Originally, Fang Jun in his previous life was a staunch communist fighter, believing that "man will conquer heaven" and wanted to break feudal superstitions...... But now, the phenomenon of time-traveling, which cannot be explained by science, has happened to him, causing him to oscillate between materialism and idealism.

Are there gods and ghosts?

In the world, no one can see, and in the most basic dialectics, it can be said that there is none.

So how to explain the mysterious power that controls the crossing?

Not to mention, there are so many things in this world that cannot be explained by science......

Li Chunfeng, Yuan Tiangang, and the master of the three virtues in Qingyuan Temple seem to be able to grasp that mysterious power, which brings Fang Jun a great sense of crisis.

In the past few years, there have been a lot of chores, and he almost forgot about this old monk......

However, when you arrive at the mountain gate at this moment, can you still turn around and leave?

Fang Jun frowned, this matter is always a taboo haunting his heart, or should he face it bravely, if he can't avoid it, can he hide for a lifetime? If these people are just pretending to be gods and ghosts, they will definitely make them look good, if they really have that unpredictable ability, with the emperor's favor and his current status, can they really be caught and burned alive as demons and monsters?

This is a demon in the heart, and only by breaking it can you be free.

I made up my mind at the bottom of my heart, and said with a smile on my face: "Thank you, little master." ”

The little novice hurriedly said, "The donor is very polite...... Please come with me. ”

After that, he turned around and entered the mountain gate, motioning for Fang Jun to follow.

The Fang family's motorcade drove into the mountain gate, attracting the pilgrims who came to Qingyuan Temple to worship incense.

"Who's this? Such a big pomp. ”

"Dude, an out-of-tlander, right?"

"How so?"

"Well, the young man riding a horse at the front is the famous Fang Erlang, who can let him ride a horse to lead the way, it is naturally their Fang family's convoy, and ensure that Fang Xiang and his wife are in the carriage."

"Huh! I heard in the countryside that this Fang Erlang is tall and has two faces like charcoal, and his appearance is still uglier than that of the Yasha, and his two arms have the strength of a thousand catties...... This young man is only twenty years old, right? Can you defeat the Turkic wolf rider and destroy the heir of the country across the seven seas? ”

"That's right, this is Fang Erlang...... But where did you hear that? Come on, come on, let's talk about it, it's interesting......"

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The pilgrims next to him were talking, and Fang Jun listened to it, and his face became darker.

Nothing else, what the hell is uglier than Yaksha?

Although my brother can't be called good-looking, he is also well-behaved and sunny and handsome, right? The god is so tall and tall that the two sides are like charcoal......

Fang Jun had a dark face, and rode his horse into a side courtyard with the little novice, which was quiet and chic, obviously a temporary resting place prepared for the rich and noble families who came to the incense, and when the Fang family got off the carriage and entered the exquisite house to rest for a while, there was already a little novice with hot tea and snacks.

Thoughtful and at home, it has a bit of the meaning of a scenic spot in the future......

Fang Jun shook his head, drank a cup of hot tea, and walked out of the house.

The courtyard here is located on the west side of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, it is not a separate building, but a slip of seven or eight courtyards into a piece, obviously it is the hospitality area in the temple, used to entertain the kings and grandsons who come to the incense, high-ranking officials and dignitaries, first-class service, naturally for these people's rich sesame oil money reward.

Fang Jun's anxiety in his heart relaxed slightly, this is obviously the routine of collecting money in later generations, in this era, the gods have supreme privileges, even the supreme emperor in the world, he has to be a head shorter in front of the gods, and he easily dare not say any blasphemous words, so this is the best way to get money......

From this point of view, the master of the three virtues is not a monk, but a business wizard who is proficient in management.

Come to think of it, I can't see through the essence of the traverser who "borrowed the corpse to return the soul......

In a good mood, he walked to the gate of the courtyard and watched the pilgrims coming and going, as if he was in the market of Lishan.

On the left side of the door, there is a tall locust tree, at this moment the leaves have fallen, but the branches of its crown can still be seen, there is a pile of snow under the tree that has not yet melted, a carriage of the Fang family is parked here, a young man in brocade clothes is standing next to the car, with a flattering smile, the mood is flying, is smiling and talking with the people in the carriage, from time to time, you can also hear the crisp laughter coming from the carriage......

