Chapter 577 By Any Means Necessary

After the middle-aged Taoist priest finished talking about these causes and effects, he glared at Zhuang Haoyun who was not far away, "Did I wrong you by saying this?"

"I was not wronged," Zhuang Haoyun admitted frankly as he was a bachelor.

But he also had something to say, "Taoist Ma, Mr. Zhuang has no choice but to do so. I have repeatedly emphasized to your Heavenly Master that we are just borrowing it for a look. The price is easy to negotiate. But he doesn't agree to it, so I can only make this decision."

Taoist Master Ma became more and more angry, "If he doesn't agree to your promise, should you steal it? If I'm willing to lend you the things of my Maoshan sect, that's a favor. If I don't lend them to you, it's also my duty... There's no one as strong as you in the world. Are you buying and selling by force?”

Having said this, he looked at Feng Jun, "This donor, do you think he did this, right?"

Before Feng Jun had time to speak, Zhuang Haoyun spoke up.

He said with a cold face, "This is related to my son's life. You have to borrow it whether you want it or not... If you don't agree to my good words and the price is whatever you want, then I will have to borrow it by force." "

Taoist Master Ma actually knew the cause and effect. When he heard this, he sneered, "No one can cure your son, even the ancestral cards can't cure it... Donor Zhuang, I can understand your mood, but I still have to say, don't be cured by others." Cheated."

"Have you been cheated?" Zhuang Haoyun sneered, then took out his mobile phone and made a call, "Son, get out of the car and take a few steps!"

Although he was not in Luohua Manor these days, he made several phone calls every day. He knew Zhuang Zesheng's situation very well.

It was precisely because of this that he made up his mind to go to the Maoshan Sect to borrow the ancestral tablet.

Strictly speaking, if he had this intention, he could borrow a few Taoist scriptures from the clan.

But he has already figured out that those Taoist scriptures in the clan... are probably useless!

He doesn't read online novels, and he doesn't know about the "End of Dharma Era" or anything like that. He only knows that after his son fell ill, he asked the Taoists in the clan to read it, but it didn't have any effect.

Thinking about it again, the reason why his son became ill was that the clan members did not recognize the "evil energy" - in fact, no one in the clan noticed anything unusual about the stone fragments and left them scattered there.

In this case, how could he dare to expect that the Taoist scriptures he finally borrowed would be able to catch Feng Jun's discernment?

Zhuang Haoyun thought about it and thought that the Maoshan sect's ancestral tablet might be a little famous - the ancestral tablet did not cure his son's disease, but seeing how respectful the little Celestial Master and the others were, maybe there was nothing wrong with the ancestral tablet and Maoshan was the one who had the problem. disciple.

In fact, when it comes to the name of the family, Maoshan is nothing. The names of Wudang, Quanzhen and Zhengyi are much higher than Maoshan.

Among the branches of Buddhism, there are many who can surpass Maoshan.

However, these branches may be very powerful, but Zhuang Haoyun traveled across most of China for his son's illness. Among these forces that may have supernatural abilities, in Maoshan, he saw something real.

Regardless of whether the ancestral tablet was useful or not, he was solemnly invited out. He also felt that the thing... was quite simple and heavy.

As for the five hundred Arhats praying for blessings, the Big Dipper array, etc., it feels like a ceremony.

In short, he saw the good things in Maoshan. There may be better ones in other places, but he didn't even have the chance to touch them.

So he went to Maoshan to ask for this ancestral tablet, but no one wanted to borrow it.

If you don't want to borrow... then just find a way. Zhuang Haoyun's business is so big, and there are officials and Taoists in the clan - in fact, there are also people who are just living in society. He can't be a fool.

After getting the things, he turned around and went straight to Luohua Manor, because he had planned to borrow the ancestral card before - after all, it is better to be polite before fighting, so he was put on the list of key suspects and was chased one after another.

Fortunately, he finally entered Luohua Manor before being caught up.

Anyway, he thinks he did the right thing - at least from a father's perspective, he has the right to do whatever it takes for his son's health.

Before Zhuang Haoyun had time to explain this, the door of the bus more than two hundred meters away opened and Zhuang Zesheng got off.

He didn't get off alone, but with one hand on crutches and the other on Driver Ge's shoulder. He got out of the car with great reluctance - he had been lying in bed for four years, and it took three or four months for his body to recover.

But no matter what, the fact that his legs touched the ground and could move alternately showed that he was getting better.

Taoist priest Ma was immediately dumbfounded.

When Zhuang Haoyun took his son to ask for help, he and Junior Sister Zeng who are now around him all experienced it personally. For Maoshan, it is not particularly common to spend half a million yuan for sesame oil. When the time comes, it will definitely be a lot more grand.

Of course, half a million is not too much. When some lay people are building temples, they spend one or two million without blinking an eye. There are also some generous believers who are still willing to come.

But Zhuang Haoyun didn't build a temple, nor did he fulfill his wish. He spent half a million just to ask for a ritual, and the result wasn't very good. He didn't even bother, he simply turned around and left.

