"Alright, let's start shaving!" The little monk Huineng held a razor in his hand, pulled a knife flower, and came up to Lin Hehe's remaining long hair. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Okay, let's go and lead your way, from today onwards, you two will be members of our Fighting Buddha Sect." Looking at the two shiny bald heads, the little monk Huineng was very satisfied with his craft.

"Isn't there a scar?" Seeing that it was over after giving himself a bowl of bald heads, Lin Hehe asked.

"We don't want this." The little monk said.

"Oh... It's a pity, I think it's pretty cool. Lin Hehe touched his bald head.

Although the two of them are already overage, but as monks, they can only lead the novice outfit, that is, Baina shoes with green shirts, looking at the familiar shape of Buddhist shoes, Lin Hehe can't help but feel a little emotional, after all, the first equipment in his life is Buddhist shoes.

"Remember to ask for a Dharma name... Forget it, I'll give you the Dharma name directly, and when others ask about it in the future, they will say that I gave it. The little monk said when he saw that they had finished receiving their clothes.

"Uh-huh! Ok, good, good! Lin Hehe was a little excited when he heard the law name, after all, the law name of the monk in the film and television drama is the second name, and he is really not satisfied with his name "hehe", after all, the death knell is such a domineering nickname followed by a "hehe", and the effect is broken in half in an instant.

"We don't count it by generation here, in fact, you don't count it by generation, after all, there are newcomers basically every day, we recruit people all year round, the tall one you call 'quit empty', and the short one is called 'quit color'." The little monk wrinkled his fat cheeks and thought for a while.

Lin Hehe looked around and found that there was no shorter person, only to know that the "quit color" was talking about himself.

Lin Hehe originally thought that the level of his name had fallen to the floor, but he didn't expect that there was hell under the floor, although he didn't know much about Buddhism, but he also knew that the "precept color" in Buddhism was not the same thing as other people's "precept color". But the main thing is that others don't think so!

As soon as I think of going out to introduce my identity in the future, I have to say:

"Hello everyone, I'm Death Knell."

Lin Hehe felt that his future on the path of cultivation was bleak, and he had no courage to struggle.

"Senior, can you discuss and give me a different legal name? It's good to quit looking, smelling, and ringing! Lin Hehe felt that his law number could be rescued again, otherwise he would really have no face to see people when he went out in the future.

"It seems that you are not very satisfied with this, then I, I have to give you my treasured Dharma name, this is what I got in a flash of inspiration when I was crossing the Holy Tribulation before, and I originally planned to give it to my personal disciple, but I cheapened you for no reason." The little monk Huineng thought about it, and the fat on his face shook twice.

"Thank you, senior! You're so nice, senior! You rock! Lin Hehe also knelt and licked without hesitation, full of posture.

"Let's call it 'Wu Neng'!" The little monk Huineng said this name with a painful face, obviously very reluctant.

“... Uh, look, how about calling me 'Goku'? "I really know the truth, my tears fell, there should be no Journey to the West in the cultivation world, but I can't stand the players knowing! No matter how you say it, you have to position yourself in the position of the big brother every day!

"You are very Buddha-like, then you should be called 'Wukong'!" The little monk Huineng was also surprised by Lin Hehe's ability to draw inferences.

"Let's go, it's past the morning class now, I'll take you to see your accommodation area, as well as the martial arts arena." The little monk Huineng did his best to play the role of a guide for the two.

“... I remember, isn't the life of a monk a vegetarian in simple clothes? Lin Hehe looked at the dormitory area in front of him, a little shocked.

Seeing the dormitory area pointed out to him by the little monk Huineng, Lin Hehe thought that he had gone to the wrong place, the Chinese-style cornices and wooden attic of the detached courtyard. There are rockeries and flowing water vegetation in it, and there are fairy birds and beasts faintly visible.

"As Buddhist disciples, we should naturally concentrate on studying the Dharma, and things outside our bodies are naturally not something we should worry about, so if we stay as comfortable as possible, it will be easier for us to get peace." The little monk Huineng pointed to the large patchwork villa area and said.

"I remember, among the Ten Commandments, there is a high bed that does not sit and lie down, right?" Seeing this, Lin Hehe still felt a little unreal.

"Yes, so we are the Four Commandments!" The little monk looked right.

"What we practice in the Fighting Buddha Sect is great freedom, not only spiritual freedom, but also physical freedom, how to be free and how to cultivate." The little monk added.

"Then why are there four commandments?"

"For world peace."

"Alright, go pick a little yard of your own." The little monk pointed to the villa area in front of him and motioned for Lin Hehe to pick it himself.

"Oh ho ho ho... This one is okay, this one is not bad! This tiger is in the dragon pan! This one sits north and faces south! Land and houses are the obsessions that Lin Hehe has been instilled by his parents since he was a child, and when he saw this piece of residence, Lin Hehe was a little numb for a while, that is, he committed his choice difficulty.

"That's it! I want this purple qi to come from the east! Good lighting! The name sounds festive! After thinking about it, Lin Hehe chose a small courtyard located on the edge of the cliff, where the window happened to be facing the place where the sun was rising, and the other side was facing the flowing water and mountain stream, which was very poetic.

"Then I'll be next to Brother Lin!" Robinson looked and picked a courtyard not far from Lin Hehe.

"I'll take you to get your weapons when you've picked them." The little monk continued.

"So good!! Returning the weapon!!? Lin Hehe's wish to change his face can finally be realized, and he is about to get rid of the pressure of the bell ringer, after all, this weapon is easy to use, but it is really not elegant at all, and it cannot show Lin Hehe's French melancholy temperament, after all, carrying a hammer is a bit of a construction site's heroism.

"We have sticks here." Lin Hehe looked at this arsenal and was a little stunned, densely packed with all kinds of sticks arranged on the weapon rack, and he didn't know that he thought that he had come to the steel factory.

"What else?" Lin Hehe is obviously unwilling to really confirm his identity as a senior brother.

"It's gone! Our yard is made of sticks. The little fat monk spread his hands and motioned to Lin Hehe, if you like to use it, you don't need to roll.

"Then your sword...?" Lin Hehe remembered the invincible razor.

"This is my ancestral, what? Do you want? ”

"Don't dare!"

"Senior." Robinson asked, looking at the sticks.

"Huh?" The little monk looked over.

"I don't want to use weapons, can I use my fists if I want?"

"Looks like your hairstyle is causing your craving for fists." Lin Hehe looked at Robinson's big bald head and said.