? In the next few days, the Luo family selected auspicious days to start A Li's succession ceremony.
However, Jimo didn't stay out of the house, refining the ninth-grade panacea for A Li in his room.
The little girl is greedy, do more this time, because he is leaving.
Ji Mo can understand why the Luo family elders regarded themselves as a thorn in the flesh. After all, who can bear their own patriarch and obey an outsider.
Ah Li has now begun to learn to manage the Luo family, and it is time for her to be the master of the house and be alone.
After refining enough pills, Ji Mo silently wrote a few scriptures and called Huineng over.
"Monk, I am very optimistic about you!"
Ji Mo patted Huineng's shoulder, speaking earnestly.
"Mr. Ji, if you have anything to tell me, I will go through fire and water without hesitation."
Feeling the trust in Ji Mo's eyes, Hui Neng felt extremely honored.
Ji Mo picked up the four scriptures on the table and stuffed them all into Huineng's hands.
The four scriptures are "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra", "Diamond Sutra", "Surangama Sutra", and "Miaofa Lotus Sutra", all of which are the supreme classics of Buddhism.
"Mr. Ji, are these all given to the old monk?"
Huineng's heart was about to jump out of his chest. He was very clear about Ji Mo's handwriting.
Sure enough, if you turn a page at will, you will immediately be greeted by a vast Buddha rhyme, bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and the supreme Buddha Dharma is exquisitely presented in your mind.
His body was surrounded by Buddha's light, and there was a bright halo on his head. The whole person looked solemn and solemn, just like the Buddha came to the world.
Unparalleled Strange Scriptures, this is a peerless scripture!
Even if a single page of it is circulated, it is enough to cause the various forces to fight for their own blood, desperate to take it for themselves.
Now I have a thick four volumes!
Huineng was so happy that he almost fainted. As expected, if he worked hard for Mr. Ji, he would be rewarded generously.
"Monk, read these scriptures carefully, understand thoroughly, and read to A Li more on weekdays. The little girl is still young, and she needs to keep her heart pure, so she can't be polluted by the world of mortals."
Ji Mo's old father's heart is overflowing, and everything is for A Li's sake.
He doesn't want Ali to develop deviations and go astray in the future.
"Mr. Ji, don't worry, with these scriptures, Ali's heart will be spotless, and he will always maintain a childlike innocence."
Hui Neng patted his chest to assure.
Ji Mo also explained a lot of details that should be paid attention to, especially reminding Huineng to build a good relationship with Tianma and Tianpeng, and finally left a large number of pills and quietly left Luo's house.
"Flick off your clothes when it's over, and hide your identity and fame. Mr. Ji's realm is really unfathomable!"
Huineng's face was filled with emotion, and he envied Luo Li for being so loved by Ji Mo, and that everything was arranged clearly.
Then he was also glad that he had met Ji Mo. With these few scriptures, he believed that he would be able to enter the imperial realm in a short time, and even the fairyland could be expected.
It's just that Huineng didn't understand why Ji Mo emphasized the need to have a good relationship with Tianma Tianpeng. Could there be any hints in it?
He fell into deep thought
Jimo set foot on the way home.
When I came, I rode on the canopy, fast like the wind, but when I went back, I could only walk hard.
However, he enjoyed it very much, treating it as a trip.
Jimo passed a city this day.
This place is full of exotic customs, which made him linger and forget to return, and started to visit around the city.
After shopping for half a day, he was hungry and wanted to buy some snacks to fill his stomach, but when he touched his pocket, he felt cold inside.
what the hell!
What about my money?
Jimo opened his pocket and found a hole at some point, which was a mark of being cut by a sharp weapon.
Obviously, the money was stolen.
He felt as if he was struck by lightning, all his money was gone, and his journey home was slow, how could he get back without money?
"Don't get caught by me, a thief who has been paid a thousand dollars, or I will break your three legs."
Jimo gritted his teeth.
The world is getting worse, that bastard thief, who even let poor people like himself go, is really not a person.
I also resent myself for not being vigilant enough when I go out.
at this time.
A palm patted Jimo's shoulder hard.
Jimo turned his head and frowned.
"Young man, this old man sees that you are uniquely gifted and have a unique bone structure. You are a unparalleled genius. Meeting is fate, and this old man is willing to form a good relationship with you"
A fairy-tale, gray-haired old man appeared in front of Jimo.
Then he skillfully took out a yellowed ancient book, pretending to be mysterious and said: "This book is the sword master"
Ji Mo didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, and said blankly: "Don't use fake products to fool people!"
Hmph, how could he believe this kind of trick to fool a three-year-old child.
The old man smiled and was a little surprised. He didn't understand that the other party didn't even look at it, so he concluded that his sword manual was fake. There seemed to be something wrong.
With a heartbroken heart, he decided that he couldn't let the child be caught by a wolf. He took out a real thing and introduced it: "This is the copybook written by Wen Shaosheng, the sage of calligraphy. If you can understand the awe-inspiring meaning contained in it, you will benefit from it forever!"
"That's it?"
Jimo glanced at it, and found that it was not as good as his own, so he looked contemptuous.
If this kind of character can be called holy, wouldn't he be called the God of Books?
Definitely a fake.
"Old man has other good things."
Seeing that Jimo turned to leave, the old man had to take out other things.
He was a little puzzled, this person didn't even look down on the copybooks of the book sage Wen Shaosheng, his vision was really high.
"Don't take out the rubbish and make it embarrassing. Are there any treasures that make money?"
Jimo asked.
"Don't tell me, the old man happens to have such a peerless treasure. With it, you will have inexhaustible wealth!" The old man said in a low voice.
"Inexhaustible wealth? Are you kidding me?"
Jimo snorted coldly, thinking that this liar really dared to say anything.
"Young man, let me open your eyes today."
The old man looked around and found that no one was paying attention. He flipped his hand, and an object appeared between his fingers.
Jimo's eyes widened. What kind of rare treasure is that? It's clearly a small piece of rusty blade.
Seeing the contempt in Jimo's eyes, the old man said, "Open your dog eyes to see clearly, the blade is in your hand, and I have the world."
As he said that, with a flash of coldness, he raised the knife and dropped it, and a hole appeared in Ji Mo's pocket in an instant.
"With this magical tool, you can cut people's pockets and take advantage of people's money without any effort."
The old man said triumphantly that he was very satisfied with his superb skills.
Jimo looked at the two almost identical cut marks on his pocket, and his face suddenly became gloomy.
"What do you want to do?"
The old man felt that Jimo's expression was very strange, and then saw the two cracks in the opponent's pocket, and his heart suddenly "thumped".
"Bastard, you are the one who cut my pocket and stole my money."
Ji Mo's face was grim, and he reached out to grab the old man.
"Oops, I was discovered, but if you dare to do something to me, ask for trouble."
The old man decided not to pretend anymore. Since he couldn't get away with it, he had to use violence to grab it openly, and he had to grab what was on the other party's body. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com