The small bookstore is by the Moshui Lake, where there are many movable vendors hidden in the middle of the houses, and there are more than a dozen hot pot shops. Yi’s food has always been well-opened, so Qin Qier often goes to the bookstore to eat and drink in the past two years. Of course, Ye Xiangseng has always disdained to enjoy this kind of welfare.

Today in Guiyuan Temple, there was no oily food in the food, so Qin Qier naturally didn't come to make a living.

Yi Tianxing took the tea handed over by Zhike Monk, took a sip, looked at Qin Qier's depressed and weak ponytail, looked at her slightly pale and haggard face, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? It looks so embarrassing."

Qin Qier glared at him: "Don't you know what happened? It's raining in the sky, crackling and hitting the ground is terrible. Hundreds of our staff have been busy all night."

Yi Tianxing spit out the tea from his mouth in one mouthful, scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm not blamed for this matter, it's really gone." Then he frowned and asked cautiously: "Didn't you hit someone?"

Qin Qier shook her ponytail behind her shoulders and said, "You are lucky and didn't hit anyone."

President Yi Tian breathed a sigh of relief and asked curiously: "What name did the Destroy Team use this time?"

“Super hail.”

"But the colors are not right."

"Is mutated hail not okay?"

"Yes." Yi Tianxing knew that this matter had caused a lot of trouble to the other party, so he didn't take advantage of it.

...

...

"Here." Qin Qier threw something over.

Yi Tianxing took it with a hand, and the tentacles were soft. When he looked closely, he couldn't help but burst into tears. He held the girl's hands tightly and said excitedly: "Thank you, thank you, it's really impossible for the little guy to go to school without this."

This is very false, and the small schoolbag has a significantly greater effect on Yi Tianxing.

The power of Liushi in the world is indeed great. They picked up the small Mickey schoolbag that Yi Tianxing threw in a corner of the mountain.

Qin Qier pulled her hand back, gave him a blank look, and suddenly asked with interest: "Brother, who was the monk who chased you that day?"

As soon as he heard the word "Ge", he knew that there was nothing good. Yi Tianxing thought about it for a little and said seriously: "You should pretend that you have never seen or heard of this matter, or you should learn that this matter has never existed."

Seeing that he was serious and serious, Qin Qier frowned slightly, knowing that the matter must be serious, she thought about it and said, "But we have reported this matter to the Council."

"I can't hide those old guys." Yi Tianxing waved his hand indifferently, "They are more sophisticated than you, so naturally they know what attitude they should show at this time."

"What attitude?"

"Cover your ears, and the thunder never sounded that day."

Qin Qier suddenly laughed and said, "But... brother, I heard that those old men are going to give you a reward."

"Reward?" A hint of vigilance flashed between Yi Tianxing's eyebrows. Although Mr. Zhao from the Council seemed to have a good relationship with him, he had deliberately distanced himself from the power of the world. What exactly do they want to do?

"Nothing." Qin Qier saw his doubts and explained: "Last night, my father called me. I probably thought you were standing very steadily in this matter, so the old comrades were very pleased."

The girl is laughing.

Yi Tianxing said angrily: "These old guys are pleased, but they are not good for me." He understood that he bravely fought against the people from heaven and seemed to have become the spokesperson of human power in a sense, so those old comrades in the Council who take protecting the world as their responsibility will be comforted.

"What reward are you going to give me?" Yi Tianxing suddenly thought of this issue involving specific interests and laughed a little greedy.

"A May 4th Youth Medal."

"I'm gonna be."

"Then what else are you going to ask for? Money, you are a Chinese mogul now, and you are only worth an armored division, power... You don't like to take responsibility, beautiful women... Hehe, let's not say that it is impossible for us to do such a thing. Even if the Council is willing to give it to you, would you dare to ask for it?"

Qin Qier hit his self-esteem.

"Then don't just give me a medal, I don't want it." Yi Tianxing was a little angry.

"This is a posture. The country can't give you anything now. If you accept the honor, everyone will feel a little balanced." Qin Qier comforted him.

Yi Tianxing frowned and said, "But I have to eat and wait for death all day long. I will give me a medal. I have to have a name, and I have to be famous clearly."

Qin Qier wondered: "You are already an invisible celebrity now, don't you know?"

