Sure enough, after Chen Jie finished yelling at this voice, the room was quiet for three seconds.

Three seconds later, an earth-shattering voice rang out from inside the room—

"Chen Jie's dog thief! You don't say it sooner! You're still Lao Tzu's chicken legs~"

Such a poignant voice, needless to say, knew that it was made by Bing Xiaotian.

The monks who lived in the room next to them didn't know why, and the originally dark room was lit up one after another.

Li Zirenmen probably also knew the power of Bing Xiaotian's voice, and he didn't care about the cold, so he climbed out of the quilt and covered Bing Xiaotian's mouth while pressing Bing Xiaotian's body, for fear that he would howl two more times if he was impulsive, or crawl out directly to find Chen Jie desperately.

Everyone understood, and understood why Bing Xiaotian would be so kind to take out his only remaining meat tonight and share it with everyone, because everyone will fast for a day tomorrow, and take it out today to satisfy everyone's hunger and supplement protein.

Li Ziren wanted to cry, of course, this wanted to cry not because he was moved, but because Bing Xiaotian was finding the flesh in the palm of his hand with his teeth and biting it hard.

Seeing that there was no other movement again, the monks in the other rooms all turned off the lights and went to sleep, and after everyone tossed for more than ten minutes, Bing Xiaotian also stopped. Bing Xiaotian stopped howling, Li Ziren wanted to howl now, the place where Bing Xiaotian bit just now had been bitten out by him, and it was still a little hard to touch with his hand.

Li Ziren felt that Bing Xiaotian was deliberate, because according to this bite force, Bing Xiaotian could directly bite off this piece of meat as long as he worked harder. Obviously, Bing Xiaotian was restrained, so Bing Xiaotian was awake and was not carried away.

Revenge, naked revenge!

If you can't find trouble with Chen Jie, you can only find your own trouble. But eating people with a short mouth and soft hands, and eating and taking it himself, he should pay off Chen Jie's debts, who made himself Chen Jie's apprentice?

Li Ziren's heart was so happy, even Bing Xiaotian could see that Chen Jie had cultivated himself as an apprentice again, so what would be his future Dharma name?

Kakuko? Jueren?

It's not good, it's not good, it's not good, it's not good and it'

Li Ziren thought about it and fell asleep unconsciously.

When I woke up the next day, everyone was refreshed, except for Bing Xiaotian.

Washing as usual, after breakfast, the people who had nothing to do were carrying small stools and sitting in the courtyard to bask in the sun, which was more leisurely than the monks of the inner temple.

"Hey, hey, did you see Chen Jie's dog thief?" Bing Xiaotian stopped a little monk from front of him and asked.

"Donor, the disciple doesn't know who Chen Jie's dog thief is?" The little monk said after giving the Buddha salute.

"Who's that, what's going on? Oh yes, Eternal Dust Dog Thief. Bing Xiaotian thought about Chen Jie's legal name for a moment.

"Donor, the disciple has never seen Uncle Yongchen today." Farewell to the monk.

"Return the eternal dust master to the ancestor." Bing Xiaotian learned the tone of the little monk from everyone, "Look at what he does, is there one thing that you should do as a senior uncle?" ”

"I think it's good." Wang Ke scratched his head, "I want to read the scriptures, do you have any together?"

？ ”

"Why are you reading the scriptures?" Bing Xiaotian stared at Wang Ke angrily, "You don't want to be a monk and change to a vegetarian diet, do you?" If you really become a monk, who will pay back my chicken legs? ”

Wang Ke glanced at Bing Xiaotian and didn't speak, he felt that Bing Xiaotian was stimulated by Chen Jie last night, and now his brain is a little not very clear. Want to be a monk after reading a scripture? Then I have memorized so many books, and I haven't seen anyone come to me to be the successor of socialism?

However, it's good to be a monk, at least the environment is good, the air is good, and it's suitable for the elderly, except that it's a little annoying not to eat meat.

Wang Ke thought wildly, if Chen Jie knew, he would definitely give him a thumbs up, it seems that Wang Ke has reformed well, his ideological realm has improved, and it seems that he can endure loneliness.

Bing Xiaotian continued to look at the gate, expecting that someone would walk by there, and he would be able to stop him and ask Chen Jie where the dog thief was.

Chen Jie disappeared after yelling yesterday, and he didn't call them to get up today, it was Wang Ke who woke up first and woke everyone up.

