The old monk left, got up early in the morning and took more than a dozen scriptures copied by Chen Fan, took all the money away, a total of more than a dozen taels of silver, left Chen Fan with food, about more than a week to eat, walked very simply, I don't know why, Chen Fan actually had some bad feelings in his heart, what Chen Fan didn't know was that later an article was born, all kinds of Qinglian Buddha noodles were spread, and literati and artists also made many paintings of noodles.

On the evening of the second day after the old monk left, a young man came and threw dozens of copper plates into it, and then looked up and saw Chen Fan, and was shocked, he didn't expect to meet this monk again, but where did the old monk go? Hong Yi was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask anything, the two of them read a book and chanted scriptures, and they didn't interfere with each other, but after an hour, Hong Yijian, a young monk, didn't stop to cook and eat, which made Hong Yi a little embarrassed, he was not as good as a monk, and he couldn't hold on for another hour, Hong Yi was so hungry that he couldn't stand it! said, "Little Master, can you make some food?" ”

"Huh? Cook? There are dishes and noodles in the kitchen, you can do it yourself! Don't disturb me reading the scriptures! Chen Fan glanced up at him.

This made Hong Yi a little embarrassed, but he was so hungry that he couldn't stand it, so he had to get up and run to the kitchen to cook, put down two bowls of noodles, and even made Chen Fan's share diligently, and after bringing it over happily, he saw Chen Fan holding a roast leg of lamb in one hand, a scripture book in the other, and a gourd on the table, don't think about it, the house is full of wine, what else can it be? This made Hong Yi a little angry, but after a while, he sat there honestly and ate his noodles again.

After Hong Yi ate two bowls of noodles, he finally felt much more comfortable, and began to pick up the book and read again, but at this time, he smelled a fragrance again, and his brain suddenly cleared up a lot, Hong Yi finally took a look, only to see that the monk was eating nuts that he didn't know, and there were several fruits next to him, and he didn't know where he took them out, and now it was not the season for these fruits at all, Hong Yi held back and continued to read his book, and suddenly there was an indescribable fragrance coming to his nose, and his thin body actually felt hot, But he saw the monk holding a sword roasting unknown meat, and the scriptures in his hand never stopped.

Hong Yi couldn't help but say: "Pretending, no matter how many scriptures you read, you're just a wine and meat monk!" ”

Chen Fan glanced at it and said: "How do you know that the monk is a monk of wine and meat, don't you smell that wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart, besides, the monk and I are different from other monks, what is it to eat some wine and meat, compared to you scholars, it is much better, what to say is that a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a prostitute, a prostitute is better than a prostitute, a prostitute is better than a thief, it is better to steal, force a good person to become a prostitute, bully the people, be self-exalted, look down on others, think about it all day long, and I don't know what is great, don't you hear that you are more readers, Most of the righteousness is the slaughter of dogs! ”

Hong Yi's face flushed when he said it, and he said loudly: "I'm different from them!" Besides, you monks don't produce or pay taxes, some of them even lend usury, and they even use the name of the monastery to oppress the people, and some are even proficient in eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling. ”

"I'm sorry, what you said is not a monk, it's just a temple built by a bald head, and it doesn't matter if you deceive the people in this way, it shows that you scholars don't do things! It has nothing to do with poor monks, but you scholars can think that you are merry and talented, and you don't pay money for prostitution, and your fame is even greater. Chen Fan smiled at him.

The two were hurting each other with their mouths, and they saw a girl in a pink lady's dress, slim and graceful, aged about eighteen or nineteen, walking over and saying with a smile: "A little monk, a little teenager, it's really funny to scold each other without sleeping at night, oh?" This little monk also gave a congratulatory gift to eat meat! Giggles, even more fun! ”

Chen Fan looked at her with a smile and said, "Yes! A girl who doesn't sleep at night and runs to the temple is even more interesting, and she wears so little, isn't she horny! Do you want the poor monks to help? ”

"Giggles, the little monk has a lot of breath! Yes, I don't like small ones! The girl's last two words were a little heavy.

