Joke to joke, these outsiders came to Yunshui Mountain for their own affairs, Zhou Yi naturally can't be lazy, not to mention that he hasn't shown his skills for many days, and he really has some skills, so he should be considered that these big monks have a mouthful.

After a while, the table was full of dishes cooked by Zhou Yi himself, and the eighteen great monks looked at it, only red, green, and white, with vegetables and tofu, but there was no meat.

Duoyu frowned: "Master Zhou, why don't you see meat?

"Hehe, let's try it first, don't make any judgments. ”

Zhou Yi hehe Zhile: "The so-called emptiness is color, color is emptiness, meat is vegetarian, vegetarian is meat, no chickens and ducks, no pigs and sheep, no vegetables and tofu, my table looks like a vegetarian dish, but in fact, it is Tibetan meat in the middle, which is suitable for all masters to study Buddhism deeply."

"I see, I see, so mysterious?"

It is estimated that it is because of the long-term isolation and otaku reading Buddhist scriptures, and the tone of the great monks is similar to that of the ancients. After listening to Zhou Yi's words, Duoyu was immediately overjoyed: "Little junior sister is not wrong in the introduction, Zhou Shizhu is really skillful! I'll have a cabbage first, woohoo, this is a big fish!"

"It's really fish, it's really fish, it's really fish, Amitabha, it's really fish!"

"This plate of cold noodles is actually made with fish lips?

"What is hidden in this silk is actually tamale, it is simply a whimsical idea, and the original sweet tamales are so delicious."

"Haha, and these tofu, although there is no meat, there is a strong smell of ham. Wow wow, it's still Joaquin's ham, a stroke of genius, a stroke of genius!"

"Amitabha, I think this wine is the best. The green color of the wine makes people's hearts shake, and it is the best test for our generation of cultivators. ”

Zhou Yi listened to the good guys, this group of great monks is not an ordinary foodie? All of them are grandmaster-level figures, and each one can fool more than the other; when the 'Alluring City Disaster Water' that can mess with sex and emotions reaches their mouths, it has actually become the only good remedy to promote cultivation, as if they can become a Buddha immediately after drinking a few more cups, which makes them embarrassed to ignore enough.

The big monks ate all the nonsense, and finally the tiger body was shocked, lying on the table on the table, drilling the bottom of the table to drill the bottom of the table to be the head of the eighteen Arhats, struggling to move to the sofa, with a red face and said: "Master Zhou is a good craft, in the future, I will follow today's grade" Before he finished speaking, he fell asleep on the sofa.

"It's a good thing, but it saves me the trouble of arranging accommodation. ”

Zhou Yizheng was worried about how to arrange the accommodation of the eighteen great monks, no matter how many guest rooms there were, they couldn't sleep so many bald heads? Now that they have found a place by themselves, let's just spend the night first, anyway, there is a central air conditioner in the villa, and they are not afraid of catching a cold.

After Zhou Yi got up on the second day, he was thinking about going to the kitchen to get some breakfast for the great monks, but he didn't want to go to the first floor, but he found eighteen great monks sitting in a row in the dining room, one holding a bowl of porridge, and they were eating happily.

Zhou Yi frowned, and said in his heart that these monks are not polite, and they have enough food and clothing to do it themselves? Seeing him coming, he greeted him with a smile and said, "Amitabha Buddha Zhou donor, I waited for the monks to get used to getting up early, so I took your rice to cook porridge without your consent, please don't mind?"

"Don't mind, I'm just about to try your masters' craft. Zhou Yigan walked to the table with a smile and filled himself a bowl. Not to mention, the monk's porridge is really first-class, and he doesn't have more than he can master.

"Amitabha, it's really good rice! Lord Zhou, I have an idea, this time to build Wangqi Peak for you, the salary is not needed, why don't you use this rice to convert the salary?"

The big monks drank one by one, and the bottom of the pot was facing the sky, but they still looked unsatisfied, and they all pouted and opened their mouths to discuss this matter with Zhou Yi.

