There is an animal in the world called a donkey, and it has a temper called a donkey temper.

Wise people know that you should never fight with a donkey, and you should never compete with a donkey to whose hooves kick high.

You can scold it for being a donkey, but you must not be patient enough to reason with it, and it will definitely not listen to any kind of reasoning.

Monk Hua saw what he thought was the strangest thing today, Su Hai sat in the monastery, watching his wine and food.

Xiao was holding a plate in his hand, he was eating the dishes on the plate seriously, and he didn't let his friend Hua Monk go.

Monk Hua felt a little unlucky today, the unlucky monk Hua walked out of the courtyard of the temple, he wanted to see if the loneliness was on the big tree that was not in front of the door?

He went out and saw Li Qing, Li Qing was training an old donkey, this person who was in the room, suddenly appeared again, he was teaching an old black donkey.

Li Qing's hand pulled the old donkey's ear, the old donkey drooped the donkey's head, it seemed to listen very seriously, it was an obedient donkey.

"It listens to you?" asked Monk Hua.

"Yes, it's very obedient," Li Qing raised his head and said

"They all say that the donkey has a big temper, can it understand you?" asked the flower monk.

"Yes, it understands me," Li Qingdao.

"Why does it understand you?" asked Monk Hua again.

"Because we're talking about the truth," Li Qing said gloomily, his expression a little melancholy.

"Can I know your solid words?"

"Yes. ”

"What does it tell you?"

"It says there's an inner ghost here. ”

"What did you say?"

"I said I knew,"

Monk Hua shook his head, he didn't believe that this insect donkey would say such a thing, but he saw Li Qing's expression and believed it very much.

"If you believe it, it's a donkey," Monk Hua asked again.

"Believe!" It also tells me that there are not a few serious monks here today," Li Qingdao.

Monk Hua closed his mouth and didn't ask again, this is a fact He knows that there are a lot of monks here today.

This is a place with the most monks, and they seem to have made an appointment, and today must be a good day for monks to gather.

Li Qing let go of the old donkey's ears, patted the old donkey's ass and said, "Go home!"

The old donkey immediately stepped away from its donkey hooves and left the temple with its big ears. Monk Hua looked at the old donkey who left, and he shook his big bald head.

An old monk appeared in front of him, not holding a rosary in his hand, but with a bamboo basket in his hand.

"You let my donkey go?" the old monk looked at Li Qingdao.

"After it finished its words, it wanted to go home," Li Qing said proudly.

"It knows where its home is?" said Monk Hua looked at the old monk in front of him, who was dressed as a monk standardly.

"Yes, it also knows a lot of right and wrong here today," the old monk said.

Monk Hua looked at the old monk, this old monk was a little strange, he knew the old monk in Guzhou, but he didn't know this old monk.

The old monk put down the bamboo basket in his hand and said to Li Qing with regret: "The old monk came to fasting today, but unfortunately he didn't find a real monk. ”

"Aren't you a real monk?" Monk Hua was a little strange. But he immediately understood that this truth was very right, he was a flower monk, and he was not a real monk. Monk Hua immediately got the right answer.

"He wasn't a true monk in the first place. Xiao walked out of the temple with tears in his eyes, he had no plates or vegetables in his hands, he was holding wine in his hands and holding a bowl.

The wine has been opened, this is Su Hai's favorite wine, he likes to hide it in the cellar, this is the taste of 'burning knives'.

"My common name is fake, they like to call me a fake monk," the old monk said, the old monk said his name, and anyone with a head in this name knows that it is fake.

But Monk Hua felt that this name was not good at all, this was a name he had never heard of at all, and this person had never seen it in the rivers and lakes.

Monk Hua patted his big bald head, he looked at the sky, maybe the sky could give him this answer, but unfortunately there was only one sun in the sky, and the sun had risen very high.

Monk Hua remembered the monks in the monastery, and he had to ask these monks why they were here today?

The figure of the shadow came to the outside of the temple, he was holding a sword in his hand, and his steps were fast this time, and he came to the front of Xiao Tears.

"Sect Master, there are a total of thirty monks here today, ten last night, and now there are a total of thirty fake monks in the temple," Shadow said.

"Hmm!" Xiao said with tears in his eyes.

"Loneliness kills ten," Shadow said.

"Damn!" Xiao said with tears in his eyes.

"I killed ten," Shadow said.

"Good!" Xiao said with tears in his eyes

"Five ran," Shadow said.

"Why did you run away?" Xiao asked with tears in his eyes, he was a little angry.

"They saw a man, scared, and ran ahead of time," Shadow said.

"Oh!" Xiao nodded and smiled, he knew who this person was.

"This is a group of useless monks," Monk Hua couldn't help but mutter, he saw that Li Qing was also laughing, Li Qing must know these things.

This is a cunning person, Monk Hua thinks so, this person is not simple!

