Gao Rubai was a disciple accepted by Tong Qizhen in Zhenjiang eight years ago and taught him a superficial technique for several years. Because the Gao family is a well-known local family, Tong Qizhen could hide here in the name of a believer, and could also use the Gao family to convey messages to Jiang Hexian, Xia Yuanqiu and others.

Unfortunately, the Gao family suddenly broke into a life lawsuit two years ago. After the lawsuit was over, the property was almost disbanded. Originally, Tong Qizhen could cast spells to protect the Gao family, but he was worried that the news of him hiding in the Gao family was leaked. He had already left without saying goodbye when the Gao family was in decline.

After the family was in decline, Gao Rubai was alone outside. He relied on the little tricks he learned from Tong Qizhen that year, and either steal or cheated some money and property to live. Unexpectedly, when he was wandering in Jinling, he met Tong Qizhen, the master who left without saying goodbye.

I don’t know if I feel a little guilty about my conscience, Tong Qizhen actually put Gao Rubai under his sect here. This time, he did not use any superficial techniques to fool him, and taught him two years of excellent techniques. Gao Rubai had the talent to practice magic, and two years later he was no longer the same as the eldest young master of the Gao family.

Although he felt a little resentful that Tong Qizhen did not take action to save his family back then, he thought that he would rely on his master now, so he could only endure this tone himself.

Three days ago, Tong Qizhen suddenly found Gao Rubai's disciples and asked them to go to Bianliang City to fight the front station. Tong Qizhen would come in person in a few days. In addition to fighting the front station, Gao Rubai also went to Fuyuan Temple with several other brothers to monitor the monk Guangxiao who was holding orders inside. Pay attention to every move of this monk. He had to check clearly who had seen people and wherever he had been.

Originally, the matter of asking for rain had nothing to do with Gao Rubai, but when he was mixed among the crowd and watching the fun, he felt uncomfortable when he saw the tall Dong Qichao. Gao Rubai saw that this shit had no real ability, so he cast a spell to interfere. Unexpectedly, as soon as he showed his ability, a white-haired man jumped off the platform to control himself.

Gao Rubai's previous attention was on Dong Qichao. Did you expect that there would be a master around this real person who was more powerful than his master. He didn't even have time to escape, so he was controlled by this white-haired man. While he was restrained, Gao Rubai also realized that the person who controlled him was Wu Mian, who had heard of him many times?

However, apart from these, what Tong Qizhen came to Bianliang City to do. Gao Rubai couldn't explain clearly. He just knew that Monk Guangxiao from Fuyuan Temple could not let Tong Qizhen come to Bianliang City. When he heard that Gui Bugui wanted to give him to Guangxiao, he told his own affairs in helplessness.

"Didn't you say what to do in Bianliang?" Gui Bugui glanced at Wu Mian next to him and continued, "Then apart from you, Tong Qizhen and several other disciples have also arrived in Bianliang?"

"Three, we pretend to be pilgrims who went to burn incense. Now two are still in Fuyuan Temple, and one is mixed with me in the crowd to watch the fun. At this time, he should have gone back to report the message." Gao Rubai sighed and continued, "If you do it quickly, the two in the temple should not have time to escape. That is Guangxiao's territory, and Anhu dares not use escape techniques nearby. He just ran over to deliver the message. If you are lucky, you can catch three of them at once."

"A good disciple of Tong Qizhen's school" Gui Bugui smiled and continued to Wu Mian: "Go to Fuyuan Temple to take a walk? By the way, I asked what Guangxiao said a few days ago and why did he drive us out of Bianliang City."

When he went to Fuyuan Temple, only Wu Mian followed Gui Bugui and went there. The two monsters were left to see the supervisor Gao Rubai. Although Erlangzi was not very smart, there would be no trouble if Xiao Rensan was helping around.

The two of them used their escape method to see that outside the mountain gate of Fuyuan Temple, it was still raining heavily in Bianliang City. Many pilgrims who came to burn incense in the morning were trapped in the temple. At this time, Guangxiao had personally presided over the vegetarian meal and entertained the pilgrims to eat vegetarian food in the temple.

