In the end of the ice age, I hoarded tens of billions of supplies

Zhang Yi couldn't help but feel a little nauseous when he thought about the so-called "delicious food" enjoyed by Paji Gesang and others.

"I thought it was exclusive to the senior executives of your southwest region! I didn't expect that the burial master didn't like to eat it."

The burial master clasped his hands together, lowered his eyes and said, "Amitabha, everything is the cause and effect of all living beings."

Zhang Yi rolled his eyes.

These guys are so hypocritical in being able to attribute illusory cause and effect to everything.

However, he also understood that the entire Southwest Region was in its current situation, and he alone would definitely not be able to solve it.

It is true that the Burial Master has great strength.

But a person who has been practicing Buddhism in seclusion for more than ten years cannot have strong political and management skills.

Even though he doesn't like some of the practices of the Southwest Region's senior leaders, he can't solve everything by himself.

This is why Zhang Yi, despite being the strongest in Jiangnan Region, still chooses to live in peace with Blizzard City and let Zhu Zheng control the affairs of the entire region.

The burial owner saw the disdain in Zhang Yi's eyes.

He wasn't angry, he just smiled and stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake from outside the eaves.

"The donor may not believe it, but everything has a reason. Just like you can come to this place."

"Everything is inevitable, there will be no unexpected endings."

Zhang Yi heard the hidden meaning of Zen in the words of the burial master, but he was not a person who liked guessing riddles.

Zhang Yi smiled and nodded: "I think what you said makes sense."

The burial master smiled and said, "The young monk bids farewell."

He didn't say much, just turned and left.

It seemed that he didn't go specifically to see Zhang Yi. He really just came over for a walk after eating and met Zhang Yi by chance.

Zhang Yi did not express his willingness to communicate, so he left on his own. After all, there was an important Dharma meeting that he needed to host in person in the afternoon.

Zhang Yi watched him leave.

After realizing that he was far away, Zhang Yi showed a meaningful smile on his face.

"Is this the pure and flawless burial master who is dedicated to the Buddha as Paji Kelsang said?"

Zhou Keer said: "He really doesn't give people the impression of being a worldly person. After all, he has been studying Buddhism in seclusion for more than ten years, so he must have seen through everything. He gives people an ethereal feeling of forgetting both things and myself."

"That's what you think."

Zhang Yi said with a smile.

There was a bright light in his eyes.

This contact may have been just an accident, but he gained a lot.

"A person may grow up in an environment that is too pure, and that may not be a good thing."

Zhou Keer's big eyes flashed and she asked curiously: "What does this mean? Zhang Yi, what did you see?"

Zhang Yi thought for a while and then told Zhou Keer a story.

"We used to have a neighbor whose mother worked as a nurse in a hospital. She later gave birth to a child. In order to keep the child healthy and not harmed by outside bacteria, she created a nearly sterile environment for the child since she was a child. environment of."

"Even when her children drink water, they only drink distilled water."

"Guess what happened next?"

Zhang Yi looked at Zhou Keer with a smile.

As a professional doctor, Zhou Keer certainly knew what consequences this would have.

"If this is the case, his body will become very sensitive and fragile. Once exposed to external bacteria, the body will be prone to illness because it has no resistance."

Zhang Yi pursed his lips in the direction of the burial master's retreat.

"So does that guy."

"It is true that one can concentrate on practicing Buddhism without contact with the outside world, but like fine porcelain, it will easily break once touched."

"Did you know that the way he looked at you just now, for a moment, was full of worldly meaning?"

Zhang Yi is a man, so he understands the look in a man's eyes when he sees a beautiful woman.

The burial master who devoted himself to practicing Buddhism couldn't help but his eyes suddenly changed when he saw a beauty of Zhou Ke'er's level.

Although he quickly averted his gaze and tried to hide it.

But Zhang Yi had been paying attention to him and captured this scene.

Even later, he didn't go to see Zhou Ke'er again.

Zhou Keer's face turned red and she hugged his arm tightly: "What do you mean? Do you want to say that he fell in love with me at first sight?"

Zhang Yi took a deep breath and pinched her nose.

"You are beautiful, isn't it normal for others to admire you? But that guy was purely moved by your beauty."

"This shows that his heart is not impeccable."

"It's even possible that his resistance in this area is weak due to years of abstinence."

Zhou Keer couldn't help covering her mouth and laughed.

"With his status, what kind of woman can't get it? Don't be kidding."

Zhang Yi said: "This is the truth! But don't forget, the burial master is the spiritual symbol of the Southwest Region and the representative of Tantra."

"The people below can ignore the commandments no matter how much they do, but he can't."

"What's more," he looked at Zhou Ke'er's stunningly beautiful face, felt her now more voluptuous figure, and smiled proudly: "When has he ever seen a woman as beautiful as you?"

Zhou Keer asked curiously: "You mean, this is his weakness?"

Zhang Yi said: "This is the weakness of men all over the world."

Zhou Keer's eyes lit up: "Do you want to use this weakness to deal with him?"

Having said this, she stared at Zhang Yi cautiously: "Don't make any plans for me."

Zhang Yi was a little angry and pinched her small nose a little harder: "What nonsense are you talking about! You really want to piss me off. Don't worry, I have no interest in cuckolding my own head."

"But," he looked towards the direction where the Burial Master was retreating, rolled his eyes, and murmured in a low voice, "As long as he has a weakness, sooner or later you will be able to find a way to deal with him."

……

The time comes in the afternoon.

For ordinary people, the Chuanzhao Dharma Conference is officially held.

Outside Sangjia Temple, a huge platform has long been set up.

Outside the platform, tens of thousands of people who had gathered here early were kneeling on the ground, holding incense burners with pious hands, waiting for the funeral master and the great lama to teach the Dharma.

Everyone from the four chieftain families arrived, and Pajigesang led Zhang Yi and others to a place on the platform to sit down and wait.

Zhang Yi looked around and saw people from the other four major families.

He didn't know many people, but he still recognized the family heads.

"Are the people I met that night among them?"

Zhang Yi's eyes wandered among them.

However, there were many people coming to each house, and most of them were wearing strict combat uniforms, making it almost difficult to see their faces clearly.

Zhang Yi thought about what the rebels said, so he calmed down and waited for the next development of the situation.