Gong Xichao flatly refused, even though Lu Cijiu later said it seemed good, saying it was official and not as shady as before. But no matter what, Gong Xichao refused to agree.
"Why?" Lu Cijiu didn't quite understand.
Gong Xichao glanced at Lu Cijiu and said with a profound look, "You don't understand."
???
In fact, Gong Xichao was too lazy to take over. He didn't want to work for any country, nor did he want to be the leader of the monsters - he was now the father of the monsters.
Of course, he doesn't want to be a father.
Lu Cijiu could only smile and apologize to Sang Qi. Sang Qi looked calm and said in a relaxed tone, "It's nothing. Mr. Gong is unwilling now, but that's fine. The special department hasn't been established yet anyway. Mr. Gong can think about it again."
"Don't even think about it—" Gong Xichao hadn't finished speaking when Lu Cijiu retorted, "What for?"
Lu Bijiu: ...
General Sanzi has been so polite, why not give each other a way out?
"I'll try to persuade him again later. Contact me if you have any questions." Old father Lu was worried sick.
The disappointing eldest son is still there, acting like a middle school student and acting cool.
The deal was settled, and the family of six could leave Beijing at any time. But Lu Cijiu planned to stay a couple more days, mainly because Sang Jinghong had flown all the way from the United States, and he wanted to spend some time with Wei Ba to give him some time to recover. Another reason was that the Kyoto family's WeChat group of experts, including those from Qingyang Monastery and Lingyin Temple, had invited Lu Cijiu to visit their places.
It was too warm of an invitation to go. I had done some research online and found that these two places are located in the suburbs of Beijing, with beautiful natural scenery and a large number of visitors. They are also considered one of the tourist attractions in Kyoto.
"Since we're here, let's go and have some fun." Lu Ci said with a tourist's face.
The kids love to go out and relax and play.
One day for one family is exactly two days.
Qingyang Temple is built halfway up a mountain, so you need to climb up. After breakfast early in the morning, Xiao Wang's car was still there, but because there were so many people, they had split into two. Lu Cijiu asked, "Who wants to ride with Uncle Sang?"
"Me!" Tail raised his hand first.
Sang Jinghong rushed forward to say goodbye to the old man with a smile of gratitude.
In the end, not only Tail, but Dudu also ran over. Lu Cijiu discovered that Dudu not only loves to eat, but is also obsessed with looks. Although he usually speaks incoherently, he looks directly at the handsome uncle and is particularly fond of him.
"Don't let them eat too many snacks in the car. Although they are not prone to motion sickness, we will have to climb a mountain soon." Lu Cijiu reminded.
Sang Jinghong is really a kind father to Wei Ba, giving Wei Ba whatever he wants.
"Okay." Sang Jinghong also knew that he was a little too indulgent towards his child.
Ask the two to get in the car behind.
The cubs are not ordinary children. They don’t like to sit in child seats. The back of the big jeep is spacious, so Sang Jinghong let Wei Ba and Du Du sit together, thinking that Du Du would be shy.
"Su Su is so beautiful." Dudu was not shy at all. He looked at Su Su with his round eyes and almost drooled.
Tail hugged Hu Sanniang and said proudly, "He's my dad."
"What a beautiful wine." Dudu said softly.
Tails nodded happily.
He was so proud when he called me dad just now, but now he feels embarrassed when facing Sang Jinghong.
Sang Jinghong stroked Weiba's hair with a soothing touch, and Weiba's shyness disappeared instantly. Sang Jinghong thought to himself, Weiba is very good, warm and generous, and even when Dudu called him dad in a slurred voice, Weiba didn't get jealous.
He is a very optimistic child.
Very much like him.
Sang Jinghong was a little dazed. Ever since seeing the child, all the memories that he thought he had forgotten came flooding back.
The car drove fast and there was no traffic jam, and we soon arrived at Qingyang Temple.
After parking the car, the kids couldn't wait to go out and play with their little backpacks on their backs. Lu Cijiu reminded them to run slowly and not to run too far, and then let the four of them play by themselves.
The bluestone path leads straight to the middle of the mountain. The slope is not steep. Tourists are climbing up one after another, apparently heading to the same destination. One tourist saw four cubs.
"Oh, I don't know whose child this is, how come he is so beautiful."
"Yeah, I'm not shy at all."
"Your child? He's so beautiful." An old lady saw Sang Jinghong and identified him as the child's father at first sight. One of the children looked so much like him.
Sang Jinghong: "It's my son."
The tail puffed out its chest, and the tail behind its butt was bulging, and it said cutely: "Thank you for the compliment."
