Teaching, Ming Zen is serious.

Not only did they ask them to bathe and change their clothes to keep their minds resting, but they were also strictly forbidden to grow their hair.

"It's not that you lose your hair for the Buddha, but you yourself lose your hair to express your gratitude to the Buddha, is it too much? Is it hard? Shouldn't it? ”

The dead fish in Yexi looked at him: "It's difficult, it shouldn't be too much." ”

Ming Chan rolled his eyes, who is playing word games with you.

"Learn Buddhist culture well, don't be afraid to go all over the world, come on, come on, students, please look at the big blackboard, all raise your heads, who dares to go distracted, chalk heads fly over."

Ming Chan felt that the class in Yexi's hometown was very interesting, and restored it according to his own imagination, he was Teacher Ming.

Yexi is not angry, the dead thief is bald, put a piece of chalk and think that he is a person, right, wait for me to abuse you.

But she failed to abuse Ming Chan, she was abused by Ming Chan first, and everyone was abused by Ming Chan.

"Why? Doesn't this word mean Buddha sound? Why did you become a devil again? When we don't have a memory? ”

Ming Chan was calm: "The Buddhist text is not in shape, why is the meaning the same when the context before and after is so different?" Think about it very much. ”

"Phew." Xiao Baobao scolded: "Since it is different, it is expressed in two words." ”

Ming Chan was still calm: "This is an ancient Buddhist text, and there were not so many words at that time." Therefore, we have to learn even more, so that there is no nonsense in the words at that time. ”

Numerous:... You're just.

Painful learning.

Fortunately, these scriptures are actually very short, and some even have only one sentence on them. But Rao was so, and in view of his obscurity and profundity, they had only learned five hundred volumes by the time they got to the tea master's territory.

The total, one hundred thousand.

Want to go crazy.

Nightbrook muttered, "Why do I feel like this thing is harder than the characters?" ”

Doubt your own intelligence.

Wugui comforted her: "But everyone can learn these characters, but only you can learn them." ”

What's the way, when Yexi talks about characters, everyone thinks they understand and understand and think they can write, but no one can write it.

No matter how difficult the ancient Buddhist text is, everyone has learned it.

Therefore, it is still the characters that are more representative of the ability.

Yexi doubted herself: "But I'm not a monk." ”

the fart.

Wugui can only remind her with his eyes, there are a few monks in everyone, it's not that everyone together can't beat the big demon king.

Yexi hugged her bare head and wanted to cry.

That autocratic, domineering, and messing around old father!

Bamboo: This sentence expresses the essence, the first word explains the majesty of the father, and the latter word reveals the daughter's strong admiration for the father, which is good.

Yexi: You're blind!

Ming Chan was so happy that he flew up, first, he made contributions to everyone, or rather, the power of one person abused the crowd and turned over. The second is because of these precious ancient scriptures.

Secretly discussed with Yexi: "Do you think—these, these—how about I bring them back?" ”

Yexi was about to vomit when he looked at it more, and the corners of his eyes were white: "Yes, I am very skilled in digging up my mother's house and sticking to my mother-in-law's house." ”

A white-eyed wolf.

Ming Chan was speechless: "I am a member of Buddhism." ”

"That's digging up the mother-in-law's house and sticking it to the mother's house, a white-eyed wolf."

"Ahem, don't take it for nothing, change it."

"Don't ask me, it's not mine."

"Can you help me ask, sir—"

He was also scared of bamboo.

Yexi glanced at him: "Your own family doesn't have to be polite, you can take it with you." ”

She is rich, not rare.

Ming Chan was embarrassed: "That, Tuo's... These are originals, very precious, and they have to be carefully preserved. ”

Yexi ouch: "My house is not well preserved?" ”

"It's not... It's useless for you to take it, take up space..."

Yexi looked at him, and Ming Chan immediately bared his teeth and squinted, blinking.

Le: "After knowing each other for so many years, you sold me cute for the first time." ”

It's even a dog's leg selling cute.

Ming Zen heart said, for my Buddha, I am open.

Yexi: You're a fart, you've lost face in front of me.

