Chapter 645: Wine and Meat Monk

Seeing that Ji Guizong was so calm, the little beauty was shocked, could it be that the place where the old man touched himself just now was not deliberate?

However, despite thinking so, the little girl still blushed and said, "Old man, you better settle the bill quickly." ”

Well, although the other party is an old man in his seventies and eighties, and he doesn't look like a threat to himself, but that's a man! This makes the thin-skinned little girl a little unacceptable, and she is now only thinking about asking Ji Guizong to pay the bill quickly, and then she can go back to work.

Ji Guizong didn't stalk when he heard this, anyway, he had enough of the advantage he should have~

Therefore, the old man happily took out his wallet, bought the bill, and before leaving, he smiled at the little girl: "The little girl is very lucky, and she will be a boy in the future." ”

Well, this old guy was just taking advantage of it before leaving, but the little girl's face turned even redder, and she lowered her head and didn't dare to speak, until Ji Guizong left.

took advantage of other people's little girls, Ji Guizong's heart was beautiful, he was a little floating when he walked, recalling the feeling just now, Ji Guizong's heart was hey and straight, although it was not very soft and a little hard, but it was really warped.

"Uncle Shi, so you are here?" Just when Ji Guizong was in the daytime, a little monk suddenly came to his side, the little monk was not very old, white and pure, and he looked clever and tight, but at this time, the little monk's face was a sigh of relief, Ma Dan, the labor and capital went to buy a candy, in a blink of an eye, Ma Dan, it's gone!

This can make the little monk anxious, look for it, but I can't find it, so I can only use a stupid way, wait in place!

"Alas~ Don't call me my uncle, they all call me old, and besides, I'm no longer a Buddhist... Hiccup..."Ji Guizong said unhappily when he heard this, and then gave a wine burp.

Think about it, what does the burp taste of a person who has just drunk a large four-pound bottle of wine comparable to alcohol of this degree?

Sure enough, when Ji Guizong's wine burp came out, the little monk instantly covered his nose, frowned and said, "Uncle Shi, you are secretly drinking again!"

"What do you mean by stealing a drink! I'm drinking openly, okay!" Ji Guizong dared to do it, and shouted directly without hesitation when he heard the words.

"But... But wine is the first precept of Buddhism, Uncle Shi, you are like this, isn't it okay?" the little monk still maintained the action of pinching his nose when he heard this, but his mouth was reasonable.

"What is the first precept of Buddhism! I'm not a monk anymore, okay?

"But..."The little monk had the heart to refute when he heard this, but he hadn't read a few Buddhist scriptures and didn't have a deep understanding of Buddhism, so when facing Ji Guizong's crooked reasoning, he couldn't refute it even if he had the heart.

"What's the matter! You ask you, when you came, did you inquire about the things that the blind dates asked you to inquire about?" Ji Guizong waved his hand a little impatiently, the most annoying thing in his life was the person who persuaded him not to drink.

"Well, inquire, the person who helped us in Qingshan Village was made by an organization called the Lin Charity Foundation, and its founder was called Lin Tian, a first-class rich man in China. "When it comes to business, the little monk is no longer entangled in the previous problems.

"Well, very good! We came down this time, one is to take a look at the prosperity outside, but we have one of the most important tasks, to thank our fellow villagers for this foundation. Ji Guizong was very happy to see that he had successfully changed the topic, and he also emphasized the content of this mission again.

"Got it. The little monk was also a little irritable, he had heard Ji Guizong say these words eight hundred and sixty times, and his ears were almost long!

If Lin Tian was here, he would definitely sigh that this world was so coincidental, who would have thought that the old drunkard who was attracted with a bottle of wine would have the ultimate goal of finding Lin Tian?

So why did they look for Lin Tian? It turned out that Ji Guizong did not have this ability for no reason, he used to be a monk, of course, he was not a monk of a big temple, if it was said that before, although their temple could not be compared with Shaolin, but it was also fully functional, and had its own martial arts inheritance, but with the development of the times, the temple began to decline, and now, the entire temple inside and outside is only a few fingers.

And this temple, also because it is located in the mountains, the transportation is inconvenient, but it has not developed, around the temple, there are also several small villages, villages in the mountains, in addition to the inconvenient transportation, you can imagine what kind of life it is, and then, the charity foundation established by Lin Tian helped those mountain villages, so that they gradually have vitality, no, the simple villagers want to thank Lin Tian, and then, there is Ji Guizong and the little monk out of the mountain.

