Chapter 211: Repelling the flesh and blood of the cycle of reincarnation, and revenge (Part 1)

Before the National Day came, Zhou Song came to me and he came to me specifically. Now Zhou Song is in a suit and ties, her hair is combed in a twilight, and her face is full of energy. Back then, he was a very strong and hardworking person. Today, he looks very enthusiastic and full of vitality. He invited him to gather at Sanjiangkou during his celebration. Many of his classmates in the class will go, which is also considered to be a reunion in three years after graduation.

My identity is so special in our high school class. The special thing is not that I started running my own industry since I was in school, but that I married my head teacher Liu Feier and Zhou Song to hold a class reunion, and of course I also wanted to hire a head teacher, so I found me directly, hoping that I would bring my wife and children with me.

When he got home and asked Liu Fei'er, Fei'er said, "You go, it's a good thing for classmates to get together, so I won't go... Zhou Song really wants to hold this party. He was very hard when he was a child, and he studied very hard, for fear that others would look down on him. If you don't go, he will care about it. As for me, I'm a little embarrassed to sit in front of a bunch of classmates with Yan Cheng in front of me. Just convey my greetings... If you have the opportunity, please persuade Zhou Song, life is rich and poor, but no matter how high and low are. When I was in school, my head teacher, Mr. Tang, often said this, and he should have said it to you."

The day after Zhou Song arrived, two special guests came to Zhiweilou. These two people had been here before, Yun Zhongxian and Xuan Xingzi. Just like last time, I didn’t go to Zhiweilou and they were already waiting for me at the gentleman.

When I walked into Junziju, Yun Zhongxian and Xuan Xingzi stood up and said in unison: "Senior Brother!"

"So it's you two, hurry up and sit down... Sister Xuanxingzi, are you living in the Forgetting Palace?"

Looking at Xuan Xingzi again, she has grown a lot taller than when she met last time and looks very good. At such a young age, the outline between her eyebrows and eyes is very beautiful, and she can't help but feel pity. She really has the shadow of Qixin on her body, but it is no longer Qixin from that of the year, and her expression is very gentle and quiet. When she heard me ask, she replied politely: "I lived a very good life in the Forgetful Palace. Tianshi, Sister Yun and Sister Huo are also very nice to me. There is no better place in this world than the Forgetful Palace!"

Sister Huo? I was stunned for a moment before I realized that she was talking about Huo Shen'er, a disciple of the Forgetful Palace, who was the former Little Pepper Kunshanzi. I nodded and smiled, "Then let's practice in the Forgetful Palace, and have time to see my senior brother. What are you holding in your hand? Is it a flute? Why don't there be any holes?"

Xuan Xingzi was just behind her back. When she was bowing, I saw something she was holding. It was more than two feet long and looked like a flute. It was divided into three sections and looked like a bamboo. The texture was as gentle as jade. Although it was during the day, you could see the soft and star-like brilliance flashing in her hands. Xuan Xingzi replied: "This is not a flute, this is the magic weapon of the Forgetful Palace, the seven-star cave, which can make music, but I can't play it yet... Sister Yun told me that you need the young master to teach the weapon yourself."

Yun Zhongxian said: "Senior Brother, I brought Xuan Xingzi to you this time, so I want to ask you to take her to see the young master. This child has always wanted to meet Mr. Wangqing, so Master Tian asked me to bring her here...... Senior Brother thought of another way and let the young master hand over the Qixing Cave to her, which can be considered as completing the ceremony of the Wangqing Palace."

The reason for the incident was like this. After Xuanxingzi arrived at the Forgetful Palace, he often asked Yun Zhongxian why he took her to such a good place? Yun Zhongxian said that he was ordered by the young master. The young master knew that she suffered in the world and had a lot of fate, so he ordered someone to take her away from the world. Xuan Xingzi asked again who the young master was? Yun Zhongxian told her that the young master was Feng Jun, the contemporary lord of the Forgetful Palace. Xuan Xingzi also got the name of Xuan Xingzi. Xuan Xingzi also asked where the young master went? Yun Zhongxian finally explained clearly what sealing the spiritual consciousness and entering the world through the tribulation. Xuan Xingzi seemed to understand it.