It made everyone laugh and some even took photos.
After a few stops, they arrived at Qingyang Temple, where the abbot, Taoist Master Changqing, personally greeted them at the door. Lu Cijiu was polite, and Taoist Master Changqing knew he was embarrassed. Mr. Gong was a man of his own accord and didn't much care to talk to him, but he didn't feel awkward. He just chatted with Lu Cijiu and invited them into the temple for a tour.
The Qingyang Temple has a history of a hundred years. Of course, it was originally built on the hillside and was very desolate, with few worshippers. Later, during the Republic of China, there was a master with great talent who made the Taoist temple famous. Now it has become the vast and simple temple it is today.
It is very popular in Kyoto and has a lot of visitors.
There is a ginkgo tree in the backyard of the temple. It was planted by the extremely talented master of the temple. It is now a hundred years old. It is late autumn, and the golden yellow leaves cover the ground. The Taoist temple in the deep mountains has a good artistic conception and beautiful scenery. Some tourists took photos and posted them online. Now it has become an Internet celebrity attraction.
Many tourists come here just to check in and see the ancient trees.
There were already a lot of people there early in the morning.
Lu Cijiu took a look from afar and had no interest in joining the crowd of tourists to watch the fun, so Taoist Priest Changqing invited them to the courtyard where the Taoist priests lived in the Taoist temple. Tourists were not allowed to enter there. The courtyard was smaller and had a few ginkgo trees.
"It was planted by successive temple masters." Taoist Master Changqing said.
These ginkgo trees are not as magnificent and ancient as the century-old one, but they are also very beautiful, and most importantly, there are few people around.
Everyone sat on the stone benches under the tree. A Taoist priest made some tea and brought it over. Taoist Master Changqing treated Mr. Lu to tea.
Layman is the name for those who practice Buddhism at home.
There is nothing wrong with Taoist Priest Changqing calling Lu Cijiu like that, but it is more to bring them closer, since they are all practicing Taoism.
“You’re welcome.” Lu Cijiu took the tea with both hands and thanked him.
The kids were strolling around the Taoist temple with Sang Jinghong. Gong Xichao, who didn't like chatting or being polite, sat still and watched Lu Cijiu and Taoist Changqing chatting.
I didn't even go out to play.
Of course, there was no expression of great joy.
During the conversation, they naturally talked about Master Lu's lineage. Taoist Changqing had learned about it and knew that Master Lu's lineage was inherited from his family, so he wanted to get closer to him and mentioned Lu Cijiu's grandfather.
"...When I was in junior high school, I would follow my grandfather to the fields and villages during the winter and summer vacations. Sometimes people would ask me to perform small rituals." Lu Cijiu also gave face to Taoist Changqing and told him some old stories about him and his grandfather.
When I turned around, I found that Mr. Diao didn't have a cold expression on his face, but was listening attentively.
Lu Cijiu: ...Is this meant to be a bedtime story?
After chatting for a while, a young Taoist priest suddenly came in. He was the Taoist priest who poured tea for them. He was the favorite disciple of Taoist Master Changqing and had great talent.
"What's wrong? You're in such a hurry."
"Master, there is a Mr. Sun outside who wants to see you."
Taoist Priest Chang Qing: "Didn't you say that you wouldn't see any outsiders today? Do you have an appointment?"
"No." The young Taoist priest was embarrassed and said, "He said he had something urgent to ask Master for help. There are already tourists gathered at the door watching."
Taoist Priest Changqing was very displeased with such a rogue tourist who was making trouble when meeting him, but since the trouble had reached the door, he couldn't let it go on like this. Seeing this, Lu Cijiu said, "I haven't visited the temple yet. Taoist Priest Changqing can go ahead if you have something to do."
"Sorry for the delay." Taoist Master Changqing said, and asked his disciples to invite Mr. Sun in.
Lu Cijiu and Gong Xichao stood up, planning to go out for a walk and play with the kids. However, when they reached the door, they bumped into a man wearing a mask, hat and scarf. The man was walking so fast that he was not even covered with anything, and he even had sunglasses on his eyes.
Lu Cijiu is very familiar with this way of wrapping.
Very star-like.
"You don't have eyes—" The other party also stopped.
This is the pilgrim named Sun who tried to force his way in. Lu Cijiu heard the voice and instantly understood, "Sun Hao."
Sun Hao took off his scarf and sunglasses, not daring to confront Lu Cijiu. His face had just subsided, but it still hurt. He just sneered and said sarcastically, "I'm here to burn incense and see a master. It won't bother Master Lu, right? Master Lu charges a lot of money. A few words cost him two hundred thousand. I can't afford it."
