Ye Bingfeng leaned on this Buddha statue and fell asleep, when he woke up, the sun was close to half, his legs and arms were numb, he stood up and moved twice, and saw Zhang Ziming and Yang Jing and Huang Yingcheng chatting on the grass outside the door, Ye Bingfeng sneaked over to see if he was talking badly about himself. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Lying on the edge of the gatehouse, Ye Bingfeng showed his eyes and looked, and only sighed when he saw that the three of them were carrying their backs, so he moved forward again.

At this time, I only heard Zhang Ziming say blindly: "My senior brother has a good character, looks good, and has a high culture, which point you are not satisfied with, and you still pick and choose, you don't want me to give it to others!" ”

Ye Bingfeng's mind instantly had a black line, it turned out that Zhang Ziming was a matchmaker here, and he told himself about the object, Ye Bingfeng was convinced, what was he thinking about all day long......

"Then you say, who is better between you and you!" Yang Jing asked with a small mouth.

"Haha, this still needs to be asked, of course it's me, you see that every time I do it, I ask my senior brother if I want to make a move, because you don't know, as soon as I make a move, it will definitely be over, my senior brother is merciful, and he will show mercy." Zhang Ziming said with a big grin.

"Oh, you're pretty good at that, hehe..." Yang Jing smiled, the two small dimples were obviously exposed, and with Yang Jing's handsome and beautiful face, Zhang Ziming and Huang Yingcheng, the two pig brothers, kept swallowing saliva, and even the saliva at the corner of Huang Yingcheng's mouth came down.

Ye Bingfeng was also stunned......

"It's good-looking, senior brother..."Zhang Ziming didn't know when he came to Ye Bingfeng's side, and suddenly said a word, which frightened Zhang Ziming, "Good-looking, good-looking..." No, it's not good-looking, it's not good-looking......"

"Ye Bingfeng! Who do you say is not good-looking! Yang Jing was angry, glaring at Ye Bingfeng, Ye Bingfeng said in his heart, I don't have anything to do, how good it is to sleep well, eavesdropping on a fart.

"Beautiful! It's all good-looking, pack up your things, and go..."Ye Bingfeng hurriedly put on his coat, dragged Zhang Ziming and ran out, "Ziming, you pushed me into the fire pit!" Ye Bingfeng said.

Zhang Ziming laughed, "Senior brother, I'm calling you a chance to get married, you have to take advantage of it, I'm not too young, it's good to be an uncle!" Zhang Zi glanced at Ye Bingfeng and said.

"Well, yes, yes, let me ask you, how were those little white snakes last night!?"

"Little White Snake? What little white snake? Zhang Ziming pretended not to understand and asked, "I said that you kid owes a beating, you said those little white snakes!" Ye Bingfeng kicked Zhang Ziming's buttocks, but Zhang Ziming dodged forward.

"Eat! Eaten by me! ”

"No, you ......" Ye Bingfeng didn't know what to say, looking at Zhang Ziming's appearance, he knew that he was pretending, but he couldn't refute it, so he could only acquiesce and keep silent, anyway, he couldn't help but ask, Zhang Ziming couldn't hold back this thing, and sooner or later he had to say it to himself.

"Senior brother, why are you angry, let it go, I let it go......" Zhang Ziming smiled and said.

Ye Bingfeng didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, and strode by himself, and Zhang Ziming kept muttering behind him.

Going down the mountain, the four of them found a family, and after inquiry, they knew that there was a temple in this area, but they went in the wrong direction, and they looked back, turned over the mountain they came to just now, and walked a few miles south along the road in front of the mountain to see it, and it was not far from here, Ye Bingfeng was expected to arrive in the afternoon.

Helplessly, the four of them walked back in a sweat, went down the hillside, walked twenty miles along the road in front of the mountain, passed a small village with a few families, and vaguely saw a temple with smoke and fire on the mountainside.

"Grandma, it's all the way here, hey, that little monk is quite capable, living in such a far place......" The four of them have long been accustomed to Zhang Ziming's nagging all the way, and as Zhang Ziming said, it's a big deal to ignore him.

"This is the place you're looking for?" Yang Jing asked, and Huang Yingcheng on the side also looked at Ye Bingfeng and Zhang Ziming curiously.