You are not stupid, do you know how much I have a pound of rice? Zhou Yi shook his head when he heard it: "That's not possible." I have a limited amount of rice, but I don't have any extra to give to the masters, right, in your days in Yunshui Mountain, I promise that each person will have two or two meters per day, enough for you to boil porridge and drink, and after the project is completed, I will also donate enough sesame oil money to your temple, how about it?"

"Okay, it's naturally inconvenient for the monks to be strong, but can Master Zhou add more rice per person per day, three or two?"

How straight and sad faces. Their eighteen brothers are all mouthful, and now they have eaten this rice, how can they live in the future, it seems that they can only stay in Yunshui Mountain for a while, and the slower this project is done, the better, Amitabha, the Buddha forgives the sin, not the disciple is greedy, it is really the rice of the Zhou Shizhu's house is too delicious.

Fortunately, these eighteen poor arhats just like to eat, and they also know the truth that monks don't disturb the layman. After eating, the eighteen brothers who participated in Zen meditation, meditated, chanted scriptures, and practiced martial arts, but they were diligent and did not disturb Zhou Yi anymore, so that he could still have time to call Liu Wu and ask about the current situation of the leaves, and mentioned Liu Rongrong's 'early childhood education center' by the way, which was regarded as a foreshadowing first.

The monk who practices martial arts is called Duoli, who is as tall as the name of the law and is as tall as a black bear that has just jumped out of the old forest in the northeast. He practiced foreign kung fu, hard bridges and hard horses, full of power, and shouted "Hehe, ha!" while punching, he trampled the ground like a humanoid piledriver.

Zhou Yi sat in front of the purple bamboo forest, lying at his feet with a Jin official whose eyes were almost narrowed into a slit, and he looked at Duoli boxing without a glance, and wondered in his heart: "No wonder one person has eaten five bowls of porridge, what age is this when you dare to spend all your strength on this, you are just practicing as a great grandmaster, what use can you be?"

Although the almighty idler system also has the skills of 'Nine Turns Xuanjin' and 'Catching the Moon in the Clouds', they are all auxiliary in nature, even the meridian pile he often stands on is just an internal skill, and it is also the laziest kind; with his physical fitness, he has never thought about what boxing skills he wants to practice, just because it is useless to practice in this era, so no matter how you look at this Duoli monk, it is a waste of time and energy.

"Brush Brush Brush"

And this monk is quite ostentatious, it seems that when he sees someone watching, he works harder and harder, only to see him walking quickly under his feet, shaking his body, exhaling and roaring several times in his mouth, and punching violently, and even bursting out with a crisp sound of 'pop'.

"Well, there are really people who can make punches and bring sounds? This Duoli is not simple!"

Zhou Yi was stunned, he also mixed with Guan Wei in the martial arts club of the university for a few days, at that time, he often heard people say that 'it is difficult to buy a sound', and those who can practice to punch and wrap in the wind are all embryonic killing, and they can make people either dead or injured if they move their fists and feet casually;

"Whew!"

Jin Daguan stood up suddenly, looked at the monk Duoli in shock, and screamed.

"Oh no, this is a fork in the road, right?"

Zhou Yi immediately saw that Monk Duoli's face was flushed, and on such a cold day, there was a layer of sweat on his forehead, and his eyes bulged up like goldfish, and he could see red bloodshots.

It's definitely a bad thing. People who practice foreign kung fu are even more terrible, paralyzed at best, killed at worst, and may even lose their minds and attack everyone and things they see!

"Don't move, take your time, I'll help you. ”

Although Zhou Yi is a mallet for contemporary martial arts, but medicine and martial arts have not been separated since ancient times, of course he understands the situation of the great monk;

"I'll fight!"

I didn't want Zhou Yi to get close, the big monk just punched him head-on, and his face hurt before the fist reached the strong wind, as if Zhou Yi had a hatred for killing his father and taking his wife, and he had to fight hard when they met.

"The monk is crazy!"

Zhou Yi came first and punched Duoli fiercely. This is the first time he has done it with someone since he got the idler system, with ten times the speed and strength of ordinary people, coupled with the rapid operation of the nine turns of Xuanjin, the fist has not yet arrived, and the fist wind has been swept on the back of Duoli's hand, which suddenly made his hands soft and numb, and then he was hit by a punch, and his wrist was broken immediately.

