Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

The meaning is obviously very simple, but I can't understand it no matter how I say it. I have never seen such a stupid guy.

However, it seems to Zhao Ke that the fat pig is making rapid progress, at least the dragon energy in his body is dissolving quickly, so that this guy's physical body has gained a lot of weight recently.

Jiayu was rubbing Fat Pig's IQ on the washboard.

If anyone was the happiest, of course it would be Jasmine.

Recently, Jasmine lost the entanglement of Jiayu, a little devil, and began to fall in love with Camille.

oh!No, it should be said that he became obsessed with Camille's electric guitar and started to learn the instrument.

In fact, Zhao Ke wanted Jasmine to learn suona.

After all, Qi Liang's suona impressed Zhao Ke very deeply. Every time he played, he could always overwhelm the audience. He is indeed an old hooligan in the musical instrument industry.

But it's a pity that Camille doesn't know this down-to-earth musical instrument, so Zhao Ke has no choice but to give up.

"Leader, try it."

Dwarf Tiger looked forward to handing the baby he had prepared to Zhao Ke.

This tobacco rod was made by Dwarf Tiger with bamboo roots transplanted by Zhao Ke from Kailing Paosha.

The rhizomes of these bamboos are moderately soft and hard. After being processed and polished by Dwarf Tiger, they are made into a pipe for a baby's fist.

The new pipe still has a fragrance of bamboo.

Needless to say, this thing came at a very timely time, Zhao Ke has been worrying recently.

After taking the pipe and skillfully putting the shredded tobacco on it, the dwarf tiger lit the shredded tobacco for Zhao Ke with a flattering expression.

After the surface of the shredded tobacco was baked and carbonized, Zhao Ke tried to take a deep breath.

"puff……"

Green smoke gushed out from Zhao Ke's mouth and nose, and the short-footed tiger on the other side came up to this nose and took a deep breath. Immediately, one person and one ghost lay in the field, happily enjoying the smell of the tobacco leaves.

Not far away, the casserole in the kitchen was tinkling with the boiling water vapor.

The sambar held a kitchen knife, happily cutting the ginseng essence in front of him, and muttered silently: "You take a piece, I take a piece, I take a piece, I take a piece..."

Zhao Ke couldn't say why.

But in Da Xia Ding, he really likes such a comfortable feeling.

Smoking the pipe in hand, looking at the scenery in the distance, from time to time, you can see the loving old tree beside you.

And Mazi who practiced boxing tirelessly.

The fat pig in the distance was chanting scriptures in pain, while Jiayu beside him was patiently guiding.

There are two figures under the jasmine tree, holding a guitar, one patiently teaching, the other earnestly learning.

The old hen on the boiler is stewed just right.

Except that there is no Ji Wusui, Zhao Ke thinks this is his favorite paradise.

Or maybe only here can the anger and annoyance in my heart dissipate.

Zhao Ke couldn't help thinking, it would be great if Ji Wusui was here.

Chapter 1154

"Woooooo-"

The dull sound of the horn echoed in the sky of Dadu, and it could be heard even dozens of miles away.

After Dadu, in front of two huge mountains, colorful flags flutter on the huge obo.

Zhao Ke stood below, trying to see Kublai Khan's appearance clearly, but there was a strong magnetic field around Kublai Khan, which blocked Zhao Ke's prying eyes.

"Don't think about it, it's not that no one has thought about killing Kublai Khan to change the plot of the mission. Do you know which two idiots died so badly? The master cut off the limbs on the spot, turned them into adults and threw them into the snake den."

Qiu Bailing at the side seemed to know Zhao Ke's curiosity, so he couldn't help reminding him.

Zhao Ke was not surprised by this result at all. If it was so easy to change the development of the plot, the world would have been turned upside down by postmen like them.

It's just a pity that Kublai Khan's true face cannot be seen.

Zhao Ke didn't study well, but he had heard of Kublai Khan's name, so it was a pity that he couldn't really face him for a while.

"Don't think about those useless things, look over there!"

Qiu Bailing carefully pointed the direction to Zhao Ke with his finger, Zhao Ke followed the direction and swept up, and saw eight hundred Buddhist monks sitting high on the viewing platform.

Headed by Sanjie and the leader of the Baijiao, Karma Pakshi, sitting in the front.

With a solemn and dignified appearance, even the monk Sanjie had his face trimmed, his hair shaved off, and his attire was different from the past.

But Zhao Ke noticed something very interesting here.

The monks headed by Sanjie monks are all dressed in neat Zen robes and red cassocks.

On Karma Pakshi's side, the dress is completely different.

Karma Pakshi wore a black hat, and he didn't wear cassock, but a thick black monk's robe.

And the monks behind him were all dressed up with trumpets.

"Esoteric Buddhism and Zen Buddhism are ultimately different."

Zhao Ke secretly sighed, remembering that when the old man took the three of his senior brothers to Tibet, he heard a local old man talk about it.

Tantra is just a general term.

There are also Kaju Sect (White Sect), Nyingma Sect (Red Sect), Sakya Sect (Flower Sect) and Gelug Sect (Yellow Sect)

These sects once fought together, the blood stained the grasslands, and the burning temples dyed the sky red.

Since then, Zhao Ke has a new understanding of the sect.

Zhao Ke does not reject Buddha, otherwise he would not practice some Buddhist teachings.

But he rejects these so-called Buddhism. The greatest achievement of Buddha is to create a road across the other side, but he has never forced people to go.

But Buddhism is different.

Buddha is more like a tool of these sects. They call it faith, but they implement methods that are contrary to Buddha.