Chapter 728: Late Stage of Chuunibyou

Cixin's head was shaved and shiny, slightly reflecting light under the oil lamp.

That's not the hair oil, it's the glow of the skin itself.

In Ci Xin's hand, she held a green rosary and twisted it with her fingers one by one.

Du Fei's eyes narrowed and he recognized the rosary beads. They looked like they were jade!

The green color is not the bottom of a beer bottle, it is imperial green.

Each bead is about the size of a longan, which should be one hundred and eight.

This hanging bead is priceless now or in the future.

Du Fei walked in, closed the door behind him, and said with a smile, "Master Cixin, when guests come to visit, you don't even ask for a cup of tea."

After reciting "Amitabha" lovingly, he became obedient, picked up the thermos bottle on the table, and poured Du Fei a glass of water.

The thermos bottle is a red iron thermos bottle with peonies printed on it, which was considered a high-end product in this era.

The cups for drinking water are a pair of chicken cups with the pattern of 'chicken pecking at rice'.

Du Fei remembered that before time travel, he seemed to have heard that there was a chicken bowl cup from the Ming Dynasty, which was sold at auction for more than 200 million yuan.

I wonder what the pair of cups from Cixin are and how much they are worth?

Du Fei thought about it, without any scruples, and directly raised it to see the bottom line.

I saw the words "Da Ming Chenghua Year System" written inside the blue box.

Du Fei suddenly took a breath of cold air, "Chenghua's chicken cup!"

After Ci Xin poured the water, she did not return to the Arhat's bed. She sat on the chair next to Du Fei and said lightly, "It was made during the reign of Yong Zheng."

Du Fei let out a breath.

Although he has no discerning ability, he watches treasure appraisal and other programs frequently and knows some allusions.

It is known that the three dynasties of Kang, Yong and Qian in the pre-Qing Dynasty made many imitations of Ming Chenghua chicken bowl cups.

Although these imitations are quite valuable now, they are far inferior to the genuine products.

Coupled with Metta's background, it's normal to keep some on hand.

But for daily use and entertaining guests, it is a bit too luxurious anyway.

But Du Fei is not new to the world. He also has a set of 'water-dotted plum blossom' porcelain at home, which he uses in different ways!

If nothing happened, he said, "The Yongzheng-era imitation is okay, but it's a pity that it's not the real thing."

Ci Xin was slightly surprised, looked at the cup in her hand, and said calmly, "Donor likes this cup? I have two more here, where are they..."

With that said, he stood up and walked out.

Du Fei was a little confused, but this girl Ci Xin always had her own way of doing things.

Then he reacted.

What does "I have two more here" sound like "I have two more big steamed buns here".

Could it be that Ci Xin really has the colorful chicken vat cup from the Chenghua Year of the Ming Dynasty?

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br> Du Fei was a little shocked when he thought of this.

The idiom "priceless" is perfect to describe this thing.

Without letting Du Fei wait any longer, Ci Xin came back in just over a minute, holding a dark rag bag full of dust in his hand.

He casually put it on the table next to him, opened it and said, "It hasn't been moved in the warehouse for many years."

As he spoke, he revealed the things in his pocket, which were held in newspapers one by one. Judging from the shape, they should all be dishes.

Ci Xin took out the two smallest ones, "It should be these two."

Peel off the outer layer of newspaper to reveal what's inside.

Du Fei couldn't help but widen his eyes.

There are really two doucai chicken cups with the base of "Made in Ming Dynasty Chenghua Year".

Du Fei couldn't help but spit at the mouth.

He has no discerning ability, but Ci Xin should be an expert, and there is no need for her to deceive Du Fei with this.

You can be deceived for a while, but you can't be deceived forever.

Du Fei went back to find Chen Fangshi and Wang Xiang could tell the difference.

Seeing Du Fei's appearance, Ci Xin couldn't help but smile sweetly, pushed the two cups in front of Du Fei, and said softly, "Donor, take it for yourself if you like it, and these..."

As he spoke, he pushed the big cloth bag forward, "These are all left behind by my family back then. Their value is just as high as these two cups. I'll give them all to you. How about that?"

Du Fei put down his cup and asked warily, "What do you want to do?"

Ci Xin said seriously, "Donor, as long as you can help me achieve enlightenment, what use can a poor monk keep these things that are outside my body?"

Du Fei frowned and looked at her noncommittally. After a moment, he raised his hand and said, "Come on, come here."

Ci Xin was stunned for a moment and asked in surprise, "What does the donor mean by this?"

Du Fei said, "Don't you want to achieve success? Come here."

As soon as the word 'Zhengguo' was mentioned, Ci Xin was really obedient and walked over immediately.

Du Fei sat, looked up at her and said, "Come on, stretch your head over here."

Cixin hesitated for a moment, then bent down and stretched out her bald head.

It seemed that something was wrong again, so he chanted "Amitabha" and simply knelt down.

Du Fei couldn't guess what this woman was thinking, so he simply stretched out his hand to touch it, and saw that the cold silk was silky smooth.

With Du Fei's hand pressing on the top of his head, Ci Xin's breathing stagnated slightly, but soon returned to normal.

Du Fei had keen senses and was secretly amazed.

Not to mention anything else, this concentration alone is enough to show that the practice of loving-kindness has reached a very high level.

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If he was in a different place and Metta put his hand on the top of his head, Du Fei would never be able to deal with it calmly.

"Master, aren't you afraid that I will plot against you? Beat you to death with one palm?" Du Fei asked in a deep voice.

