After more than fifty sounds, Mu Chenxin was dragged in half-dead and thrown onto the futon.

The mouth was still wailing again and again, looking very painful, Xiao Muchen unconsciously rubbed his buttocks, fortunately it wasn't him, otherwise the shit would have exploded.

The abbot followed the murderer, looking at Mu Chen's heart without the slightest sympathy, and angrily reprimanded: Every time you steal food, it's you, you can't beat it, right?

You said that you can steal the food yourself, why do you have to take the distinguished guests with you, is it that the Shaolin Temple does not even have a way of hospitality? It really disgraces the face of Shaolin!

Xiao Muchen was stunned, it turned out that he was a guest, he could directly ask for food, and after thinking about it, even if someone in Shaolin came to beg for food, he would give it, right?

looked at Mu Chenxin's eyes a little unkindly, "Okay, you are a grandson thief", which hurt Lao Tzu so much that he was not confident.

I'm a special guest. I'm here to solve the problem for your Shaolin Temple, why do I want to follow you secretly? It seems that this grandson has developed a habit and even wants to echo it.

"Yes", this thief just didn't beat enough, so he gave him fifty sticks.

Mu Chenxin lay on the futon and opened one eye, pretending to scream even worse, screaming ouch!

The abbot was about to be blown up, and no one could see that he was pretending, it was Lai Pibei, and he was still shouting for help from time to time.

In the next angry reprimand: Don't think that if you are a disciple of the abbot sitting down, you can ignore the Dharma, and if I find it once, I must give you a hundred sticks.

It's very angry, but there is no way to take Mu Chen's heart, this product is sometimes very poor.

Looking at the rogue Mu Chenxin, it made the abbot's scalp tingle, if it weren't for the distinguished guests here. I really want to slap this Sun thief to death.

Stretched out his hand to signal to pull this unlucky and embarrassing thing aside first, and came to settle accounts with him, but was thrown next to Xiao Muchen, and whispered: Let your grandson thief pit me, you deserve it!

The abbot politely saluted Xiao Muchen and asked: Dare to ask why the distinguished guest came to my Shaolin office?

Xiao Muchen smiled: It's not that I'm looking for you Shaolin to have something, but that you Shaolin have something to ask me.

The monk asked his apprentice with some uncertainty: What has happened in Shaolin Temple recently?

The disciples shook their heads. Signaling that he didn't know, at this time Mu Chenxin spoke: If you ask them, they definitely don't know, you should ask me.

After speaking, the longing eyes waited for the abbot to ask him, this matter is the entire Shaolin Temple, only the abbot and he know, and no one else has ever gone down the mountain, so naturally he doesn't understand what is going on.

However, he was disappointed, and the abbot didn't intend to pay attention to him at all. Pretending not to know who was talking just now, he asked: Are you ... ？

Xiao Muchen smiled: You may not know my name when I say it, but I have a profession, you must know, I am a credit knife person, that's right, you are familiar with the credit knife person.

The abbot's face was furrowed, obviously confused.

The current Shaolin Temple is not as ancient as before, although the gate is not out at that time, but there are special disciples who go down the mountain to collect the world's affairs, that is, the annual experience.

However, due to the development of society, the changes are getting faster and faster, the pace of people's lives has also become faster, and the information collected is becoming more and more inaccurate, so the descent is simply canceled.

As a result, the current monks of the monastery are confused as soon as they go out, and they don't know anything, to be precise, they are lagging behind.

Many of these monks are orphans, and many of them have stayed in Shaolin Temple since they were children, and some of them came to worship the mountain when they were older, and they were also ordinary people before that, so they naturally didn't know anything.

These people are not abbots, their hands and eyes are open to the sky, as long as they concentrate on cultivation, the outside affairs are naturally clear.

Mu Chenxin laughed: Old abbot, I don't know, I still have the face to teach me, let me tell you, he is a person who passes through the sky and the earth. You can change your name against the sky, invite the gods, and destroy ghosts.

I explain it this way. Can you understand?

This sentence was asked, he wanted to see the embarrassment on the abbot's face, it was quite interesting.

As a result, the abbot still ignored him, since he has already come, why should he arrange a place for you to live first, and the abbot will go out tomorrow, when the time comes. Our abbot will look for you, and it's not too late to talk about something.

Today's day is over, the guests rest early, Xuan Jing, you take the guests to arrange accommodation, it's not too early, rest early.

After saying these words, he left, in order to prevent his ignorance of the embarrassment above, he walked quite fast, Mu Chenxin laughed in the back: Old fox, you can still do things.

So Xiao Muchen was invited to get up and arranged the guest room, the monks of Fusheng Temple were very polite, no one was as dog as Mu Chenxin, tonight I understood it, this Mu Chenxin is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

The monk who knew astronomy and geography before was ruined tonight, and this Sun thief was his real dog.

When passing by the backyard, I took a closer look and found that the monks here were still similar to the ones in the TV before, sleeping in the Datong bunk, that is, there are peerless martial arts here?

This thought made Xiao Muchen look forward to it, if this is the case, then isn't it?

Just thinking about it, the monk who arranged the accommodation politely said: Donor, it's here!

Quickly withdrew from the meditation and looked at it, it was very clean, and it was very large, with three or four rooms, although it was a wooden house, it was not neat and imposing.

It seems that this place should be used to greet guests, and the monk stepped forward to open the door and stretched out his hand to invite Xiao Muchen in.

After entering the house, I found that the location was quite large, and the cleaning was also very clean, and I admired the monks of this Fusheng Temple more and more.

If he is Xiao Muchen, he says from the bottom of his heart, he can't do it, let alone this, he can't understand his one-third of an acre.

It seems that being a monk is not a very easy task.

After the monk made arrangements, he brought two buckets of water from the outer courtyard for Xiao Muchen, and also put water in the big wooden barrels.

It's a sight to be done with something technological, and there's a faucet!

After pouring some tea from the kettle, and after everything was ready, the monk bowed very politely and left, which made people feel very comfortable.

I don't know how long later, the door was opened, Xiao Muchen poked his head out and looked left and right, there was no one, and then got up and went to the roof.

All the way to the Zen courtyard, at this time Mu Chenxin was still wailing bitterly, heard a sound on the roof, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and knew that someone was coming.

Now his buttocks hurt so much that he can't walk, and the abbot used to arrange for someone to carry him back, but now the master is in retreat, and no one cares about him.