The cunning man said at this moment: "They can't run!"

"Why?" the fake monk asked, he heard Li Qing's words.

"If you run a monk, you can't run to the temple, and if you run away, you must go to the temple," Li Qing said with a smile.

"There are many temples outside Guzhou City, and they will definitely be able to find them," Monk Hua said, shaking his head.

"The temple is huge, but it's a pity that you don't pretend to be a monk," Li Qing continued.

"Although my name is a false monk, I am a real monk in the monastery, and I will definitely find a good temple," the false monk said. The hand of the fake monk opened the bamboo basket.

Monk Hua saw a package, which was wrapped in coarse cloth, and Monk Hua knew that today's monk could not run out of this temple.

His eyes looked at Li Qing, Li Qing didn't have a sword with him today, this person was empty-handed, and Monk Hua felt that today's luck was good.

"Now there are only two monks outside," Su Hai's voice came out of the temple, and then another sentence came out, Li Qing had no choice but to rub his nose, "I know that the stupid must be here!"

"Why don't you come out?" Li Qing missed this old friend a little, although he was a friend of wine and meat, such a friend was sometimes really good.

"When I go out, you will definitely sneak in, you must be thinking about my 'burning knife'," Su Hai's voice was still in the temple, and he did not come out.

The sun has not yet reached noon, this time is not suitable for drinking, at this time, Li Qing felt that there were a lot of people outside the temple.

"Now there are only two of us left, who is the real monk?" said the fake monk.

The package in his hand was a scimitar, Li Qing had seen this package, Li Qing said gloomily: "This morning is not very good!"

The old monk is a person, this is a familiar person, Li Qing saw this package, and already knew that this person was 'Crescent'.

"The lonely shadow, the broken crescent moon, everything that should come today is here," Monk Hua let out a long sigh.

Monk Hua's words were full of helplessness, his hand patted his big bald head vigorously, and his eyes looked very low at the moment.

"Old ghost, now you have become very smart," Monk Hua looked at Xiao with tears in his eyes.

"It's just that you're not smart enough," Li Qingdao.

"When did you start doubting me?" asked Monk Hua, looking at his old friend.

"Nishimura!" Xiao said with tears in his eyes.

"In the West Village?" the flower monk himself didn't understand.

"The banquet in the West Village is huge, but it's a pity that you are an old friend," Li Qingdao. Li Qing remembered very well the guests in the West Village, he did not see Monk Hua that day.

"What does this mean?" said the flower monk, who smiled very unnaturally.

"The first time I saw you, I knew that you were very familiar with my old friend, and the banquet in the West Village should not lack an old friend like you," Li Qingdao.

"What does this mean?" Monk Hua did not believe in this judgment.

"Liu Haozi is a disabled person, and I don't see a woman in his house," Mr. Li said, telling a story.

"Maybe he doesn't like women!" explained the flower monk.

"But he shouldn't smell of a woman in his room," Li Qing smiled, knowing that the story was not very far away.

The moment Li Qing walked into Wanhua Building, he remembered this smell, this smell, he seemed to smell it in Liu Haozi's living room.

"A man who doesn't like women, but his room is clean, it means that there must be women here all the time," the fake monk interjected.

Monk Hua felt that his big bald head began to sweat, this weather was really hot, and he wanted to take off his shirt.

"And these women are very obedient and come and go freely," the false monk said.

"There is only one place for such a woman," Li Qingdao.

The flower monk did not answer, there is only one place with the most women, this place must be Wanhualou, and there will never be a shortage of women in this place.

"These monks were originally disciples of the 'Ghost Gate', but I discovered a secret in the courtyard," Shadow said.

"Explain the secret?" Monk Hua didn't believe that his plan was wrong.

"None of the disciples of the 'Ghost Gate' know 'Eagle Claw Gong', this monk is a disciple of the 'Eagle Claw Gate'," a lonely voice came from a distance, but no one saw his figure.

Monk Hua remembered the strong monk of Dase, and he used his own kung fu to pull out a worm from the wood.

"Damn stupid," Monk Hua said in his heart, and he wanted to curse out.

Xiao Tear picked up the bowl in his hand, poured out a bowl of wine, and drank the glass of wine violently, the wine did not waste a drop, and the wine all entered Xiao Tear's throat.

The wine in the bowl had been drunk, and he poured out a bowl of wine again, "Young Master Li, I remember these two bowls of wine, this is what I owe you." ”

The wine in Xiao's tear and blood bowl has been drunk, and when the bowl is upside down, not a drop of wine drops, and Xiao's tear and blood wine is drunk cleanly.

"You must be clean," the bowl in Xiao Tear's hand was handed to Monk Hua, and the wine jar in his hand was also handed to Monk Hua.

Xiao turned around and walked into the temple with tears in his eyes, leaving only a sigh, a disappointment for his friend.