Chapter 394: Bullying? [Ask for Subscription]
"Hold on, you can go back again. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoThere are monks everywhere here, you want to run around and be seen, what should you do?"
"Gotta get it...... Caution, caution, caution......, right? Master of Wisdom, it would be nice if you were the host. When the time comes, I'll be happy, I want to pick up girls, do whatever I want!"
"Be content, you weren't happy when I brought you to become a monk. "Smart Dao.
Zhiyun said with a smile: "At that time, didn't you know that being a monk was so good. I used to think that being a monk was the ancient Buddha of the Green Lantern, and I didn't even eat some oil and water. How do you know that brother you mix so well, such a big Nanfeng Temple, you can grab all the funds, tsk...... Your accounting certificate was really not in vain. However, the monks of Nanfeng Temple are really stupid, and they know that they can recite scriptures every day, as if they can be eaten as food. It's still cool for us, they chant scriptures, let's go down the mountain to listen to music, they eat fasting, we eat meat and drink wine, they don't look up when they see women, we can be regarded as invincible opponents all over the mountain, right?"
"Okay, okay, this kind of thing is done, don't talk about it!" Although the intelligence was reprimanding, there was also a smug look in his eyes. When he first became a monk, no one looked favorably on him. Many classmates said that he was stupid, and now he is more chic, who is more chic than him? Thinking of the numbers in his card, he sneered in his heart: "When I go back, buy the best house, the best car, open a company, and be a CEO, and let them understand who is the father when the time comes!"
"Okay, just don't say it. Brother, I really want to find a woman, look at the street, one by one with girlfriends, hooking shoulders, this is not showing off...... Is there any reason for this? A monk has come to show off!" Zhiyun suddenly scolded.
Zhizhi was stunned, and when he heard the sound, sure enough, a little monk in white and a very beautiful girl were sitting on the reception sofa of the hotel, saying this, at this time, the two didn't know what to say, and they looked at each other!
Zhiyun couldn't help it, and shouted sourly: "Senior brother, you see there is a wild monk over there, and he is still wearing a white monk's robe, doesn't he know that a monk can't wear a solid color monk's robe? Gee...... I don't know how his master taught him, isn't this ruining our Buddhism?"
When Fang Zheng heard this, his brows furrowed instantly, and he turned his head to look, only to see a fat monk with a fat head and big ears, following a monk with a fat head and big ears into the hotel, the monk in front of him seemed to be a little older, his eyes were always smiling, giving people a sense of kindness, wearing a yellow monk's robe, holding a string of prayer beads in his hand, giving people a good feeling. However, Fang Zheng always felt that this person was very fake......
The fat monk who followed behind was not tall, with a string of thick prayer beads hanging around his neck, and a black bag of material in his hand, and he didn't know what it contained. It was him who spoke, and the fat monk finished speaking, and he didn't forget to glance at Fang Zheng with a weird yin and yang spirit, but when he swept over Ouyang Fenghua, his eyes obviously paused.
Ouyang Fenghua was in a hurry, but he was suddenly scolded, and he became angry, shouting: "It's a pity that such a good hotel actually let dogs in and bite people indiscriminately." ”
When Zhiyun heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses, this is scolding him! So he said angrily: "You female donor, why are you scolding people indiscriminately?"
Ouyang Fenghua immediately turned into a cute smiling face, smiled, and asked with a little surprise: "Oh, am I scolding? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I thought I was scolding a dog." ”
"You...... Zhiyun suddenly became angry, and he opened his mouth to shout something, but he was pulled by Zhizhi, and the words that came to his mouth were swallowed back.
Zhizhi folded his hands, and the other party saluted Ouyang Fenghua and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk Nanfeng Temple is intelligent, this is the poor monk's junior brother Zhiyun, what is the name of this mage and donor?
As the so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, although Ouyang Fenghua felt that this monk was not like a good person, he didn't say anything, and stepped aside to hand it over to Fang Zheng to solve.
Fang Zheng smiled gently, folded his hands and saluted: "Poor monk, Fang Zheng, the presiding officer of Yizhi Mountain and Yizhi Temple, has seen the intelligent mage. ”
"One finger mountain and one finger temple?" The intelligent mage was stunned for a moment, and then looked thoughtful, his brows became more and more wrinkled, and finally he didn't know whether it was intentional or true, his voice was also raised, and he shook his head and said: "The poor monk has some knowledge of the major monasteries in the province, even if it is a small temple in the mountains and wilderness, the poor monk has also heard of it. But the poor monk searched all his memories, and he never heard of this temple. Could it be that the Master is the presiding officer of a large monastery outside the province?"
When this voice came out, the entire front hall could hear it clearly, and the waiter at the front desk and several monks who had just come down from the elevator all heard the sound and looked at it.
Zhiyun immediately responded: "When Senior Brother said this, I was so scared that I quickly flipped through the map and let me see, Yizhi Temple...... Search it, oops, there is no such temple. Could it be a big foreign temple? The presiding officer of a big foreign temple is rare!"
The brothers sang and harmonized, and their voices became higher and higher, attracting more people's attention, and it was clear that they were disgusting and square!
When Ouyang Fenghua heard this, she was immediately angry, but now that Fang was talking to the other party, she was not easy to speak, so she could only stare at the two fat monks with her most ferocious expression in the back!
Fang Zheng was also confused, he was sure that he didn't know these two monks, how could he be in trouble for no reason? Just as the so-called mud bodhisattva also has three points of fire, not to mention that Fang Zheng himself is not a high-ranking monk or a master of Wuwei. I didn't have a room to live in before, so I was uncomfortable, and now I'm being troubled again, and I'm even more unhappy.
But Fang Zheng also knew that people would be embarrassed by them if they didn't show their swords and guns, and he couldn't immediately point his nose and scold. What's more, he can't curse......
So Fang Zheng took a deep breath and asked with a smile, "In the eyes of the two masters, what kind of temple is a big temple, and what kind of temple is a small temple?"
Zhiyun, a disciple of the intelligent mage, smiled and said, "Are you asking my senior brother for advice?"
The intelligence was very cooperative, and he raised his head slightly, looking like a disciple of a master. In his opinion, Fang Zheng is not very old and must not have much knowledge. And he really hadn't heard of the temple, and he didn't find it on the map. Moreover, as far as he knows, the people who can be the presiding officers of the major monasteries are all elderly monks. Someone who was so young to be a host? Or a lie. Either it's that kind of small temple in the mountains, just three or two people...... This kind of small temple is not a temple at all in his eyes.