I Just Want To Farm

"Actually, when it comes to idols, I still admire the Zen master Mian Shang the most." Qin Yu's voice was gentle and his eyes sparkled, "She also practiced from a mortal. She has gone through great disasters and created her own way of Zen. She is a role model for my generation."

Chu Ci's white fingers rubbed his sleeves, and his eyes suddenly met with a certain little turtle. Apart from boasting, usually when she praises someone so much, she definitely has one purpose - to win the other party's favor.

so. ． ． Is Zen master around?

One person, one tortoise, glanced across the bamboo forest inadvertently, but did not see anyone.

That's right, if the emperor class doesn't want people to find out, who can see it, so. ． ． Is she here at this time?

"My biggest dream in this life is to see her once, and I will have no regrets in this life."

Look at my eyes, how sincere.

I am the little licking dog of Miss Zen Master, and I do not accept rebuttals.

Miss Zen Master, did you hear that?

The bamboo forest is clean, the only thing that is not quiet is the people, but soon, everyone is quiet because it is raining.

This rain came suddenly, but every drop was like a source of purification.

The mountains, the sea, and the bamboo forest all became silent all of a sudden.

Qin Yu looked up and felt the cold rainwater falling on his face. This water may have fallen on the ground, or it may have fallen on the branches of bamboo, flowing down from the soft and leaf-shaped bamboo leaves, as if enveloping and dyeing the The aroma of bamboo leaves falls together, falls on the skin, falls in the eyes, and enters the heart.

For a moment, the soul seemed ethereal. He heard the sound of the tide in the sea, the singing of birds in the forest, the swirling mountain wind, the singing in the middle of the night under the century-old lights, and the quietness deep in his soul.

Everyone, good or evil, strong or weak, actually has a place to hide.

The place can be clean or it can be dirty.

At this point, this place is infinitely magnified.

Enlarged, it is easy to clean.

The dirty becomes clean, and the clean becomes cleaner.

That's what the bath day does, it's a redemption.

Qin Yu. ． ． She doesn't need redemption, she just feels that this kind of bathing makes her feel very comfortable, so comfortable that her body and soul have reached a kind of unity - this kind of unity makes her faintly feel that the secret flow of her soul growth is following Advancing at a slow but respectable pace.

In fact, this kind of talent is very mysterious. Unlike other talents, it can be seen in a tangible macroscopic view. It can’t be seen, and even the feeling is very mysterious. The only time you can experience it is when you realize it. The sour feeling of getting it is indescribable.

At this moment, Qin Yu felt that the sense of occlusion that could not be relieved after going to heaven and concentrating on studying the way of demons suddenly disintegrated.

Yes, yes, what a bath day.

Qin Yu was delighted to feel the feeling of making rapid progress and overthrowing the barriers of the beast gods and monsters step by step, until. ． ．

"I'm so happy. It's rare that there is such a talented and innocent little monk under the Buddhist sect."

The voice was so familiar, Qin Yu looked up and saw a person standing in front of him, with a slender shadow, bathed in rain, but so fresh and elegant, like a god in the fairy forest.

The Zen master stood there with his hands behind his back and a gentle smile.

Qin Yu's heart broke, even though she had sensed that the emperor was nearby, she guessed that it was probably the protagonist Zen Master, so she made a special show.

Sure enough, it was the Zen master. She never thought that she could avoid the Zen master's eyes and ears. The other party had naturally seen through her disguise, but this did not prevent her from expressing her loyalty.

It's just that she always felt that the Zen master's eyes were very deep, which gave her an ominous premonition.

This way of Zen is still Buddhist, and the heart is strong, which is also reflected in the eyes, so what Qin Yu dislikes the most is staring at this kind of people.

Actresses are most afraid of piercing eyes.

"I have seen Zen Master Mianshang, the younger generation is not a disciple of the Buddhist sect."

Qin Yu was about to get up to salute, when the Zen Master's hand was already on her shoulder, and with a light touch, she was pushed down to the ground with a puff.

Qin Yu: "???"

As a result, only everyone else got up to salute the two great emperors, but Qin Yu was left alone and sat on the ground.

Oh, and her little turtle.

"Is that so, you are not a Buddhist cultivator?"

The Zen master didn't have the slightest awareness of his peculiar and eye-catching behavior, so he calmly withdrew his hand and asked Qin Yu.

"The younger generation is a Buddhist cultivator, just a wanderer in the mountains, has no orthodox tradition, and is not under the Buddhist sect, but this does not change the younger generation's heart to Buddha."

"fraud."

The two words are light and floating, as light as a jade bead compass, and a bit soft and husky.

"?"

The Zen Master's two words that seemed to be angry and half-smiled startled many people, people like Donghuang Moduan were in shock, who is this little monk?

How can the Zen master treat him so uniquely?

Only Chu Ci was not surprised, and when his master was thinking, he hesitated to tell her the truth, but it is definitely not appropriate now, because all the sound transmissions cannot escape the eyes and ears of the emperor, even if she knows the emperor is also very likely Bajiu knew Qin Yu's identity, but this was not the reason for her to expose her in private chats.

So Chu Ci was speechless for a while, and the Zen master continued to say to Qin Yu: "Just now I seem to have heard you say that your heart is for me, why did you become a Buddha all of a sudden."

Forehead. ． ． this. ． ． Let me confess, do you have to be so particular about it?

Qin Yu thought for a while and explained: "Buddha is my belief, and you are my object of worship. This is different."

Zen master: "A little monk, with a big heart, can still pretend to be the leader of your Buddhist practice?"

After she asked this question, she slowly reminded: "He is playing chess and drinking tea in the woods behind."

Qin Yu had an epiphany - she was expressing herself that you love both the wife and mistress? By the way, the mistress is also here.

MD, the most poisonous woman's heart, I just want to show my loyalty and hold my thigh so hard? ! ! !

Qin Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a frightened expression, and decided to change the subject, "Is Jia Ye Mian here too? Junior..." She was about to stand up and salute, when the Zen master lightly pressed her shoulder again with one hand .

"You don't have to be restrained, your injury is not healed, it doesn't matter if you sit."

poof.

Qin Yu sat down on the ground again, the opponent used a little force, and his flesh and bones ached.

Dog days! ! !

My wife is going to explode!

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Just as Qin Yu was about to explode, he raised his head and met Zen Master's condescending eyes that were as warm as rain in the forest, and the latter asked softly, "Huh?"

Qin Yu immediately supported his waist, and said in a weak voice, "Thank you, Zen Master, for your kindness, the younger generation is very grateful."

If you want to be moved as much as you want, your eyes are red.

The Zen master smiled, "What a good boy, thank you for understanding...you haven't answered my question yet."

Strength interprets your devil-level eyes if you change the subject and I will press you again.

Qin Yu was silent for three seconds, his eyes drifted behind the clump of bamboo, as if he could really see a figure sitting there. ． ．

She said softly: "Jia Yemian has been the driving force for the younger generation to practice Taoism since childhood, and has promoted the younger generation to forge ahead."

Zen master: "Is it like that carrot hanging in front of a donkey?"

Qin Yu's face froze, looking at the Zen master was like looking at a devil.

And Jiaojiao had already turned over, facing the crowd with her tortoise shell, while she was buried in Qin Yu's belly and twitched.

Sorry, I just laughed out loud.

Chutz lowered his head and pressed the bridge of his nose to avoid showing his uncontrollable smile.