Fang Jun's brows furrowed.

This kid...... Isn't it Li Su, the king of Shu?

An evil fire suddenly rushed up in my heart!

Why?

Because the carriage is the frame of the little sister Fang Xiuzhu......

Little bastard, dare to provoke the little sister?!

Fang Jun's anger started from his heart, and he strode over.

In the other compartment, Li Su was standing next to the car, talking to Fang Xiuzhu in the carriage through the curtain that opened a gap......

The boy's heart was pounding.

He racked his brains to say some interesting things, and the girl in the car laughed out loud from time to time, and he felt that the whole person was filled with an indescribable sense of achievement.

However, a black shadow flashed in the corner of his eyes, and he subconsciously looked over, and suddenly frightened Li Su's soul away!

"Room, room...... Second Brother Fang, what do you want to do? ”

Looking at Fang Jun who strode over with a gloomy face, Li Su jumped back in fright and shouted loudly. His guards were all driven aside, and when they heard his shout, they gathered over, thinking that their prince was frightened, and they were all stunned when they saw Fang Jun, whose face was sinking like water.

Fang Jun came to the car, stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, and saw the little sister sitting in the car, her face was a little blushing, and she was embarrassed to spit out her tongue.

Fang Jun had a cold face and shouted: "Father and mother are both in the courtyard, why don't you go and go here to talk to some messy bastards?" Get in here! ”

"Oh......"

Fang Xiuzhu shrunk her neck, didn't dare to refute, so she had to respond, but her bright eyes glanced at Li Su, obviously very worried, lest he, the second brother of the mallet, would not be able to get along with Li Su...... But she can usually play coquettish with her second brother, but whenever the second brother is serious, she is stunned.

Naturally, he didn't dare to say more, lowered his head, and let the carriage drive into the courtyard......

Fang Jun turned to face Li Su.

Li Su swallowed hard and squeezed out a smiling face: "What's that...... I haven't seen the second brother for a long time, don't come to ...... harm"

He really scared Fang Jun.

This mallet is the most arrogant and domineering, and the children of the royal family are nobles in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of this person, they are not even a fart......

If he is beaten by Fang Jun today, not to mention that his father will not care about him, even his mother and brother will only look at Fang Jun and count him down.

Therefore, even if Fang Jun said that he was a "messy bastard", he did not dare to refute it. Bastards are bastards, anyway, this is not just scolding themselves, but even their father and brother are scolded, they don't care, and I don't care......

But then again, you have a gloomy black face, and we didn't provoke you, did we?

Fang Jun glared at him.

I have to say that all the heirs of His Majesty Li Er, regardless of their talent and character, are all first-class.

The crown prince Li Chengqian's face is as white as jade, but his temperament is gentle and generous, and he feels a gentleman when he looks at it, although Li Tai, the king of Wei, is fatter, but he also has good facial features, which shows that he was a rare beautiful man when he was thin in the past, as for Li Ke, that face made Fang Jun envious and jealous, and he was so handsome that he was boundless......

Li Su in front of him has perfectly inherited his mother's appearance, with sword eyebrows and sideburns, eyes like stars, a straight nose and a straight mouth.

However, Fang Jun knew that this guy had a good skin in vain, and at the age of fifteen or sixteen, he had not yet shown his bad temperament, and after a few years, His Royal Highness the King of Shu, who was misbelieving, was repeatedly cut off by His Majesty Li Er, and even said that "birds and beasts can be subdued and can be tamed by people; Iron and stone engraving, can be a square and round vessel. As for those who are stunned, they were not as good as beasts and stones! The comment can be described as extremely disappointing!

is such a good-for-nothing second ancestor who causes trouble everywhere, and he actually dares to beat his sister's idea?

!

Believe it or not, Lao Tzu broke your legs......

He had a cold face, glared at Li Su, and said word for word: "Hugh wants to provoke my little sister, otherwise, Hugh blames Weichen for being polite!" ”

Li Su, who was originally very jealous, raised his head sharply when he heard the words, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Why? Why are you? My Fair Lady, the gentleman is good, this king fell in love with Xiuzhu's sister, the man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried, why do you beat the mandarin duck? ”

Fang Jun was happy: "Do you still beat mandarin ducks?" Dare to talk nonsense again, ruin the reputation of my little sister, believe it or not, a stick will discount your legs? ”

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