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Bao Dong's heart was a little cold, but thinking of the troubles of this matter, he cupped his hands and said: "Please report."
The monk guarding the gate said impatiently, "How many people want to see the mage but can't? Uncle Wuyang...wait."
Bao Dong breathed a sigh of relief.
But he became more and more apprehensive.
Uncle Wu Yang acted a little impulsively, but he was particularly relieved.
It was refreshing for a while to relieve my anger, but the consequences were not discussed.
Now that Deyang Temple is relentless, how can Baiqi stop it?
There was a carriage waiting nearby, the curtain of the carriage was lifted at this moment, a middle-aged man glanced at Bao Dong, and said with a smile: "Master is immersed in the scriptures, even a fool wants to see him, it's just a dream!"
Bao Dong held the handle of the knife, but when he saw the man's clothes, he died down.
This is rich and powerful.
He can't be bothered!
Damn, if Uncle Wuyang is here, there must be a way to deal with him.
There was a commotion inside, and then two monks trotted out.
"Is there any evidence?"
Bao Dong took out his own sign.
Fish Talisman is not qualified for his class.
The monk saw it, turned around and went in.
Bao Dong was in a panic, not knowing what would happen.
"open the door!"
someone is coming.
A carriage came slowly.
The noble coachman said: "Ah Lang, there is a carriage coming out."
The car curtain was lifted, and the man glanced at it, and was immediately dumbfounded.
"who is it?"
In fact, there is no need to ask, Xuanzang is the only person who can use a horse-drawn carriage in Da Ci'en Temple.
Xuanzang trekked mountains and rivers in his early years and had some minor health problems. The emperor rewarded him with a carriage, but he rarely used it.
When the carriage came out today, it meant that Xuanzang had gone out.
The dignitaries got out of the car and stood with their hands tied.
The carriage came out slowly, and the driver said, "The mage asked you to lead the way."
Bao Dong was stunned.
"Mage..."
He didn't expect Xuanzang to come out so simply.
……
Later, a group of monks came from outside the imperial city.
"They didn't speak, they just sat there cross-legged."
Lei Hong's face changed color.
This is a silent protest.
There are many Buddhists in the Tang Dynasty, once those powerful and high-ranking officials collectively go crazy...
"Go take a look."
Jia Ping got up and went out.
"do not go!"
Ming Jing regretted what she said.
He fucks him, what does it matter to me?
Jia Pingan smiled, "Relax."
He left the imperial city all the way.
Outside, a group of monks sat in profile.
"it's him!"
Dehong pointed to Jia Ping'an and said: "This broom star has arrived at Deyang Temple, making the temple uneasy."
He avoided talking about his beloved being a slave.
The monks also agreed not to mention this matter.
As long as people eat, drink, and scatter, there is no innocence.
"What does he want to do?"
Jia Pingan stood there.
He leaned against the city wall, leaned back slightly, and looked at these monks with a mocking smile.
They are powerful at this moment, and will become more and more powerful in the future.
Gradually, this sub-group of forces grew to the extreme, and finally triggered a backlash.
Buddhists talk about karma, about past lives and today, and about cultivating the next life.
Confucianism talks about heaven, earth, monarch, relatives and teachers, and class.
Taoism says to be quiet and inaction.
No matter which theory, it is to make the people feel at ease with the status quo and be willing to be poor.
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