After all, Xuan Xingzi is still a child and is very curious about everything unknown. As soon as he opens his mouth, he will have a series of problems. Fortunately, Yun Zhongxian is very patient and explains to her little by little. Others in the Wangqing Palace, Master Tianyue and Xiao Lajiao, are also very good to treat this child. They have also seen Qixins in their previous lives, but none of them mentioned Qixins to Xuan Xingzi. Xuan Xingzi was very obedient in the Wangqing Palace, but she only made one request, and she must meet Feng Junzi.

I nodded and said, "Junior Sister Xing, you should meet the young master. Waiting in the Wangqing Palace is not a solution. Even I can't figure out when he will go back. Let's do this. I will take you to see him in three days, but you have to pay attention that we are among a group of ordinary people, and you can't talk about the things in the Wangqing Palace. He doesn't know you now, but it doesn't matter. He will definitely like you when he sees you. Don't call him young master, just call him, call him, and call him the name Feng Junzi!"

It is a troublesome thing for Xuanxingzi to call Feng Junzi. It is naturally inappropriate to call him a young master in front of ordinary people. It would be even more wrong to call him Master. Although Feng Junzi asked Yun Zhongxian to bring her into the Forgetful Palace to give her a name Xuanxingzi, he did not clearly want to accept his disciples. Call him Uncle Feng? It’s a bit awkward! Forget it, just call Feng Junzi. I don’t think Feng Junzi will care, and I call him his name directly now.

"What a beautiful little sister, whose child is this?" Feng Junzi asked from a distance when he saw Xuan Xingzi at the first sight on the bus.

"This is my elder, whose name is Xingxing. I went to Wucheng to take care of her for a few days after holiday, and I brought her." I replied behind Xuan Xingzi.

At this time, Zhou Song also happened to get in the car and asked me with a smile: "Shi Ye, if Teacher Liu is not here, you have brought a little sister back."

Feng Junzi spoke to help me: "Teacher Liu is taking care of the children at home, so I'm sorry to spend time with us... Xingxing, right? Come to sit next to me... Shang Yunfei, you can change your seat."

Feng Junzi originally sat together, but when he saw Xuan Xingzi, he insisted on pulling Xuan Xingzi to his side and drove Shang Yunfei to the back row. There was nothing to say along the way, Zhou Songbao's luxury passenger headed straight to Sanjiangkou. The project arrangement was very interesting. At the beginning, the mountain stream was drifting, and more than twenty people were sitting seven or eight waist boats drifted from a clear river to the Shuiyang River Beach. Then he went ashore from the beach and boarded a large fishing boat pretending to be fishing nets, which was to have fun.

Feng Junzi also cast a net at the bow of the boat. After turning around the fishing net, he still entangled himself. If someone else hadn't pulled it a hand, he wouldn't fall into the river. The other people's skills were similar to Feng Junzi. No one had cast a net correctly, laughing at each other. Finally, I walked up to the bow of the boat and cast a net on my forearm, held the head of the rope with one hand, and half turned around and waved it to the sky. A uniform circle covered the water several meters away. When I closed the net, I shone a golden carp two feet long, and everyone applauded and applauded.

Although this fish is not small, the ecological tour is nominally fishing and eating by yourself, but it is obviously not enough for more than 20 people to catch such a carp. After lunch, you still have to go to the farmhouse to solve the problem. Feng Junzi held Xiao Xingxing with his left hand and tied the carp's mouth with a straw rope in his right hand. His proud look was like he caught it himself.

It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when we were having dinner. We were in a farmhouse in Xiaobai Village. The yard was very large, with three large tables placed enough, and grape trellis were also placed on both sides. Feng Junzi ran to the grape trellis to make fun of someone's puppy, Xuan Xingzi took out the Qixingdong and watched. Feng Junzi turned around and noticed what was in her hand and asked curiously: "Xingxing, what is this in your hand? It's like a flute, but it's not. Can it sound?"

Xuan Xingzi: "It can play music, but it needs to be held in my hand and waved. I can't use it yet!"

Feng Junzi: "Such fun thing? Show me if it's OK?"

