Qiu Ming turned back suddenly, the "beggar" who was lying on the ground just now had already sat up, wearing a broken hat on his head, and the clothes on his body had many holes and patches. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

If someone else saw it, they would definitely think it was a beggar, but Qiu Ming knew that this was the Daoji monk he was looking for, that is, Jigong.

"Senior brother is a Taoist monk?" Qiu Ming clasped his hands together and made a Buddhist etiquette. Although I haven't done it in a long time, there is no jerky feeling.

Jigong was a little curious, he called Senior Brother Qiu Ming, that was because Buddhism calls strange cultivators like this, just like Daomen calls Daoyou.

He felt that the aura on Qiu Ming's body was very strange, and he was undoubtedly a cultivator, but he couldn't see through which sect it belonged to. The people in this world who can make him unable to see through the details should be seniors, but the aura in front of him is very weak.

But the other party actually made Buddhist etiquette, this person is a Buddhist disciple? Which line of exercises was he practicing, and why had he never seen it?

"Senior brother knows the monk?" Jigong was even more curious, he only came to Yingtianfu today, why did this person in front of him know him? When he became a monk, he was in Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou ~ Zhou, and he never came to Yingtianfu!

"I've heard about my senior brother's deeds, and I made a bold guess just now, so it seems that I guessed correctly." This image, if it wasn't lying with his back to Qiu Ming just now, Qiu Ming would have recognized it a long time ago.

It's just that Qiu Ming was a little surprised that this Jigong's mana must be very profound, but he didn't feel a trace of it just now, which was even more powerful.

"Dare to ask the junior brother's number?" Jigong asked again.

The corners of Qiu Ming's mouth twitched, he just had a law name, and he was still given by a fool. Although Qiu Ming knew that this Dharma name had another meaning in the Buddhist scriptures, he still didn't like it very much, after all, he came from the real world, but he didn't plan to really worship the Buddha forever and not find a girlfriend.

You can't find one in the real world, but you can find one in the cartoon world.

"My common name is Qiu Ming, well, the word Xiaoming, senior brother can call me Qiu Ming." Since the Dharma name is just a title, then my name is just a title to tell you which one is the same.

Jigong leaned lazily against the wall and squinted at Qiu Ming. This man does not use a French name, but a common name. And although he had a hat on his head, he could still "see" the short hair.

Could it be that this Qiu Ming is a monk who has not been in the world for a long time?

"Senior Brother Qiu Ming, then which master do you study with?" Knowing who the other party's master is, Jigong will be able to know the other party's seniority.

"Senior Brother Daoji, Master's Dharma name, it is inconvenient for the disciple to mention it." Being able to talk to Ji Ping's juniors, Qiu Ming is still very happy in his heart.

"So in which temple does Venerable Master practice?"

"It's just a nameless small temple, don't mention it." Qiu Ming really didn't know what the name of that small temple was, and he also asked the idiot at the beginning, but the idiot said that the temple is a temple, why does it have to have a name?

Jigong frowned, why didn't this person say the French sign, didn't he want to say the teacher? But looking at his body, there is no karma, and he should not have done anything evil.

If you say that you use any means to wash away your karma, then with this Qiu Ming's strength, you will definitely not be able to do it.

"Senior Brother Qiu Ming, are you still vulgar?"

Qiu Ming smiled awkwardly, and said in his heart that when he became a monk, he was ~forced~! Although he later learned some magical exercises, he didn't think about abiding by those pure rules and precepts, especially definitely not abstaining from sex forever, this can't be quit!

Fortunately, the person in front of him doesn't seem to be a well-behaved monk, Qiu Ming thinks that he may be able to become friends with Jigong.

"Senior Brother Daoji, when you go to sleep, you should be hungry, why don't we go eat something?" Compared with Jigong, who has all the patches on his clothes, Qiu Ming is definitely a rich monk!

As soon as he talked about eating, Jigong's eyes became shining: "Okay." If you have dog meat, it would be better to dip it in garlic. ”

Meat and garlic, which were strictly forbidden in Buddhism at this time. The taste of garlic is very strong, and after the monk eats it, it is inconvenient to lecture with the pilgrims. As for meat, it's even worse, Buddhism doesn't produce it, so it's forbidden to eat meat, which is the government's statement. Buddhism's own explanation is that Buddhism prohibits killing, so it does not eat blood.

Anyway, when Qiu Ming was with them, he couldn't eat any of them.

When they arrived at a restaurant, when Qiu Ming and the others were just about to enter, Xiao Er ran over and waved at Jigong: "Go, go, beggars go to the back door, there are leftovers for you to eat, and you can enter the main gate!" ”

Qiu Ming took out the money bag from his sleeve and threw a piece of broken silver to the little er: "Reward you, this master is my guest, find us a private room." ”

Xiao Er looked at Qiu Ming stunned, although he didn't understand why he wanted to invite a beggar to dinner, but the silver in his hand was not fake. This man is really generous, more generous than those dignitaries!

There was no dog meat, but there was beef, chicken, fish, eight dishes, and a pot of wine, and the table was filled.

Qiu Ming filled the cup, and before he could raise the cup, Jigong had already reached out and grabbed the chicken, tore off a chicken leg, stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it all over his face!

Uh~ Qiu Ming put down his wine glass, this Jigong is really different.

While Jigong was eating chicken, Qiu Ming hurriedly tasted two bites of each dish, although he knew that Jigong was the reincarnation of Arhat, but his body was indeed dirty. Sleeping on the ground next to the wall, can you be clean?

Anyway, the dishes that Jigong has moved, Qiu Ming will never move again. If he doesn't have enough to eat, he will ask two more dishes to take away later!

A chicken, in less than a minute, was eaten by Jigong, he actually instigated his fingers, and then continued to reach out to grab the plate of beef.

Qiu Ming looked helpless, can't you see the chopsticks on the table? Why, the rumors of Buddhism are coming from India, so you have to eat pilaf!

"Senior Brother Daoji, drink." Qiu Ming said with a cup.

Jigong nodded, grabbed the wine jug on the table, drank a pot of wine directly to his mouth, and then picked up the wine glass and dried it in one gulp.

Qiu Ming "......"

This product is not intentional! I invite you to dinner, and you can't do that.

Belch~

After Jigong grabbed two more dishes, he burped, his face was refreshed, and his eating speed slowed down. This Qiu Ming was also taboo with wine and meat just now, it was definitely not vulgar just now, could it be that he was kicked out of the temple because he violated the rules and precepts?

But there are many temples in the world, but there are few who can learn the real skills, where did this Qiu Ming come from? Qiu Ming didn't stop him from eating like this, which was a little interesting.

"Qiu Ming, what exactly is your legal name?"

Qiu Ming's face was bitter, Senior Brother Daoji, is it okay not to ask the law number?