The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

In fact, it is true that Fang Zhengqi is not too light. If it is not repeatedly warned by the system, the offense will be deducted and impotence will be required! Founder has cut out a slab and shot it ...

Just then, a quiet voice came: "Okay, Ma Juan, Zhao Datong, don't talk about it. People just said a word, but didn't say that we should spend money. Let's deal with others. . "

When Founder heard it, his heart warmed, and he said, "Sure enough, there is still a fair person. No wonder this girl looks beautiful, nice and beautiful!"

However, Founder regretted it the next moment.

I only listened to Fang Yunjing continued: "Ah, it's a pity that the monk had a good skin, inherited the temple, did not practice the Dharma, and learned something that was deceiving ..."

Founder burst into tears and said, "I'm more wrong than Dou E! Who did I lie to? Paralyzed, say a kind reminder, that's it? As for?"

"Ding! This is why Tang Sanzang took the true scriptures and paid for it. How can the Buddha ’s words be passed on lightly? If it is passed on lightly, it will be worthless and not even appreciated."

"System brother, this time you finally said a word of man! Yeah, I won't talk about arbitrariness in the future, some people deserve to be deserved of crime." Fang Zhengqi hummed.

"Ding! Friendship reminder, saving lives to win a seventh-level floating slaughter is a great merit! It can add a lot of points."

"What? She will die?" Founder frowned.

"Ding! It's difficult to walk along Shanshan Road. If she is seriously injured and cannot help her, she can't live down the mountain."

"It's ... forget it, my adults don't remember the villains. Besides, the temple was renovated. If you die, you don't have to think about incense in the future ..." Fang Zheng sighed and turned away.

When Founder returned, Zhao Datong was standing under the bodhi tree, touching the trunk, and wondering, "It's weird, this is a real bodhi tree. Why did it germinate in the autumn? Is this product looking for death?" Sure enough, it is a species from the south. He is unfamiliar with the climate of the north.

Seeing that Fang Zheng was back, Zhao Datong immediately watched Fang Zheng vigilantly and asked, "Little monk, what are you doing here? Tell you, we don't tell the fortune, don't burn incense, just look!"

Fang Zheng smiled indifferently: "You have to tell a fortune, and I can't do it for you. You have to burn incense for the table, ordinary incense is free, high incense is 200 yuan, and you can burn it if you want." After that, Zhao Datong, who looked stunned, found Fang Zheng standing in front of the step where Ma Juan would be hit. After thinking about it, he took off his shoes and put it in the place where Ma Juan would be hit.

It's almost winter, and Founder's shoes are also cotton. It's a little hot, but it's a little cold if you're not wearing it. Fang Zheng originally planned to take off the monk's robe and put it there, but after thinking about it, most of the time, he would be treated as a hooligan, and he would be beaten by the hot temper. As for going back to the backyard to get something, he was too lazy to go ...

"Little monk, what are you doing?" Zhao Datong looked at Fang Zheng puzzledly.

Founder Road: "The secret cannot be leaked. This is my temple. What I do naturally has my reason. Don't touch my things ..."

After Founder finished speaking, he suddenly froze. The screen flashed in his eyes, and he saw that Zhao Datong slipped on his feet and fell off the mountain road. Fortunately, this guy is as strong as a cow. At a critical moment, he grabbed a branch, which did not directly kill him, but he was stuck in the air, unable to come up, and not going down.

"Little monk, what do you look at me like this? I tell you, I don't like men!" Zhao Datong's gaze was squared, and looked a little hairy.

Fang Zheng smiled slightly, glanced at Zhao Datong again, shook his head, and turned to leave. Zhao Datong was full of hair with that "passionate" look.

Founder walked and said, "Don't move my shoes, otherwise you will be fined five hundred!"

"Why don't you grab it ?!" Zhao Datong yelled, but Founder had a sentence that was right. This is his temple. Zhao Datong can't take him no matter how strong he is. However, Zhao Datong kept his eyes open and sneered, "You are deliberately letting Yunjing kick them, and then take advantage of this opportunity to make unlucky money, right? With me, do n’t think about it, I am watching here, watching you What tricks can you play! "

Just then, Ma Juan, Fang Yunjing and Hu Han saw the Bodhisattva and came out. Ma Juan walked in the forefront and said with a disgusted look: "It turned out to be a son of Guanyin, depressed. We don't even have a boyfriend, can we still ask for a child? That's enough ..."

While talking, Ma Juan lifted her leg, but her heels did not keep up, her body crooked, and she screamed, "Ah!"

"Be careful!" Zhao Datong was startled, and he reminded that it was too late.

Huh!

Ma Juan slammed into the steps, turned over and lay on the ground, covering her head, and shouted: "Oh, how painful! Hey ... what is it? It smells so bad ..." In complaining, Ma Juan will I just grabbed something I bumped into, and it turned out to be a shoe, which suddenly became hot; "Who has no public morality? The shoes are still littered?"

"This is a poor monk." Just then, a bald head appeared in front of Ma Juan, and then took off her shoes. When she came back to God, she quickly got up and scolded, but Fangzheng walked fast, entered the Buddhist temple in three steps, and went to the back hall.

Ma Juan was unhappy, whispering something like breaking a temple, breaking a monk or something.

On the other side, Zhao Datong looked at Fang Zheng's departure in shock, his mind constantly flashing the scene of the scene just now, Fang Zheng took off his shoes, set them up, and then Ma Juan bumped into it ... Is this a coincidence? ? Zhao Datong wanted to say that it was a coincidence, but before that, Founder had said that Ma Juan had a **** disaster. If Founder doesn't put the shoes there, it depends on the hardness of the edges of the steps, I'm afraid Ma Juan is already bleeding. Isn't this the disaster of bloodlight?

Not only was Zhao Datong in a daze, Zhao Yunjing froze, looked at the steps on the ground, looked at Ma Juan's forehead, and looked back at the disappeared Founder, and asked Zhao Datong: "Zhao Datong, we come I didn't see a shoe here when I was here. Where did this shoe come from? "

Zhao Datong smiled bitterly: "I said, you may not believe it, it's that little ... Keke, the host deliberately came over and took off a shoe and put it on the steps."

"Intentionally put it on me? Or is it disgusting to me?" Ma Juan exclaimed angrily.

At this moment, when Founder was happy to bloom, the moment Ma Juan hit his shoes, he received a notification from the system.

"Ding! Save your life to win a seven-level floating slaughter. The system rewards you with a chance to draw for free, with encouragement!"

Founder immediately laughed: "So there's still such a benefit? Why didn't you say it earlier? Well, don't draw the lottery yet, there is still a chance for the lottery to wait for me to pick it up. It ’s important to save me. It ’s important to save people. I wo n’t talk nonsense to you. What about the family ’s rope? ”