Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

"Ding! You are playing drunk in public, Cultivation Base +20, True Essence of the Great Dao +1..."

Qin Hao: "..."

What the hell, I'm called a drunkard, I'm called a tribute to the poet Li Bai, okay?

After complaining in his heart, he suddenly found that everyone's eyes were on him.

"Good poetry! Hao Little Brother, I can't see that you still have such a grand ambition in your heart."

Beigong Linglong joked with a smile.

This guy really has a lot of ink in his belly, and next time he must write me a different poem.

"Mr. expresses his feelings with poems, and his disciples worship him, except Heavenly Devil. So this is the ambition in Mr.'s heart, and it's a little monk who has a picture."

Fahai said with admiration.

Qin Hao originally wanted to tell Beigong Linglong that I drank too much alcohol and wrote casually, but I saw Fa Hai like this.

As a gentleman, I can't destroy the image of stalwart in his mind, so I simply don't explain it.

Feel free to think whatever you want.

Xiaohua and the other maids have long been used to the master's extraordinaryness, so they are not surprised by this, but they just look at Madam enviously.

When will they be able to marry a man who can have a tenth of the master's literary talent.

Only Kong Derong sat in the own seat with a face full of shock.

Not because Qin Hao's poem is too extraordinary.

Nor is it because I can become a member of the poem.

Rather, he saw the true meaning of the Dao between the lines in the poems.

Although not many, it is fatally attractive to him, a person who doesn't even understand the true meaning of Confucianism.

If it wasn't too rude to ask for a poem without authorization, he would have thought of putting this poem in his arms and taking it back to Insight.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart, and respectfully said: "Young Master Qin is unparalleled in literary talent, I admire you, I admire you!"

Qin Hao said in an old Versailles tone: "The casual work is not worth mentioning."

Kong Derong: "..."

How do you ask me to answer this?

But to his surprise, both Fa Hai and the lady nodded in agreement.

Well, I, Kong Derong, have too little knowledge.

"Xiao Hai, would you like a song?"

Seeing Kong Derong's closed expression, Qin Hao didn't continue teasing the old guy.

After all, everyone else is very old.

Fahai shook his head knowingly: "Students don't show their shame in front of the master. If you are interested, you can send me another Buddhist poem."

"Ha ha……"

Qin Hao couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Xiao Hai, you've learned badly, too."

Fa Hai pretended not to hear and just took a sip of wine silently. It was also a pleasure to be reprimanded by his husband.

The banquet lasted until the afternoon.

After everyone was happy, they left.

When Kong Derong left the Qin Family Manor, he was in a state of disorientation, forgetting his purpose of coming to Dashan Village.

Just when he followed Zen Master Fahai to the entrance of the village, a pigeon flew to Kong Derong's head and circled twice.

Seeing the pigeon, Fa Hai and Kong Derong stopped their steps one after another.

Kong Derong sobered up instantly, only then did he remember what he was here for?

But all the wine was drunk, and people were found.

But Kong Derong didn't know how to reply to the city lord and his party, and froze on the spot.

Fa Hai's insightful eyes saw that Kong Derong had something on his mind at a glance: "Kong fellow daoist, why are you bothered?"

"To be honest, the purpose of Junior coming to Dashan Village is..."

Kong Derong told Fahai exactly what happened, and after he said that, a look of shame appeared on his face.

Fahai clasped his hands together and said with a slight smile: "Kong fellow daoist should report the truth, I believe sir will not blame the fellow daoist.

However, according to the poor monk, the fellow daoist seems to be very unhappy in Feng Ye Cheng. "

Kong Derong nodded and did not speak, which was acquiescence to Fa Hai's statement.

"Kong fellow daoist, you've got a picture."

Fa Hai said something with a smile.

"Can you ask Master to clarify?"

Kong Derong looked at Fa Hai like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, his face was full of hope.

Fa Haidao: "To use my husband's words, it doesn't matter whether you go back to Feng Ye Cheng or stay in Dashan Village, as long as you follow your own heart."

These words imply that Kong Dehai can stay in Dashan Village to practice.

Kong Dehai was not a fool either, he patted Own on the forehead and made a decision.

He turned to the pigeon and said, "Tell the city lord, I, Kong Derong, will not go back!"

Such tough words startled the spirit pigeon, it fluttered, flapped its wings and left.

Fa Hai invited: "Can Kong fellow daoist have a place to rest tonight? If you don't mind, you can go to the poor monk's hut to rest for the night."

"Then disturb Master."

Naturally, Kong Derong would not dislike this ordinary hut in front of him, even a cultivator who has comprehended Buddhism can live there.

He's nothing more than a Gold Core cultivator.

"Please!"

Kong Derong followed Master Fahai into the hut.

After entering the door, I was surprised to find that this shabby hut has a hidden hole inside, just like a small Buddhist hall.

Although there are only two futons and a desk in the room, it is full of Zen.

Especially on the picture scroll hanging in the center of the room, there is a faint light of Buddha.

As soon as you enter the door, you will feel a sense of tranquility and nature.

The two sat on the futon respectively.

Kong Derong said with a look of admiration: "The master is indeed a master of the Tao. Even if this room is an ordinary Buddhist master, it is impossible to have such a Zen spirit."

Fa Hai said calmly: "The fellow daoist praised me a lot, and all this is due to Mr.

"Oh?"

Kong Derong has seen the extraordinaryness of that gentleman today, but he still doesn't know how the two got married.

Driven by curiosity, he asked, "I don't know what is the relationship between the master and Mr. Qin?"

"One word, Yuan."

Fahai slowly and roughly told Kong Derong the whole process from getting to know Mr. Qin to realizing the Tao successfully.

After the latter listened, a look of shock appeared on his face.

He finally understood why, before entering the door today, why Zen Master Fahai gave thousands of instructions.

It turned out that the person I wanted to visit turned out to be such a big man.

Fortunately, I chose to stay.

Fa Hai didn't intentionally interrupt Kong Derong's shock, smart people know what to do.

He chanted Buddhist scriptures in his mouth and soon entered a state of meditation.

Kong Derong stayed up all night, with all kinds of thoughts in his heart.

The next day, Fahai opened his eyes and saw Kong Derong sitting there with two big dark circles under his eyes, not saying a word.

"Kong fellow daoist is early."

"Morning, master."

"I wonder what Kong fellow daoist thought all night?" Fa Hai asked.

Kong Derong stood up and bowed to Fa Hai: "Please also ask Master Fa Hai to help me to worship Mr. Qin."

Fahai didn't answer him, but asked instead: "Have you really thought it through?"