Hearing the curse words of psyllium, everyone in the private room was startled. Sun Desheng hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his brother's mouth, and said to the old monk with a smiling face: "Great monk, my brother just came over from drinking at home. The strength of the wine has not passed, and all he says is drunk. It's not that I said, just now he scolded me for being a fat man, don't believe you ask Huang Ran...... Lao Huang, my brother has avenged you in the ancient tomb......"

Seeing this, Huang Ran also came over with a smiling face and said, "Zen master, this child is neither big nor small. Don't be like him. You're in my face......"

"Your face? How big is your chubby face? Buddha, why do I want to look at your face? The big monk laughed strangely, then turned around and looked at the psyllium in the clouds with a smile, and said, "This face is to be given, but you can't give him Xiao Huangran." If you want to give it, you have to give it to that person...... Hahahaha, it's funny, I can't imagine that he can stay with your kind of ......"

The old monk obviously knew something, Huang Ran blinked his eyes, and said cautiously: "Zen master, do you know the parents and elders of this child?" ”

"Buddha, do I know it, and I still have to nod my head? While pulling it away......" The great monk glanced at Huang Ran, and then continued: "You invite others to go down to the restaurant here, and let the Buddha eat bran at home." Bring the dishes over and let the Buddha and I taste the idleness...... This is a meat dish, why didn't you say it earlier? Don't you know that Buddha and I'm a monk? Sin, sin...... It's a little light, Xiao Huang, you don't have any eyesight, this thing has to match the snow mushroom......"

The old monk said that he was a monk and stuffed it into his mouth. Except for psyllium, everyone else was used to seeing his virtue, and no one dared to say anything.

While the old monk was eating and drinking, Sun Desheng leaned into the ear of the psyllium and whispered: "Brother, don't mess with this old monk." He is a big man on an equal footing with our Director Wu...... Give my brother a face, you can endure everything, after eating this meal, brother, I will take you to Yang Shushu's house to smash the door, let's scold him all night. ”

No matter how mad the psyllium is, it knows the severity. Seeing that almost everyone was smiling at the old monk, he could only try not to provoke him.

At this time, the service lady brought over with a plate of steamed fish. After putting the plate down, he introduced: "This is a steamed juvenile shark, after the shark grows up, there will be ammonia in the meat, which is not suitable for cooking, only the juvenile shark meat is tender for two or three months......

After listening to the introduction of the service lady, the old monk said: "Girl, you said this is a juvenile shark? Amitabha...... You are too cruel, bring it over, the Buddha has to surpass it for you...... Fish, fish, your blessing is not small. Buddha, I personally crossed you, and you will be reincarnated as a human being in the next life...... It's light, how can a good fish be steamed? Sauce stew! How do you eat it so light? It's so damn light, it's a sin......"

"Please talk to the kitchen, the dishes in the back have to be heavy. If there is pickled cabbage, let's have a ......" Seeing that the service lady was a little confused, Huang Ran smiled slightly, and sent her away after tipping. Then he said to the old monk: "I don't know that Zen Master is coming, if I knew earlier, I wouldn't eat here......"

"Don't talk about those useless ones, Buddha, I'm here to get the Bodhisattva cicada. I haven't seen that little thing for hundreds of years, and I still miss it in my heart, Buddha. The old monk said, wiping his mouth with the monk's robe on his body, not the monk's robe, the coat and the coat not big, and then continued: "Buddha, I am just this little thing, Xiaohuang, you haven't done anything, right?" ”

Huang Ran showed an embarrassed expression on his face, and said, "This is my disadvantage, and the Bodhisattva has returned to heaven......"

"Buddha, I have raised the Bodhisattva cicada for so many years? Huang Ran, what should you do? When the great monk heard this, he directly threw away his chopsticks, and then continued to Huang Ran with a sad face: "I took it as a son, and there is such a Bodhisattva cicada in the whole world." Say no, there is no more? Do you know how I, a white-haired man, feel when I send a black-haired man...... I'm a Buddha, let me go with the Bodhisattva......"

As he spoke, the old monk howled in front of everyone. Huang Ran's persuasion is not, and it is not persuaded by non-persuasion. Standing awkwardly beside the old monk, such a smart person began to be at a loss. And Meng Qiqi and Zhang Zhiyan's reactions are also different, Zhang Zhiyan and Huang Ran are similar, and they don't know how to react to the old monk. And Miss Meng completely ignored the old monk's side, she took out her mobile phone and was scrolling through the circle of friends.

Looking at the reactions of these people, Psyllium whispered to Sun Desheng: "This is the master who sits on an equal footing with your father-in-law?" That's it when your own son dies, right? Or is that what kind of Bodhisattva cicada is his own .....?"

"Don't talk nonsense, my little ancestor ......" Sun Desheng covered psyllium's mouth again and said, "What do you know?" That's how the great monk plays the world. Come on, for Huang Ran's sake of pulling you just now, brother, I'll pull him too......"

Then, Sun Desheng stood up with a smile, walked to the old monk's side, and said, "Great monk, the cicada can't be resurrected after death." You have to think about it a little bit, or else, the great monk, you go and do something to divert your attention. It's not that I said, I can't keep moving towards the Bodhisattva and hurt my body......"

After listening to Sun Desheng's words, the old monk seemed to have changed as if he had changed, and said bluntly: "Ebisu musk grape concert, it is estimated that I will go to see two, three, four or five concerts, Buddha, my mood will be better......"

"No problem...... Sun Desheng smiled and said, "In this way, I will arrange a backyard meeting for the big monk, and the big guy will take a photo ...... affectionately."

Psyllium listened confusedly on the side, and couldn't help but say to Sun Desheng: "Fatty, what Ebisu and what grapes?" Why are there still concerts? ”

Sun Desheng glanced at him and said in a low voice: "Don't ask about adults." It's not a good thing to hear too much......"

Listening to Sun Desheng's words, the old monk's face was red with excitement. He laughed and said, "Isn't that okay too?" How can I say that I am also a monk, and I can't hold anything in my heart except my Buddha...... Okay, it's just to meet and take a picture of something, I will definitely not go to the hotel Buddha......"

"That's right! There is also a hotel ......" Sun Desheng laughed and continued: "After the concert, I will arrange for the great monk to visit the hotel." I'll get you a presidential suite - no, it's supposed to be called the Holy Monk's Meditation Room......"

Listening to Sun Fatzi's words, the great monk suddenly opened his eyebrows and laughed, and said: "Being enlightened by you like this, I am not so uncomfortable with the Buddha, and the Bodhisattva Cicada will return to heaven." Speaking of which, it seems that I killed its flesh back then, and its teeth and claws are not very painful......"

Then he glanced back at Huang Ran, shook his head, and said to him: "Buddha, I originally wanted to promote you and accept you as my little apprentice." It's a pity that there is no eyesight price...... Buddha I ate muscadine grapes in front of you, how many days, and you didn't see it at all? ”

Without waiting for Huang Ran to explain, Meng Qiqi finally put down his mobile phone, and said unconvinced: "Monk, if you want to go, just say it, you know all the virtues, what else can't you say?" ”

"Buddha, I am a monk, how can I say that kind of thing, sin......" When he spoke, the old monk suddenly thought of something, glanced at Meng Qiqi, and then looked at psyllium, and then said with a smile: "Otherwise, Buddha I will be a matchmaker and match the two of you." There's no better fit in the world than the two of you......"

As soon as this sentence was finished, Psyllium, Meng Qiqi and Zhang Zhiyan spoke at the same time: "No! ”