Chapter 136 Wine and Meat Through the Intestines, the Buddha's Heart Flows~ (Page 1/1)

"Absolutely delicious! Pollution-free, pure green vegetables you won't find anymore! No, you can still find it now, anyway, walkers, hurry up and drink! Come on, come on, don't crowd the village names in the back, everyone has it, everyone has it! Don't crowd it, boy, you're behind a seventy or eighty uncle, are you embarrassed to cut in line? Get out of the line honestly! ”

Mu Zha looked at Tang San's funeral with some hesitation, looked at the soup in the bowl, sniffed it, and nodded secretly, there was indeed no fishy smell, but the fragrance actually condensed but did not disperse, just gathered in the soup!

It was just that he was worried about Tang San's funeral festival, and Mu Zha didn't drink it immediately.

"Holy monk, this ...... It's better to solve the Inspiration King first, let this pot boil first, and it won't take much time to solve the Inspiration King. Come back and drink again, come back and drink again, how? ”

Tang San's face sank, and he said, "Do you look down on the soup I boiled!" In addition to my improved recipe, this soup also contains my life's work in Buddhism! If it weren't for the people in Chenjia Village being so pitiful, I wouldn't have taken it out!

Now for the sake of Guanyin's face, let you take a sip of this soup...... One more chance to reorganize the language! ”

Tang Sanfu touched the nine-ring tin staff, Wukong wiped the iron rod, Bajie combed his hair with a nine-tooth nail rake, and Sha Jingting picked up the crescent shovel and gestured on Mu Zha's body, as if she was looking at which place was the most suitable to start! The third princess didn't do anything, just sat in the sports car and recorded a video with her mobile phone.

Looking at this battle, a few drops of sweat were left on Mu Zha's forehead, the more Tang San was buried, the more Mu Zha didn't dare to drink, the purpose was too obvious!

"Folks, do you say, is this a vegetable soup?" Anxious, Mu Zha could only ask the old man Chen on the side in a quiet voice.

"What's the soup?"

"Saicai soup!"

"What kind of soup is Zhai?"

"Saisai Vegetable Soup !!!"

"What vegetable soup?"

Muzha seems to be dead to this old man, so angry~ I saw you talking and laughing with the old lady next to you just now, looking like you are very lofty, but it is my turn to ask you, but you pretend to be deaf!

"Young man, Lao Chen Tou was injured when he was young, and his ears were not good, the doctor said, what kind of intermittent selective ear back is this, the name is too long, I can't remember clearly."

Intermittent selective dorsal deaurals? Who are you fooling! How could there be such a problem!

"Young man, if you ask if this is Zhaicai soup, I can tell you very responsibly that this is Zhaicai soup! Drink it, drink it and learn a good lesson, that evil little inspiration ...... King!! Old Chen Tou looked at Mu Zha with a kind face, as if he was looking at his grandson.

When Mu Zha heard this, he put his mind at ease, thinking in his heart, the village names of Chenjia Village can't be as shameless as Tang San's funeral, cheap, right? Their word is always believed!

So Mu Zha picked up the big bowl and drank it in one gulp, smashed his mouth, and smiled quite embarrassedly: "Holy monk, this soup is really delicious!" Can you, can you give me the recipe, so I can go and stew a few pots for the Bodhisattva? ”

When Tang Sanfu heard this, he immediately stopped serving soup to the village names, and said with a smile: "Okay! Don't worry, wait until I distribute this pot of soup to the village names! ”

"Okay!"

Mu Zha smashed his mouth, looked at the big pot that was still boiling, and said secretly: "Such a big pot, I want two bowls of it, it shouldn't be in the way, and the villagers basically have one bowl per person." ”

Licking his face, he came to Tang San's funeral side and said with a smile: "Holy monk~ another bowl!" ”

"Don't you suspect the poor monk?"

"How can you!"

After drinking another bowl, Mu Zha came to Tang Sanfu, who was drinking soup, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Holy monk, this recipe ......"

Tang Sanfu waved his hand and said, "It's okay, my own family!" I'll tell you the recipe, you can remember it! Don't come to me if you forget! ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Muzha was so moved, what did he hear just now? Own family! In this way, will it not be difficult to find him in the future?

"First of all, the choice of fire, fire wants samadhi true fire!"

"Samadhi is really hot!"

"Water Demon Water of the Seas!"

"...... of the Four Seas Wait a while, holy monk, it's just boiling fasting soup, why do you need samadhi true fire? ”

"Oh, because one of the main ingredients in it needs to be refined by divine fire! Otherwise, the smell of the main material will not be emanated! Got it? ”

Mu Zha nodded thoughtfully and said, "Okay, understood!" ”

"Water wants water from all over the world!"

"The waters of the four seas!"

"The side dishes should be coriander, cabbage, chopped green onions, and stir-fried garlic."

"Coriander, cabbage, chopped green onions, stir-fried garlic!"

"Next is the main material!"

"What kind of god-level vegetables are the main ingredients? Wherever there is, I'll ask for a few points. ”

Tang Sanfu waved his hand and said, "No, you have the main material in the South China Sea Purple Bamboo Forest!" ”

"We have the purple bamboo forest in the South China Sea?"

"Not bad!"

"What is it?"

"That's the goldfish in the lotus pond!"

Mu Zha suddenly realized: "Oh! I see, it turned out to be a goldfish in the lotus pond~"

Muzha: "...... "What did I just hear?" Am I having auditory hallucinations? What did this monk just say?

Quickly walked to the side of the pot, lifted the lid of the pot and looked, sure enough, there was a huge fish lying inside with its eyes rolling and still having its last breath!

"Hui'an Walker, help~"

Looking at the inspiration little goldfish who asked for help from himself, Mu Zha's heart was broken!

Myself, what have I done~ I broke my vows!

"Amitabha! Amitabha! Amitabha! ”

Looking at Mu Zha, who was standing in place and chanting sutras, Tang Sanyu smiled and said, "Can this material be found in the Purple Bamboo Forest?" ”

"You! What contains the Dharma, what a modified soup! It's all fake! It's all a lie! ”

Tang Sanfu waved his hand, interrupted Mu Zha, and said indifferently: "Eh, don't say that, Hui'an travelers, can the matter of the monks be called a deception?" I'm not lying to you! This really contains my Dharma! ”

"Bullshit Dharma!" Muzha, who felt speechless, immediately began to chant the scriptures again. "Amitabha! Amitabha! ”

Tang Sanfu smiled, came to the pot, picked up a spoon and served a bowl to himself, and said, "Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart flows!" That's what I call Dharma! Therefore, the poor monks have not obeyed the rules and precepts along the way! ”

"Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart!?"

Tang Sanfu smiled and nodded, he didn't correct Mu Zha's typo, this kid is already pitiful enough, it's better not to be stimulated!

The more he spoke, the brighter Mu Zha's eyes became, and his whole body was filled with the aura of Wei Guangzheng. It's like a picture that as long as you go back and cultivate for a while, you will definitely be able to break through!

Tang Sanyu looked at Mu Zha, scratching his head, "Why do two of them have signs of breakthrough after listening to the words of the poor monk?" Could it be that a poor monk still has the potential to be a teacher? ”

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