At the beginning of the lanterns, the stars in the sky are projected in every corner like talking eyes, flashing with big eyes vying to be the first to look at them. A bright moon with a silver light quietly hung on the branches, and the surrounding stars threw winks at it from time to time, accompanied by the wind, staged a face of clouds chasing the moon, how beautiful it looked.

At this time, the temple was also brightly lit, and there were warrior monks guarding every corner, and there were more people than usual, which was also increased by the murder of Master Wanxiang for the sake of prudence.

At the beginning of the evening, it is the time to enjoy fasting, and the monks who eat fasting in each room in the temple, or gather in the dining hall to eat fasting, talk and laugh.

After eating, some monks took advantage of the fact that there was still a lot of time to turn off the lights, pick up the scriptures and recite them, or spread the paper, polish the ink, and copy the scriptures, and when they wrote to the extreme, they showed a knowing smile on their faces.

At this time, the little monk did not eat in the dining hall, but was dragged by Long Qingyu to the wing room where the pilgrim was located.

"Brother Long, what are you doing?" said the little monk with his palms folded in embarrassment.

"Eat!" Long Qingyu said with a smile, and there were Bing'er and the maid Ning'er sitting beside him.

At this time, the little monk was very uncomfortable, because the dishes on the table were delicious and delicious, each dish was with meat, and there was also a pot of wine and a few cups, and the aroma of wine had been smelled since he came in, which made him feel a sense of guilt, although he didn't eat a mouthful of wine, he didn't drink a mouthful of wine, but he had this feeling.

"There is meat in every dish, sin and sin. The little monk of a thousand images said with one hand.

"Haha, little monk, as the saying goes, wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart!" Long Qingyu said with a clear smile.

"Brother Long is really embarrassed for me, I'd better go back!" said the little monk Qianxiang, turning around to withdraw.

"What do you think I have prepared for you?" Long Qingyu hurriedly grabbed him when he saw that the little monk was about to leave.

Rice!

That's right, when the little monk saw the meal, his heart was still thoughtful and thoughtful, and he said with some embarrassment, "I'm a little out of shape, I'm sorry!

"Like a little master, Long Shao has spent a lot of thought. Xue Rubing said lightly, the warbler's voice was pleasant and indescribably good.

"That's it, little monk, why are you so daring!" The maid Ning'er snickered and teased on the side.

"Come on, this is a fruit juice for you, not a wine. Long Qingyu took out a cup from behind him, and in the cup was a pale white and slightly yellowish liquid, which was a drink that he bought from the town that women and children liked to drink.

"It's hard work, Brother Long!" The little monk took the cup with his hand, he had drunk this drink, although not many times, but the sweet taste still made him remember it vividly.

"Then let's eat, what are you waiting for?" Xue Rubing on the side said with a faint smile.

"Well, let's eat!"

The little monk looked up at Xue Rubing, because of this woman's amazing appearance, he naturally glanced at it more in his eyes, this is not the little monk's greed, it is really too beautiful. The Buddhist disciple who made him, the four major emptiness, made such an embarrassment.

"This is a good local wine, I heard the owner of the wine seller say what is it called Lao Baigan!" Long Qingyu poured himself a glass of wine from the wine jug.

"This is a famous wine in Jizhou, Brother Long likes to drink more. "Although the little monk does not drink alcohol as a monk, he still knows a lot about the local famous wine.

"You little monk don't drink, and you persuade people to drink more, it's really incredible!" the little maid Ning'er puffed out her cheeks and said with disdain.

Don't look at the little monk Qianxiang's performance in the ring of the martial arts conference is also very eye-catching, but when he was told by the maid Ning'er, he was not angry at all, on the contrary, he was a little embarrassed to touch Cheng Guang's shiny bald head.

"Come, let's drink this first glass of wine together!" Long Qingyu raised a glass of wine, and the aroma of wine wafted out from the glass.

Bing'er and the other three all drank the fruit liquid and raised their glasses together.

"!"

"Qianxiang, try this dish!" Long Qingyu said with a meaningful smile, the corners of his mouth couldn't hide the small arc.

"Well, it's much better than the food made in our temple!" the little monk couldn't help but admire.

Although the little monk thought it was delicious, he didn't forget to tell what meat was in his mouth, but fortunately, he didn't find anything.

The little monk was unconsciously attracted and took the second and third bites...... So much so that seven or eight mouthfuls.

At this time, the little monk forgot his guard, picked up some of the lower layers and put them in his mouth, and chewed them without hesitation before entering his stomach.

"It's so fragrant! it's more fragrant than the few bites I've eaten before!"

No! There seems to be meat in it, and the smell of meat is strong! At this time, even if the little monk wants to spit it out, it is too late.

"Brother Long, what kind of food are you buying, how do you have meat?" Qianxiang looked at Long Qingyu very suspiciously and said.

"Yes, but I did buy the food! Could it be that the boss was fooling me? Well, it should be so, see if I will settle accounts with him tomorrow." Long Qingyu was very indignant and said lightly.

"Hey, Brother Long, it's all a little thing, forget it. "Qianxiang little monk, compassion came up again and hurriedly said, in fact, after he saw Long Qingyu showing such anger, he didn't question Long Qingyu's thoughts.

"Oh, little monk, you've broken your vow!" the little maid Ning'er said with big round eyes and a mocking look at the little monk of a thousand images.

"Ah! I broke my vows. When the little monk heard this, he woke up in a dream and said that the meat had already been swallowed, but just now he only cared about the problem of whether there was meat or not meat.

"That thousand images, isn't it more fragrant than the rice you ate before?" Long Qingyu naturally knew what was going on with the rice, so he guided him again.

"Incense!"

The little monk smashed his mouth and said subconsciously, he had been in a decent manner under the strict teaching of his master since he was a child, and he had never broken his vows.

"Amitabha, the disciple has broken the vows, please punish the Buddha!"

"Amitabha, please punish the Buddha!"

The little monk of a thousand statues was very nervous and kept chanting the scriptures, asking the Buddha to punish him.

"Qianxiang, listen to me, the eating vows are broken, and I don't care about eating more, one bite is also broken, and seven mouthfuls and eight mouthfuls are also broken. Long Qingyu took it for granted that he picked up the vegetarian dishes mixed with meat, not to mention that this vegetarian dish couldn't see that there was meat, and it couldn't be smelled when it was close, and it could only be distinguished by biting it into the mouth, Long Qingyu secretly said, the boss of this vegetarian dish really has a set, and in a moment, the little monk broke the vows.

"Goo-dong!"

The food that was sent into his mouth, the little monk only felt that the rich aroma he had never smelled filled his throat, and his teeth touched unconsciously, and he grunted into his stomach along his throat.

"Hey, I've broken my vows!" said the little monk again with difficulty.

(End of chapter)