The relationship between Luo Xuan and Ma Mian was misunderstood by the bull head, and the angry Ma Mian kicked Luo Xuan into reincarnation. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Luo Xuan, oh no, maybe it would be more appropriate to call it endlessly now, he lay down on the stone and thought.

I obviously told Ma Mian that he was a modern rich second generation, but why did he become a little monk in the Yuan Dynasty? Where do I get revenge? Where to reason?

He wanted to commit suicide and then went to the underworld to find the horse face theory.

But since I woke up in the Yuan Dynasty, my body was very weak, and I was taken care of by various monks every day.

I want to take poison, myrrh.

I want to cut my wrists, but I don't have a knife.

I wanted to jump off the cliff, but I didn't even have the strength to get off the meditation bed.

Forced to raise in bed for half a year.

In the past six months, he has been influenced by the scriptures every day, I don't know if it is the influence of Buddhism, the hatred in his heart has faded a lot, and there is a trace of the idea in his heart: It is not bad to be a monk.

At least there is no right and wrong here, there are no paparazzi, and no one goes to unspoken rules for you, or tries to be unspoken by you.

In this way, after five years, he got used to life here, no mobile phone TV, no lights and red carpets, no fame and fortune, and no hair.

Although he has no chance to take revenge again, his heart is much calmer, and the only thing that makes him regret a little is that the fragmented memories of his previous life can't be connected!

Non-stop: "How good the days are on the mountain, no need to recite scriptures, no need to keep precepts, and be at ease every day." ”

"In the past, Master didn't let me go down the mountain to death, but now why do you have to let me enter the world and enlighten the Tao? Enlightenment is fine, but you tell me where the Tao is! ”

A rumbling voice interrupted his melancholy, got up and touched his stomach, very angry: "Just fed you, you want to, it's really useless!" ”

In the Big Buddha Temple, although he is young, but the seniority is very high, the monks of the same age are respectful to him, and the monks of the same generation are old.

Over time, he could only talk to his various organs, eyes, nose, stomach, buttocks, and men's things.

Boom, boom, thunder in the belly, about to storm and rain: "Hey! You don't like to hear two sentences about you! ”

He tumbled off the stone and ran into the woods with a jujube stick.

After a while, he came out of the woods refreshed: "Comfortable! ”

"Help~ Woo!" Suddenly, a woman's cry was heard in the woods.

"Amitabha, what a voice!" He held the jujube stick across his chest and searched nervously, but the sound disappeared.

"Did you hear me wrong?" He thought about it for a while, and a cheap expression appeared on his face: "Or is there a female ghost?" Hey, hey, good female ghost, good female ghost, hey, hey, hey~"

"Huh? It smells so good! He lifted his nose and sniffed, a faint aroma wafting through.

He sniffed seriously with his eyes closed, catching the vague aroma into his nostrils: "It's so fragrant!" What a familiar taste! That's right! It's the rouge of Yunxiang Pavilion! ”

Two years ago, Master took him down the mountain to transform his fate, and he used to smell it when he passed by Yunxiang Pavilion, and he liked that smell very much. On that day, Master said that he had no relationship with the Buddha.

"Well, it should be a girl with good family conditions, otherwise she can't afford to use Dior of this dynasty."

Pondering, with his nose raised, he followed the fragrance into the woods and came to a mound more than a foot high.

Knowing that Suosuo's voice came from under the mound, he looked down and hurried down in fright, stretching his head out to look down.

On the other side of the mound was a dirt cliff, and under the cliff was a patch of weeds, which had long been overwhelmed by two people.

In the grass nest, an obese man in black was pressing on the body of a woman in green clothes, undressing her.

kept raising his eyebrows, and scolded in his heart: "This shameless pickled and dirty goods are actually fighting in such a secret place!" Fortunately, my nose is easy to use, otherwise I would have seen the scene! ”

Then, lying on the earth cliff in an extremely comfortable position, he grabbed a dog's tail and chewed it in his mouth, and stretched his neck with a smile to look at the scenery below the cliff: "The costume version of the field battle is live, this is more interesting than an island country action movie!" ”

The fat man in black had already lifted the woman's skirt and was about to take off her pants, but somehow, he tied her silk silk into a dead knot, and he couldn't untie it.

The black fat man is very anxious, he has been picking flowers for so many years, and it is the first time he has encountered such embarrassment.

The black fat man pulled hard, the more urgent he was, the more he couldn't pull it open, and the more he couldn't pull it, the more he hummed in a hurry.

"Fuck! This newly configured Hehuan San, the medicinal effect is really great, I knew that Lao Tzu would have eaten it later! The black stick was flushed with red face, and his breath was extremely heavy, and he reached out and picked up the blade that was placed aside, trying to cut the belt of his trousers with the blade.

The two of them were just below the earth cliff, and the fat body of the man in black covered most of the body of the woman in emerald clothes. From the restless position, the man in black arched like a pig on the woman's body.

He felt very interesting, and said with a snort: "Rub, how can the pig arch the good cabbage!" ”

He spoke in a small voice, but was heard by the man in black.

The black fat man was startled, a layer of cold sweat broke out behind his forehead, and most of the medicinal power of this acacia powder was poured out.

The black fat man stretched out his hand and pulled out the steel sword, raised his head and shouted upwards: "Who! ”