"Mr. Lou?" Ou Man, who came over early with a cage, saw Lou Cheng's strange face and shouted softly.

Lou Cheng came back to his senses suddenly, put down his phone, squeezed out a smile and said:

"Just put it down, you go and get what you want to eat. ”

Auman adhered to the professional creed of never talking about things that should not be asked, smiled and nodded, and turned to leave.

Lou Cheng picked up a quicksand bag, took a bite of it, and was about to flip the page with one hand, looking at the comments under the headline message, but saw "Queen Luo" Ning Zitong wearing a white sportswear, with a towel around his neck, and came in energetically.

"Just eat?" Ning Zitong greeted with a smile, and then remembered something, "The 'Dragon King' will not be able to return until next week to do restorative tempering, and the second round of the competition still depends on us." ”

Lou Cheng breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, subconsciously touched the corners of his mouth that was still faintly painful, and said in a brisk tone:

"Sister Ning, I'm fine!"

"Is it really no problem? That's going north to Zhaofeng and challenging Daxing Temple!" Ning Zitong asked with a smile, and pulled a chair and sat down.

I wiped it, I forgot that the opponent in the next round is Daxing Temple, and it is their home field! Lou Cheng was stunned for a few seconds, and pretended to be indifferent:

"I've been looking forward to it for a long time. ”

Daxing Temple belongs to the ability to compete for the "first in the world" of the strong forces, although in the outside evaluation is slightly inferior to the Dragon and Tiger Club and Shangqing Sect, but also not to be underestimated, the abbot monk Fa Yuan is his own master's generation, now fifty have seven, practice "closed Zen", he has a great heart, in the past has won two titles, although old, but the foundation is strong, "Ming Wang" Zhihai is the most outstanding representative of the new generation of martial artists, less than twenty-eight years old, has been given the title of "super product" and "king", is expected to create its own era, "living Buddha" Shishan has mastered the "mystery of reincarnation", accumulated from generation to generation, and the spirit is terrifying, and it is the most difficult to deal with without a title.

This is almost the main lineup of two "super first-class" strengthened potential, the combination of "Dragon King", "Queen Luo" and "Optimus Prime" can still outperform them by half, after Long Zhen left, no matter the coach Lu Yan or himself to make up, after all, it is a little worse, the two sides are on the same level, and now the "Dragon King" is recuperating from injury, the opponent's home field, the difficulty can be imagined!

"Nice mentality. Ning Zitong took a normal bowl of noodles from the assistant's hand, and said with a chuckle, "When the time comes, you can play to your heart's content, anyway, it's not our home field, you can dismantle it as you want, and destroy it as you want." ”

How long is this stalk going to be played? Lou Cheng sneered, and deliberately diverted the topic, "Sister Ning, why do you eat such a small bowl of noodles?"

The size of a normal person's rice bowl is not enough for me to stuff my teeth!

"There are several bowls in the back. Ning Zitong ate a lot of noodles without making a stinging sound, and pointed to the assistant who was waiting in front of the noodle window.

"Why don't you get it together? It's so easy to use that kind of basin. Lou Cheng casually answered.

Ning Zitong gave him a blank look:

"Noodles aren't good enough to sit out for too long, and you think I'm the kind of person who eats with a big pot?"

Image, understand? image!

I'm the one who eats in a big pot...... Lou Cheng was speechless for a while.

............

Zhaofeng City, Bodhi Mountain, Daxing Temple.

Zhike monk Zhijing stepped into the abbot's monastery and saluted to the monk Fayuan who was sitting on the futon:

"Abbot, there is something to tell you. ”

Fa Yuan was wearing a yellow monk's robe, wearing a big red robe, describing a withered tree, the corners of his eyes, mouth, and nose were drooping, but there was no wrinkle on his face, his eyes were kind and calm, deep and hidden, everyone looked at it, and could only see his own figure.

As soon as Zhijing's words fell, he reached out and pulled out one of the stacks of paper cards placed next to him, and placed it across his chest.

On it are written two large ink-colored characters and a question mark that stretches as much as possible:

"What?"

Zhijing has long been accustomed to this mode, who told his abbot to practice "closed-mouth meditation", he considered the following language:

"Abbot, the reporters who came today strongly asked to interview you, and they went straight to Haizili. ”

What's wrong with those guys, don't you know what silence is?

Fa Yuan didn't have a strange look, as if he had already knew, his eyes showed a bit of compassion, he took a blank sign and wrote a few words:

"Let Shishan and Zhihai pass, Lao Gao still has homework to do. ”

"Yes, Abbot, I'll go find Zhihai and Senior Brother Shishan immediately. Zhijing took a closer look and folded his hands.

The corners of Fa Yuan's mouth hooked slightly, and he pulled out another one from the stack of cards, which read:

"I want a late-night snack, I want a late-night snack, I want a late-night snack. ”

Zhijing's eyes widened and he was stunned.

Fa Yuan frowned, as if he understood something, and hurriedly threw away the sign and drew a new one, and there was a cloud on it:

"The old man asked Shishan to help tidy it up before. ”

No wonder...... The abbot wrote this content in advance, and he still knows a lot about the temperament of Shishan's junior disciples...... Zhijing suddenly realized.

