I Was Supposed To Slay the Dragon and Started To Cultivate Immortals Unexpectedly Chapter 376

Japan, Tokyo, outside a luxury hotel.

Yukora looked at Genji in surprise.

Yuan Zhisheng was taken aback by his expression, and asked in Chinese, "Hello, master, my name is Yuan Zhisheng. Excuse me...why are you looking at me like this?"

The waiter could only understand Japanese and English, so he couldn't quite understand what Yuan Zhisheng was saying, but the briefcase that Sakura was holding behind Yuan Zhisheng had the logo of the eight clans. Facing the biggest force in the Japanese underworld, she suddenly Silent as a cicada.

"Amitabha, the old monk's name is Yuankong," Yuankong stared at Yuan Zhisheng with a burning gaze, "Master Yuan has a relationship with my Buddha."

Yuan Zhisheng: ? ? ?

In Yuan Zhisheng's impression, this kind of rhetoric of "you have a fate with me Buddha" is similar to "you have a **** disaster", and then it should be a set of tricks in the clouds and then people will pay.

No, I kindly came to help you out of the siege, are you trying to trick me into cheating money?

Yuan Zhisheng felt that his kindness was hurt again. Although he was used to being hurt after working in the Executive Board for so many years, Yuan Zhisheng's expression was still a lot colder.

"The old monk Guanyuan donor has a lot of wisdom and Buddha nature, and it is very compatible with my Buddhist teachings. I don't know if you are willing to enter my empty door and follow the old monk to practice and understand the Buddhadharma?" asked.

Co-author, you want to cheat not only my money, but also my people?

Sakura, who was behind Yuan Zhisheng, narrowed her eyes slightly to hide her own.

Facing the old monk's sudden acceptance of disciples, Yuan Zhisheng felt a sense of irony, and reached out to unbutton his jacket, revealing a tie in the style of Ukiyo-e.

People in the Soprano family usually have tattoos to show their identity. Yuan Zhisheng is special. He does not have any traces of underworld members such as tattoos on his body, so when he acts in the name of the family, he will wear some special decorations that can show his underworld identity.

He pointed to his tie: "Master, can underworld people also have a relationship with Buddha?"

"Those with Buddha nature, regardless of occupation, male or female, rich or poor." Yuankong shook his head.

He said that Yuan Zhisheng had Buddhnature, of course, is not nonsense, but really "sees" it.

As a Taoist cultivator, Lu Mingfei could only see Yuan Zhisheng that he had dragon blood and a high proportion. A Taoist cultivator had a wrong major, so naturally he could not see whether he had any Buddhnature.

As an orthodox Buddhist monk, Yuan Kong, at a glance, "sees" Yuan Zhisheng's temperament that fits the Buddhist state of mind—or to put it more bluntly, he sees at a glance that Yuan Zhisheng is a "tortoise" in his heart.

To him who has no desires and no desires, and only wants to go to the celestial beach in France to sell sunscreen, is suitable for practicing Buddhism.

As for whether it can be successfully consecrated and embark on the path of cultivation, although I haven't tried it yet, Yuan Kong thinks it should not be a big problem.

"Although I'm not very satisfied with my current life, I don't have the idea of ​​becoming a monk yet," Yuan Zhisheng shook his head and said, "I understand your kindness, so let's forget about your proposal."

"The predestined law has not yet arrived, and the old monk does not force it, but the source donor may encounter a **** disaster when he comes in. This string of pearls, the source donor, can be protected by one or two in case of danger." He took off the string of beads he was wearing and handed it to Yuan Zhisheng.

Yuan Zhisheng felt a little unexpected when he saw the Buddha beads.

Pendant beads are a common type of Buddhist beads. They are bracelets that are usually worn on the wrist. There are eighteen beads in this string of Yuankong. The beads look like stone and wood, and the black and red surface is bright and lustrous, and you can vaguely see the natural lines.

Although he had guessed that the old monk would fool him into buying things, this string of Buddhist beads seems to have been worn for at least 20 years, and the material is not common, at least based on Yuan Zhisheng's experience in Sheqi Bajia for so many years , you will not recognize the material of this string of beads for a while.

This old monk is dressed simply, but he has a string of Buddha beads that look very valuable on his hand, which has been hidden in his sleeve robe.

With a move in his heart, Yuan Zhisheng reached out and took the beads to feel the weight. The heavy feeling in his hands made him more sure that the beads were made of extraordinary material—the density of the beads was probably higher than that of many metals.

If the master is a liar, is it a bit high to use such beads to deceive?

