The lights in the tower on the top of Laoshan Mountain were on, although it was daytime, but that kind of light was visible to the naked eye.

Many disciples of the tower courtyard carried simple bags and retreated from Laoshan in an orderly manner, and when the first wave of retreated people entered the island city, they brought the news of the ban.

Yu Shuhan looked at the light on the top of the mountain, raised his hand and patted Mr. Fang's shoulder beside him, "Old man, it seems that I have to get through it for a while." ”

Mr. Fang nodded bitterly and said, "That monk really has some methods, this day and night have passed, let's take turns to play with him, he is good, he doesn't say go back to rest, he can really accompany him." ”

"The name of the little protector is not given for nothing. ”

"Looks like you lost last night. I've said it, don't talk to him about any reason, you don't listen, you look at me, you won't answer his stubble, just let him talk nonsense, knock his wooden fish blindly, settle accounts with peace of mind, dial our abacus beads, what can he do?"

"Old man, don't pretend to be stupid, I'll give you the time from day to night, okay? I can't compare the sound of Muyu and abacus with him in the middle of the night, right? Your old man sleeps quite soundly, grinding his teeth and farting and snoring a lot, if it weren't for the wide enough threshold, you would have to fall to the ground." Besides, it's okay to quarrel with you, you can't just crackle and quarrel with the whole city in the middle of the night, right?

"Defeated, do you think I really slept so dead? You have been asked several times and have been speechless, and you have been thrown home in shame. ”

"I ······ I ······"

"What am I?"

"I photographed you to show you the light, old man!"

"I'm not blind, I can see it, it's on when it's supposed to be on, what's all the fuss?"

"Hehe, you poor sour gentleman, why are you pretending to be shocked?"

"Does it work now?"

"Yes, it seems that the courtyard is about to retreat to Senkaku, and I want to accompany him to sing this play, but you don't have to!"

"That's your master, I'm working for him. Mr. Fang's eyes suddenly lit up, "But the sale has been sold, and the old man is definitely not the one who is greedy for life and afraid of death, with the famous Mr. Three by your side, although it is still a bit of a loss, but the old man also admits it." ”

"I don't raise the bar with you in this sentence. Yu Shuhan picked up the tea bowl in his hand, "Come, old man, I respect you for the losses you have suffered." ”

"Hehe, good guy, you are so polite suddenly, I really can't catch it. Mr. Fang also picked up the tea bowl, "I respect the losses we have suffered together, and I also respect the advantages we have taken together." ”

The two tea bowls touched together, and although the tea was already cold, Yu Shuhan's heart was really warmer.

"I'm Buddha Yun, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, but the monk has been a monk for half his life, and he has not taken advantage of the cheap, and he really hasn't suffered any losses, two donors, can you bring the poor monks to pay respect?"

"your meditation well, what's the matter with you?" Mr. Fang said impatiently.

"The donor's words are wrong, the two donors have also suffered losses, and they have taken advantage of them, and it doesn't matter if they are respectful or not, but the poor monks only take advantage of them and do not suffer losses, shouldn't they be more respectful?"

"It's okay, monk, your Buddha is magnanimous, you can go back and look at the wall at most and you'll be fine······"

"Hey, Mr. Fang, what the monk said is also reasonable, let's respect and respect together. Yu Shuhan stopped Mr. Fang and said generously.

Mr. Three really lived up to his name, and the poor monk replaced tea with wine, and respected the two benefactors. The little Dharma protector meditating on the gimbal picked up the last bowl of wine beside him, raised it to the two of them, and drank it all.

Mr. Fang and Yu Shuhan looked at each other and smiled, and Yu Shuhan said helplessly, "It's the monk's way again, the monks drink strong wine, but you and I lay people want to drink this cold tea, so don't worry." After speaking, he picked up the tea bowl and drank it all.

"Well, it's a good substitute for tea with wine, and it's difficult for a monk to suffer a loss. Mr. Fang shook his head helplessly, sighed, and drank the cold tea in his hand.

Mr. Fang wiped his mouth and pouted his teeth, "Monk, what should I change now? chanting scriptures and knocking wooden fish? Or reasoning?"

The little Dharma protector on the gimbal smiled, "You can't always play a trick, right······?

I said if you can let your Buddha rest, if all the people in the world are like you, your Buddha will be tired to death. Mr. Fang said impatiently.

"You don't have to hide it, don't you just want to enter the city lord's mansion? Let's do something simple, the people in the mansion will leave later, you also know what you want, you can't move it, it's better to wait for the mansion to be emptied, let's have a good fight, anyway, it's pointless to bother here, after all, you still have to see the high and low of your fist, what do you say?"

"The poor monk thinks that the island city has been banned, and although the fishermen fish for a living, they will inevitably kill and slaughter, so why don't you be impatient for a while, and wait for the poor monk to recite a passage of the Sutra of Passing Away to match my Buddha's fearless spirit of compassion, okay?"

"Whatever you want, just think about it, don't talk about your Buddha, the most annoying thing for you monks, open your mouth and close your mouth My Buddha, my Buddha. Mr. Fang said angrily.

"Mr. Fang is angry, the monk has the truth of a monk, and let him read it. Yu Shuhan said slowly, "I'm a little hungry, sir, do you want to eat something or have a drink?"