"You can't afford it." Lu Cijiu said with a smile.
Sun Hao: ...choked to death.
"Haha. The Qingyang Temple in Kyoto is a famous Taoist temple. Taoist Master Changqing has profound Taoist skills and is not just some wild—"
Gong Xichao glanced at him coldly.
Sun Hao lost all his momentum after speaking harshly. He swallowed his saliva and said firmly: "Master Qing is better than some people. At least it is a legitimate Taoist temple and will not do anything shady."
After saying this, it felt neither salty nor bland.
Lu Cijiu was too lazy to pay attention to Sun Hao.
Later, Taoist Changqing asked his disciple a few questions, slowed down a few steps, listened to the conversation between the two, and then looked at the man's face. His mind instantly recalled the information he had heard that morning.
Mr. Sun Hao came here probably for career matters.
Taoist Priest Changqing was very embarrassed. To use the words of his fans, he said, "Sun Hao, stop using my name to drag down Lu Cijiu. You don't want to live." He even wanted to maintain a good relationship with Lu Cijiu.
Lu Cijiu refused, so he took over. Especially since the other party had a bad character, Taoist Changqing didn't want to be misunderstood by Lu Cijiu. They in Qingyang Temple would take any job for money.
He is also very noble!
He immediately said, "Mr. Sun, I will not take your case."
Sun Hao, who had just finished making harsh remarks, looked at Taoist Changqing again and felt that he looked familiar. He quickly remembered that this was one of the people who had come to the restaurant to say goodbye to the old friends.
"I just came here to ask for a fortune talisman." Sun Hao was also very anxious before he continued, "One hundred thousand? Two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand will do..."
Taoist Changqing remained motionless as a mountain and said calmly, "Mr. Sun, Qingyang Temple will not sell you talisman paper."
Sun Hao's face suddenly turned ugly, especially since Lu Cijiu was still watching the show next to him. He said angrily: "What's so great about it? I don't believe it. In the whole of Kyoto, only your Qingyang Temple is powerful. There are also Baiyun Temple and Lingyin Temple--"
"Baiyun Temple is a sister temple of Qingyang Temple, so naturally, Mr. Sun is not welcome. As for Lingyin Temple, Mr. Lu will be the guest tomorrow. I advise Mr. Sun not to make a wasted trip."
Lu Cijiu: Hahahahahahahaha.
I didn’t expect that Taoist Changqing is so good at arguing with people.
Sun Hao's face turned pale, and before he could finish his last harsh words, he turned and left. Seeing this, Lu Cijiu smiled and said to Taoist Changqing, "Master Changqing, you are so noble and upright. I admire you."
"You're welcome."
This made the two of them chat with each other more intimately. Perhaps they shared a common hatred and had fought against someone together.
He had joked about it, and Taoist Chang Qing really didn't want to accept it. "That person has bad behavior, and even with the luck talisman, it can't change it."
The talisman paper sold in legitimate Taoist temples is also related to the person who requests the talisman. Positive people who do good deeds in their daily lives, even if they are small, with the help of talisman paper, will create a virtuous cycle, and improving one's luck is also a small thing.
Little things in life, such as having another bottle, a favorite piece of clothing being on sale, someone lending an umbrella on a rainy day, or winning your favorite item in a blind box, can increase your happiness.
But what Sun Hao wanted was simply impossible to achieve.
The two knew what was going on without asking any questions.
Sun Hao wanted to divorce and put the blame on his wife, thinking that he would still be angry without her. But in fact, he was also afraid and lacked confidence, so he wanted to rely on external things.
Lu Cijiu said that Sun Hao wanted to gain both fame and fortune and didn't want to lose anything. The legitimate channels couldn't help him, so there were only two ways. One was to use evil means, and the other was to retire from the circle in disgrace, as Lu Cijiu said.
As for begging not to divorce, looking at Sun Hao's anxious look, the woman was probably heartbroken and wanted to divorce.
Everyone has his own destiny.
Lu Cijiu ignored Sun Hao and went to the front yard to look for his cub. A crowd of people gathered around the ginkgo tree, some tourists saying it was so cute and taking photos. Lu Cijiu was sure they were talking about his cub and walked over.
All the children were there, and Sang Jinghong stood aside.
Under the ginkgo tree, there was a little Taoist boy in a Taoist robe watering the tree. The four children from their family surrounded the little Taoist boy.
The little Taoist boy was older than all of them, about six or seven years old. His eyes were clearly black and white, and he looked steady despite his young age. He was also very friendly to the little kids and would answer any questions they had.
