Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Wuxia -> God Cultivation Gaiden

Chapter 3469

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    ?

    "Let's talk, you're old enough, it's impossible for mother to worry about everything for you!" Wang Zhenfei nodded and asked, "Besides, mother doesn't know how to paint, so you can tell me what you think.  Listen, mother! Could it be that you don't like painting anymore?"

    "Mother" Wang Yanfei said, pushed the bowl aside, stood up, and said, "Of course my child likes to paint. However, since what happened at Mr. Wang's house yesterday, my child feels that just painting is of no use."  ?Even if the boy becomes a great painter in Pingxi City and becomes the same as his father, nowon't he be able to control his own destiny?"

    Speaking of this, Wang Zhenfei took a peek at the back room. Although his mother never told him how his father passed away, he still knew something about the past from the mouth of the villagers. His father was probably the same as himself.  Upright, you offended the powerful because of something?

    Wang Zhifei's mother was silent, why didn't she know this, but what could she do?

    Wang Zhenfei didn't know what mother was thinking, so he hurriedly explained: "Maybe mother doesn't know the details yet?"

    After Wang Zhenfei explained the reason of the matter clearly, he said again: "Mother, look, in the face of a rich landowner in the country, if the child resisted a little, they took mother over and threw him into the dog.  Cage, how can a person's life be regarded as life! In the end, even if the boy fought hard and won the bet, the boy still had to give in. If the boy didn't give in, even if it was today's matter, they wouldn't say anything  , it will inevitably embarrass us in the future, we are fish!"

    "Also, what happened yesterday, if it wasn't for the kind-hearted Miss Wang, not only the portrait, but also the life of the child would be in danger!"

    "It doesn't feel good to hold your life in the hands of others!" Wang Zhenfei said very seriously, "From this incident, I have already seen that even if I become the best painter in Pingxi City, even if I  He is the most famous painter in the entire Buddhist kingdom, but he is still the plaything of other people. He has to paint whatever other people ask him to paint, and he can¡¯t paint anything if other people don¡¯t let him paint. Such a great painter, and  What do you mean? Just like today, when the boy draws well, the Wang family rewards him with an ingot of gold and praises him, saying that the boy is talented and a useful person. After he stays, others will give more gold and more  With so many praises, even if Hai'er is the best painter in the past and present, what is the use of it? Fate is not in your own hands, it will be nothing in the end!"

    "Son" Wang Yufei's mother was a little stunned, she really couldn't imagine a ten-year-old child can think so much, "This Who told you this?"

    Wang Zhenfei hesitated for a moment, and said: "The little monk said half of it, and most of it is what the child thinks of himself!"

    "Little monk?" Wang Zhenfei's face changed drastically, and she hurriedly asked, "Thenthen you don't learn painting anymore, what are you going to do? Is it possible that you want to become a monk?"

    "Mother, in this world, apart from monks with great powers, there are many people who are like monks" Wang Zhenfei smiled. He knew that his mother was worried that he would not be able to get married if he became a monk, so he cut off the incense of the Wang family.

    Wang Zhenfei's mother was puzzled and asked, "Aside from being a master in a temple, what else is better than being a great painter?"

    "Friar!" Wang Zhenfei said without hesitation, "Mother, there is a kind of people in this world called monks. Monks seem to be a kind of monks, besides monks, there are also scholars and Taoists!"

    "Scholar's mother has heard of it!" Wang Zhenfei's mother frowned, "but Taoist mother has never heard of it. But mother knows that scholars are powerless people, they  "

    "Boy doesn't know either!" Wang Zhifei smiled wryly, "These are what the little monk told me."

    "Son, these are all vague and boundless things, thenthen what are you going to do now?" Wang Zhenfei's mother was not moved, and talked about the reality in front of Wang Zhenfei.

    Wang Zhenfei's gaze was firm, and he replied: "Since there are monks in this world, the child will definitely find them"

    Wang Zhenfei's mother smiled and said, "Okay, then, mother, clean it up now, let's go find it together!"

    "Mother" Wang Zhenfei came to his senses immediately, there were only two people in this family, and they left by themselves, what should mother do?  Don't talk about how she survived when she was out of the mountain village, just talk about how her mother will live at home alone, how will she live without her son?

    Alas, ideals are always ideals, and there is always an illusory side in front of reality.  A rural child who is less than ten years old wants to leave the home of orphans and widowed mothers to practice, it is simply a dream!  !

    Hearing this, Xiao Hua suddenly realized, he finally understood that the senior of the Buddha Sect wouldWhat is he doing here!  However, he was still a little puzzled, since that senior was an expert in Tantra and had already attained Buddhahood ten thousand years ago, it would be a matter of little effort for him to enlighten Wang Zhifei and lead him into Buddhism.  Even if Wang Zhifei estimated that the incense of the Wang family would marry and have children in the future, after all, Tantric Buddhism doesn't care about this?  Why do you have to come here by yourself?