Putting my hands together with compassion, "Amitabha, the ancient sages all experienced three calamities and six calamities when they achieved enlightenment. If you kill me, I will suffer this calamity. The road ahead in this life will be cut off, and the only way is to reincarnate and rebuild. Besides, a blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise." Blessings! If the benefactor helps me solve the problem today, it will form a cause and effect with me. When I reincarnate in the future, the cause and effect will definitely be resolved and help me achieve positive results."

Du Fei saw that she was plausibly talking, and he really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

This bitch is completely obsessed with "Huanbingjie~Have you read too much about Huanzhu Louzhu?"

Cixin was stunned and blurted out, "The donor also knows Li Daoyou? Li Daoyou is really a strange person. He transformed the old things of my generation into reality and published them all over the world. It's a pity that he leaked the secrets and lost his energy. He left in response to the disaster. In the end, he couldn't survive for a long time." Doom."

Du Fei blinked, too lazy to say anything more to this elderly middle-aged patient.

He patted her forehead lightly and made a red mark on her head, "Okay, I have planted a Tao seed for you. As long as you practice diligently in the future, you will be able to make the Tao seed germinate, and one day you will be able to cultivate to the right level." .Get up~"

Now it was Ci Xin's turn to be confused.

She raised her head and stared at Du Fei, with an expression on her face that said, "You're bluffing a kid."

Du Fei said seriously, "At first you said that I was the reincarnation of Bodhi, a man of great virtue, and you wanted to practice with me. Now you have doubts about me. It is obvious that your Taoist mind is not stable. How can you let me help you?"

Ci Xin couldn't help but bite her lip.

Although she is in the late stage of chuunibyou, she is not a fool.

Du Fei's words were obviously to deceive her, but he used her own words to excuse her, but she was speechless.

After holding it in for a long time, I finally remembered, "Donor, this poor monk is a disciple of Buddhism. How can he have a 'Tao heart' and a 'Tao seed'? Donor, please stop joking."

Du Fei curled his lips and said, "The Tao can be Tao, but it is very Tao! Don't you think I heard that I came from the west and became a Hu, and Buddha... is the Tao!"

"Ah~" Ci Xin couldn't help but be stunned. She had never heard such a statement before.

"Buddha is the Tao? Buddha is the Tao..." He murmured in his mouth, but immediately recited "Amitabha! Sins, sins, disciples' sins..."

Don't blame Metta for being ignorant and ignorant.

The allusion of Lao Tzu coming out of the West to transform Hu was as early as the Han Dynasty, and the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism has never ceased in the past dynasties.

If Cixin were a monk with a professional background, he would naturally be able to quote scriptures and defeat Du Fei to death.

But she was a nun who had no orthodox Buddhist education and became a monk halfway.

She recited sutras very seriously and practiced very hard, but they were all orthodox

The Buddhist scriptures are also mixed with many classics of Tantric Buddhism.

In addition, she practiced alone, without a master, and lived in seclusion.

He has little knowledge of the history of Buddhism and 'debating scriptures'.

It was inevitable that he would be stunned by Du Fei's deception.

Du Fei put the two chicken cups in his arms grandly, and with a thought, they were already in his pocket.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the portable space suddenly shook!

Two Ming Dynasty colored chicken cups began to emit a large amount of white and blue mixed light.

Du Fei almost said "fuck me".

He didn't expect that these two inconspicuous little cups could have such an effect.

According to his original experience, at this speed, the capacity of the portable space will be filled very quickly, and the maximum capacity of the space will continue to be expanded.

Fortunately, Ci Xin was also absent-minded at this time, so he didn't notice anything strange about Du Fei.

Even when he saw Du Fei picking up the chicken bowl cup and putting it in his arms, he didn't react at all.

Probably in her opinion, it was just two cups.

It wasn't until more than a minute that the two of them returned to normal and looked at each other.

Du Fei had some time to rest and coughed lightly, "I'm not going to take your things for nothing. I'm sending you a message. Li Jiang is going to kill you."

"Li Jiang?" Cixin's eyes narrowed and she broke away from the topic of 'achieving positive results'. Her IQ once again occupied the high ground.

"That Li Jiang in Jinmen back then? He and I were in conflict with each other."

Du Fei smiled half-heartedly and said, "Monks don't lie. Don't tell me that you don't know. He was once worshiped by Prince Qing's Mansion."

"How do you know?" Ci Xin was surprised. The relationship between Li Jiang and Prince Qing's Mansion is quite secretive, making it difficult for outsiders to know.

Du Fei didn't show off and immediately told him about Wang Changgui's visit.

Then he said, "And last time, you saved that boy Banggun'er, and the yellow-skinned guy you beat also belonged to Li Jiang..."

Ci Xin's face was solemn, silent for a moment, and sighed, "Amitabha~ Wealth moves people's hearts, and the suffering of the world all stems from the word 'greed'. Amitabha~"

After talking about it, Ci Xin's tone became calmer and calmer, without getting angry at all.

Du Fei frowned and said, "He wants to harm you, aren't you angry?"

Compassion said: "The three poisons of greed, anger and ignorance are the root of evil and make people sink into the cycle of life and death. I have the Buddha in my heart, so why should I be angry? If he dares to come, the poor monk will send him to the Buddha to repent, but my Buddha is compassionate. Methods of subduing demons.”

Du Fei finally understood.

I've been making trouble for a long time, but I'm just too lazy to vent my anger on the dead~

And he said it in a high-sounding way.

End of this chapter