Zhou Yi broke Duoli's right wrist with a punch, and without waiting for the great monk to scream, he quickly threw out three silver needles, which pierced his 'pylorus', 'Shangqu' and 'Zhongzhu' acupoints respectively, Duoli snorted halfway, and fell down with his head up.

"Master Zhou, don't hurt my junior brother!"

"Amitabha, senior brother, don't be afraid, how brave you are!"

Zhou Yi was about to walk over to heal Duo Li's qi and heal his wounds, when he heard two loud shouts, his bald head was shining in front of him, but it was Duo Zhi and Duo Yong among the eighteen arhats who rushed to the front;

Duo Yong heard it, but it's a pity that he and Duo Li have the best relationship, just now I saw his own Fang Waiji ~ friends are in danger, whether they have been Zhou Yi Explosive Chrysanthemum is unknown, in a hurry, ten percent of the strength of the twelve percent want to punch over Zhou Yi's little white face, how can it be said that it will be accepted at this time?

This is good, in a hurry, Amitabha Buddha became Amitabha Buddha.

"Ya, what kind of place is Duobao Temple, how come the great monks are all so brave and ruthless?"

Zhou Yi shook his head, pressed Duo Li's chest with his hand, and continued to push the blood for him, while stretching out his left hand, holding Duo Yong's fist and gently taking it behind him.

This is like a technique in Tai Chi, the power in the palm seems to be vomited without spitting, as if it is broken, it can catch jumping insects, and it can take flying birds, it is ten times the strength, ten times the speed, ten times the root bones, and ten times the understanding to be able to integrate and display it, even if Yang Lucian is reborn and Dong Haichuan is alive, I am afraid that it is far from hitting him.

"Tsu-"

Duo Yong's body suddenly flew towards the direction of the purple bamboo forest as if he was flying through the clouds, crackling and breaking several bamboos before he could barely get up, and even his pants were pierced by the bamboo, revealing several pieces of white buttocks.

"If you don't see it clearly, you will be beaten, and you will become a monk."

Zhou Yi lowered his head and complained, but his hands didn't stop at all, first for Duoli to promote the qi and blood for a while, and then pulled out the silver needle, opened his mouth, and hit the tip of his tongue fiercely, Duoli jumped up with a bang, covered his mouth and screamed in pain, but the breath that had just gone off the road was smooth.

"Amitabha, poor monks and others worship Zhou donor, if it weren't for Zhou donor"

"If I hadn't made a timely move, even if the monk's big head was fine, if this tone went against the grain, the little head would not have been raised. Although he said that his family didn't care about this, maybe he could still practice Tongzigong with peace of mind from now on, but this is also a disability and he can't report his work-related injury, so how aggrieved is that?"

Zhou Yi turned his head and smiled while connecting the broken wrist for Duoli: "But the masters don't have to thank me too much, as long as you keep your mouth shut about today's things, it will be considered a reward for me, how about it?"

"Amitabha, this is a matter of course; Zhou Shizhu is in the color world, but he has a hollow heart, and he has the martial arts of the grandmaster but does not show off, admire, admire" Duozhi is very admirable.

"Hey, in my opinion, it's more than that, Zhou Shizhu is so thoughtful, it is because of my Buddha's fate" Master Duobei sighed with a sad face: "Hongchen is ridiculous, amorous is the most boring, or it is best to be a monk, hey Zhou Shizhu"

"Don't! I don't have any fate with Buddhism, so the master should stop. By the way, when you came, Mrs. Miao Yin didn't say when she would arrive?"

Zhou Yi was stunned when he got to Miaoyin, girl, how did the buddy build a 'Wangqi Peak' and provoke a bunch of little nuns and monks, could it be that he really had a relationship with the Buddha? No, no, don't move this thought, where is this?

"Senior Sister Miaoyin, isn't that coming?"

It really said that Cao Cao arrived when he arrived. Before Zhou Yi's words fell, Duoyu had already pointed to the bottom of the mountain, and greeted with a smile: "Senior sister, the Dharma frame is late, and I will punish you for playing the piano when you turn back, Amitabha."

