Chapter 150 Changsun Wuji's disciple

Wang Ping'an was stunned and said, "What, do you want to ordain me and make me the host of White Horse Temple? Where do you start this!"

Nian Ku pointed to Wang Ping'an's chest and said, "Let's start with this! I'm sure Xiao Guanyin, you are very similar to me when I was young. At that time, my mentor could see my Buddhist relationship at a glance, so he took me into his school, explained Buddhist scriptures to me, and passed on my robe and bowl, asking me to be the host of this White Horse Temple!"

Wang Ping'an hurriedly interrupted him and shook his head and said, "Different, I am very different from you. Although you have six senses, you have already cleansed, but my six senses are not clean, so you can't become a monk. Just spare me!"

Nian Ku said, "It's a little different. When I heard my mentor's words, I didn't raise any objections and became a monk. However, you are obsessed with Guanyin and never let me go. You must know that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and it's the shore to turn back!"

"Kuhai is pretty good, I'll keep staying there!" Wang Ping'an raised his hand and made a gesture of seeing off the guests, and wanted to leave Min Ku.

Nian Ku said anxiously: "Little Guanyin, don't you want to be the host of my White Horse Temple? You must know that White Horse Temple is the ancestral temple of the Central Plains. If you become the host of this temple, you can become one of the top ten monks in the Central Plains. What an achievement and glory! "

Wang Ping'an thought to himself: "I dare not be your apprentice. Your future apprentice or disciple will be amazingly great in terms of achievements. All of them have gone to the Queen's bed. What am I? I dare not achieve such an achievement!"

Nian Ku looked sincere and asked again: "Little Guanyin, are you going to consider it?"

Wang Ping'an nodded immediately and said solemnly: "This is a big deal. I really have to think about it carefully. The host will allow me to go for two days!"

Nian Ku smiled on his face and said, "Okay, in two days, Xiao Guanyin, you must give me a sure letter!" Without saying a word, he got up and opened the door, walked out. When he turned around and closed the door, he grinned at Wang Ping'an, thinking that he wanted to have a better understanding with Wang Ping'an!

Wang Ping'an shivered and thought to himself: "Let's do it tonight, you have to leave quickly tomorrow. Two days later, hum, let's talk about it if you can see me again!"

He latched the door of the house tightly and returned to the bed to rest. After sleeping for a while, it was dawn and the sun shone through the window paper into the house. Wang Ping'an opened his eyes and thought to himself: "It's better to leave as soon as possible, don't stay here for a long time, so as not to persuade me to become a monk again!"

He got up and put on his clothes, and came to the outside of the monastery of Hamit and others. However, he saw that the doors of the monastery were closed. When he asked the servant, he realized that everyone was so excited last night. He talked so late that he went to bed and rested. He probably wouldn't be able to set off for Luoyang at noon today.

Others can afford to delay time, but Wang Ping'an can't. He was afraid that he would be blocked by the pain again. The old monk started to talk nonsense, which was scary! He quickly went to Ouyang Li and others' room, called his little guard, and called the two little girls, too. Others can't, but these people can't be heard!

The two little girls were busy for most of the night and slept late. At this time, they were sleepy, but Ouyang Li and others had nothing. They were all martial arts practitioners and their physical strength was far better than ordinary people.

Wang Ping'an said to them: "Let's go first, don't leave with the brigade, and you don't need to clean up your luggage or something. Hamit will take care of you."

Ouyang Li and others were puzzled. Why did they leave so early and they were not in a hurry? Wang Ping'an had to briefly explain the matter. To avoid trouble, let's go to the city first. Anyway, the convoy is so conspicuous that it is convenient to find it. It's not too late to meet again when you enter the city!

Seeing that the master was forced to run away by the old monk, the followers were all funny, and without saying much, they all dressed neatly, took out their mounts, followed Wang Ping'an from the side door and ran out of the White Horse Temple, rushing towards Luoyang!

But Mi Xiaomiao and others slept until noon before getting up. After washing up, they were about to set off, but found that Wang Ping'an was missing. While searching, they came to their senses and said that they wanted to see Wang Ping'an and study Buddhism with him.

Mi Xiaomiao and others were not confused. After a little thought, they realized that Wang Ping'an had entered the city first. In order to avoid the old monk, he casually tried to deal with it, ignored the old monk's digging, left behind a few stakes of indulgent oil money, drove the carriage and went straight into the city!

My thoughts were confused and lost. I stood outside Wang Ping'an's monastery for a long time. Then I stomped my feet and said to the monks in the temple: "Master has made up his mind and must convince Xiao Guanyin to enter my White Horse Temple. I will follow them into the city to find Xiao Guanyin. Even if he runs to the ends of the earth, I must find him!"

The monks in the temple naturally understood the reason and all persuaded them. Some monks advised: "Master, even if you follow the convoy, you won't be able to take you. Those people obviously don't want to take you with you. And when you appear, the little Guanyin will definitely refuse to show up again. You can't follow him all the way to Chang'an!"

Nian Ku said, "I will follow you in the dark. If Xiao Guanyin refuses to show up, what's the point of following me to Chang'an!"

However, the convoy to Beijing was heading west. After a short while, it was approaching the Luoyang city gate. Suddenly, a group of people came out of the city. There were several large chariots in the middle of the chariot, and dozens of soldiers were guarding the chariots. The soldiers were covered with armor and weapons, and they looked like the clothes were the palace soldiers in the capital, not the county soldiers in the local area.

After leaving the city gate, there was a man in a carriage in the middle. He was a young and beautiful man. He was only twenty-five or six years old. This young man looked very beautiful, with a pretty boy and a girl. He had a pink face, long eyebrows and big eyes on his temples, apricot kernels, straight nose and rosy lips. If he changed into women's clothing, it would be almost true. Anyone who saw him would call him a beautiful lady!