Xuan Xingzi handed him Qixingdong without saying a word. Feng Junzi held it in his hand and narrowed his eyes and glanced at it for a long time like a telescope. He could not see any idea. At this time, a gust of river wind blew past outside the courtyard, and the leaves on the grape trellis rustled. Feng Junzi took Qixingdong in his right hand on a whim, and turned it several times on his index finger and middle finger like he turned his pen in his childhood. Suddenly, a melodious and clear sound came from the wind, which turned into a melodious sound like the sound of nature.

The people chattering all over the yard suddenly became quiet. The sound of the music like the wind made everyone feel enlightened. Feng Junzi was also enlightened. The Seven Star Cave slowly rotated between his fingers, but he raised his head and heard the sound. Only Shang Yunfei's eyes flashed and looked directly at the Seven Star Cave in Feng Junzi's hand. Feng Junzi probably felt something, and his fingertips trembled and the Seven Star Cave fell. However, his reaction was also very fast, and he bent down and copied it in the air and caught it.

The wind stopped, and everyone came to their senses, sighing that the environment in the countryside was good, not only the mountains and rivers were beautiful, but also the wind was so elegant. Feng Junzi put the Qixingdong in Xuanxingzi's hands: "I almost broke this for you. It looks very valuable. I can't afford to compensate if it breaks. You must keep it."

At this time, an old couple walked out of the kitchen on the side of the yard and greeted him: "Everyone should go to the table, the dishes are ready."

The dishes on the table are very farm-style, including Sanjiang live fish, small shrimps in the clear ditch, and the fried stone crabs that are only the size of coins in the city, wild garlic, wild fern, farm-style sauce, etc., all taste good. There is naturally no need to be without wine when there is a mat, and I drink rice wine made by the farm. These are not unique to me. I also grew up in a farmer by the river. But Feng Junzi and others enjoyed eating it very much, and they drank a lot of wine. As they drank, they said too much.

Although there were no obvious small groups in our class when we were studying, it felt different when we met again after working for a few years. By sitting down, we could find that everyone was very careful to choose their seats. Feng Junzi ignored others and found a stool to sit down first. Shang Yunfei walked to him and sat down. Zhou Song looked at the two of them hesitated and sat down next to Shang Yunfei. Feng Junzi turned around and waved to Xuanxingzi and called her to the other side of him to sit down. I also sat down next to Xuanxingzi. The table was soon full, all of which were the ones who had achieved success among classmates.

After three rounds of drinking, Zhou Song was very excited and toasted back and forth between the three tables. Finally, he drank a little too much. When he came back, he held Yun Fei's hand and said warm words through the alcohol. In fact, Shang Yunfei's relationship among our classmates has always been very talkative. He is a person who practices Buddhist secret methods. Zhou Song is obviously a little close today. He seems to be feeling in his words, but he is actually a compliment. He mentions Shang Yunfei's experience of starting a business in Hong Kong, and asks him what business opportunities he has in Shenzhen, especially what can he cooperate with in real estate?

To be honest, Shang Yunfei looked down on him a little, and I could feel it. The conversation between him and Zhou Song was just perfunctory, but it was inconvenient to show an impatient look on such occasions. Zhou Song didn't know if he was really drunk or deliberately pretending not to notice it, but he still had a tone of calling him brothers. Feng Junzi saw it clearly on the other side with a three-point drunkenness, and didn't know if he had any objections to Shang Yunfei or Zhou Song, so he deliberately interrupted.

He pulled Shang Yunfei's other hand and smiled, "Boss Shang, we are also close. I haven't seen each other for many years, and you still shave your hair flat, but your hair is valuable!... After drinking two glasses of wine, I see that your hair is not hair, but it is full of gold bars, and it is like the golden wheel of the Great Sun Tathagata's golden wheel. "

Feng Junzi was obviously mocking him by drinking wine. How could a person who practiced Buddhism since childhood become a person who is good at making money? Shang Yunfei replied lightly: "The Buddha also pays attention to giving, and can give money or giving money. How can he spread it without money? Only by using it can he spread it across the world."

