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After Jiang Beichen left, Wu Xuanyue calmed down for a long time before getting up and leaving, with a blank expression on her face, obviously she hadn't come out yet.
However, what Jiang Beichen said to her kept echoing in her mind.
After Jiang Beichen returned to the main hall, he fell down and lay down, feeling a little headache.
Wu Xuanyue's situation is quite special, and it was her father, and when she was young, that left her with mental trauma, which is difficult to heal.
Jiang Beichen pinched his eyebrows with one hand, thinking about how to help her.
"Master, I will massage your head. My mother said that every time my father has a headache, she will massage my father's head, and then the pain will go away." Ye Lingxi stood behind Jiang Beichen and rubbed Jiang Beichen. Rub the temples on your head.
Jiang Beichen shook his head and smiled, but said nothing.
It's not really a headache, it's just that this matter is difficult to handle.
"Master, are you comfortable?" Ye Lingxi whispered into Jiang Beichen's ear while rubbing.
"Comfortable!" Jiang Beichen said softly, and fell into a deep sleep.
The Sutra Pavilion!
Because Chen Heitan couldn't hold back his temper, he came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, thinking of following Elder Ge, as the saying goes, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black.
Elder Ge is a great Confucian, and his way of meditation has reached the pinnacle. No matter how noisy the outside world is, he can concentrate on reading the book in his hand.
"Elder, what are you reading?"
"Book of Sages."
"Which sage wrote it?"
"Written by my son."
"Is the son strong?"
"powerful!"
"Compared to my master?"
Elder Ge:
He just read a book carefully, Chen Heitan kept asking, as an elder preaching the Dharma, he couldn't do without answering.
"Heitan, let's practice in meditation, so don't talk, okay?" Elder Ge said to him earnestly.
"Okay." Chen Heitan nodded.
Sitting cross-legged for a while, he took out the black dragon horn to observe carefully.
The black dragon horn exudes an aura, with a heavy sense of oppression.
Elder Ge had no choice but to use his spiritual power to resist this sense of oppression, and continued to read.
Jiang Beichen watched it for a long time, eager to refine and build the foundation, but when he thought of Master's warning, he had no choice but to put it back.
Picking up a book at random, Lang Lang started to read it.
"Wake up early, go to bed late at night. It's easy to get old, but it's a pity at this time.
In the morning, you must take that, and rinse your mouth. I defecate back, and then clean my hands.
The crown must be straight, and everything must be tied. Then skip, all cut tightly.
Set the crown and have a positioning. Don't spray indiscriminately, it will cause pollution"
Every time Chen Heitan read a sentence, there were some characters he didn't know, so he just fooled it or read the radicals.
The sound of reading aloud reached Elder Ge's ears, and Elder Ge blew his beard and stared angrily.
"Stop, stop reading, I beg you, stop reading!"
Elder Ge really can't listen anymore. As a great Confucian, it's fine for others to read the Disciple Rules next to him. What do you mean by reading it wrong?
Are you bothering me on purpose?
"Ah, did I read it wrong?" Chen Heitan asked with a question mark.
Elder Ge:
You haven't read it right, have you? If you are my student, you will be done if I shoot you to death.
Elder Ge read it to him patiently.
"Wake up early, go to bed late at night. It's easy to get old, but it's a pity at this time.
In the morning, you must wash your hands and rinse your mouth. Go back to defecating, wash your hands"
Elder Ge pronounced his words clearly, and accompanied by the awe-inspiring righteousness of Confucianism, accompanied by a certain artistic conception.
Chen Heitan was soon addicted to it, mistaking himself for a student in class, who was tirelessly listening to the master's teachings.
Snapped!
Suddenly, Elder Ge took out the commandment and slapped the copy.
"Heitan, it's you who study, not me. Let's do this, you go to the main hall and stay in the main hall honestly." Elder Ge said to him.
"But you are an elder preaching the Dharma, so if you don't understand, you can ask me."
"I am an elder preaching the Dharma, but I am not a teacher!" Elder Ge was full of helplessness, and he didn't know what to say.
"Oh." Chen Heitan responded and walked out.
Elder Ge watched him go away, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Phew, I'm finally gone."
After Chen Heitan went out, he went to the main hall and sat down at a random place.
"Master, Master!" Chen Heitan shouted from below.
"Hush, the master is asleep."
Ye Lingxi ran down from above and made a silent gesture.
"Oh." Chen Heitan nodded, a little puzzled and said: "Does a strong man like Master still need to sleep?"
"I don't know. You can't wake up the master. If you wake up, the master will blame you." After Ye Lingxi reminded, he trot forward and continued to massage Jiang Beichen.
Chen Heitan sat below, closed his eyes and meditated, and was thinking about something when he suddenly yelled.
"Ah, that's bad!"
Got it? Is it on fire?
Jiang Beichen woke up from a deep sleep, thinking it was on fire.
"Master, there is no fire." Ye Lingxi stood beside Jiang Beichen and said weakly.
"What's going on?" Jiang Beichen asked.
Ye Lingxi turned his head to look at Chen Heitan, and Jiang Beichen followed his gaze.
"Master, I'm sorry!" Chen Heitan hurriedly admitted his mistake.
Jiang Beichen took a deep breath to calm down, and asked lightly, "Tell me, what's the matter with you?"
"I just remembered that I forgot to ask Elder Ge about the exercises." Chen Heitan said weakly.