Bu Fat poured a big bag of millet into the stone basin, and grinned at Jingfa: "Come on, don't be stupid, junior brother, you can try it, can you use your ass to remove the rice bran." ”

Jingfa gritted his teeth, slowly climbed into the stone basin, learned not to be fat, jumped up and down, and also wanted to use his ass as a rice mallet to smash the rice bran.

But after jumping twice, I found that the stone basin was in a mess.

Some of the rice grains were crushed directly, while some of the rice bran was still wrapped around the surface of the rice grains, and no cracks were formed.

Seeing Jing Fa's appearance, Bu Fat shook his head, looking dissatisfied.

"You can't do this, watch me demonstrate it. Bu Fat reached out and lifted Jingfa out, and then jumped in by himself.

I saw that I was not fat and jumped up and down, just like an extremely elastic meat ball, the height of each bounce was surprisingly consistent, but the force of each fall seemed to be a little different.

Jingfa carefully observed the millet in the stone basin, because the bottom of the stone basin was not completely flat, but with some curvature, so every time it fell, there was always a millet that touched the butt that was not fat.

But to Jingfa's surprise, all the millet that was hit by the fat buttocks cracked the rice bran with unmistakable accuracy, bursting out the white grains of rice inside, as if the force received by each grain was surprisingly consistent.

After seeing the mystery in the stone basin clearly, Jingfa immediately expressed a heartfelt admiration for the non-fat senior brother.

A person who is so fat, but can handle such precise strength, a master, is definitely a master among masters.

Thinking of this, Jingfa immediately put away his banter and began to observe the movements of the fat senior brother attentively, and listened carefully to the fat senior brother's explanation of Chungmi's skills.

After watching the demonstration of not being fat and listening to the explanation of not being fat, Jingfa jumped into the stone basin again to experience it for himself.

While it looks simple and sounds simple, it's hard to do.

But Jingfa's comprehension ability and learning ability are very surprising, he learns very quickly, very fast, so that after half a day, he has been able to release almost a large force against about half of the ass of the grain.

So after nodding with satisfaction, he sent Jing to Bu Thin, because it was already the time to study with Senior Brother Bu Fei in the afternoon.

is not thin, and his daily job is to dry clothes, so Professor Jingfa also dries clothes.

Unlike not being fat, this time I didn't lose weight before Jing started to demonstrate the key points of the action.

Of course, he had seen the whole process beforehand, so he didn't think it was difficult at all.

If it is said that the non-fat rice should pay attention to the accuracy of the strength and is a technical job, then the drying of clothes that is not thin is purely individual work.

This was Jing Fa's thoughts, but when he went into battle in person, he found that his thoughts were wrong.

When he fixed his shiny head on the trunk, he didn't feel anything, but when he pressed his feet on the other side of the trunk, he noticed that his body was a little unstable.

Standing between two trees, standing on the ground, feels completely different because gravity is downward.

As he slowly moved to the top of the tree, he felt the strong wind blowing in his face, and he only felt his whole body start to shake.

What is even more odious is that the clothes hanging all over the body increase the resistance of the wind, like a strong sail, as if it is about to drive this boat to roar away at any time.

The wind grew stronger and stronger, and the trees below began to tremble from side to side.

Jing Fa panicked suddenly, and hurriedly released the internal force on the top of his head and feet, and fixed his body tightly, but the force on his feet was too strong all of a sudden, and he accidentally slipped off the trunk of the tree.

After losing the support point, Jingfa's whole body was like a kite, whistling and being blown away by the wind, accompanied by his heart-rending screams.

After a while, Jingfa ran out of the woods, his clothes covered in stains.

"Don't be stupid, brother, these clothes are washed in vain, hey, I think you better go wash your clothes, you can't do this kind of technical work like drying clothes. Seeing Jingfa's gray face, he shook his head and sighed.

But Jingfa is a person who is becoming more and more frustrated, gritted his teeth, and said: "Who said that I can't do it, and if I have any clothes, I'll do it again to show you." ”

"Amitabha, don't be stupid, junior brother, I think you should spare those clothes. Not thin sighed.

Jing Fa snorted coldly, walked to the wooden basin, carefully clipped his clothes one by one, and then came to the middle of the two trees just now, took a long breath, put the right tree above his head, kicked the left tree, and moved to the top of the tree step by step.

This time, Jing Faxue was obedient, and after coming to the top of the tree, he immediately turned the true qi in his body, and constantly adjusted the concentration and intensity of the true qi in each part of his body according to the external airflow conditions.

As a result, although he looks like he is crumbling in the wind, he is only going to fall in the end, and he doesn't really fall.

But after only a quarter of an hour, Jingfa was so tired and sweating profusely that although his clothes had not yet dried, he had to climb down the tree first.

After seeing Jing Fa come down, he nodded with satisfaction and stretched out his thumb to him.

After a while, after dinner, Jingfa was immediately brought into the room by Bu Shuai and devoted himself to new learning.

Compared with the two studies in the morning, this one in the evening really made Jingfa experience what life is better than death.

When he first entered the Dushengmen, in the face of Zhao Yuan's preaching, he directly hypnotized him and snored.

This time, in the face of the Buddhist scriptures that are not handsome, it is even more obscure for him than the book of heaven.

But he didn't dare to sleep, because it was a small temple, and if he dared to fall asleep in the middle of his studies, he didn't know what would happen.

So, he had to open his eyelids, open his ears wide, and do his best to listen to the Buddhist scriptures and feel the profundity of the Dharma.

This night, Bu Shuai talked about the "Nirvana Sutra", he spoke very vividly, and after a long time, even people like Jingfa, who didn't know anything about Buddhism, faintly became interested.

Seeing that his audience listened attentively, nodded with dissatisfaction, and spoke more vividly, from time to time his eyebrows fluttered, and his tone was frustrated.

In this way, the night passed, Jingfa and Bu Shuai still maintained their original posture, one talking, one listening, until the first dawn.

When the two of them walked out of the room, they saw that the serious master and the two senior brothers, who were not fat and not thin, had already eaten breakfast at the table.

"Oh, not stupid, yes, I studied Buddhism with Isn't Shuai all night?" said the serious master when he saw Jing Fa.

Jing Fa rubbed his eyes, even he didn't expect that he would listen to Buddhist scriptures all night and not fall asleep.

He shook his head, didn't speak, walked directly to the table, filled himself with a bowl of rice porridge, and drank it with a clatter.

The serious master glanced at Jing Fa, smiled and asked Bu Shuai, "What were you talking about last night?"

"Master Qiqi, according to your instructions, I am talking about the Nirvana Sutra. ”

"Well, in the future, you don't need to talk about other Buddhist scriptures, just talk about the Nirvana Sutra. ”

"The disciple obeyed. ”