The anger on Mr. Fang's face suddenly disappeared, and he said with a smile, "Why do you want to have a drink? Why do you have a drink?" I am not as hypocritical as you when I am called Mr., you need more meat, better wine, and serve in a big bowl." ”

Yu Shuhan smiled bitterly, "Lao Liu, do you hear? Go to the kitchen, do you have any meat to make, do you have wine? Well, the best ones in the cellar are those few jars of daughters are red, and they are all moved, Mr. Fang is arrogant, I want to get drunk with Mr. Fang Xiu." ”

"Got ······" A voice in the curfew replied.

"That's the best, hahahaha!" Mr. Fang laughed heartily, and suddenly found that the monk on the gimbal was staring at him, so he suppressed his laughter and asked, "Monk, don't you want to go over? What are you waiting for?"

"Hmm······ The ······ That, my daughter is red but it's a good wine?" asked the little protector weakly.

"What are you pretending, you monk has always been unruly, will you not know the beauty of your daughter's red?" Mr. Fang was puzzled.

"Nature knows. The little Dharma Protector said curtly, "But if the poor monk wants to beg for a glass of wine, he has to say something to make a difference, right?" ”

"Puff, you monk, it's funny. There is wine, and Mr. San will not be stingy with a few jars of wine, but if you drink with us, no one will read this "Sutra of Death". Mr. Fang looked up at the sky and thought for a moment or two, "Drinking is a small matter, but an excess is a big thing, the two of us can't covet the pleasure of the moment and disturb the monk's big thing." Well, I think you'd better forget it!"

"My Buddha crosses people, talking about the equality of all beings, the poor monk thought about it, since the two gentlemen annoyed me to recite the scriptures and annoyed my Dharma, although it is contrary to my Buddhism, but after all, what I also seek is a purity, and the poor monk simply crossed the two gentlemen to be pure. ”

"Ah? That's all right? Monk, you really have to go out just to drink? Don't want your Buddha anymore? No matter if you kill or slaughter?" Mr. Fang was shocked, what kind of monk is this?

"Mr. Fang, Master Fang, my Buddha will always be in my heart. As for the forbidden killing and slaughter, the poor monks naturally can't ignore it. But since I want to cross the two donors for a purification, the "Sutra of Past Lives" that transcends sentient beings can only be recited silently in my heart, but fortunately, my Buddha is merciful and absent-minded. ”

Mr. Fang's eyes widened, "Are you saying that you can drink wine and eat meat while silently reciting your Sutra of Past Lives in your heart to transcend sentient beings? God, is there a monk more shameless than you? No, is there anyone more shameless than you?"

"Forget it, Mr. Fang. Yu Shuhan said, "You don't know what the monk did when he arrived in the island city, no matter how he said it, he was reasonable, and he really ignored it, and there is a Buddha who can give mercy to everything!

"Well, I'm a little scared of him. Mr. Fang said sadly.

"Hehe, look at me, I'll let him say, in fact, I didn't talk much last night, he was talking, but it seems that he preached so much last night, not that it didn't work, at least he was tired and hungry. Yu Shuhan said slowly.

Mr. Fang suppressed his surprise and anger, adjusted his emotions, and said to Yuntai with a calm face, "Monk, since your Buddha is so compassionate, then come over and have a drink! Second, we are not allowed to say anything excessive, let's just overdo wine and meat together. The third, the third is······ That's it······ By the way, the third is that it is not allowed to be installed. ”

"Good, good. The little Dharma Protector even said, swept off the cloud platform with a smile, and came over with a smiling face, "This is the best, this is the best, thank you two donors." The poor monk is courteous here. ”

After speaking, he really saluted Mr. Yu Shuhanfang.

"Hey, your shameless appearance really makes me feel helpless. Mr. Fang sighed.

"Don't blame the donor, I'm just me, I have a Buddha in my heart, but I'm not a Buddha ······" Suddenly, the little protector stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, looked at the two innocently, and hurriedly gave his hand, "Damn it, damn it, the poor monk forgot to say that I am a Buddha again, disturbing the purity of the two donors, you should punish yourself with three cups, and punish yourself with three cups." I hope that the two donors will forgive their sins. ”

"Three cups of self-punishment?" Mr. Fang was stunned, "Do you know how expensive this daughter is? How long has Mr. Three been in the cellar? You still punished yourself with three cups? You really don't take advantage of enough!"

"Then according to the benefactor's will, how many cups should be punished?"

"Uh, a few drinks is pretty much the same. ”

Yu Shuhan smiled, "It's just drinking, you set him one, two, three, isn't it a punishment for drinking? Tell me to say, anyway, you have to talk about life and death, and it's hard to say whether you drink or not in the future, why don't you let go of the taboo and drink freely?"

At this time, the wine and meat happened to be on the table, and the little protector did not answer, grabbed a piece of meat and threw it into his mouth to chew, took a jar of wine by himself, patted the mud seal, and drank it wildly.

"He was like this yesterday?" Mr. Fang felt that the two monks he saw yesterday and the one in front of him were two monks, and he couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

"Didn't you say you weren't allowed to pretend?" Yu Shuhan said.

Mr. Fang glanced at Yu Shuhan blankly, and also slapped a jar of cow to drink.