Feng Junzi smiled and recited a sentence from Marx: "Capital comes to the world, and every pore from head to toe is dripping with blood and dirty things!"

The faces of the other people on the table changed, and they all lowered their heads to drink and didn't say anything. Zhou Song couldn't help but say, "Feng Junzi, have you drunk too much? It is natural for legal businessmen to get rich by hard work and wisdom, and times have changed!"

Feng Junzi still smiled: "The times have never changed, just like mountains and rivers, people have changed. I haven't talked about you yet, I'm just memorizing the letter."

Shang Yunfei also smiled: "I'm not dirty."

Feng Junzi: "You have a good idea, I hope you will do it well, and you will never end up making money. The truth is the truth, not the excuse to act... In fact, people will change, especially after experiencing the test of worldly temptations, you will know what exactly."

Shang Yunfei: "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

Feng Junzi: "As far as I know, there are two types of people who go to hell. One is fearless tragic and the other is self-destruction."

Shang Yunfei's face finally changed like this. He said to Feng Junzi: "Why do you always hold my hand? Do you want to show me your palmaria? I remember you have liked the trick of being a god and a ghost since you were a child!"

When Feng Junzi suddenly became interested, he pulled Shang Yunfei's hand and spread it open to his palm. However, his face became a little heavy after just a glance. He put down his hand and held a glass to drink without saying a word. This time he turned to Shang Yunfei and asked: "Banxian, can you see what tricks have come from? Why don't you talk?"

Feng Junzi: "Forget it, I don't dare to talk nonsense, especially I don't dare to talk nonsense about you, Shang Yunfei."

At this time, the others on the table were curious and began to cheer: "Feng Junzi, just say it! What's wrong with Shang Yunfei? No matter how old the boss is, he is still a classmate. Just take it as a fun at the table, who can take it seriously?"

Feng Junzi: "The evil pattern is the main punishment, and there will be a prison disaster within several years. If you are sincere and upright, you can avoid it."

I frowned and said nothing good. I have never known Shang Yunfei very much. I only know that he is a disciple of the Living Buddha and has a good cultivation, but his impression is not very good. What makes him different from the old Living Buddha is that his views are very deep, which is a bias for practitioners to be a pragmatic person. When the Living Buddha is there, he will naturally not have any major problems. What will happen if the Living Buddha is not there and no one to give advice? Why do practitioners enter the world? Because some insights are real after experiencing them, and empty talk and transcendence can only be empty talk.

For example, some people say, "I regard money as a kind of grass and trees!" If you are born like this, it is really a gift from heaven, but how can you confirm this sentence? If he has never been rich, this is just an empty word. If he is truly rich and powerful, he can do this, then others can believe it. Like a man shouting - I am not lustful! Ordinary people's first reaction is that no woman can follow him, and he wants a place to be lustful. Does Feng Junzi inadvertently imply that Shang Yunfei? Practitioners like him should not stay away from the master's and be alone in the world. If they are poorly controlled, they may harm their own practice. As well as rich people, Shang Yunfei and Mr. Zhang have different attitudes and practices.

No matter how much you think about it, he can't let Feng Junzi destroy the atmosphere of the class reunion. I quickly persuaded him: "Shang Yunfei, Feng Junzi is reminding you to be careful in your work in the future and not to get into the situation one day when there is an economic problem. He doesn't know what you think, he is a means of worrying about your work... Just kidding, just kidding."

Zhou Song was very interested when he heard this, and stretched out his hand from afar and said, "Feng Junzi, show me your palmistry, how will my future fortune be?"

I quickly pulled Feng Junzi and said to Zhou Song: "Forget it, just make money well. It's useless to burn incense and worship Buddha. What kind of palmistry is there for nothing to do!" I thought to myself that Zhou Song caused trouble for himself, and let the immortal die if he had nothing to do. Is that fun?

This is just a small episode on the wine table, so I won’t mention it for the time being. As we ate, someone put down his chopsticks and smacked his lips: “The dishes are good, but there are fewer specialties in the Sanjiangkou area.”

When Feng Junzi heard that there was something delicious, he widened his eyes and asked, "What specialty is it?"
Chapter completed!