"Come, boy, read with me: Nan Wu Drink Hello Na Dora Night, Nan Wu Ah Ya, Brahmalu Emperor Shuo Bowl Ya Ya..." The old monk Bao Xiang sat under the Bodhi tree with dignity, the back of his head was shining, the tattered short clothes were windless and automatic, a stream of Buddha qi came to his face, the smoked Taixu brain was swollen, his eyes were full of golden light, he was crazy and wanted to go crazy, and he realized it, this is the legendary Daigo empowerment Dafa or the epic secret transmission of the Buddha's heart and the Tao? Finally, Taixu couldn't bear it anymore. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Stop! Monk, how long has it been since you bathed? Already knowing that this monk doesn't seem to have a temper, and he is not as cautious as on TV, Taixu also let go.

“···· Bodhi NightBodhi Night··· Bodhisattva NightBodhisattva Night..."

"Okay, you old man go on, I'll go out for a walk"

Looking at the old monk like a tractor with the brakes removed, as soon as it starts, Balabala can't stop at all, Taixu rubbed his head with some pain, got up and walked out, he didn't understand it at all, and he seemed to be put on a tight hoop, and he recited a spell, the problem is that he is not a monkey.

Since, uh, a little far, just yesterday, after waking up lying on the ground, Taixu knew the ability of this old monk, and instantly excited, excited, spells, in modern society, as a young man with four haves, what is the most coveted thing? The hero in martial arts? The hero in war? The stallion in YY text? Or the iron man in science fiction? Taixu said that they are all weak, how can there be all kinds of fairy methods in mythology are strong enough.

I am the green dragon on the left, I am the white tiger on the right, I am on the Vermilion Bird, I am under the Xuanwu, the old cow is carried on both waists, and the chest is a Mickey Mouse, who is not convinced... Damn, let's start a group, one against five!

The bitter wail of the dead skin finally moved the old monk who was squinting and sleeping like a Buddha statue, so there was the above scene.

Walking out of the monk's "temple", Taixu was a little dazed for a while, I don't know where to go, everywhere is grass, or grass higher than himself, jumping high, endless, only the golden cover around, Taixu is a little worried about whether he will really be trapped like the old monk for 1,800 years, but it seems that he can't live that long, is it going to be decades later, he is on a single, in this boring and mud pinching villain?

Stomping on the ground under my feet, stiff, and my feet hurt, it seems that this idea is a little unrealistic, anyway, how did this grass grow?

Taixu thought about it and followed the road cleared by the old monk, found a dense grass, touched the grass leaves, soft, very soft, can pinch out the water, the fragrance is charming, Taixu closed his eyes intoxicated, breathed deeply, the texture is as delicate as satin, the toughness is more than the ash rod, the juice pinched out has a coolness, and the juice rolls into the mouth with the leaves, there is a refreshing feeling of drinking iced sour plum soup on a hot day, huh? What's going on? There is a warm current in the lower abdomen? Why is the speed so fast? Taixu, who came to his senses, looked at the leaves with water stains remaining in his hands.

"Nest grass, create evil... If you don't eat, you won't eat, what juice will you drink..."

Taixu hugged his stomach, and rushed towards the "temple" as quickly as cooked shrimp, Ami Tofu, give me some antidote.

Taixu, who collapsed again, lay under the Bodhi tree, looked at the old monk who was brushing his teeth with grass leaves, looking forward to it, and then saw the old monk rolling the leaves in his mouth and chewing it, and swallowing the juice, gloating, and finally seeing the old monk return to the Bodhi tree as if nothing was right to continue his dry meditation, full of doubts.

What the hell? Why didn't you react? Taixu carefully glanced at the old monk's expression, there was no pain and unbearable, but it gave people a feeling that the spirit had reached its peak, which was strange.

Tai Xuan scratched his head, walked to the place where the old monk took the leaves, carefully observed, it was no different from the outside, pinched the texture, smelled the taste, it was no different, recalled the first time he ate the leaves, it was a very unpalatable taste, sour, bitter and spicy, the second time he ate the juice, like sour plum juice, is there any other way for this grass? It has something to do with the land where it grows? Thinking about it, he picked a handful and stuffed it into his mouth.

Taixu didn't see it, the old monk who squinted his eyes and practiced dry Zen, his beauty shook a few times, as if he was snickering.

"Holy, what the hell is this, bah, bah····· Whew..."

At that moment, Taixu felt that his whole person was sublimated, his soul was almost about to burst out of his body, the endless darkness around him, his ears were roaring and deafening, his eyes were full of tears, and his mouth seemed to be about to breathe fire, spicy... The pepper is dozens of times hotter·· What's even more sad is that the hot gas in my stomach has come out again!!!

"Oh hehe..." The laughter of the old monk rang in his ears.

Taixu suddenly felt a wave of madness in his heart, and wanted to jump to the old monk and scold him, but suddenly his eyes went black, the world swirled, and he fainted, great, finally freed.

Waking up again, Taixu had to face the fact that the sky is always golden, the earth is always cold, and people never have to sleep!

Collected a lot of grass, Taixu spread them side by side on the ground, what to do? Divide the family! He kind of understood, in this cover, just the two of them, can't get out, and no one comes in, as an otaku, in addition to novels and games, there is also a necessary ultimate skill, what is it? YY! It's not a chat tool, it's obscenity! Don't think about it.

In the distance, there are two low Bodhi trees, quite far from the old monk's thatched house, pouting and pulling out the grass around him, preparing to build a residence by himself after drying, lying on the soft grass, crossing Erlang's legs, holding one in his mouth... Bodhi branches, squinting and thinking about how to live the rest of the day.

Well, first build a house, and then start cleaning the grass, I don't know the east, west, north and south, but according to the direction, clean up the grass on the left out of an S shape, and the grass on the right to clear out a B shape, and then a middle finger in the middle, hehe.

Forget it, get some branches of the Bodhi tree, carve some small animals, hey, that's a good idea, what Journey to the West, what Romance of the Gods, what Digimon, what Red Police Army, all come out, let's have a big battle, hehe.

In the future, it is estimated that after carving these things and getting tired of playing, they should be old, find a piece of land, although it is harder, slowly dig a hole with branches, and then get a larger branch, carve a wooden card, leave a word, Taixu to visit here? Well, this is good. The moment he gets old, he will lie inside, hey, by the way, what about the old monk, the mana is estimated to be alive at that time, and let him help him get some soil when the time comes.