"A rabbit can save your life, do you eat it or not? If you eat, take some interest to pay off the debt first, and then pay it back slowly, my Oriental Xiaoshu has never done loss-making transactions! ”

Dongfang Xiaoshu squatted down again, turned the rabbit on the fire back and forth, and said without looking back. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But I didn't see that the little monk Huizhi's eyes lit up immediately when he heard the name of Dongfang Xiaoshu, and his face with a blue nose and swollen face immediately smiled.

Although it was more ugly than crying, he rubbed the Buddha beads in his hand with both hands, took them off with some reluctance, threw them to Dongfang Xiaoshu and said:

"Oriental donor, the little monk has nothing else but this string of beads, it can be regarded as interest!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu didn't reach out to pick it up at all, and let it fall to the ground, which made the little monk Huizhi worry for a while.

Dongfang Xiaoshu took off his open jacket, revealing the green cloth cotton robe inside, and picked up a string of Buddhist beads with his jacket and rubbed it before holding it in his hand.

After looking left and right, I thought that if this was in my hometown, this string of Buddhist beads would probably be auctioned for a sky-high price, because there is no shortage of rich people in my hometown, let alone the poor.

"Little monk, don't be surprised, after all, your hand has touched your crotch and lost it, we are a little bit psychologically clean, hehe, you put on the jacket, you should be able to cover your body!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu put a string of Buddhist beads into a small cloth bag around his waist, and the cloth bag did not continue to hang on his waist, but was put into his bosom and placed with the farmer's book.

"Little monk Huizhi thanks the Oriental donor for saving his life, may the Buddha bless the donor with great blessings, wealth and glory!"

The little monk who put on his jacket finally stood up generously, and said gratefully with his hands together. The little monk was half a head shorter than Dongfang Xiaoshu, and his body was extremely thin, and Dongfang Xiaoshu's jacket was just up to his knees, and it was extremely warm for a while.

"Eat, don't be a dumb monk, wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha stays in his heart, as long as there is a Buddha in his heart, where is not a Buddha?"

Dongfang Xiaoshu handed a roasted rabbit to the little monk Huizhi and began to sell the ink of his hometown in his chest.

Unexpectedly, the little monk Huizhi nodded after hearing this, and there was a feeling of sudden opening, and even the whole body trembled with excitement, greatly satisfying the vanity of the Dongfang Xiaoshu.

"Donor, the monk is urgent, I want to go for convenience!"

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The little monk Huizhi gnawed on the rabbit meat without any scruples, and judging from the way he ate, he couldn't tell that he was a monk.

Dongfang Xiaoshu buried his head in chewing rabbit meat while taking turns to bake four rabbit furs on the fire, exuding the smell of burnt fur from time to time, which was extremely pungent.

After he eliminated one rabbit, the fur of the four rabbits was six or seven points dry.

"Cover your knees and feet with fur, remember to rush in with the fur, sleep for a while, and don't freeze when you travel in the afternoon!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu spit out the bones in his mouth and said, after throwing the four furs to the little monk Huizhi, he began to beat the fire, and finally buried the fire with snow and bones, and there were no traces of the original at all.

"Brother Dongfang, little monk, thank you, it turns out that the meat is so delicious!"

"It's really excessive, the old monk used to eat meat always put on a posture of "I don't go to hell, who will go to hell", so that I think that the old monk is relieving the suffering for the world and relieving the worries of the Buddha, and every time I chant the Buddha for him, afraid that he will really enter hell! ”

"I knew it was so delicious, I went to hell for him, anyway, it's after he dies, who knows!"

The little monk of Huizhi gnawed and said with a mouth full of oil, and after killing a rabbit, he felt a sense of unfinished.

The rabbit bone in his hand was reluctant to throw it away, and wanted to chew it and swallow it, but after trying twice, he had to throw it to the ground with a pity.

"If you like to eat, there will be something in the future, don't worry, being with me won't make you hungry and freezing, I'll sleep for a while, you can sleep for a while, and you'll have to rush in the afternoon and evening!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu said to the little monk Huizhi with a very tired look, and after speaking, he didn't pay attention to him anymore, and leaned against the stone wall by himself, holding the "Tutian" sword in both hands, and really closed his eyes.

At first, Dongfang Xiaoshu just closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, after all, a big beauty walked and a bare-chested monk came, and it was still necessary to be vigilant, although he had nothing to grab.

There are all kinds of strange bandits, and the bare-footed monk is an example.

However, when I went through the events of the recent days in my mind, I found that my world had really changed dramatically, and it was just the beginning.

I don't know what happened to the first and third sons, Li Yuangen, a bastard, won't be unfavorable to them, thinking about it, he really fell asleep.

"Old monk, although you don't tell me if you have delicious food, you have deceived me for so many years, but this time, "get close to the trees, you can turn evil into good fortune" seems to be more effective, forget it, right and wrong offset it! ”

"But this little oriental tree really has wisdom roots, a Buddha in his heart, and a Buddha everywhere! It's so profound, so reasonable, chant the future sutra three times for you, the Buddha blesses you with wealth and glory, and you have no worries about your life, of course, you still have meat to eat, clothes to wear, Buddha bless! ”

The little monk wrapped his knees and feet, whispered to himself, and then crossed his legs together, and began to close his eyes and chant silently with his hands and tithes in a reverent manner.

The sun was high and it was noon.

The great monk Huiwu gnawed on the steamed buns frozen into stones, his entrance was cold, and he walked on the snow in the forest, and slapped his bald head as he walked, revealing a look of chagrin.

Then he scolded with a fierce look:

"Huizhi, you bastard, run away, run away, in order to confuse me, you actually left a series of footprints in the south, north, and east directions, the key is that the snow is very hard, and you don't have footprints on it, Huizhi is thin like a chicken cub, how can you leave footprints?"

"Blame yourself, don't want Buddha beads, you want these clothes, steamed buns and other external objects, there is a fart! Don't say it, steamed buns are still somewhat useful! ”

snapped, slapped on his bald head again, and continued to scold resentfully:

"There's a fart, the old monk said, 'The Buddhist book is in hand, and you can walk anywhere in the world', that's what makes the eyes of the fairy door hot, but now that the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple has been destroyed, where to find the old immortal and the little immortal!"

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