It was a mistake to ask Liyushu to copy the scriptures.

The ghost talisman she drew almost made the old abbot angry, and the old abbot came to find Li Aotian with his old hand shaking and holding those ghost talismans, and fell on the sandalwood table: "You can't teach you, you can't teach it." ”

The huge rice paper was full of black dots, round and large, and black.

No one could tell what it meant.

"Don't be angry, the abbot, I'll ask the emperor." A little monk from the Ao Heavenly Mandate called Liyushu over.

She stood on the side in an orderly manner, hanging her head, and her well-behaved appearance made Li Aotian's words of reprimand swallowed into her stomach, and her voice was restrained and steady: "Emperor, Weichen has something unclear, I want to ask the emperor for advice, and I hope the emperor can explain it to Weichen in detail." ”

When he said this, he obviously gritted his teeth, but between the words, it was a humble statement, hypocrisy, so hypocritical, the smart Li Yushu naturally heard it: "Uncle Huang, I must know everything and say everything." ”

Li's cheetah-like eyes narrowed slightly, and his deep pupils were like a spring, and he took the scriptures that Li Yushu copied and asked, "Dare to ask why the emperor copied the scriptures like this, and why he didn't copy them according to the abbot's requirements." ”

Hearing this, Liyushu's watery eyes immediately showed a trace of grievance.

There was still confusion in the grievance, and he stepped forward from Yushu and said respectfully: "Uncle Huang really blames me, I just copied the scriptures according to the old abbot's request." ”

"Oh? So what is the request of the old abbot? "I want to see what this emperor, who always likes to play tricks, can say.

Speaking of leaving Yushu, he learned the appearance of the old abbot.

She stood with her hands behind her back, and deliberately touched her smooth chin in the air, and said word by word in a dumb voice: "There is a Buddha in your heart, and you can understand it at one point." ”

Li Aotian glanced at the old abbot, the old abbot nodded, and said, "The old man did say this, but what does it have to do with the scriptures." ”

"Oh, you guys are so ......" didn't dare to spit out the word 'really stupid', swallowed back from Yushu, and found a blank rice paper on the wooden table, picked up the pen and ink while muttering and drawing: "I already have a Buddha in my heart, don't you just get through with a black dot with pen and ink." ”

Away from Aotian's face is full of black lines.

That's how she got her point.

Li Aotian's deep eyes seemed to be able to breathe fire, Li Yushu hurriedly hid in front of the old abbot, put his hands together and recited the sentence 'Amitabha': "Uncle Huang, the abbot is here, you can't kill." ”

"Huh." Li Aotian smiled coldly, signaled the abbot to leave, and saw the appearance of their uncle and nephew tit-for-tat to Mai Mang, the old abbot hurriedly ran away, and Li Aotian saw that there was no place to hide from Yushu, so he pulled her over and beat her hard according to her buttocks: "Weichen doesn't kill, kill ripe." ”

Whew, Uncle Huang, I didn't expect you to be such a loophole.

This is the first time that Yushu has cried.

The one who cries is called a drop of water, and it can fill the temple.

Li Aotian didn't expect her to be such a scoundrel, insisting that her ass was broken, and she couldn't sit or lie down, so she could only pout like this.

"Uncle Huang, you compensate, I don't care if you compensate me for a good ass." Li Yushu said unreasonably, holding the mentality of 'if you don't compensate, I'll cry to you'.

Li Aotian was particularly disturbed by her crying: "Enough, Weichen will compensate." ”