"Yes! This is it! Ye Bingfeng nodded, "Let's go, it's not far ahead!" ”

Climb to the halfway up the mountain, the four of them are tired and almost paralyzed, looking at this halfway up the mountainside from a distance is not very high, it is really life-threatening to climb up, Zhang Ziming is dead or alive and dead, squatting in the middle of the road is not leaving, the eyes of passers-by who go up the mountain to worship Buddha and burn incense seem to be looking at the four idiots... Zhang Ziming scolded in his heart, you have the ability, you come all the way to try it!

In the end, he was dragged up by Ye Bingfeng, and as soon as he arrived at the gate of the temple, he saw a ragged old man sitting at the door, with a long beard, loose hair, singing a small song in his mouth, and pointing Erlang's legs.

took a closer look, and almost shocked Ye Bingfeng and Zhang Ziming's jaws, isn't this his master Old Man Liu, why is it mixed up like this, I haven't seen it for a few days, so I haven't changed to fortune telling.

"Division... Father? Ye Bingfeng looked at Old Man Liu a little incredulously, and stammered when he spoke.

"Huh?" Old man Liu raised his eyelids and glanced at Ye Bingfeng and Zhang Ziming, "Yo, you two boys still remember the old man and me, are you here?" "Old man Liu still looks like a hanger, it seems that he hasn't suffered much damage.

"Well, look at you, by the way, I have something to discuss with you, oh yes, this is Yang Jing, this is Huang Yingcheng, come together......"

"See, I'm not blind!" Old man Liu said.

"How's your injury?" Zhang Ziming asked, Old Man Liu twisted his fingers, took out a cigarette and lit it, and said in his mouth: "Oh, you can't die yet, don't look forward to it!" After hearing this, Zhang Ziming waved his hand helplessly at Ye Bingfeng, why is this old man Liu still suddenly yin and yang, injured and his brain is broken?

"In this way, Master, the little master in the temple is kind to the two of us, we will go and visit, and we will be back in a while!" Ye Bingfeng said, regardless of Old Man Liu's disagreement, he pulled Zhang Ziming and walked to the temple, "You two are here to talk to my master, and we will come out in a while!" Ye Bingfeng saw that Yang Jing and Huang Yingcheng were still following behind him, and turned around and said.

Hearing Ye Bingfeng's words, Yang Jing pursed her lips, it is okay to talk to others, at least she can communicate, but what can you say to Old Man Liu who will block people in a few words, and accompany him to talk, how can people accompany him......

Ye Bingfeng pulled Zhang Ziming into the temple, and said in his mouth: "Ziming, you have also seen the master like that, I guess you have an opinion on the two of us, but you really can't ask?" ”

"Don't don't, senior brother, we have never had any hatred or grudges, don't hurt me, you don't know Master's temper, I don't want to die young..."

"Amitabha, two donors, don't come unharmed?" While speaking, a little monk walked out next to him, it was the original Yuanzhen monk, Ye Bingfeng and Zhang Ziming gave a Buddhist salute, "My senior brother and sister came to visit the little master, and there happened to be something I wanted to ask, I don't know the little master..."

"It's okay, you wait with Lord Liu first, the poor monk goes to get something, and then comes later!" Yuanzhen still has that smiling face, and he is not in a hurry to speak.

"Okay, I'll wait at the outer door for the little master!" Ye Bingfeng agreed.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Yuanzhen turned around and entered the temple, Ye Bingfeng and Zhang Ziming circled around the temple twice, and then returned to the temple gate, just when he saw Old Man Liu was about to tell fortunes, Ye Bingfeng and Zhang Ziming were curious, and walked over.

"Oops... This pilgrim, the poor road sees that your yin tang is black, your lips are purple, and the dark face is dull, I want to come to the recent days to be unhappy, do you want the poor road to count a hexagram for you, you can rest assured that the hexagram is not allowed to do not need money! It was Old Man Liu who spoke, with a wave of his big hand, a big stride, and a mouth full of spittle, Xingzi stood up, what he said was the head of the road, Ye Bingfeng and Zhang Ziming held their foreheads with both hands, and almost thundered......