Yi Tianxing raised his eyebrows: "What are you talking nonsense? When did it happen?"

Qin Qier tilted her head slightly, staring at him so hard that she was furious. After a while, she said: "In the past two years, you don't know how much money your company has donated to you?"

Yi Tianxing thought for a while and touched his head: "What kind of letters Mo Sha often receives from the foundation, how much has he donated? I really donated this. Anyway, check if the money is really needed. If it is necessary, I will sign it."

Qin Qier nodded, stood up, raised her upper arm and patted him on the shoulder: "That's right, you are the person who donated the most in our country in the past two years. Just about your contribution to social welfare, you can also get the May Fourth Youth Medal."

Yi Tianxing was foolishly in the same place: "I only have a small company under my command. How much money can I make? Have I donated it all?"

He may know a lot of things, can remember the maps of all cities in the world, and can recite the Dream of Red Mansions in full text, but he always keeps an idiot mind about the numbers of money.

Before leaving, Qin Qier said: "Anyway, it's better to give you honor, you'd better continue." After a pause, he said: "In this way, we can explain to the above why we are willing to lend you the newly developed arms of the six places."

Turning into a stolen property, the little girl with a ponytail has indeed matured a lot.

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The car was parked at the entrance of the Provincial People's Hospital, and Yi Tianxing got out of the car with a smacking lips. The beef pot at the entrance of the hospital was still so tempting. The bright red beef was smeared with spicy oil, and the soft and soft noodles box was used to take a bite. The taste was definitely much better than the plain noodles in Guiyuan Temple.

A few years ago, after Xiao Jinsong was cut off by Zong Si, he also lived in the People's Hospital for a while. A few years later, Yi Tianxing still had a clear understanding of the structure of the hospital. He sat in the passenger seat, rolled down the window, and held two pots in his hand and chewed the fragrance all the way. When the car passed by certain areas along the road, he could always see someone looking at him with curious eyes.

People always think that hospitals are the place with the most viruses and bacteria. Eating here is a bit like living too long. But in fact, the hospital is cleaner than outside, and Yi Tianxing's body does not seem to be in danger of being infected by the virus.

The ward of the high-ranking officials is a separate building with a small garden, a small rockery and an ugly rockery, a tall tree, autumn grass and white flowers next to it. There are a row of cars on the parking floor. The car is not very luxurious, but the license plates are all numerical symbols representing power.

Yi Tianxing's license plate is also a special license plate, given by the sixth place, and the car is not surprising, the Guangzhou Honda Accord, the one that just came off the production line.

The driver muttered: "This car is only sold for $20,000 to 50,000 US dollars from the Japanese. If we put it here, we will sell it twice as much as possible. Fuck." After saying this, he subconsciously touched the steering wheel.

Yi Tianxing comforted him: "It is to contribute to national taxation."

As I got out of the car and went upstairs, the sound of footsteps sounded in a mess, and some noise suddenly came from the room at the end of the corridor next to the high-ranking officials' ward.

A gust of breeze came, and Yi Tianxing had already flew to the door of the ward and pushed the door open with a dark face.

In the ward, Master Binku was tilting his head, inserting an oxygen tube, inserting a drip tube line in his hand, and putting the lines of the electrocardiogram on his chest, looking extremely miserable.

Yi Tianxing supported his jaw with one hand and walked gently beside the hospital bed, his eyes occasionally floating past the abbot on the hospital bed.

The novice monk who was looking after the bedside said in embarrassment: "The Dharma Protector, Master..."

Yi Tianxing smiled and said, "Don't worry, you go out first."

The monks in Guiyuan Temple, Heshen all knew that the guardian Yi was in a bad mood recently. It seemed that the abbot slandered him and was so angry that he ate little fat sheep in Guiyuan Temple every day. The abbot also hid in the provincial people's hospital every day, asking around if there were any meetings to be held in Beijing... Hearing Yi Tianxing's words, the little novice monk was as if he had been amnesty and ran out quickly.

Master Binku woke up slowly at this time, and said incredibly weak, "Landit, you are here."

Yi Tianxing smiled and said, "Yes, I'm here." He paused, suddenly turned his head slightly, pulled the oxygen tube out of Master Binku's nose, shook his head and sighed, "It was coming too hasty, which caused the master's oxygen tube to forgot to deliver oxygen, causing the master's needle to bleed, and causing the master's electrocardiogram instrument to actually forgot to turn on the switch... It's really a sin."

