The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

"This is a wolf? How so big ?!" Zhang Zi exclaimed.

"It's really a wolf. Depending on the breed, it should be the Northeast wolf, but this guy is different from the Northeast wolf ..." Da Shu said.

"Can it be different, this head, the world's largest North American wolf is not so big," Yingzi said in shock.

"Woohoo ..." said Dumb.

Uncle Da said: "The dumb said, this wolf was lying on the Drum Tower before. Suddenly came to us, this wolf is fast."

"Uncle Da, Uncle Dumber made a few noises, how can you hear so much?" Yingzi asked curiously.

"Actually, he didn't say anything. His pronunciation just reminded me that he wanted to express his meaning. After decades of being together, what he thought, I knew it with a glance. Nothing strange ... The guy in front of him didn't seem to be too Want us to go up. "Uncle Da said in disapproval.

"No, the bell tower of the temple does not let the superior? This temple is not so low. Other temples have pilgrims hit the bell for prayer." Zhang Zidao.

"Uncle Da, what should we do now?" Yingzi asked.

Uncle Da shook his head and said, "Let's go and look into the temple."

Although Yingzi and Zhangzi were a little reconciled, both Uncle Da and Dumb had gone, and the two had to keep up. Zhang Zi glanced at the lone wolf fiercely, but the lone wolf glared at him instead, grinning, leaking the fangs, scaring Zhang Zi to run away, and muttering, "This wolf is evil, as if it can understand me. "

"The wolf is very spiritual. Don't provoke him. The big size, we don't have a guy in our hands, it really irritates him, we all have to explain here. After all, they are beasts, they do n’t understand personnel, and the host ca n’t sentence him. Uncle Da.

Zhang Zi nodded again and again, afraid to provoke the lone wolf.

Behind him, the lone wolf lay on the ground facing Zhang Zi, with his limbs retracted and his tail raised.

Zhang Zi is surprised, is this posture so strange? It looks a little familiar, two legs on the left, two legs on the right, the middle ... grass!

Zhang Zis second understood the meaning of the lone wolf, and immediately scolded him, ran for several years, and was even despised by a wolf!

"Zhangzi, what's wrong?" Yingzi asked when Zhangzi scolded someone.

Zhang Zi said: "This dead wolf scolds me!"

Yingzi heard the sound, and saw the lone wolf turned over long ago, lying there lazily, looking innocent and casual.

Yingzi smiled bitterly: "Zhangzi, are you stupid? How can a wolf scold you? You can't even speak?"

"He has a **** to me." Zhang Zi said.

"Well ... your brain seems to be out of order, you tell me how its claw is better than the middle finger?" Yingzi was amused.

"Okay, pick up some tricks for your girl, use your brain, and make such useless things all day long. You deserve to be a single dog for life." Uncle Da reprimanded.

Zhang Zi suddenly felt aggrieved. He wanted to say, "It really scolds me ..." Unfortunately, he didn't dare to say this, he couldn't explain clearly, he explained too much, and he became mentally ill. In fact, Zhang Zi felt dazzled.

Yingzi rolled her eyes, apparently expressing dissatisfaction with Da Shu's words.

A few people entered the temple, and the dumb suddenly grabbed Uncle Da and pointed at the linden tree in front of him, his face was incredible.

Uncle Da looked carefully and called: "Hell, a linden tree has grown on the top of a mountain in the Northeast? This ... this thing didn't freeze to death!"

"Uncle Da, is this really a linden tree?" Yingzi and Zhangzi were also aggressive.

Uncle Da said: "I have never seen anything when I traveled north and south, but I have never seen anyone who grew up in the north. Looking at the soil on the ground, they are all old soil. It has been a year, and no work has been done. It has been renovated. It ’s been a long time. It ’s not a new one. It ’s really a ghost. Is the linden so cold-resistant? ”

"Maybe, this temple will keep it warm in winter," Zhang Zidao said.

"Get off! You can protect yourself, the roots can't be protected. One winter, the roots are frozen and rotten, and you still live a fart. A bell of great value, a linden tree living in the northeast, this temple is small, pleasantly surprised But it's not small. "Uncle Da sighed.

"Amitabha, isn't the donor a native?" Just then, a Buddhist horn sounded.

Uncle Da noticed that there was still a monk standing under the bodhi tree. Seeing this monk's eyebrows clear and bright, his eyes were bright and bright like a star. When the whole person went to that station, he felt a bright feeling in his heart. As if this monk himself would shine!

"The little mage's eyes are so good. We are not natives. We came from the south. Hearing the bells, drums, smells, disturbed." After seeing Founder, Uncle Da didn't play tricks, but looked very courtesy. However, the arrogance in his bones is destined not to make him like other people, and the other party has a hint of lowering his posture.

Founder didn't take it seriously, all beings are equal, and he didn't plan to be superior, and laughed: "It's not to be disturbed, the temple is open, and pilgrims are welcome, it should be."

"Mage, if you don't understand something, can you ask?" Da Shu said.

Founder Road: "The donor is just asking."

"I've been to many temples, and others' temples also have bells and drums, but they beat the bells in the morning, then beat the drums, and then go to the morning class. In the evening, they first beat the drums and then the bells, then hit the board, and go out to rest. Your temple, but bells and drums are ringing together? As far as I know, bells and drums ringing generally means that there is an emergency in the temple, so it will be knocked like this. But after I arrived, the temple was peaceful and nothing seemed to happen. Ah. "Uncle Da said.

Founder was surprised, what could he say? He could say that the first time he hit the drum, he did intend to strike the drum first, then the bell. But not! If this drum beats 108 first, it is estimated that everyone will be disgusted! People in the temple are okay, what about people under the mountain? Although the system said, this drum sound is not very useful to people under the mountain, but that is the standard of the system. Founder had heard the squirrels go down the mountain. Although the effect was very slight, 108 consecutive shots was enough to make ordinary people uncomfortable ... A short period of time was okay and the time was long. It is estimated that his drum tower will be demolished.

In addition, Founder's drumming is not easy, and the oncoming magic is not so restrained. Without the restraint of bells, the Founder asked himself. After knocking down 108, he estimated that he would also be hard to vomit.

Therefore, the bells and drums mingling together is the knocking method of Yizhi Temple.

But he can't say this ...

"Uncle Da, the small mountain temple, I don't know what it is called Chen Zhong Mu Gu, just for fun and follow the blind knock." Fang Zheng didn't answer, Zhang Zi couldn't help it.

Uncle Da glanced at Zhang Zi, and Zhang Zi stopped talking.

Founder smiled, folded his hands: "Amitabha."

Seeing Founder so, he thought that Founder really didn't understand it, so he did so, and he looked down on it. According to him, all the regular temples are a bit inherited, how can they not understand the most basic things? I do n’t understand this, it ’s just like a monk who does n’t read the most basic scriptures.

"It seems that this is not a regular temple, and there is no inheritance behind it. This is a good thing ..." Uncle Da had a calculation in his mind. He asked these things, not blindly. In a few words, he set out what he wanted to know.