It's a proud master!

The great monk looked at the proud master with a stunned expression, and before he could react, several images quickly flashed in his mind: nothing more than the proud master pointing at his nose and scolding, the proud master knocking on his head with a Zen stick, and the proud master was angry and grabbed his ear with his hand and cursed him...... Yes, Master Proud is such a stinky old man with a terrible temper, and it is hard for you to believe that the above list of things was actually done by an old abbot in his 60s of a monastery. And the most amazing thing is that the bad temper of the proud master seems to be aimed at him alone.

"What the hell are you doing! Don't apologize to others!" said the proud master in a stern tone, stepped forward and twisted the great monk's ear with his "dry" hand, and scolded: "Damn, if you don't apologize, I'll twist your ear off for you!"

The great monk looked dissatisfied, but because of the face of the proud master, he had to bow to the young man and the others with great reluctance, and said, "Yes...... I'm sorry...... I was wrong and shouldn't have ...... ...... offended you" The teenagers saw the big monk's low-spirited words, and their hearts were so cool, so they raised their heads, pretended to be very awesome and said: "Okay, I have a lot of adults, so I'll let you go!" After speaking, he seemed to be generous and modest, and said to a few teenagers on the side: "Go, the master will accompany you to play!" After speaking, he walked away. Several teenagers beside him hurriedly got up, as if they had never been injured or beaten, and followed the tall boy as if he had been beaten.

"Hey, you walk slowly, walk slowly. After the proud master sent away the tall young man with a smile, his face immediately became extremely ugly, he turned his back to the two monks, and said with a gloomy face: "You two, you have been paying attention recently............ Alas......" After speaking, he went straight to the temple, leaving only the two monks looking at each other.

Five years later.

Huaihua Temple is still the same as before, still so dilapidated, everything is the same, the only thing that has changed is people's appearance, and the blood of youth.

There is a large open space in front of the Huaihua Temple, and unlike usual, a large number of monks gathered in this open space this morning, and they are talking in the open space:

"Hey, senior brother, what day is today?"

"Back to my junior brother, the poor monk doesn't know what day it is. ”

"What is it that the Master of Proud Fortune has brought us together for no reason?"

"The poor monk doesn't know. ”

…………

The great monk was playing with the Zen stick that had often been stolen from the proud master's room in the past few years in a corner of the open space, and he saw that he was playing the Zen stick "airtight", the reason why it was called airtight, was because he waved the Zen staff around him to form a barrier, which made people look surprised. Sure enough, there were many monks watching around him, and at this moment, they obviously forgot that they were monks, and they were just cheering for the great monk in front of them.

"Ahem, ahem. A few small coughs sounded, sounding in this clearing, which seemed to have a unique "flavor".

"Oh, the master is here. The monks who were still watching just now immediately walked to the master to greet the master, so in the corner that was still lively, only the embarrassed monk was left in an instant.

"Let's all disperse into the clearing!" said the proud master, waving his hand.

"Hey, strange, this time...... Why didn't the master blame me for stealing his Zen staff again, and using force in front of so many monks?" With these doubts and incomprehensions, the great monk walked to his position.

The proud master walked up the steps of Jingqing Temple, brushed the monk's robe and beard with his hands, cleared his throat, and said, "Well, as you know, I have called you here today because I have something to announce. After that, he wiped his mouth and continued: "This is a big thing———

Come to the monk and leave the temple!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole open space boiled!

Who doesn't know that the Zen monk is the "impenetrable" monk who plays with sticks!

A Zen monk is a great monk!

Could it be that he just stole the Zen staff of the proud master?

Or did he use force again in front of the monks?

But on weekdays, he doesn't commit any less crimes!

"How can the master do this. ”

"That's it, Senior Brother Zenlai is very good. ”

"Why don't we persuade the master. ”

The open space was full of people, and all the monks were discussing the matter.

"Alright, alright, alright! Shut up!" Seeing that the smug master shouted a few times to no avail, he scolded: "Look at your current appearance, do you still look like a monk?" bastard!"

The monks were embarrassed: It's like you have a monk.

I saw a monk striding forward, bowing and saying: "Master, I think you can't be expelled from Senior Brother Zenlai, although Senior Brother is a little disobedient to discipline on weekdays, but he is also a malleable talent, disciple Fa Ming, I implore Master to think twice!"

I saw a few more monks come forward, wanting to intercede for the Zenlai monk, and the proud master shouted: "Get out of here! I am the abbot of this temple, and I have the count! This presiding officer will expel the Zenlai monk from the temple, and he can leave by himself after fasting!"

When Zen Lai heard the news, he was angry at first, but after hearing it, he showed a wry smile, he had long known that the proud master was not a good thing for a long time, since he had to let him go, then he had nothing to say, in fact, he had already prepared for this day.

After fasting, Zen Lai packed his bags, carried his burden, and said goodbye, reluctantly, crying tears of his brothers, bidding farewell to this temple, farewell to the place where he had stayed for fifteen years.

Goodbye, Huaihua Temple.

The smoke and rain are in the sky, and the teenager breaks Wanjing

If you want to make waves, you need to leave a name in history

Zen Lai carried the burden and walked through the urban area of Longxi County (the city where he lived), which was as simple and unpretentious as smoke and rain, and this city where he had stayed for fifteen years was so fresh and interesting to him.

As he walked, his stomach suddenly sent a "signal" that he was going to use his few remaining taels of silver to buy a few steamed buns, fill his stomach first, and then spend the night and get a job the next day. With that in mind, he continued to walk forward.

As he walked down an alley, suddenly there was movement inside: "Help, help me!"

He didn't want to cause trouble, but when he saw the person who was bullying, the nameless anger in his heart suddenly ignited.

He met an acquaintance.

(To be continued)

PS: (New work for attention, thank you for collecting)