Master Binku was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed loudly, dancing with silver eyebrows: "The guardian is the best at liaring, I am really ugly." He gently lifted the quilt, pulled off the lines on his body, and bowed to Yi Tianxingheshi.

Yi Tianxing also respectfully returned a bow.

"Tell me."

"Although I don't know how the guardian guesses, I think it's not much different from the facts." Master Binku said with a smile, "The arhats in the heavens of Mount Sumeru were tragically defeated from the mortal world. As a disciple of the Buddhist school, I always have to do something."

Yi Tianxing shook his head: "There is no reason to play like this. You played too much this time. Ye Xiang and I almost lost our heads."

A trace of guilt flashed in Master Binku's eyes: "I thought the journey between the Dharma Protector and Ye Xiangmeiling should be smooth, so that it would not alarm the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta."

"So that's fine." Yi Tianxing looked at him and said coldly: "Where are you from? What do you want to do?"

Master Binku's eyebrows moved again. After yelling the Buddha's name, his sense of virtue and respect gradually arose: "I pray for the people to get what they wish, and I wish the world peace."

Yi Tianxing was silent. These were the two words of Master Ma Sheng on Meiling. After a long time, he slowly said: "You are friends with Ma Sheng on Meiling, but you asked me to go up the mountain to kill him. This is unrighteous. You and Ye Xiang have the status of master and disciple, but you are trapped in danger. This is unkind. How to explain this unkindness or justice."

Master Binku smiled slightly: "Master Yin Guang taught Master Ma Sheng how to restrain Buddha and see Buddha. How can I not know? This sentient being does not need Buddha to pass over. Now he has become an arhat, and his cultivation will be diligent after his reincarnation. I use conspiracy to block him from going to the wrong path. This is a friend of the good friend. Ye Xiang is my first disciple, but he is the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva. If he is not in danger, how can he get fortune? When he travels to Meiling, Ye Xiang transcends Ma Sheng. This is a great blessing. Isn't it helping him in his practice? The Buddha pointed out that he is pure and kind in nature, and his cultivation is greater. He will have more protection for good in this world. What is unkind?"

Yi Tianxing smiled without any reason and shook his head: "This is right and wrong, and that is right and wrong. The old monk's right and wrong is different from mine." He sighed: "I really don't like everyone around me who are masters who play conspiracy."

He stared at Master Binku's eyes and asked slowly: "You have no courage to arrange this kind of situation based on your cultivation level, but can the South China Sea Guanyin show you?"

Master Binku slightly agreed, without saying anything, as if he was accustomed to it, and seemed to be preparing to drink chili water and sit on the tiger bench.

"What did she think? If you want to find a Buddha and rebuild Mount Sumeru, go and practice it yourself! Don't just blindly touch us honest people to do things!" Yi Tianxing was really angry.

Still a silence.

Yi Tianxing frowned: "Is Zhang Xiaobai a Bodhisattva?"

Master Binku raised his head in shock: "Who is Zhang Xiaobai?"

His expression is sincere, not like a fake, but Yi Tianxing can't believe this old monk now. He thought about this Buddha's finger relic tour, lost... Everything was arranged by the old monk behind his back. Yi Tianxing's hatred was itchy and his eyes were full of evil spirits!

Master Binku's face remained unchanged and said slowly: "Chop the axe and the halberd on the head, and the Buddha's heart sits."

This is a rogue. I have said everything I should say. If you want to kill me, then kill me. Anyway, I won’t fight back, you will kill me.

Yi Tianxing... can't really kill him.

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These things are for the time being. Now Yi Tianxing is no longer the confused boy who could be threatened by human power. Although he still yearns for and strives to create a peaceful and happy life in the world, the changes in strength and mood have enabled him to be calm and stable and look down on everything indifferently.

If a person is already in a high altitude, no matter whether the wind rises and clouds rise or falls, it will only change under his feet.

My eyes no longer looked up, but looked down and looked down.

The relationship between him and the Council maintains a very delicate balance. The two parties have very little contact. The occasional contact is also completely through the two daughters of the Qin family. After all, they are familiar with each other and are easier to talk to.
To be continued...