This young man is slender and wearing a black silk shirt. He really wants to be pretty and soapy, and the women want to be pretty. This black dress makes him look white and red in his teeth, and he is extremely handsome!

After the young man walked to the team, he immediately raised his hands to salute one person, saying something, it seemed to be saying goodbye, and the man immediately turned over and got off the mount and bowed to the young man. The expressions of both of them were not very good, as if they had encountered something big unhappy.

After talking for a while, the young man got in the carriage again. The soldiers protected the carriage and left the city gate and headed west. However, the person who was seeing off the guests stood blankly at the city gate, not moving for a long time. Seeing that he was less than forty years old, although he was not beautiful, he also had a good appearance, and his eyebrows were extraordinary. At first glance, he felt like he was the power of killing the palm!

The convoy was getting closer and closer. Hamiti looked at the man at the door and thought to himself: "Why is this person so familiar? It seems that he has seen him somewhere before! Oh, it's not that person, right?"

He quickly came to the team, arrived at Mi Xiaomiao's car, knocked on the window with a whip, and asked, "Sir Mi, come out and see if you recognize the person at the city gate?"

Mi Xiaomiao yawned in the car. He was sleeping. When he heard Hami asks, he opened the window and looked forward. After looking at it, he immediately shouted: "Ah, isn't this Master Feng?" He opened the car door, rushed out of the car and ran towards the man like a silence.

Hamiti said: "Sure enough, I didn't recognize the wrong person. I was really a left-behind Luoyang!"

Ayiding came over and said, "Brother-in-law, who do you think that person is?" He had never seen Luoyang left behind, so he asked this question.

Hamiti whispered: "That person is Feng Ningrong, the only remaining in Luoyang, and the favorite disciple of Lord Changsun, the capital!"

Ayi Ding was stunned, looked at the man at the city gate, and said strangely: "This is the first time I have seen him. I heard that this man is very arrogant and rude. Why did he send someone out of the city in person? He was sending someone out of the city just now?"

Hamiti nodded silently and turned to look at the carriage that was moving away. The chariot and horses had long left nowhere!

Mi Xiaomiao ran to Feng Ningrong and shouted, "Mr. Feng, do you still remember the little one?"

The person at the gate of the city is Feng Ningrong, the left-behind Luoyang.

The left-behind Luoyang should be called the left-behind Dongdu. When the emperor was not in Luoyang, there was a branch in the city to manage Luoyang, and the superiors called it the left-behind. This official position would be downplayed later because Li Zhi and Wu Zetian often lived in Luoyang and changed Luoyang to the capital of Shen. The emperor and the empress always stayed in Luoyang, so naturally there was no need for anyone to stay for them. Therefore, this official position gradually became nameless, but it still had real power now.

Feng Ningrong was a favorite student of Changsun Wuji and was deeply trusted. Changsun Wuji was in power in the capital. In such an important place in Luoyang, of course, he had to send someone he trusted the most to guard, so Feng Ningrong was appointed. As the saying goes, there are people in the court who are good at being an official, so Feng Ningrong was not old and became the leader among local officials.

Feng Ningrong was slightly stunned when he heard someone calling him, and looked at Mi Xiaomiao and thought to himself: "Who is this person?"

Just as if he heard his heart, Mi Xiaomiao shouted: "Mr. Feng, the youngest one is Mi Xiaomiao!"

Seeing that the other party was so intimate, it was obvious that he knew him and could not be too rude, Feng Ningrong said hurriedly, forced a smile and said, "It turns out to be Brother Mi... Brother Shi!" He didn't understand what the other party's identity was, so it was not easy to grasp the title.

Mi Xiaomiao "reminds" him again and shouted: "I'm on duty in the East Palace and I often hear the prince mention you!"

This bastard turned out to be a eunuch! Feng Ningrong's smile on his face became even more intense. In his heart, the eunuchs were all messy, not a good cake, but they must not be offended! He quickly took a few steps, came forward, raised his hand, and said very politely: "It turns out to be Eunuch Mi. It's been a long time since I saw Eunuch Mi's face, I guess life would be very comfortable!"

How could Feng Liushou remember this little eunuch? This was purely a polite word that he forced out under his step-by-step prompt. How could Mi Xiaomiao have no idea. He stepped forward and bowed to Feng Ningrong and asked, "Sir Feng, why have you come out of the city?"

Feng Ningrong's face suddenly turned unhappy and said, "Go out and give me a gift, hum, there is only a person with a false reputation!" It is obvious that he was extremely dissatisfied with the beautiful young man just now, but he couldn't afford to offend him. Even if he was unhappy, he would still send him out of the city gate in person, with the courtesy in place.

Mi Xiaomiao asked, "If you can work Lord Feng to send him out of the city in person, then you are a big-name person. Can you know him if you are young?"

Feng Ningrong said: "It's a doctor, Eunuch Mi must recognize it."

With his head tilted, Mi Xiaomiao thought for a while and said, "Can you let Lord Feng give me a doctor like this... Is it the old god Sun Zhenren? Where is he?" He looked around quickly, trying to see the legendary god figure.

Feng Ningrong said, "What a identity of Zhenren Sun? How easy is it to see mortals? If it were him, I would have to send them to the city at least a hundred miles away! He is his disciple, the one who claims to be the second doctor in the world!"

Mi Xiaomiao was stunned and said, "Is it a designated life and death?"

"Isn't it him?" After that, Feng Ningrong snorted heavily.
Chapter completed!