When I saw that the old monk was not scheming or angry, I didn't feel a little bored in my heart, and the kung fu on my feet was naturally shaking violently. The old monk slapped his hand in the air, slapped Shaoyi's calf, and said, "Hold on, where is this." ”

"Well," the old monk was not anxious or annoyed, and he didn't seem to be talking to himself, but seemed to be talking to himself: "Health preservation lies in adapting to the time, not forcing oneself." ”

"What?" Shao Yi was unable to resist his strength, and the vat shook violently on his toes, like a small fisherman who was unstable in carrying water, no...... The horizontal vat is swaying, like a fat aunt urging tenants.

The old monk was now physically and mentally exhausted and hallucinating, and he still said: "The highest state of health is selflessness, do I eat chicken legs, eighty percent of chicken legs are looking for me to let me eat in this life." ”

Even if Shaoyi was practicing upside down and was in danger of falling to the ground at any time, it didn't prevent the old monk from giving him a big look. I thought, "Senior, you're going to have a good time!"

The old monk only regarded himself as a good baby who respected himself, with ears, no eyes, no nose and no heart, as if he was saying "Tao", but it was like narcissistic "lust", he continued: "What is the most fearful thing about health preservation? It is to remind yourself all the time what to do and how not to do it. Therefore, what monks should have a pure heart and few desires, the six roots are pure, and what can't eat meat and look at girls, they are all pure rules and laws, and they are all fart!"

Shaoyi is desperately trying to hold on to the handstand, and he is trying his best to keep the vat from falling, where can I still hear the old monk chattering as if nothing is happening on the side.

"What is suitable is the best, that is: there is no way to do it, and there is no way to raise it. As he spoke, the slow old monk suddenly turned around, stood on the side of the upside-down Shao as if squatting, and said with a smile:

"Baby, there will be four more chicken legs tomorrow night!"

Shaoyi "fluttered-" smiled, provoking the lively cats to scatter birds and beasts, he held the vat lightly upward, the vat was bounced up like this, jumped in the air, rolled in the air, and was about to fall to the ground...... One less pair of legs bent and one embraced, and the huge water tank was firmly stuck, and the upside-down figure was able to stand still.

When the left hand was replaced by the right hand to support the ground, the large vat stuck between the legs fell and stopped to the belly, and the less body was half rolled on the ground, and the vat was firmly held in his arms.

"Qiang-", the sound of the vat as it landed was almost negligible.

"If the old-timers are really good at this, then wouldn't it be better for me to learn martial arts?!" There are "masters" and "apprentices", Shaoyi was cheeky, rubbed in front of the old monk, took out a wine jug, and presented it like a treasure.

"Make it!" the old monk nodded and said, "The baby is indeed 'on the way', and the child can be taught." ”

The newly brewed pear blossom wine that Gugu gave himself has always been hard currency, and he is less complacent.

Shaoyi said: "Old-timers, I want to come these days to be boring stakes, top cylinders, and broom exercises, can we have two fun and exercise, such as my experience of training eagles on the lonely mountain?"

"Fun? That's fun. The old monk agreed: "You won't say it sooner, baby." ”

Shaoyi rubbed his sore legs and thought, "I knew that your old man was so good, so I invited Gugu to cook you three meals of beast meat a day." ”

......

The shadow of the moon is sparse, and two figures, one old and one young, of different sizes, are exercising around a big stone guy.

"What's so fun?! Shaoyi smiled wryly. An old and a young figure is grinding and grinding noodles, shouldn't this be the work of a donkey?!

"Shaoyi, you listen well," the old monk hummed and chirped, and while grinding, he recited the words: "Those who eat buckwheat noodles are not better than those who eat white noodles, and they will live longer when they are sick; they are not healthier than eating meat; they are not much smarter than they are not eating walnuts; they are not healthier than not eating them; they are not healthier than not eating them; those who exercise are not better than those who are lazy and do not like to move; those who love to be angry are not ...... longer than those who are quiet."

One less stop and don't grind.

The old monk said, "What's wrong, Aitu, don't you want to eat ramen?"

Shaoyi pouted and said, "According to what you say, what kind of kung fu am I going to learn, what kind of revenge do I have, what kind of relatives do I find?" Don't play anymore. ”

"Everything is a shackle, do you think that the rope is on a set, and you say that you can untie the set?" The old monk still smiled, since he beat Shaoyi and his apprentice, Shaoyi has not made much progress, and the old monk has grown a lot fatter.

"The so-called doing what you want is not overstepping, it is not very good to be too freewheeling, and it is not good to be too freewheeling. No matter how wide the heart is, how big the ground is, it's just that there must be rules. The old man tied his hands and feet with a rope like a naughty child, twisting and turning like a silkworm, and not far away on the stone steps, a little turtle looked lazily at Shaoyi and the old monk.

The old man said: "You lift a broom and top the tank, that is to exercise your concentration and concentration, let you meditate, stand upside down, is to make you empty, grinding you to make you a little patient with the elderly, as for the grinding, I have no money to buy fine noodles these days, so I have to ask you to help me process ......"

In the dead of night, in front of the most secluded dormitory in the temple, no one who refused to admit defeat was tied to both hands and feet, and they were all struggling to twist their bodies, moving forward, jumping around the vat in a scramble......

After four laps, the result can be imagined, one less is far ahead of the old monk by one lap, jumps straight up to adjust, twists his body and goes towards the little turtle.

When he jumped up the stone steps, the old monk was smiling at him with a little turtle in his hand......

It turned out that when Shaoyi honestly moved forward by twisting his body, the old monk broke free from the rope of his hands and feet at the last moment and flew down on the stone steps.

He looked at the stone steps, and before he could think of it, the little turtle that was about to arrive was held high in the hands of the old monk.

Shao Yiji was not convinced, and said, "Master, what is this?"

"It's called 'no road'...... Those ropes, dogma tied hands and feet, you can only be a small worm...... So, don't tell me not to eat wine, not to eat meat, not to eat this, not to that...... Comfortable, you have to always ......"

As he spoke, the old monk gently took the little turtle in his hand with his hand, and watched the little turtle disappear into the night sky with a small and small gaze, and he was very distressed.

After half a ring, I only heard a "poof-" sound, and fell into the lotus pond behind the low house. His hanging heart fell to the ground as the little turtle fell into the lotus pond, but he found that the old monk had disappeared.

......

On a shiny marble by the lotus pond, the old monk sat cross-legged on it, his heart like water.

Shaoyi looked at the full moon in the sky, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

The old monk saw it in his eyes and said, "That's right, don't force it." You know, the road is natural. The so-called 'can only be taken in the straight, don't ask for the song'......"

Shaoyi understood at the moment that it turned out that there was a difference in heart, and he naturally stayed away from the true meaning.

"You already know, go!" The old monk opened his eyes and glanced at the young one, as if he understood the understanding of the less one.

"I still have to roll noodles. It's not done, and the heart is not steady. Shaoyi lifted up his rolling pin made of silver fir wood and went to the squatter room.

......

Since then, I have been to the temple many times.

However, the squatter room had already been occupied.

No one has ever seen the entire Jianfu Temple, and even more so has heard of the gluttonous old monk described by one less family.