"Ask for you."

There was no need for her to ask, the bamboo came out by himself, and said coldly: "It's useless to learn it, take it all, as for the reward, I will find someone to ask for it." ”

The two looked at each other, and Yexi was cautious: "We have acquaintances in Buddhism?" ”

Bamboo: "The divine realm is so big, and after living for a long time, it is inevitable to know each other." ”

Yexi is habitually congested and doesn't want to ask more.

Ming Chan thanked him honestly, and the bamboo walked away without saying a word.

"What a gentleman."

Yexi glanced at him, coldly, fool, what he meant, it was taken from your house, and you took it away just right, so as not to occupy a place.

The place of the tea master is a forest wood, there are many tea trees, but there are more other trees, looking down from the top down, the canopy is connected to the canopy, there is no end in sight, the layers of green spread everywhere, it seems that there is no heaven and earth, as if it is covered by a cylinder.

Everyone was at a loss, was this a place in the divine realm or the tea master's private world? Is there a heaven and earth? It was too painful and engrossed to pay attention to how it came in.

The tea master said: "The air here is good, it's very refreshing, otherwise you will continue to study?" It's not too late to go in and experience it when you've learned what to do with it. ”

Get in? Into the forest?

Xiao Baobao: "Master, is our holy realm a tree sprouting and opening up the heavens and the earth?" ”

The tea master sneered: "Who told you that I am a holy realm? ”

Xiao Baobao's mouth opened: "I understand, you are the latecomer." ”

Tea Master scolded Xiao Baobao's sharp teeth: "Enter now or later?" ”

And the people looked at the night stream, and the night stream looked at the bamboo.

The tea master was angry again, as if he wanted to listen to him.

Bamboo said: "Come in, take it if you see something useful." ”

The tea master added: "If you don't need it, come out quickly." ”

Nightbrook glanced at him, and her gaze fell on the forest wood.

Trees, good things, even if you can't use them, planting them in the space can purify the air and keep the soil moisturized, right?

The tea master saw her simple thoughts and smiled silently.

Xiao Baobao knew that these trees were not so easy to pull out, and secretly pondered about it.

The tea master stomped on the deck, and the group fell down like rain, falling silently in the forest, and separated.

"The roots of the ears are finally quiet."

It was Ta Sang who said this.

I saw that his indifferent mask finally couldn't be maintained, and he rubbed the sides of his forehead and stretched his eyebrows.

Wu Li sighed: "I still hate your eldest grandson this day." ”

Yu Sang had a headache and said: "I really don't have any feelings for monks, especially when chanting scriptures." ”

Wu Li was silent, deeply sympathetic.

The tea master was also embarrassed, and felt strange: "Their temperament can really be studied according to the press, and they are quite serious in learning." ”

He said: "You don't look at who takes the lead, as long as Yexi takes the lead, the sword mountain and the sea of fire, and the monk recites the scriptures." ”

The tea master laughed at him: "What are you proud of, and you are not your apprentice." ”

Laughing: "It's not an apprentice, it's also a relative." ”

The tea master was stunned, thriller, old thing, do you know what you are talking about? Or was it coerced in some way?

"With her relationship with no return, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is my kinship." He winked at him: "What's more, I have already fallen in love with her." ”

The tea master stood still, thought for a full quarter of an hour, slowly looked at everyone, and left without saying a word.

"What do you mean?" Wu Li asked.

"The devil knows, this man is unpredictable, the devil knows what he thinks." ”

Yu Sang said lightly: "I pinched my fingers immediately after I saw him turn around. ”

The three of them went to see the bamboo at the same time, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, why did they faintly take him as the leader?

Poisonous.

Bamboo swept the direction where the tea master disappeared with a cool glance, sneered, and said ramblingly: "I don't have to do it." ”

There was no beginning or end, but the three of them seemed to be aware of the oppression that was faintly exploding on the side of the bamboo, and they didn't dare to speak for a while.

And the tea master who left with his fingers pinched was in a secret place, and his fingers pinched out the afterimage, but in the end, he spit blood.

There was silence for a long time.

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