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Zhang Zixiang gasped and knelt on the ground, and from time to time he glanced at Zhang Fu in front of him.

The little flower demon Bu Feiyan looked at Zhang Zixiang worriedly on the side, his eyes occasionally drifted over Zhang Fu, and the hatred in his heart was completely undisguised.

Zhang Fuyu was still angry, and he wanted to point at Zhang Zixiang's nose in a rage and scold, but when he saw his pitiful appearance, his heart softened.

This muddy boy has been like this since he was a child, and when he makes a mistake and is caught, he looks like this, and there is no place for him to get angry.

"What are you going to do? Do you want to go back with me?" Zhang Fu sighed and looked at Zhang Zixiang with hatred.

"The Taoist family is almost finished, what am I going back to do nephew? Uncle, do you say yes?" Zhang Zixiang said with a lick of his face.

"Where is it so easy to finish Taoism! Which of our Taoisms do you think has a shallow foundation? Even if it is a Buddhist, don't look at them so miserable now, in fact, they also have a hand! Yu Wenyong wants to uproot the two of us, hehe, it's not that easy!" Zhang Fu sneered, and the fierce light in his eyes made people shudder.

"Uncle, you ...... No, what did the Taoists do?" Zhang Zixiang looked at Zhang Fu, who was completely different from the usual amiable uncle, and was shocked in his heart, and thought of a possibility.

"You don't need to know these things! I'll ask you again, are you really going back?" Zhang Fu avoided talking about it, and instead questioned Zhang Zixiang strongly.

"Don't go back!" Faced with the issue of principle, Zhang Zixiang could not be ambiguous.

"Is it because of her?" Zhang Fu pointed at his little flower demon with bitter hatred.

Zhang Zixiang looked back, looked embarrassed, and hurriedly dissuaded: "Feiyan, don't be like this, he is my uncle!"

Xiaohua Demon shook his head stubbornly, the mist had accumulated in his hazy eyes, and he couldn't bear to fall: "Zhang Lang, are you leaving?"

Zhang Zixiang was so distressed that he couldn't care about Zhang Fu's gaze that seemed to be about to kill, so he hurriedly rushed over and hugged Bu Feiyan's weak body, and comforted him softly: "Don't go! Don't go! There are you here, I'm very fast, how can I go?"

Bu Feiyan's tears finally fell, and he leaned his head on Zhang Zixiang's shoulder and cried bitterly.

The two of them hugged each other as if no one was around. And Zhang Fu, who was forcibly fed a wave of dog food by them on the side, was naturally very unhappy in his heart. I'm still here, and you're so bold in showing your affection, and if I'm not there, wouldn't you go to heaven!

However, just when Zhang Fu was about to say something, a few uninvited guests came outside the house.

"The old monks of Buddhism. ”

"Monk Meng. ”

"Quiet. ”

"Daoji. ”

"Ask to see Heavenly Master Zhang of Dragon and Tiger Mountain!"

The four shiny bald heads looked even more dazzling in the moonlight, and they came in without waiting for anyone to respond, obviously more appropriately than "asking for a meeting" than "breaking through".

Today's Lanruo Temple is really lively, and there are more people coming than in the previous hundred years combined. A current Heavenly Master just came, and in the blink of an eye, the Four Protectors of Buddhism came again.

After the four of them entered the door, they saw Zhang Zixiang and Bu Feiyan following behind Zhang Fu, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

Zhang Fu waved his hand and said, "They are the juniors of my Longhu Mountain, their own people, don't care." ”

The monk put his hands together and bowed, and recited the Buddha's name in his mouth: "Amitabha." Since he is a child of the Heavenly Master, he is naturally his own person. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"

"The great monk came so quickly! The debate meeting is over? I thought it would last for a few days and nights like last time! Why, if that Zhixuan didn't spill again this time, you wouldn't be able to hold on?" Zhang Fu looked at the bald heads of the four great monks and was a little unhappy, and there was a thick mockery in the words he said.

"Amitabha, the Celestial Master laughed. Senior Brother Zhixuan was a little unable to see through it, and he committed a reluctance vow. But he is a member of my Buddhist family, and now that you and I are working together against the enemy, I hope that the Heavenly Master will put the overall situation first and not bring in the previous grievances. The monk called the Buddha horn and warned Zhang Fu.

Zhang Fu snorted coldly, and also had some scruples, did not mock again, and changed the topic: "What is the result of the debate meeting, the great monk has been arguing for a day, but there is good news?"

Jing Ai took a step forward, bowed his head and replied: "Amitabha, the monks don't speak, the Heavenly Master already knows the result, so why ask knowingly. ”

Zhang Fu didn't pay any attention to it, looking at the bright moon above the nine heavens, and suddenly sighed deeply: "In the end, is it still the only way to do this?"

Dao Ji clasped his hands together and gave a salute to Zhang Fu: "Amitabha." I also hope that the Heavenly Master will convey to the Taoists on his behalf that the previous conditions were agreed to by the Buddhists. ”

"Well, since Buddhism is so broken, my Taoist can't be left behind. Yu Wenyong is perverse, and he deserves this calamity!" Zhang Fu made up his mind and assured the four great monks.

Zhang Zixiang was confused when he heard it. He knew that Buddhism and Taoism had joined forces to deal with Confucianism. But I didn't expect that the mutual involvement would be so deep, and listening to the meaning of their words, there would be a big move next, and it would involve Emperor Wu Yuwen Yong!

"Amitabha. The matter was over, and the poor monk took his leave. The monk bowed again and left with the other three Dharma protectors.

The black shadows slowly elongated and faded into obscurity under the reflection of the moonlight.

"Uncle, you ......" Zhang Zixiang wanted to speak and stopped.

Zhang Fu looked at the unreassuring nephew in front of him, who was also his most optimistic next "Heavenly Master", and a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, just like when he was a child, he reached out and pressed it on Zhang Zixiang's head and touched his head.

"If you don't go back, you won't go back, it can be regarded as opening up the branches and leaves for my Longhu Mountain. Remember to take care of yourself, uncle can't always be by your side to protect you. Don't be impulsive, not everyone will give face to the Heavenly Master's Mansion. There will be a lot of things going on in Chang'an City next, take your little flower demon with you, let's go!The farther you go, the better!" Zhang Fu finished speaking, turned around and walked towards the door, his back looking a little staggering.

"Uncle, Taoists and Buddhists want to assassinate ......" Zhang Fu's words became more and more like his last words, and Zhang Zixiang anxiously wanted to ask the matter clearly.

"Xiang'er!" Zhang Fu didn't look back, but his voice was as calm and steady as ever: "Don't worry about these things." Since you don't want to be the "Heavenly Master," then stop touching these things and live cleanly in this era! This troubled world is coming to an end! Someone must do some things!"

"But......" Zhang Zixiang desperately tried to stop it, but when he chased after him, Zhang Fu's figure was gone.

There was only one footprint left on the ground, and a word that was as if it were nothing:

"Someone has to do something!"