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Bai Pu was still wearing the same white robe, with a strand of long hair casually tied behind his head with a long rope. He was also sitting there casually. This picture could at most score thirty points on an ordinary person. However, her outfit made her look extraordinarily out of place, just like the clouds on the horizon. She was clearly there but couldn't reach them with her hand.
Uncle Shang brought a tea tray over, picked up two cups of tea and placed them on the table in front of Yu Zhantang and Bai Pu, then stepped aside and bent slightly with his hands behind his back.
Bai Bo glanced at him and said calmly: "Can I ask Master Gongga from the Tantric Zen Temple to pour tea for me?"
"Master Gongga was my Dharma name when I was practicing in the Zen monastery. I followed King Ming to experience the world of mortals, so Gongga changed my name to Shangyin. From then on, there was no more Master Gongga."
Bai Pu rarely changed her expression. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Are you willing to give up your two hundred years of practice?"
Uncle Shang cupped his hands and said with a smile: "How can it be as important as the reincarnation of King Ming and his journey through the world?"
Bai Pu looked at him deeply, then picked up the cup and blew it gently, took a sip of tea, looked at Yu Zhantang opposite, and said: "Call me and ask me to make a special trip to the capital. What's the matter?"
"Of course it's a good thing." Yu Zhantang looked at her, sparks flashing in his eyes, but they were quickly suppressed by him, and then continued: "Two days ago, someone came to me and planned to sell an antique. You know I I have always been very interested in these ancient gadgets. The older I get, the greater my desire to get them. Especially this time, what I really didnĄŻt expect was that someone actually brought an ancient artifact from more than 2,000 years ago. Someone has looked at the crown of King Wuji to confirm its authenticity. King WujiĄŻs national advisor was a great shaman. Since the Wuji dynasty, the shamans have disappeared. The decline of shamanic witchcraft in the human period was far worse than that in the Wuji period. That was because the shamans lost their most classic scripture, the Sutra of Reincarnation. It is said that this scripture was buried in the tomb with King Wuji. From then on I donĄŻt know how many Manchus and shamans want to find this Samsara Talisman in the future, but unfortunately they havenĄŻt even found the tomb of King Wuji. Now that King WujiĄŻs crown has been born, this also means that the Samsara Talisman is almost gone. He was brought out of it.Ą±
Bai Pu still held the cup and took a sip. He didn't say anything, but just looked at him with a questioning look.
Yu Zhantang knew that this woman was not only extremely clean, but also had unimaginable mysophobia. She was also the same when talking to people. When she could not speak, she would communicate with her eyes. Unless she had to, otherwise her two Red lips are usually closed.
Yu Zhantang continued: "You and I are all reincarnated. Our Tantra requires initiation to obtain the inheritance of the Ming King in the previous life. You are the reincarnation of Jingshan Bodhisattva in the north of Xinjiang. We have not received all the inheritance of the previous life because our souls have reincarnated." It's a bit difficult to pick up, and neither side is sure that the inheritance will be carried out to the end. Most of the shaman's witchcraft is nothing remarkable. Even if you are there, I don't particularly care, but only in the soul. Perhaps no one in the world can compare with them in terms of their insights. Now this volume of Samsara Talisman may have been brought out by someone. I think if possible, if it falls into my hands, I can invite you to comprehend it together."
"Why?"
"Are the Jingshan Mountain in the north of Xinjiang and the Tantric Zen Temple originally the same family?"
Bai Pu smiled and put down the cup.
Yu Zhantang spread his hands and said: "Okay, this excuse may be a bit far-fetched, so let me change it. Jingshan and Zen Temple do not exclude dual cultivation. It would be a good story if King Ming and Bodhisattva could be together, what do you think? "
Bai Pu's eyes were very dull, and he asked without any ripples in his mood: "Is this considered a condition of exchange?"
Yu Zhantang shook his head and said: "Of course, I'm just a suggestion. If you don't want to, it doesn't matter. But if that Talisman Sutra falls into my hands, I will still show it to you. I won't be able to use it. What am I trying to blackmail you into in exchange for? Bai Bo, I'm not that superficial. I want you to throw yourself into my arms. I have to be willing to do anything. I remember you once said that your man must at least be stronger than you. I think this It shouldnĄŻt be too difficult.Ą±
Bai Pu suddenly stood up, changed the topic directly, and said, "I'm tired."
"There is a room above. I have asked people to clean it out. No one has ever lived in that room. Don't worry" Yu Zhantang raised his head very freely and said: "Uncle Shang, please send Bai Pu there."
"Thanks!"
Uncle Shang then stretched out his hand to signal and led Bai Pu upstairs. Yu Zhantang played with the teacup and silently watched her walk away.??
After a while, Uncle Shang came back, lowered his head and asked: "Jingshan Bodhisattva has never surrendered at the feet of others."
Yu Zhantang shrugged and said, "Is this challenging? A Bodhisattva. Just thinking about it makes your heart beat faster. I'm really looking forward to it."
In a bedroom upstairs, Bai Pu came in and glanced at the neat and white bedding on the bed, and then looked at the bathroom. There were fragrant petals and several bottles of various essential oils on the washing table. It was used to give her a bath.
This woman has an astonishing mysophobia. Her daily diet only drinks some water, fruits and vegetables, and she will not be exposed to any meat. In her concept, all meat is unclean. Regarding the place to sleep, her requirements were so outrageous that it was unbelievable. If she felt that the bed she slept on was unclean, she would rather sit on a chair all night than lie down on it.
After a while, the tub in the bathroom was filled with clean water, with a layer of flower petals sprinkled on top. A body that was perfect without any flaws slowly slid into the water, and then closed its eyes.
Bai Pu raised the corners of his mouth and spat out a few words: "It depends on your ability"
That night, after Wang Changsheng came back from the manor, he locked himself in his room. There were two drawings spread out on the table, which he and Liang Pingping sketched out about the layout of the manor.
Years ago, when he was in Miao territory, Wang Changsheng once used a blinding magic circle to trap all the villages in the Wumen, and then attracted hundreds of ghosts to surround the village, forcing them to lower their heads in the end.
This time, Wang Changsheng did not intend to repeat his old tricks, because this is the capital city after all, located on the central axis of the land. Wang Changsheng did not dare to go too far. The water here was too deep, and he might accidentally let it go. Put yourself in danger.
Therefore, Yang Laiyu once warned him that it was best not to go to Beijing unless he had to. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com