    Thinking about it this way, Xiao Hua felt a little shuddering, because he had already realized that the seniors of the Buddhist sect must have known about the fact that he possessed Daoist exercises.  The mantle was passed on to Wang Chenfei.

    Now that Xiao Hua has witnessed the whole story of this incident, he also likes the extremely intelligent Wang Yufei, especially his kind of filial piety to his mother makes his heart move. Of course, from Wang Yufei, Xiao Hua seems to have seen a familiar feeling.  On this continent, or on other continents, in a village named Guozhuang, a hundred years ago, or even longer ago, an ignorant child saw the essence of life from oppression just like him.  Hardship, thought of resistance, thought of my own future.  For the feeling of the future alone, Xiao Hua is willing to help.

    Thinking of this, Xiao Hua slowly flew into the house, appeared out of thin air, and said with a smile: "Immeasurable Daoist, the poor are polite!"

    "Ah? You who are you?" Wang Zhenfei's mother seemed very surprised, she pulled Wang Zhenfei behind her back, and protected Wang Zhenfei with both hands.  Looking at Wang Yanfei again, being protected by his mother, there was no surprise on his face, a pair of curious eyes looked Xiao Hua up and down, and before his mother could speak, he laughed in a low voice, "Mother, don't be afraid! This is a ghost wounded by wild ghosts!"  No mother."

    After finishing speaking, Wang Zhifei waved his hand disdainfully and said, "Go back first, and tell the little monk that I may not have time to play chess with him today! Let him think of a few moves, don't rush  Killed by me!"

    "Hehe" Xiao Hua smiled, stretched out his hand, and Wang Feifei's figure flew out from behind his mother involuntarily, and landed in mid-air.  But Wang Zhenfei's mother couldn't even move her body.

    At this time Wang Zhenfei was stupid, he looked at himself almost incredulously, then at Xiao Hua, and said in shock: "Youyou are not a ghost??"

    "Poverty is naturally not!" Xiao Hua still smiled.

    "Poverty Dao? Dao Dao Master Poor Dao!" Wang Zhenfei's mother was in a hurry. She had forgotten the word "Taoist" that Wang Zhenfei said just now, and shouted, "If you have anything to do, you can do whatever you want!"  Tell the slave family, as long as the slave family can agree, they can agree, and you always don't hurt my son!"

    "Immeasurable Taoist Venerable!" Xiao Hua recited the Taoist name, waved his hand, Wang Yufei fell to the ground, and Wang Yufei's mother was able to move freely.

    "Is the Taoist? It's strange, how can you move me?" Wang Yufei fell to the ground, but he didn't show panic, his eyes were like stars and he looked at Xiao Hua very strangely, "By the way, why are you looking for me?"

    Seeing that Wang Zhenfei actually disrespected Xiao Hua, Wang Zhenfei's mother was extremely scared, and hurriedly laughed and said: "Don't care about it, Daoist, my son is still young, you should not be as knowledgeable as him."

    "It's okay" Xiao Hua said with a smile, "The poor Taoist name is Xiao Hua, and the Taoist name is Xiao Zhenren. I passed by here yesterday, and I happened to witness the passing of Wang Zhenfei painting a tiger. When the hungry tiger roared in the mountains last night, the poor Taoist also  Beside, Pindao admires Wang Zhenfei's qualifications and filial piety very much, and just now he heard that Wang Zhenfei has a heart for Taoism, so he appeared."

    "Ah??" Wang Yufei's mother was dumbfounded, looked up and down at Xiao Hua, and said in a low voice, "LittleLittle monk, youyou don't have a fever, do you?"

    And Wang Yufei laughed even more, pointing at Xiao Hua and said: "Daoist Xiao, you are you teaming up with the little monk to brush me? You are so funny, youyou still pass by here, you actually  You can still look at me from the side, why didn't I see you??"

    "Hey" Xiao Hua naturally knew that a smart person like Wang Zhenfei couldn't trust himself casually, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "How can you see the poor way before you have never practiced? Come, come, come, don't be afraid, poor  Dao let you wait to see what the poor way does!"

    After all, Xiao Hua waved his hand, captured both of them, his body turned into wind, and flew towards the high sky outside the house

    "How?" Standing at a height of a hundred feet, Xiao Hua asked with a smile.

    Wang Zhenfei supported his mother, standing in the void, his eyes were shining, and he looked at everything shrunk under his feet curiously, while Wang Zhenfei's mother turned pale and clasped her son's hand tightly with both hands,  I don't know how to answer.

    "Go" Xiao Hua urged the Wind Escape Technique again, and Huo Ran rose another hundred feet, and asked again, "How?"

    Wang Yanfei bit his lip, looked at his mother who had closed her eyes and said, "Dao Taoist priest, can you be taller?"

    "What's so difficult about that?" Xiao Hua laughed loudly, leading the two of them up slowly, until they reached the edge of the sky, fire, wind and thunder, and then stopped (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)?, can it be higher?  "

    "What's so difficult about that?" Xiao Hua laughed loudly, and led the two of them up slowly, until they reached the edge of Tianhuo, Fenglei, and then stopped (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report