At this time, the canteen in the temple was full of people. Everyone was talking about the heavy rain, and the sound of the heavy rain hitting the bricks and tiles on the house seemed extremely noisy. The monks were very particular about food and were quite dissatisfied with the noise of the pilgrims.

However, it doesn't matter to Monk Guangxiao. He personally prepared food for the pilgrims. The loud voice of the pilgrims spoke to him, and the tone of the monk answered. Although it seemed a little noisy, it also became a part of the pilgrims. Because he was a Taoist monk, and among these monks, no monk rushed over to persuade him.

Seeing all the pilgrims sitting and preparing to start eating vegetarian food, Guangxiao was planning to go back and take a break. He was the one who cut off the grains of fasting and did not need food, but at this moment, he suddenly felt two familiar breaths. Guangxiao smiled bitterly and returned to the next to the rice bucket. He said to the position where the breath was emitted: "You two are rare guests. Do you want to come and try the vegetarian rice in our Fuyuan Temple?"

"Isn't it for your vegetarian meal, or for you, monk?" Gui Bugui smiled and went to Guangxiao with Wu Mian. After looking at the mixed bean rice in the wooden barrel and the pickles next to him, the old guy continued to say: "It's strange. We are fasting for the front and back. After so many years, we don't care about any delicacies, but today it's your big pot of mixed bean rice that arouses my appetite. Let's have a bowl..."

Guangxiao smiled slightly, picked up two medium-sized thick porcelain bowls and filled them with two bowls of mixed bean rice. Then he picked up a few pieces of pickles and placed them on the table beside the two of them, and said, "This is mixed with sesame oil, but unfortunately, the monks now have divided the sizes and five kinds of meat. If you can add a little onion and garlic, it will be delicious..."

Gui Bugui put his nose on the rice with bean rice, took a deep breath, and said with a smile: "I smell this smell when I first entered the alchemy priest. It was made by Xu Fu. That year was the third day of June. It happened to be a plague. The alchemy priest opened the mountain gate to treat diseases..."

When Gui Bugui was talking, Wu Mian had already picked up a chopstick and bit it in his mouth, and then gave a bite of mixed bean rice and salted rice. Then he continued: "I heard that the monk temple only had the only flaming mouth for the dead, but I didn't expect that the food for the living would be as good as it was. If I had served such a bowl of rice in the Bugui Tu back then..."

When he said this, Wu Mian suddenly stopped and then his eyes turned around everyone's faces in the canteen. Almost everyone was looking at the white-haired man with a strange look, not sure what these two strange people were doing.

When he heard Wu Mian suddenly mention the picture of Bugui, Guangxiao's expression was a little strange. He also looked at the pilgrims with the white-haired man's eyes, then smiled slightly, and said, "This mixed bean rice is nothing, it's just the food for poor people. You think it's because you have eaten too many delicacies. It seems that you won't eat it anymore. The monk took back this bowl of rice..."

While speaking, Guangxiao put the bowl of rice into the bowl, and then put the bowl in another bowl of white rice in another rice bucket. He said while moving: "I heard that this rain was asked by Dong Qichao. If it is not strong, I will recommend him in front of His Majesty... This donor, you are the last one to come in. Seeing that the mixed bean rice in the bowl did not move, I think it was not delicious to eat. Monk, I will change a bowl for you..."

"Thank you, Master. I ate a lot of breakfast, so I won't waste this fine grain." Seeing that Monk Guangxiao brought the bowl of white rice to him, the pilgrim stood up quickly and continued with a smile on his face: "The rain outside seems to be a little lighter. Let's go back now and don't disturb the master's worship of Buddha."

"Donor, have you been disturbing the monk and worshiping Buddha less?" Guangxiao suddenly smiled, reached out and pressed the pilgrim's shoulder, and pressed him back to the table. Then he continued, "You just came yesterday. The two donors over there were with you, and there was another one a little shorter. You pretended not to know each other, what do you want to do?"
Chapter completed!