A ray of warm sunlight shone through the window and shone on Jingfa's eyes, stimulating him to wake up from his deep sleep.

He yawned heavily, stretched, and slowly opened his eyes, feeling refreshed and refreshed, and slept very comfortably.

He stood up and rubbed his neck, suddenly frozen.

He looked around and found that he was still in the Buddha hall.

"No, wasn't I going to run away last night? Why did I fall asleep?" he touched his head, trying to remember, as if he couldn't remember what happened last night.

At this moment, the door of the Buddha hall was opened from the outside, and the serious monk walked in, threw a broom to Jing Fa, and said: "Is there such an apprentice as you? Get up later than the master, do you want me to support you? Quick, don't want to stay here for nothing, eat and drink for nothing, if you want to teach me your supreme Dharma, then you have to work, go quickly, clean the yard first." ”

Jing Fa walked out of the Buddha hall with a stunned face, and found that today's sunlight was particularly dazzling, which gave him a headache.

At this time, he saw that a table had been set up in the courtyard, and there were four chairs around the table, and the serious master and the three senior brothers were sitting at the table and drinking rice porridge happily.

Smelling the bursts of porridge wafting in the air, Jingfa's stomach immediately responded, and the gurgling sound came and went.

He immediately rushed to the side of the four of them, and was about to serve himself a bowl of porridge, but found that there were no extra chopsticks on the table at all.

"What do you see, go to work, you can only eat if you do a good job!" The serious master glared at Jing Fa with a serious face.

"No, why do a few of them eat but I don't?" Listening to the sound of cooing and cooing from the throats of the three senior brothers, Jing Fa asked with an unhappy face.

"Who told you to sleep so late like a dead pig? The three of them had already gotten up and done their job. The serious master stretched out his hand and rewarded Jing Fa's head with a hairy chestnut and said.

Jing Fa touched his aching head and asked unconvinced, "What did they do?"

"Hehe, you're not convinced, are you? After speaking, the serious master took a piece of bean curd and put it in his mouth and chewed it with satisfaction.

"Amitabha, I got up in the morning and scooped fifty catties of rice. ”

"Amitabha, I got up in the morning and dried fifty pieces of clothes. ”

"Amitabha, I got up in the morning and copied five Buddhist scriptures. ”

Not fat, not thin, not handsome said separately.

"I don't believe it, it's not been long since sunrise, how can you do so many things. Jingfa is still unrelenting, looking like he will mess around to the end without food.

Hearing Jingfa's words, the serious master put down his chopsticks, glanced at the three of them, and said, "Let the new junior and junior open their eyes, show their hands, and don't embarrass me." ”

"Yes, Master. The three of them respectfully folded their hands towards the serious master.

The first to come on the field was not fat, he came to a huge stone basin, poured a large pile of fresh grain into it, and then the whole person jumped up and jumped into the stone basin.

His ass was like a large rice mallet, bouncing up and down as his body kept jumping, quickly smashing the rice bran in the stone basin.

Within a few moments, a large pot full of millet had all been stripped of the rice bran, leaving the white grains of rice.

Climb out of the stone basin without being fat, pour the rice grains into the bag, and throw them aside, with quick movements, all in one go.

Jing Fa was stunned by this scene, this was the first time he had seen someone use his ass to scoop rice, and he didn't have time to think about who the rice was taken out for, because immediately, the second senior brother was not thin and came on the field.

Bu Thin came to a large wooden basin, which was full of cleaned monks' clothes, and he took out the monk's clothes one by one and clamped them on himself.

His body was very long, from head to toe, and he could fit more than a dozen pieces of clothing.

When there was no more space left in his body to grab the new clothes, he slowly walked out of the courtyard and came to the two towering trees outside the temple, and suddenly turned his body sideways, put his bald head on the left trunk, stepped on the right trunk with both feet, and quickly climbed to the top of the tree.

The tree was very tall, and the wind was strong on the top of the tree, and it didn't take long for all the clothes on the body to be blown dry by the wind.

In the end, the rest was not handsome, and Jing Fa never thought that he could finish copying five Buddhist scriptures in such a short time.

But, once again, he was disappointed.

Because he is not handsome to mention the pen, with incredible speed and unthinking fluency, he has silently written four Buddhist scriptures, namely "Lengyan Mantra", "Great Compassion Mantra", "Ten Little Mantras", and "Heart Sutra", and word for word, word for word, word for word, not a second stop.

After the three senior brothers had finished performing, they smiled at Jing Fa, returned to the table, and continued to eat a delicious breakfast, leaving Jing Fa alone, staying in place with a blank expression.

A fresh breeze blew, rolling up a leaf on the ground and fluttering in the wind.

"What's the matter, I said don't be stupid, your senior brothers have done their work twice, do you have any opinions? If you have no opinions, hurry up and clean the yard for me, and then the senior brothers of Shaolin will come over to get rice and clothes." After finishing breakfast, the serious master came to Jing Fa's side and stepped heavily on a cloud of dust, causing Jing Fa to cough.

Jingfa sighed, stopped the surprise in his heart, silently picked up the broom, and concentrated on sweeping the fallen leaves and dust.

"I said don't be stupid, breakfast doesn't wait for anyone, and when the meal is finished by the senior brothers, you won't have to eat, don't hurry up and sweep quickly. The serious master found a chaise longue and sat down, swaying himself and enjoying the warm sunbathing.

As soon as the words fell, I saw the three senior brothers suddenly speed up their meals.

Seeing the rice porridge that quickly dived down in the rice pot, Jing Fa turned his face sideways, and instantly performed the phantom sword soul chasing stunt, and four Jing Fa figures appeared in the courtyard at once, constantly changing everywhere.

In this way, it only took a quarter of an hour for the small yard to be cleaned by Jingfa.

When he covered his hungry stomach and rushed to the table with a happy face, he saw that the last peanut was caught in his mouth, and all the rice pots and dishes were empty, and there was not even a single millet grain left.

"Alright, breakfast time is over, let's get back to work. With a wave of his right hand, the serious master continued to cook rice if he was not fat, continued to dry his clothes if he was not thin, and continued to copy the scriptures if he was not handsome, and Jingfa, after the serious master asked him to wash the dishes and chopsticks, he went to chop wood.

With an empty stomach, Jingfa was weak, so he had to pick up a large bucket of water and pour it down, and when he came to the firewood room, he was startled.

The firewood room was full of large firewood, but there was not a single firewood knife.

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