Therefore, Taoist Master Ma had a very deep impression on him, and also had a deep memory of the young man who could only lie on the bed.

Now that he saw that the other party could actually walk on the ground, you can imagine his surprise, "Is this... really good?"

Next to him, Daozhang Zeng was also extremely horrified, "This, this, this... isn't it said to be a terminal illness?"

"Whether it is a terminal illness or not, we don't have to say," Zhuang Haoyun felt very comfortable when he saw his son acting more and more quickly. He felt that his risk was not in vain. He sighed deeply, "At last, my persistence was not in vain. My hard work... …God is worthy of me.”

His tone was relatively tactful, which was actually not in line with his character, especially after the other party almost hit him with his car.

But he had already obtained the ancestral card and came to Luohua Manor. Even though he had achieved his goal, he was in a good mood.

Originally, he could have ridiculed Maoshan, but now he was too lazy to worry about it - why would he offend others to the point of death?

But the people in Maoshan didn't think so. After being surprised, Taoist Master Ma pointed at Zhuang Zesheng and said with a dark face, "What do you call this sick rice... cured?"

Zhuang Haoyun didn't mind what the other party said about sick rice. If ten days ago, who would have dared to say that about life and death, he would never give up. But now that his son's recovery is just around the corner, he doesn't care about it.

So he answered with a smile, "My son has only been treated for nine days, and recovery always takes a process."

Seeing that there were seven strong men on the other side, but only three men and one woman on his side, Taoist Ma did not dare to use any more forceful tactics.

But in his heart, he was still quite annoyed, "Your son is already well, so why bother to harm me, Maoshan?"

Zhuang Haoyun was finally unhappy. He pointed at Feng Jun and said, "My son is good because this master is so profound!"

"Master?" Taoist Master Ma turned his head and looked at Feng Jun again, with a disdainful smile on his lips, "Is your Taoism profound?"

Feng Jun couldn't help guessing, and he had guessed quite a bit about what happened. He even guessed why Zhuang Haoyun snatched his ancestral card. For a moment, he secretly smiled bitterly: This guy really... has a character.

This matter made him feel a little nervous. However, since it involved the cause and effect of Feng, Maoshan did not suffer much substantial losses, so he felt that it was not appropriate to go into a big fight - we are all Taoist friends in the world.

So he didn't care about Taoist Master Ma's rudeness, but looked around.

There were two people setting up stalls at the entrance of the mountain. Only one came today because the weather was cold and there was no one around to burn incense.

But even this one looked at them dumbfounded.

However, just because there is no one now, does not mean that there will be no one for a while. Feng Jun did not want to be watched, so he spoke in a deep voice, "Four fellow Taoists, how about... let's go to that pavilion and sit down and talk?"

Taoist Master Ma also felt that it was very inappropriate to argue at the gate. Anyway, he had already caught up with Zhuang Haoyun, and the ancestral tablet should be in his briefcase.

At this moment, the short and fat Taoist priest shouted, "That's a good idea, what should we do with our car?"

Feng Jun glanced at Lu Xiaoning and raised his chin slightly, "Gazi?"

Ga Zi raised his feet and walked towards the BMW. He didn't seem to be walking very fast, but he reached the car in a few steps. He had only practiced "Wind Shadow Kick" for a total of ten days, but his progress was very obvious.

When he walked to the car, he bent down and turned the BMW over without using any force. UU reading www.uukanshu.net

"Why didn't you wait for the traffic police..." The short and fat Taoist priest shouted loudly, looking very dissatisfied. However, when he saw this scene, his shouting was interrupted abruptly and got stuck in his throat.

Ga Zi glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally and said nothing, but his eyes showed an obvious threat: "Boy, if you want to cause trouble, you'd better think twice."

Everyone was marveling at Lu Xiaoning's power, but Aunt Zeng kept staring at the car with a good view, pointed at her car and shouted, "She can't leave!"

Director Mei had an event at her office in the afternoon, and she was originally stuck in getting out. If there was a traffic jam, she would be delayed. But this happened today, and out of curiosity, she stopped for a while to listen to the results, and now she wanted to leave.

When she heard that the female Taoist nun was not allowing her to leave, she simply turned around and drove back, "I won't leave until I leave. Please speak nicely and look like you are cultivating yourself!"

Everyone came to the pavilion of Pump No. 1 and sat at the stone table. Taoist Master Ma was not polite and directly attacked Zhuang Haoyun, "I'm not going to tell you whether you know what Dao Xingshen is... I just want to ask, since your master wants to You’ve recovered, why are you robbing me of my Maoshan ancestral brand?”

"First of all, let me correct your point of view," Zhuang Haoyun stretched out an index finger, "I'm not trying to steal your Maoshan ancestral card, I'm just borrowing it... If you don't want to borrow it after I spend money, then I can only ask someone to borrow it by force."

Taoist priest Ma sneered, "Borrow it by force? The last one was so bold..."

"Ahem," Feng Jun coughed twice. The voice was really soft, but in Taoist Master Ma's ears, it was like two muffled thunders. "We all have some qualities. One after another, we will say it again."

He really hates those disorderly guys.

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