It just so happened that the temple wanted to send the little monk out to school, and Ji Guizong, as an existence that was even older than the abbot, was actually a childlike child, and his reputation was to practice Hongchen, so he also followed, and his money was also the savings accumulated by the temple over the years.

"Uncle Shi, I think we should forget it. The little monk said suddenly.

"How?"

"I don't think people look down on this basket of eggs that the villagers put together. The little monk scratched his head, and then looked at the bamboo basket he carried all the way, even if he knew that this basket of eggs was also the most valuable object that the villagers could take out.

"Although the courtesy is light, the affection is heavy, if you don't try, how will you know if it will work?" Ji Guizong began the daily education of children.

"Well..."

"Well... ~" Ji Guizong smiled with satisfaction when he saw this, then patted the little monk's shoulder and said, "Let's go." ”

"Good..."

After walking for about ten minutes...

"Uncle Shi, I'm hungry..."The little monk said as he touched his belly with the bamboo basket that was taller than others.

"Hungry? There's a noodle shop there, let's go there." Ji Guizong looked around when he heard this, and then he saw a restaurant with a good environment, and then smiled.

"I want to eat that! the one that is common on TV!" the little monk did not answer, but pointed his hand to a big sign in the distance.

And the big sign reads: KFC...

"If you don't learn well at a young age, it's meat, do you know? Is it something that you, a little monk, can eat?" Seeing this, Ji Guizong knocked the little monk's little bald head angrily, and the latter covered his head in pain.

"Oops!"

The little monk screamed in pain, and then asked with tears in his eyes: "But Uncle Shizu, you just said that wine and meat have pierced the intestines, and the Buddha is sitting in his heart!"

"That's different, your Dharma hasn't reached the level of your uncle and ancestor, so you can't eat it. Ji Guizong said with a look of deceiving a child.

But the young monk still believed in this, and then innocently asked, "Then, when will I be able to reach the realm of my uncle and ancestor in Buddhism?"

Ji Guizong really wants to say that you can't reach the point where I am in your life, unless you are as direct as me...

"After you memorize all the scriptures in the Library Pavilion, you'll almost get started," Ji Guizong continued.

And when the little monk heard Ji Guizong's remarks, he was also slightly stunned, and then remembered the library in his temple... Well, there are at least tens of thousands of scriptures in it, right?

"Huh, how long is it going to take?" the little monk lost his fighting spirit in an instant...

"Well... Well, just eat a bowl of clear soup noodles. "Ji Guizong's heart is happy, this stupid boy is quite easy to deceive...

Then, under the inducement of Ji Guizong, the little monk ran to the restaurant in a daze and asked for a bowl of clear soup noodles, while Ji Guizong sat opposite him and drooled secretly from the golden roast chicken in a grill.

After the clear soup noodles came up, the little monk tasted the food of the outside world in small sips, and when he looked up by chance, he saw Ji Guizong staring in one direction in a daze, the little monk's heart moved, and he also looked over, well, the legs of the two big sisters who ate were so white!

"Uncle Shi, what are you looking at?" asked the little monk as he bit down on a handful of disposable chopsticks.

"Oh, I'm looking at that roast chicken. Ji Guizong said that he once became a monk, and as a monk, he naturally can't talk nonsense.

The little monk also looked over when he heard this, but because he had never been greasy since he was a child, he didn't feel anything.

"What's wrong with that roast chicken?"

"Alas... You don't have enough Buddhism to see it, and your uncle, ancestor, and I, since I was a child, have opened my eyes and can see the past and the future, and that roast chicken is a lot of sin!" Ji Guizong said pretendingly.

When the little monk heard this, it was called an envy! The heart said that it was not a loss to the master and uncle, and the Dharma was already so profound, 666!

"What should I do then?" asked the little monk in a daze.

"What should I do? Buddhism has clouds, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, Amitabha, since this roast chicken is deeply sinful, but regardless of its expression, it has the intention of repentance, so Uncle Shi thinks that it is necessary to go over and cross it!" Ji Guizong said that you are called a righteous Ling Ran.

As he spoke, Ji Guizong slapped the table and got up, strode directly to the oven, and then after a while, he came back with the roast chicken and sat in front of the little monk, and ate it without hesitation.

Seeing the fragrance of Ji Guizong's eating, the little monk swallowed his saliva, although he hadn't eaten it, but just smelling the taste, he couldn't stand it! Especially when he saw that in front of him was a bowl of clear soup noodles that didn't even have a green onion...

"Well... Is it delicious?"

"It's not delicious!" Ji Guizong said without raising his head when he heard this, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and he was still gnawing quickly.