What did this monk get excited about when he saw the nun and his sister? Zhou Yi was secretly amused, and looked back at the bottom of the mountain, good guy, isn't it a beautiful teacher, and it is a big pomp, and the cow is booming

I saw that in the support of Liu Ke, Liu Rongrong and others, a little master with fluttering white clothes, cold temperament, graceful posture, and solemn appearance came over.

Today, Miaoyin didn't step on the ice sled under her feet, and she didn't have red plums in her hands, while walking, she was still talking to Liu Rongrong beside her, occasionally raising her head, and when she glanced at the eighteen great monks and Zhou Yi with a smile, a trace of imperceptible laughter flashed in her bright eyes.

She really did it on purpose, got eighteen foodies, and took a small revenge on Zhou Yi, but the girl's eyes when she looked at Zhou Yi were a little warm, as if there were two small suns flickering in them, and the feelings seemed to be very complicated.

Behind them, there were more than a dozen people wearing security uniforms of Chu Feng Company, carrying large boxes one by one, and they didn't know what things were put in them, but looking at their panting appearance, it was specified that it was not light.

This little nun, shouldn't she have moved her family here? Zhou Yi held her breath, didn't she just ask you for a picture, as for this?

"Sister Amitabha is here! go and help, let's go."

Seeing Miaoyin, the eighteen great monks were like beating chicken blood, and even Duoli jumped up, greeted them with all hands and feet, took the boxes in the hands of those security guards, and shouted and ran to listen to the wind Xiaozhu, how can they still look like some monks?

"Wait!Mrs. Miaoyin, what are you in these boxes?" Zhou Yi was embarrassed to call Miss Miaoyin in front of the big monk, and felt that it was more reliable to call Mrs. Miaoyin.

"Hehe, Mr. Zhou, don't blame me, these are the beds, furniture, and some miscellaneous items that I am used to, as well as the books I am used to, I am afraid that I will live here with you for a long time this time, of course I have to bring them." ”

Miaoyin replied to Zhou Yi on the one hand, and on the other hand, he did not forget to greet the bald heads: "Senior brothers, be careful, don't break Miaoyin's glass cup"

"You want to stay with me permanently?"

Zhou Yi was shocked, looked at Liu Ke's father and daughter who were snickering on the side, and said angrily: "Master Miaoyin is too afraid that it is a misunderstanding, right? I just asked you to help with the design drawing, it seems that I don't need you to live permanently, right? I know that you are busy in the temple, don't be polite to me." ”

"Giggles, Mr. Zhou is really good at laughing. ”

Miao Yin pursed her lips and smiled, and all the masters gave her soul, and even Zhou Yi was stunned: "What can a monk be busy with? Don't worry about me." The construction of 'Wangqi Peak' is not simple, even if I have a drawing, and there are senior brothers to help during the construction, but it is still necessary to use some skilled workers of Mr. Liu's company, when they are constructing, I still have to explain the precautions one by one, and must supervise the whole process, otherwise the project of 'Wangqi Peak' will inevitably fall in the ointment. ”

"It's okay! I'm not a perfectionist."

The more Zhou Yi listened, the more sweaty he became, and hurriedly defended: "Besides, it's good to leave some flaws, the vast number of Buddhism is not a person who has no fate, how can there be a perfect thing in the world?"

"Mr. Zhou understands Buddhism so well, but he is a destined person. ”

Miao Yin looked at Zhou Yi with deep eyes, like a thousand-year-old goblin who had only stolen sesame oil and nibbled on candles under the Buddha's seat: "But Miao Yin is this temperament, if you don't do it, if you want to do it, you can do it best, this time I have to live permanently, does Mr. Zhou still want to drive me away?"

"That's right, Uncle Zhou, this is my mentor, you can't do this!"

Miaoyin's grievance was up, and the solemnity of Baoxiang actually brought out a bit of charm, and Liu Rongrong, who was also a woman, couldn't bear it, and immediately stood on the side of the mentor.

(To be continued)