"I'm watering the plants. Master said I have to water them every day."
Lu Cijiu suspected his master had assigned him to water the trees at this time to enhance the temple's ginkgo trees' appeal. Just look at that little bucket, that little wooden ladle, and that adorable, pretentiously calm little Taoist child—it's definitely a delight to behold.
Didn't you see the tourists snapping photos around? Some even said they were forming a group to steal—huh? What's the big deal? Let them see who said they were stealing babies!
"We also water the plants," Dalong said proudly.
The other three nodded.
"We are also Taoist children." Tail added.
Dudu and Maozi nodded and agreed with their brother.
The little Taoist boy looked at the four clothes with a puzzled look, "Don't you wear Taoist robes? Taoists have to wear Taoist robes. Do you meditate?"
The little Taoist priest was really curious and did not underestimate the four animals.
But the four of them all looked down at their own clothes, then at the Taoist boy's robe, and immediately their faces showed an anxious look of "What should we do? We don't have a Taoist robe."
"What is meditation? We drink milk and eat cake." said Tail.
Dudu: "Gao Gao." Nodded.
The young Taoist priest was even more confused. "You need to meditate to practice, you can't eat."
Four: confused and about to cry.
Lu Cijiu couldn't bear to watch any longer and hurried forward. When the four saw Jiujiu coming, they all rushed over and hugged his thighs. Dalong asked aggrievedly: "Jiujiu, Taoist children need to wear Taoist robes, and we don't have any."
"I still need to meditate." It was difficult to hold Hu Sanniang in Wei's arms.
Dudu felt wronged: "Isn't it inferior?"
The kitten looked up at the Taoist brother's clothes, then lowered its head to stare at its own, with the words "want" and "want" written on both sides of its face.
Lu Bijiu: ...
"I'll buy it when I get home, beat it, beat it, and eat it."
I also need to get some 'staff uniforms'.
The four of them became happy.
After recording the short video with his mobile phone, the tourist friend said, "Your child is so smart and fun.", "The little Taoist boy is so cute." and other compliments.
Taoist Priest Changqing's disciple came to invite them to dinner.
It's already noon.
He took the wooden barrel from his nephew's hand and followed his uncle back to eat.
The food in the Taoist temple is all grown by the Taoists themselves. The vegetables are very fresh, but I am not exaggerating, they are still not as good as those in my own yard.
They had dinner with Taoist Master Chang Qing and chatted about the little Taoist boy. Lu Cijiu was surprised that he was so young and accepted him. Taoist Master Chang Qing said that the child was the grandson of an old villager. Because the child had a weak fate and was born with the Yin-Yang eye, he could see unclean things and was often frightened. Later, the old villager brought his grandson to watch the ceremony and burn incense.
But I was still frightened when I went back and often ran to the temple. Later, I simply accepted him as a registered disciple. He grew up to be six years old. His mind and character were stable in practicing Taoism, and he was not afraid of seeing strange "things". Now he comes to the Taoist temple to practice on weekends, and still goes to school on weekdays.
The kids like Brother Daotong very much, probably because he is their 'senior', wears a Taoist robe, and looks more powerful than them, so they all admire him.
After lunch and chatting for a while, Lu Cijiu took the children down the mountain.
Before leaving, Gong Xichao handed the little Taoist boy a piece of scale.
It was the size of an adult's palm, and had a simple yellow hue. Lu Cijiu was thinking of something!!!
Taoist Priest Chang Qing looked at Master Lu, then at the thing in the little Taoist boy's hand, and it was also!!!
"It's not very useful, except to scare away ghosts." Gong Xichao saw Lu Cijiu's surprise, thinking he thought he was a spendthrift, and added, "It was shed by a broken dragon before it reached adulthood. It's worthless. If you want it, I'll give it to you. Mine is valuable."
Lu Bijiu: ...
Kun actually has scales?! I've learned something new.
Also, do you know that your behavior is actually dragging down the dragon mother?
Gong Xichao didn’t know, and even if he did, he wouldn’t care. He was clearly pulling others down and doing it with a clear conscience.
Taoist Changqing was no longer shocked, but on the verge of fainting. Lu Cijiu thought for a moment and said, "Just as you think. This scale is too big. You can give some to the child. Taoist Changqing can do with the rest yourself."
After saying that, look at Boss Diao.
Gong Xichao nodded, "Whatever."
The little Taoist priest is called Xiaotong. For a child to hold a piece of dragon scale is like a three-year-old child holding a gold brick. It is better to give it to Qingyang Temple.