"Master, how much is this bead?" Yuan Zhisheng decided to ask the price again. If it sold very expensively, then all this could be explained.

"This string of beads was polished and made by the old monk himself many years ago, and it is not worth much, so it is okay to give it to the source benefactor," said Master Yuankong, "If you feel that it is too bad to receive the gift for nothing, you can give the old monk a thousand yen as much as you like. "

One thousand yen?

Yuan Zhisheng was really stunned, how could he be so cheap?

He originally thought that this string of Buddhist beads does look like a treasure. If it does not exceed 10 million yen, it is not bad to buy it back as a gift for Dad, but it only costs 1000 yen...

Even the industrial beads sold near the Buddhist temple scenic spot cost several thousand yen at the cheapest price, right?

Could it be that I misunderstood this master? They're not liars, they're just high-flying?

But how could such a **** disaster be predicted? Besides, if I really want to say, as the executive director, he struggles on the front line every day. It seems that he has been working at the risk of bloodshed all the time, right?

Yuan Zhisheng didn't know that Yuankong's willingness to give him the Buddha beads had nothing to do with his occupation, but mainly because he felt the breath that was contaminated from the wreckage of the laboratory on his body.

A strong man with blood like a dragon, who cultivates the Xuanzhao realm, a great demon of Taoism, and a great wild demon.

At the same time, it is related to these three. From the perspective of Yuankong, Yuan Zhisheng is like a little white rabbit who broke into a tiger, a lion and a wolf. It is too easy to encounter a **** disaster. .

Although he didn't believe in a **** disaster, Yuan Zhisheng was too embarrassed to buy this string of beads for 1,000 yen, and offered to increase the price.

Of course, he was also on guard that this was actually some kind of psychological tactic, so he didn't increase the price too much, only gave one million yen, and asked for the contact information of Yuankong.

In his opinion, buying this string of Buddhist beads for just one million yen is definitely not a loss. If he goes back for appraisal and finds that the value of the beads is far more than one million yen, then he still has the contact information and mobile phone number of Master Yuankong. Just give him more money.

It's not good to save the seller's face, Yuan Zhisheng didn't put away the beads but put them on face to face, and then asked the business: "Master, are you here to find someone? If you don't mind, let me take you in. "

"Very good, the old monk was still worried just now, and was going to call fellow Daoist Lu. Since there is a source donor to help, there is no need..."

"Uh... I'm sorry to interrupt you, I want to ask, you said that fellow Daoist Lu, his surname is Lu Mingmingfei, right?" Yuan Zhisheng asked with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"Huh? How do you know, Master Yuan?"

As a Taoist cultivator, even if Lu Mingfei did not deliberately restrain his breath, his breath would not remain easily, and the remaining fighting breath of Martial Sage's Projection, True Form Xiaotian and Yuzao was covered in Yuan Zhisheng, so that he did not feel him. For the first time, Master Yuankong, who had Lu Mingfei's breath on his body, showed a puzzled expression.

Hotel suite, living room.

"Hahahahahahahaha..." Lu Mingfei laughed like a porcupine who stole an apple on the sofa.

Yuan Zhisheng was expressionless.

"I think the master is right," Lu Mingfei patted Yuan Zhisheng's shoulder after laughing unkindly, "Brother Yuan, I think the master is right, your character is indeed very suitable for studying Buddhism."

"Lu Jun, don't make such jokes, I should have told you about my dream, it is impossible for me to become a monk." Yuan Zhisheng shook his head.

"Isn't it just going to the nudist beaches in France to sell sunscreen?"

"Can monks enter the celestial beach?" Yuan Zhisheng asked rhetorically.

"Yes, you can also have an in-depth discussion with the blond French girl about Buddhist Joyful Zen." Lu Mingfei said.

Master Yuankong's face was indifferent, but Ying Qiao gave Lu Mingfei a quiet glance.

"Anyway, I am very grateful to Brother Yuan for helping me bring Master in. Master is my friend. I have come to Japan for a while, but my Japanese is not very good. Can I trouble you to find an interpreter for him?" Lu Mingfei said, "It's best to be a translator from Sheqibajia. After all, the master is a bit special. If the translator is an ordinary person, he may be frightened."

special? Does it mean that this master is actually a mixed race?

Genzhisheng immediately understood that what mixed races would do in Japan would not be ordinary things, and it was not suitable for ordinary people to accompany them.

However, including Xiao Tian who is playing puzzles in the corner, who is not a mixed race? Is it necessary to be so obscure? Yuan Zhisheng complained in his heart.

