The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Fang Zheng put down his pen. He didn't know how he wrote, but he finished writing, and the rest had little to do with him. Winning or losing also became less important. Founder announced a Buddhist slogan, and while no one noticed him, he strode into the temple and closed the temple door. The Buddhist temple hasn't been cleaned up yet.

Fang Zheng sang the Buddha's horn, awakening several people, but when several people woke up, they found that Fang Zheng was gone!

People go, pens stay, words stay!

A few people looked at each other, their eyes were full of shock!

When Ouyang Huayu wrote, they also looked at it, and the sight of the weeds dancing with weeds had already shocked them. However, what Founder's writing turned out to be was a picture scroll!

The charm of poems is perfectly expressed. It doesn't feel like looking at writing, but watching a huge movie! After the heartbreak, it is endless!

Fat people and monkeys don't understand words, can't say one, two or three of them, but instinctively feel that Founder gives them a better feeling!

Wu Changxi and Jing Yan understood the characters. The two looked at each other, and Wu Changxi smiled. Jing Yan swallowed hard, thinking about what she was saying just now, her face flushed, she just felt helpless! Without reading the words, she also knows that Founder's mood is more than one grade higher than Ouyang Huayan! It's just that she is not good at commenting, everything depends on the final result.

Wu Changxi and Jing Yan still couldn't hold back their curiosity, glanced at the words written by Founder, and then the eyes of both of them glared to the maximum at the same time, unable to extricate themselves for a long time!

Seeing this, the fat man and the monkey came together, and after a glance, they lost their sight. The two did not understand the words, but they could still see the words, they were beautiful! atmosphere! solemn! Words like dragons are like Buddhas. They are thick and tolerant in the atmosphere, but they are hidden sharp, as if to say, Buddhism is good.

Several people were petrified again.

Everyone was surrounded by praises from Ouyang Huayu. Ouyang Huayu was very satisfied with the sight in front of him. Although he knew that this would make him complacent, no one could stop the bombardment of sugar-coated shells. No one did not like to listen to good words. . The most important thing is that Ouyang Huazhen is extremely arrogant. He thinks he can fully bear these words!

Ouyang Fenghua clutched Ouyang Huayi's arm, proud of her pride, her eyes were full of stars.

Cui Jin grinned and talked with everyone.

Jiang Songyun and Sun Yiying were among them, and they had a good conversation. As for Founder, he had long been forgotten.

At this moment, Cai Fang finished interviewing Sun Yiying and planned to see what happened to Fang Zheng's side. The result ...

"Little monk is gone!"

"Ok?"

"what?"

"Run ?!" At that moment, everyone thought this thought subconsciously in the head, and cried at the same time.

"This little monk, too unduly responsible, just ran away like this?"

"Just this master?"

"Haha ... let's just say, he will definitely give up, and this is the answer!"

Seeing this, Ouyang Huan hummed and said, "I don't know what is called, it's really shameful!"

Ouyang Fenghua also pursed her mouth, "This guy, really ... is so beautiful as I just said, and in the end I ran away."

"It's called slick tongue. If you look for your boyfriend in the future, don't look for this kind of fancy waste, you know?" Ouyang Hua shouted.

Ouyang Fenghua Qiao blushed and coquettishly said, "Daddy, I'm still young ..."

"Run? How can this work? I'll catch him out!" After talking about the big cake face, he ran to the gate of the temple and snorted!

This burst of sound awakened the four who were looking at the characters.

"What are you doing ?!" The fat man roared, and tore up the big pie face.

The big cake face was about to get angry. When he looked at the fat man's back and back, his big eyes immediately wilted, but he still wanted to save his face and said, "What are you doing? The monk isn't playing, and he's running! Why am I asking him out?"

"Which dog do you see the master running away? The master has finished writing, are you blind?" Cried the fat man.

"What? The little monk finished writing?" Everyone was stunned, and the pie face was aggressive. He saw Founder's absence, and thought that Founder had run away.

But Dapan's face was still unconvinced: "Okay, I'll see what the little monk wrote about crooked dates and cockroaches!"

Ouyang Huayu over there also heard the words here, but still did not have the meaning of the past look, deep disdain in his eyes, said lightly: "A farce is finally over."

Jiang Songyun and Sun Yiying looked at each other, Jiang Songyun said: "Since the young monk has finished writing, then I announce the result, this scene ..."

"Announce? Jiang Songyun, do you want to shame? You have announced the master's words before you say it?" Wu Changxi cried directly at Jiang Songyun's nose.

"What's so nice about this word? How good can a person who has never used a writing brush write? Wu Changxi, don't hold your last hope. This time, you lose." Road.

"Lose? I'm afraid to lose? Jiang Songyun, I don't know how to lose face, but I don't know, but if you are so messy, believe it or not, I'll take everything here to the major newspapers in the country tomorrow! Let's see who it is. Shame! "Cried Wu Changxi.

Jiang Songyun said with an angry expression: "Okay! Wu Changxi, I will look at the words of this little monk, let you lose your conscience!"

After that, Jiang Songyun stepped forward, looked down, and boomed!

Jiang Songyun only felt blank in his mind, as if he saw a Buddha writing in the sky! One stroke at a time, the dragon dances empty! The sight that the monkeys and others saw before was perfectly presented in his mind ... Such a perfect word, he saw it in his life! The subconscious eyes are red ...

"Haha ... how ugly is this monk's word? They all cried President Jiang ugly." Da Bian laughed wildly.

"I'll take a look too." Sun Yiying walked over as he talked, bowing his head ... and crying ...

"What's the matter? I'm crying ugly again?" Everyone didn't know why.

Song Ergou stepped up and looked down, wow shouted, one leaned back and sat on the ground, then turned to lie on the ground, scratching his head: "Meet the Buddha! Don't blame the Buddha ..."

"Pretend to be a ghost! Isn't there a serious person in this village?" Said Ouyang Hua, who saw Song Ergou's actions so exaggerated and angry. Take a step forward and press it on the Founder's word, you must lift it up and see!

As soon as his eyes fell, Ouyang Huayan's eyes straightened! The magnificent scene reappears. What kind of artistic conception is needed to write such a magnificent character?

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