The way of the king - she heard it as the 'way of the king' - her father is the person in this way. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The way of scheming, my grandfather is the best at this way.

The way of the general, the reason why Xiao Yating remembers this is because her grandfather once said with regret that if she is not a daughter, then it must be the most suitable to practice this way.

Will Yang Hao be this one? The girl pondered, but had no answer.

At this time, the little monk followed the complaint of the little Lori and began to fight about 'Indian food': "Hey, who said that Indians only make curry, this is as ridiculous as Americans think we still have braids." ”

"In fact, as one of the four ancient civilizations, India's cuisine is not inferior to any other country in the world, including us, of course, but because of inherent prejudice and ignorance, people make partial generalizations and jump to conclusions."

"It's like in the eyes of Americans, shredded pork with green peppers and mapo tofu is all we have, and conversely, we also think that Americans only have fried chicken and cola......"

Ahem, ahem!

Yang Hao coughed heavily, gave the little monk a wild look, and handed him the menu: "Okay, okay, Master Xingji, since you know so much about Indian cuisine, then you can order a few more good dishes that you think are worth recommending." ”

The little monk hadn't noticed that Little Lori's face was as black as the bottom of the pot, he took the menu, and asked Yang Hao: "Brother Hao, are your eyes uncomfortable, why don't I order you two dishes to clear the liver and brighten the purpose of the food, nourish?" ”

Swish!

This time, even Yang Hao's face began to darken, and he couldn't wait to ask the waiter for a large plate of curry, so that the little monk looked good!

Fortunately, at this time, the waiter brought up the appetizers, as well as the sweet wine to accompany the meal, which was officially entered into the dining process, and everyone began to taste the food, and the atmosphere was not so embarrassing.

Little Lori flattened her mouth and viciously forked the dishes on the plate into her mouth with a fork, but found that the taste was really good, so she temporarily forgot her troubles and began to feast.

She also secretly glanced at Xiao Yating, only to find that the other party's eating appearance was quite casual, and she did not pretend to be elegant, because there was no need to 'pretend' at all, but naturally gave people a pleasing sense of elegance.

Little Lori couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, so she simply turned her grief and anger into an appetite, took a knife and fork in her hand, and began to bury her head in the fight against the food in front of her.

Sanpao was not used to using knives and forks, and asked the waiter for chopsticks angrily, but was apologetically told by the other party that he could not meet his requirements, on the grounds that this was a high-end new Indian restaurant, and only knives and forks were prepared for customers for the time being.

Hearing this 'lofty' reason, Sanpao didn't bother to embarrass the waiter, so he simply rolled up his sleeves and ate directly with his hands.

The little monk smiled and teased: "Brother Pao, this is the authentic Indian way of eating, using a knife and fork seems to be Westernized." ”

Sanpao didn't bother to take care of him, he buried his head in eating and drinking, and the second dog next to him changed the topic and said: "Don't really say it, the taste of this Indian cuisine is really good, especially the moment when you enter it, all kinds of peculiar tastes and aromas are spread out in an orderly manner, it's just ...... It's indescribable. ”

The little monk nodded: "Of course, when I went to Dongying Pudu sentient beings, I basically ate all the top restaurants in Dongying from south to north, what kind of French food, Italian food, Indian food, anyway, as long as it is a famous restaurant, I have almost eaten it." ”

"If you want to say that the best taste is really Indian food, nothing else, there are hundreds of spices used in Indian cooks alone."

"Often, a simple appetizer is mixed with dozens of spices, but it doesn't feel messy to eat, it's a miracle on the tip of the tongue."

While reminiscing about the past years, the little monk pretended to force it invisibly, so that the little Lori, who had just forgotten her troubles, began to blacken again.

Yang Hao saw it in his eyes, couldn't help but reach out and knock on the little monk's bald head, and said angrily: "Food can't stop your mouth, besides, as a monk, shouldn't you be empty, for Mao is still so pursuing appetite, what about your professional ethics?" ”

The little monk pursed his lips, his face full of disapproval: "Hey, as the so-called wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha sits in his heart, so what's wrong with eating and drinking, Buddha I didn't go to do great health care." ”

Burst!

Yang Hao almost didn't spray his head with curry, and said in shock: "I'll take it, it's still a big health care?" With your ideological consciousness, you can even blend into Buddhism? I'm starting to feel a little sad for the Buddha, really. ”

The little monk scoffed: "Brother Hao, it seems that you don't know the allusion to Guanyin Bodhisattva's 'pink skull'." ”

He said vigorously: "In the legend, the Bodhisattva in order to overcome the lost people, do not let them sink into the flesh and skin, so they give alms with their flesh, showing the appearance of red and pink, and what is the same with the lost people. ”

"Then, at the time of great joy, the body of a skeleton appears to guide people to enlightenment, which is the 'pink skeleton', which represents the meaning of great extinction after great joy."

As he spoke, the little monk shrugged triumphantly: "So the Buddha can still cut meat to feed the eagle, and the Bodhisattva can also give alms in the flesh, and the Buddha and I can't have great health care for Mao?" ”

He finally added: "Of course, my current Dharma cultivation is not deep enough, and I guess I can't hold it yet, so I can't use this method to save those women who have lost their footing for the time being, so I can only talk about it later." ”

Yang Hao listened to it with black lines, while the others were confused, only Xiao Yating listened to it ignorantly, she thought about it before saying: "Sex is very smallMaster, my grandmother is a Buddhist, so I also have some knowledge of Buddhist scriptures, but ...... I don't have any impression of your allusion to the 'pink skull', dare to ask which Buddhist scripture it is from? ”

The little monk was slightly stunned, then turned to laugh dryly, and looked at him left and right: "Hehe, what about this...... Brother Hao, your beautiful girlfriend has a wide range of knowledge, and she even has a study of Buddhist scriptures, and the little monk really admires it. ”

At this moment, Yang Hao also knew that this kid was fooling nine times out of ten just now, so he said angrily: "Tell you kid to pretend to be forced, this time hit the muzzle of the gun." ”

The little monk's face turned red and said embarrassedly: "Ahem, cough, that ...... Okay, I'll admit, 'Pink Skull' is just a legend, but Tantric Joy Zen should always be the true Mahayana Dharma, right? ”

This kind of topic, Xiao Yating naturally won't mix it anymore, besides, she really hasn't studied it in terms of great health care, joy and Zen or something. \(“▔□▔)/

At this time, the bewildered little Lori finally couldn't help but speak, and asked weakly: "Brother, what is the 'big sword', and what is 'joy entanglement'?" (To be continued.) )