Fa Yuan nodded lightly and pulled out a new sign from the original position:

"Good, good, good. ”

This word is slightly ugly, like a child's graffiti, and it is not the same style as just now.

Then the disciple left first. Zhijing couldn't help but smile and saluted.

Fayuan picked up the top sign and said with six words with a rigorous and majestic structure:

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south. ”

When Zhijing exited the meditation room and closed the door, Fa Yuan hurriedly waved his robe, rolled up the signs, and let them fall separately to present their respective contents.

With a glance, he saw the "funny" expressions that had been printed, and he saw the emojis" (??? _??)” Wait, his lips moved a few times, and he almost opened.

............

Out of the abbot's meditation room, Zhijing looked at the sky, and walked around the kitchen with ease, and sure enough, he saw the fat and tall "living Buddha" Shishan staring inside, swallowing saliva, as if he couldn't wait.

"Senior Brother Shishan, the abbot has something to order. Zhijing said with a smile.

"What's the matter?" Se Seon didn't turn his head.

"Let you go for an interview, by the way, you can help inform Senior Brother Zhihai. "Zhijing goes straight to the point.

"Not available. Shishan smelled the fragrance of the steamed buns that were about to come out of the cage, and waved his big hand.

Zhijing put his hands behind his back, took two steps, and said with a smile:

"This time the reporter came very much, and we prepared a lot of tea and fruit snacks for entertainment, all of which are the best choice. ”

"Where?" said Seseon, turning sharply.

"Mingshin-in. Zhijing couldn't help but laugh out loud, "They first wanted to interview the abbot, who are these people, don't you know that the abbot practices closed-mouth meditation? By the way, senior brother Shishan, why do you have to practice closed-mouth meditation when you practice his heart through meditation? Haha, of course, you don't count, you are a senior, a senior, a senior, a senior. ”

Shishan's face, which was full of horizontal flesh and slightly "swollen", flashed with a bit of exclamation:

"There are gains and losses, well, he has a great heart, it is better to have a closed mouth Zen. ”

"Why?" Zhijing looked curious.

Neither the abbot nor the world good has ever used his heart in front of his fellow disciples.

"You really want to know?" Se-sun asked with a strange expression.

"Yes!" Zhijing nodded hurriedly.

Shishan's voice became low:

"I must want to know this kind of thing, what don't you dare, what kind of mystery is this glutton. ”

Zhijing's face changed, and he waved his hand in a panic and said:

"I, I didn't think so!"

The corners of Shishan's mouth twitched slightly, and he continued to speak:

"Amitabha, he is really capable, he can really hear the words of my heart...... That's okay, I secretly scolded him so many times as a glutton, saying that he didn't look like a living Buddha at all. ”

Zhijing's mouth opened, wanting to say something, but in the end he couldn't speak.

Shishan kindly helped him and added:

"I'll get out!

Before the words fell, Zhijing lifted his sleeve robe, covered his face, and left in a hurry.

"Look, at this time, do you want me to practice the 'Silence Meditation'?" Looking at Zhijing's back, Shishan shook his head and smiled, not angry at all because the other party often slandered himself in his heart.

As soon as he entered the gate, he saw the "Ming King" Zhihai standing under the two Bodhi trees.

This world-famous young monk wears a white monk's robe, has a handsome baby face, and often smiles at the corners of his mouth, giving people a feeling of sunshine, cheerfulness, politeness and closeness.

At this time, he was looking at the top of the Bodhi tree, lost in thought, and did not know what he was thinking.

Shishan didn't try to listen to the words in the other party's heart, this is not only his own restraint, he can let go and take it, and not indulge, but also the other party's heart and spiritual cultivation.

When he first became a young man, he had heard the "thoughts" of Senior Brother Zhihai and found that he belonged to the kind of person who was united in his mind, practicing when he was practicing, eating when he ate, and there were almost no distractions.

Of course, he will also think about it a lot of times, such as now, but due to his strong spiritual cultivation, he can only listen to a general idea and lack details.

Sensing Shishan's arrival, Zhihai retracted his gaze, turned his head, and said with a smile like the sun shining through the clouds:

"I suddenly felt a little disgusted with myself just now. ”

"What do you dislike?" Shishan asked rhetorically.

"I can explore profits, colors, and all kinds of things, but I still care about my name, and I am very ashamed for a while. Zhihai shook his head and smiled, as if he was talking about someone else's business.

"Now that you're in it, it's better to experience it. Shi Shanyu replied sharply.

"Why?" Zhihai frowned slightly.

"Where did you come from?" Shi Shanzhi said casually, and then said, "The abbot asked us to go to Mingxin Temple for an interview. ”

Zhihai nodded thoughtfully, and followed Shishan to Mingxin Temple.

When it was over, they first went to the abbot's meditation room and reported their passing.

"Come on, it's more convenient. Zhihai smiled and said to the world.

"Okay. Shishan walked to the side of the monk Fayuan and sat down on a futon at random.

The meditation room was suddenly clear, and after a few minutes of staring at each other, Shishan patted the monk's robe, stood up with a fat body, broke the silence, and said to Zhihai:

"The report is over. ”

And I was taught a lesson......

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