"The poor monk is not small, how do you know? You haven't seen it again, and besides, even if you want to, the poor monk still hates you for being dirty! Chen Fan said.

"Humph! Little monk, do you want to find death? The girl actually froze, "In this ancient temple in the deep mountains, a woman suddenly appeared for no reason, either a ghost or a demon." Hong Yi thought, but when she saw Chen Fan scolding her, her heart was cold again.

"Oh? A stinky fox still wants to kill the poor monk, if it weren't for the poor monk who was a little happy today, he would have to skin your fox! Chen Fan said lightly.

"I didn't expect that this monk is not an ordinary person, that girl turned out to be a fox spirit, it seems that this world is really not so simple!" After Hong Yi heard Chen Fan's words, he thought secretly.

The girl's heart was cold after hearing this, and she couldn't think of seeing it, this little monk was not small, and said coldly: "The tone is not small, it seems that I have to teach you some lessons!" The girl pulled out her sleeves, but saw that the nine-ring tin staff standing on the side actually flew out and flew towards the girl, Chen Fan poured a sip of wine and said, "I don't know what to do!" ”

Chen Fan's voice fell, the nine-ring tin staff Buddha was prosperous, and the girl's head never fell, she didn't expect that a ghost immortal who had survived the second thunder tribulation would suddenly be held by the little monk in front of her, when did such a person appear in the world?

At this time, Hong Yi didn't know what was wrong, whether it was the effect of the sperm worm on the brain or the plot correction, so he actually said to Chen Fan: "Can you let her go?" She didn't do anything bad, and she seemed to be a good demon. ”

After Chen Fan heard what Hong Yi said, he glanced at him curiously and said, "The two of us don't seem to have anything to do with each other, right?" Besides, whether the demon is good or not, it is the poor monk who says that she is a good demon, she is a good demon, and if she is not a good demon, she is not a good demon! After speaking, he took back the nine-ring tin rod and said, "Come here, rub the shoulders of the poor monk, I remember that Xiao Qian rubbed it last time, it's been a long time." ”

After hearing this, the Xianghu Demon, one of the eight demon immortals, hurriedly walked behind Chen Fan and rubbed his shoulders, Chen Fan still held the scriptures in one hand and the dragon meat in his hand in the other hand to eat, and sometimes poured a sip of wine, Hong Yi saw the concubine rubbing his shoulders and looked at Chen Fan who was enjoying it, sighed in his heart, picked up his book and read it again.

Concubine Yuan looked at the meat in Chen Fan's hand, only to feel that the energy contained in the meat was so huge, and looked at the bones that were thrown aside without eating cleanly, not even the bone marrow, and suddenly went crazy in her heart, those that were thrown away for herself can survive three thunder tribulations, it is really a loser, and when she smelled the fragrance of Chen Fan's wine, the mana in her body actually increased a lot, and she swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and she took it with a night that was faster than her own cultivation.

What she didn't know was that the peach blossom wine in Chen Fanyu's wine gourd was collected by the Three Holy Mothers in the Pan Tao Garden in the Heavenly Court, and the water was collected from the lotus leaves in the Yao Pond.

"Where's home?" Chen Fan asked.

"It's not far from here!" Concubine Yuan replied.

"If you don't practice well, what are you doing when you come out in the middle of the night? Do you feel that your cultivation is a little slow, and you want to absorb people's essence? Although Chen Fan knew what she was doing, he still teased her.

After hearing Chen Fan's words, Concubine Yuan blushed and said, "No, no, I want to ask Mr. to teach my juniors to read and write!" ”

"Oh! I see, yes, it's not easy to practice, it's difficult to become an immortal, it's even more difficult to get a road, the poor monk has been practicing for a long time, but it seems to be on the wrong path, it's not okay to only cultivate the Yuan Shen, your body doesn't care, how can you become an immortal, even if it is a ghost immortal, you also know that after becoming an immortal, you will shape the foundation and re-forge a body, you just cultivate the Yuan Shen, isn't it a bit stupid! I don't know why you're okay until now? Chen Fan glanced at her and said slowly.