robe Wearing such strange clothes walking around the streets, aren't you afraid of being questioned by those Red-Sleeved Aunt gossips"

He used to dress like a hip street kid after work, he would never be caught dead in a worn-out monk's robe.

"Sigh… It's hard to put into words…" He wore an expression of utter frustration.

My brother frowned and said, "You're not here begging for money because you're broke during the New Year, are you You're dressed so poorly, are you trying to fool us"

Hu Qing the monk wryly smiled: “After that incident last time, Master was seriously injured. The monks in our temple were frightened and many ran away… Other disciples knew about the Corpse Demon that had appeared here before, and many monks didn't dare to stay here. Also, several departments came to investigate the situation, conducting all sorts of inspections and reorganizations… In short, life has been difficult, tiring.”

"It should have settled down by now, shouldn't it Isn't it Round-wisdom Master's turn to be the head of the Tongxuan Society now" I asked.

" ...The Tong Xuan Hui is now under my management. My master passed away recently." He had a calm face, his voice tinged with an unmistakable sadness.

"Ah Master Yuan Hui... has passed away" I asked in surprise.

"Well, Master didn't want to send out announcements everywhere, nor did he want fellow disciples to come pay their respects. He just entrusted his funeral arrangements to a few of us close disciples." He rubbed his nose, pushing down the rising emotions.

Close disciples

My brother reacted faster than I did: "Are you fully inheriting the mantle now"

Hui Qing nodded and touched his shiny bald head, saying, "Look how bright it is after shaving. Not a single strand of hair, let alone three thousand worries, has come out."

Uh, has he completely taken refuge in Buddhism

"I told you to marry a wife sooner! Now look at you, completely single." My brother looked at him with sympathy.

Huisiqing's lips curled into a discontented frown. "I don't even have a partner, how can I marry someone ... This matter concerning our sect is more urgent, so I'll just fulfill his last wish for now... Maybe later, I'll find a fellow disciple who is even more suited to be the headmaster. Then I'll step down, shave my head and return to lay life."

"I hope so…Although that hope is a bit slim, it still gives you some room to imagine." My brother looked at him with sympathy.

Master Huisqing put on a wronged expression: “You two siblings are really something. Last time you bullied a member of the Tongxuan Society, he went back to me and complained. I scolded him... At least give me some face, you two. I'm just a young monk who has lost his master's care, it's hard for me to take on so much responsibility… I don't even know why they still let me act as the acting head of the Tongxuan Society… Sigh…”

Because it was us who led you astray... I and my brother exchanged a knowing look.

"If you don't take the mantle, who will Lingxuzi Lao Dao is still recovering and rumored to be in seclusion. Ma Tai-ta passed away, and the old fox spirit on her was collected. Her lineage has been scattered for the most part; your master also passed away, leaving only you."

"...Aren't there still the Shen and Mu families Whose name is bigger than mine, you two Why don't you find them" Hu Qing was a little dissatisfied.

"Can we handle this Xiao Qiao is bringing the Shen family on as special advisors, and I still have to clean up the Mu family's image," my brother said.

Huiqing Monk sighed and said, “I also came to attend that meeting after the New Year. Xiao Qiao will surely be the center of attention as the new special advisor and will have to give a speech”

“It’s only been about ten days, hasn’t it Why are you here so early” I asked, puzzled.

He smiled and said, "Actually, this is my first time attending this conference. I'm a bit nervous. I came to the capital city first to pay respects at the Buddhist temples and seek guidance from the senior monks."

We chatted for a while, and then he turned serious, lowering his voice: “I hear the water in the capital city runs deep, especially that old Wangye…”

Foming Lingwang, everyone in the industry knows this nickname.

Although the title was granted by the Ming Dynasty emperor, it actually dates back a thousand years to the Song Dynasty when he was enshrined in rituals. During the Yuan Dynasty, he was revered as the Auspicious King, and during the early Ming Dynasty, all cities throughout China were bestowed with City Gods. The City God position in the capital city held the highest rank.

Strictly speaking, he is not a revered deity in the divine pantheon, but rather a "god" who enjoys widespread incense offerings in the mortal realm.

"What Where did you hear that" My brother glared at him.

"The Xuan Hun Guild must have a network for information, or how else would they take on missions and collect rewards"

Lin Yanhuan would certainly not do something meaningless. He interfered with the Tong Xuan Hui and acted as the behind-the-scenes boss. Although he wouldn't interfere in the affairs of the yin-yang circle, he could grasp the dynamics of this circle... This is really very much his style.

"I'm here to tell you something... I once heard Master say that Lao Wangye's territory has a special place called 'Nan Ke Diao Ying'."

“This is a secret passed down from my great-great-grandfather. He once had the fortune of visiting the afterlife and returning… I don’t know how true this rumor is, but since things are so turbulent here, I came to tell you all. I owe you all a favor, and I'll slowly repay it.”

I was very interested in what Old Wang had to say, and I immediately asked, "What do you mean Is there something special about this place"

He raised his teacup, moistened his throat, and said to my brother, “Amitabha Buddha, Master Mu, old friend, big brother, I know there's a vegetarian restaurant nearby. Why don't you order some dishes first, and we can chat while we eat”

"Who's your old buddy! Why do you want me to place an order" My brother was amused and confused.

Because I bought round-trip high-speed train tickets, I ran out of money for meals.

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"y glanced at Mu Wanchen, thinking to myself: I've repaid his kindness with kindness, he should let me go home now, right There aren't many doctors as noble and dedicated as him these days!"This antido...