It seems that this dog thief is a bit of a thief.

"Hey, that's and, Master!" Bing Xiaotian stopped a person, feeling that the person was a little familiar, and after thinking about it, he realized that he was the monk who took him to Shaolin Temple on the first day, and immediately changed his words, "Master, have you seen Yongchen?" ”

"Uncle Yongchen and Master Ancestor are copying scriptures in the small scripture room." Jueyuan gave a Buddha ceremony.

Bing Xiaotian was excited, and after asking all morning, someone finally knew Chen Jie's whereabouts.

"Master, can you take me to him? I have something important to do. Bing Xiaotian smiled, trying not to grit his teeth when he said the three words "important things".

Jueyuan smiled slightly, and after giving the Buddha salute, "Donor, even I can't enter the small scripture room without the permission of the ancestors." ”

Bing Xiaotian was disappointed, a Shaolin Temple still has so many rules.

"Uncle Shi explained, if you donors feel tired and bored, you can walk around the inner temple, you can go to the scripture room to copy the scriptures and read books." Jueyuan gave another Buddhist salutation and left.

In this way, I didn't see Chen Jie all morning.

People who are extremely bored can only go to the scripture room, read the stories in the scriptures, copy and draw pictures to pass the time.

By noon, Chen Jie was still not there, and Bing Xiaotian couldn't help it.

For him, spending an extra second here is an ordeal. Everyone has cultivated their minds until now, and the first one who can't hold on to it is this standard otaku.

Bing Xiaotian was leaving, and everyone didn't dare not stop him. Everyone incarnated as a Buddha and told Bing Xiaotian some great truths about seeing through the red dust and calming down.

It seems that the scriptures of so many days have not been read in vain.

Bing Xiaotian was annoyed. But his fists are invincible to his four hands, his arms can't twist his thighs, everyone wants to stop him, he really can't leave, especially when Da Meng's sturdy posture stands in front of him, he has nothing to do.

Bing Xiaotian wants to cry, scold, and sleep.

The first two can't be achieved, but it can be achieved when you want to sleep until night.

After dinner, everyone came to the scripture room to copy the scriptures as always, and Bing Xiaotian returned early

Go to the room and sleep.

Although sleep is boring, the best thing to beat boredom is sleeping. When you fall asleep, you don't have to think about anything.

Until Li Ziren and they went back to sleep after copying the scriptures, Chen Jie still didn't appear, if they didn't know that this was Chen Jie's home, they would really think that Chen Jie was abducted.

While they were copying the scriptures, Chen Jie was discussing tomorrow's schedule with Jueyuan in Monk Jueyuan's room.

There is no registration point in the city of dF, so you can only go to the provincial capital. It's not far from the provincial capital, but the mountain roads are difficult to navigate, and it takes two or three hours to drive there, and the rain and snow are heavy in winter, and the roads are slippery, so the time may be a little longer.

So after some discussion, the two of them decided to set off at half past seven, although the ice on the road has not yet melted, but it is still possible to drive a little slower, after all, it will take time to rush back in the afternoon.

After a night of silence, Chen Jie got up early in the morning the next day, and after going to see the master, he set off with Jueyuan, and he didn't even eat breakfast.

The registration for the play-in tournament of the national competition is very simple, you only need to prepare the ID card information of the team members to register, and you do not need to be present. Fortunately, other people's ID cards are here with Chen Jie, which saves a lot of trouble.

The team size is 4 to 6 people, four regular players, and two substitutes. Bing Xiaotian is a technician, and there are only five real combatants in their team, but they have also met the requirements for registration, so although it takes a little more time on the road, on the whole, it is relatively smooth.

"Uncle Shi, do you really want to use Shaolin as the name of the team?" Jueyuan looked at the registration form in his hand, and the team name column was the two letters SL, and at a glance, he knew that it was the abbreviation of Shaolin Pinyin.

"I think it's pretty good." Chen Jie smiled, satisfied.

When they returned to the inner temple, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and they couldn't eat authentic vegetarian food outside, so the group of three people didn't eat all day.

Fortunately, the meal was prepared for them in the canteen, and Chen Jie didn't care about the image and began to gobble it up.

Warm sleep.

But Chen Jie couldn't sleep at this time because he saw someone.

"Old man? What are you doing here? ”

(End of chapter)