"Leave it to me, I will arrange a suitable translation for the master, to ensure that the psychological quality is stable, and I will never be scared." Yuan Zhisheng assured.

"I won't disturb you and Master Lu for now. Send me a message when you are free, and I'll show you around Tokyo, and then concentrate on getting ready for business." Straight to the task.

"Okay, Brother Yuan, be careful on your way," Lu Mingfei nodded, "By the way, you'd better wear that string of Buddha beads all the time, that's a good thing."

A good thing certified by a top alchemy master must be a rare alchemy treasure. Yuan Zhisheng felt that he had found a treasure. He took out the alchemy treasure that even Lu Mingfei thought was a good thing. With the master's net worth and mind, he probably wouldn't look down on this amount of money.

Yuan Zhisheng said goodbye and left. Although Eiliyi's situation is not optimistic, it is not bad for a day or two. He plans to discuss with Lu Mingfei when Yuankong is away.

As for now, in addition to arranging an interpreter for Master Yuankong, who promised Lu Mingfei, he has more important things to do—check out what Tachibana Masamune is hiding from him.

Whether it was before or now, he is not enthusiastic about power, but this does not mean that he does not care about being deceived and concealed, nor does it mean that he is a fool who does not understand anything. In fact, he is now It is suspected that Tachibana Masamune may have done more things to hide from him, which is definitely not moral.

Today, he gently exposed the matter, not only because he was concerned about the safety of Eri Yi and still had trust in Tachibana Masamune's character, but also because he was about to blow up the burial of the gods.

This is the most important event of the family for decades. The elites of countless Sheqi and Eight families are ready to sacrifice and sacrifice their lives for this battle to bury the gods.

If he is really aggressive and digs out all of Tachibana Masamune's shady and shady behaviors, it will only shake the military's heart before the war, or it will force the leaders to abdicate early. Even the emperor has changed, so don't fight this battle at all.

These investigations have to be carried out secretly, at least until the God's Burial is bombed, so that Tachibana Masamune's prestige in the family cannot be shaken.

In the afternoon, Tokyo, Ginza.

Because Lu Mingfei was a guest, Wigraf voluntarily left the hotel suite and prepared to go shopping in the business district.

Walking on a highly modern street, Wigraf wears headphones and glances aimlessly around.

Suddenly, she noticed that someone was approaching behind her. The high-intensity and severe training she had experienced made her form a conditioned reflex faster than her brain. When she fully reacted, her body had turned around and twisted the girl behind her.

"It hurts, hurts, hurts..."

The girl wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses was controlled in a posture similar to a backhand, and she kept screaming in pain.

is her?

Although the other party was wearing a hat and sunglasses to cover it up, the professionally trained Wigraf recognized the girl's identity at a glance - the sweet girl idol Jinna in the Tamamo former club.

Frowning and letting go of the girl, Wigraf took two steps back without saying a word.

"It hurts, it hurts," Zhenna rubbed her wrist that was pinched red, and complained to Wigraf in a deliberately low voice, "what's the matter with you? I just wanted to make a joke, why are you suddenly Go ahead and use so much strength."

"I'm sorry, Miss Jinna, but I'm not used to someone standing behind me," Wigraf said with a blank face, "Please don't do this next time."

Although there was no expression on the surface, Wigraf was still a little surprised. The grabbing she just made was a subconscious action. Although she didn't do her best, it was enough to make a sturdy adult male unbearable. Zhenna just gritted her teeth and complained. , can't even hear the cry.

"Huh? Did you recognize me?" Jinna took off her big sunglasses, revealing the half-covered face, looking surprised.

"Are you disguised?" Wigraf asked inexplicably.

"It hurts my self-esteem to say that!" Jinna put on her sunglasses again, "I am quite confident in my disguise."

"Well... don't talk about that," Zhenna asked angrily, raising her hips at Wigraf, "Why didn't you reply to my message last night?"

"I'm back, I'm not interested, so I won't go."

"Then I asked why you weren't interested in having dinner with me, why didn't you answer me?"

"I didn't see it." Wigraf opened his mouth and came.

"Did you fall asleep while playing with your phone?"

"No, I blocked you." Wigraf said honestly.

Jinna: …

I'm furious!

"Wigraf-chan, since we met so by chance, let's have afternoon tea together!" Zhenna took a deep breath and suggested to Wigraf with a reluctantly sweet smile.

"Not interested in."

Jinna: …

PS: woo woo woo, why are other people's Tanabata games all about confession, dating and eating games, and my Tanabata festival is to help the village committee record data...

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