Taoist Changqing almost fainted and tried his best to calm himself down. This was dragon scale!
He has never seen it.
I never thought I would see it in my lifetime.
Lu Cijiu suddenly thought of a question, "Can dragon scales be cut with a cutting machine?"
"No." Gong Xichao knew what Lu Cijiu wanted to say, and reached out to take the scales from the child's hand.
Taoist Chang Qing was very excited. Should Mr. Gong take it back? It was only natural for him to take it back. It was someone else's thing, and it was so valuable. They also -
Click
The dragon scales were torn into pieces, some large and some small.
Gong Xichao crushed the dragon scales like pinching cookies, and then gave them all to Chang Qing, "Do you want it?" What are you doing there?
Taoist Changqing accepted it with gratitude, but still with a look of disbelief. After he had seen the guest off for a long distance and could no longer see his back, he looked at the thing in his hand.
If Mr. Gong can easily pull out dragon scales, then Mr. Gong's true identity is——
Kunpeng!!!
Mr. Gong is really Kunpeng.
Lu Cijiu knew that taking out the dragon scales would shock everyone, but Boss Diao acted too quickly and had already taken them out. This was the only way, since he had the country's protection anyway, nothing serious would happen.
And looking at Taoist Changqing, he is also a good person.
Indeed, Taoist Chang Qing returned to the temple with the dragon scale in his arms. He bathed, burned incense, and performed some divination. After making his decision, he gave a small piece to the child, telling him to put it in his pouch and carry it close to his body, so that no more ghosts would get close to him.
There are five pieces left, some big and some small.
Before Taoist Priest Chang Qing took a large piece of the stone to offer to the Taoist temple, he contacted Baiyun Temple...
The kids chattered and walked happily all the way, and they will have Taoist robes to wear when they go home.
The next day we went to Lingyin Temple. Lu Cijiu was a cultivator, but Master Zhaokong was very interesting. He didn't talk about Buddhist scriptures or Zen sayings. He was like a kind old grandfather and of course very Buddhist.
We chatted about daily life, walked around like we were on a trip, and had a vegetarian meal.
"Okay, let's go home tomorrow." Lu Cijiu bought the ticket. He had been away from home for a week and he really missed home.
The kids cheered too.
Lu Cijiu silently took out his mobile phone and opened Taobao, intending to buy four sets of Taoist robes for little Taoist children, but the prices on Taobao were very cheap and the quality seemed average.
"Let me prepare the Taoist robes," Sang Jinghong said, then asked, "Is there anything you should avoid?"
"Thank you so much. There is nothing taboo. I have never worn a Taoist robe even when playing with my children." Lu Cijiu said with shame. He followed his grandfather to practice Taoism. His grandfather said that it is about cultivating the mind but not the body, and there are no so many rules and regulations.
After playing for two consecutive days, the kids were all sleepy and went to bed early after eight o'clock.
Lu Cijiu was chatting with Sang Jinghong in the living room. They had been busy these past two days. They were going back to Yuncheng tomorrow, so they had to ask Sang Jinghong's opinion.
"I have to go back to the United States first." Sang Jinghong said.
Lu Cijiu: "Tails will miss you."
"I told him and I will go find him." Sang Jinghong had a lot of things to do in the United States. He left in a hurry. He had a backlog of official business in the past two days. He went back to deal with it and shift his focus back to China.
He had previously thought about returning to China to develop his career and had originally planned to go to Kyoto, but now he has decided to settle down in Yuncheng.
Compared to the saturated Kyoto market, the untapped Cloud City held great potential. Of course, the most important thing was that there was a tail here. He wanted to take his son and wait for the one he loved.
"Mr. Lu, I want to ask, what is Dalong's mother doing?"
"Sorry, I don't know." Lu Cijiu knew why Sang Jinghong asked this. The four cubs in the institute were all half-human and half-demon hybrids, and the other half of the demons were missing. Sang Jinghong wanted to find out the whereabouts of the other father of the tail through the direction that Dalong's mother went.
"You should have found out. I took over less than half a year ago. Before that, it was managed by monsters. I heard from those monsters that the shelter was handed over to them by a great monster, and my name was written on the land. Brother Gong said that it was premeditated—"
Gong Xichao had been standing by and listening at some point when he said, "Polong must know something. It's best to leave the cub in your hands, and the facts have proven it."
“Why can you predict the future?”
"Bai Ze."
Bai Ze understands the feelings of all things and knows the conditions of all things in the world.
"If you want to find out their whereabouts, you must first find Bai Ze." Gong Xichao said.
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