Chapter 187: Fighting for the Stomach
"No axe or knife, tell me how to chop wood!" Jingfa's earth-shattering shout came from the firewood room, causing everyone to be startled and stop what they were doing.
There were some doubts between the eyebrows of the three senior brothers, who were not fat, thin, or handsome, as if they felt a little strange.
The serious master seemed to suddenly remember something, the round bead turned in his eyes, jumped up from the chaise longue, waved to the three senior brothers to continue working, and rushed into the firewood room with a smoke.
"What are you yelling about? You know that you won't find a way to solve it when you encounter difficulties!" After walking into the firewood room, the serious master put his hands behind him and gave Jing Fa a good lecture.
Hearing the words of the serious master, Jing Fa suddenly became angry, threw a piece of firewood as thick as a bucket in front of the serious master, and shouted: "There is no knife, you can chop some wood for me to see." ”
The serious master picked up the firewood and said with a smile: "Young man, this is the Shaolin Temple, Shaolin hard qigong dominates the country, and it is not a problem to split stone bricks with bare hands, this is just a small firewood, it's easy, you can't even do this, are you embarrassed to say that you are a Shaolin disciple?"
"I didn't say that I was a Shaolin disciple, you had to leave me behind, since Shaolin hard qigong is so powerful, why don't you show me your hand, master, so that the apprentice can open my eyes?" Jing Fa's words were particularly loud, echoing in the sky above the courtyard.
"Well, you've only been getting started for a day, and I don't blame you for not knowing anything, for my hard qigong is also one of the best in the whole Shaolin, which your three senior brothers are very clear, just go and ask them carefully another day, it's a little urgent to be a teacher today, and it's not convenient to stay here for a long time, you go find some other work to do first." ”
As soon as the words fell, the serious master was about to go out, and as soon as he turned around, he felt three figures appear in front of him, blocking the way.
When I looked up, I saw that the three people who were not fat, not thin, and not handsome had also come to the firewood room at this time, staring at themselves with bright eyes, and there was a look of great anticipation on their faces.
"Master, you see, the senior brothers are here, it must be because I haven't seen Master show his majesty for a long time, and I want to see it today, and I hope that Master has fulfilled the four of us. Seeing this, Jing Fa sneered in his heart and said with a smile on his face.
The serious master frowned, and just as he wanted to open his mouth to drive away the three people in front of him, he saw Jing Fa carrying a piece of firewood that was thicker than the one just now and came to him.
"Master, show your supreme qigong to your heart's content. After speaking, Jing Fa retreated to the side of the three senior brothers, and looked at the serious master with the same expectation.
The serious master was already riding a tiger at this time, staring at the firewood in front of him, and his eyelids couldn't help but tremble.
He stood the firewood in front of him, squatted down with his legs, tied up the horse's steps, took a deep breath, condensed his right hand into a hand knife, and suddenly roared, and his right hand aimed at the firewood and cut it down instantly.
All the processes are full of momentum, and I can't take my eyes off the scenery, and I look forward to the next moment when the firewood is divided into two halves.
However, just as the hand knife was about to split the firewood, suddenly an "ouch" came from the mouth of the serious master.
He hurriedly withdrew his right hand and covered his stomach, only to hear a long grunt coming from his stomach, which made him jump up and shout: "Hurry up and dodge, I'm going to have diarrhea!"
As soon as the words fell, a foul smell came from behind the serious master, which provoked everyone to hurriedly cover their noses and flash to the side.
And the serious master happened to run out of this crack and rushed into the hut.
Seeing that the serious master was gone, the three senior brothers shook their heads, and also dispersed to take care of themselves, busy with their own affairs.
But Jingfa was dark for a while, and suddenly burst out laughing.
Before the laughter was over, he saw that the serious master had come out of the hut and came to him at some point.
Jing Fa hurriedly forcibly suppressed his laughter and asked, "Master, your stomach is healed, can you continue to show your profound qigong?"
"Show a fart, the pit is blocked, quick, go get it through. As he spoke, the serious master threw Jing Fa a handful of hammers and pointed to the pit where the door was still open.
Through the crack in the door, Jing Fa saw that the yellow stool was full of the pit, thinking to himself how could so much suddenly come out, and then looked at the thick smile floating at the corner of the serious master's mouth, and his heart suddenly brightened, Jiang was really still old and spicy, and he was defeated again in this confrontation.
"Hurry up, don't do a good job, be careful that you don't have to eat lunch. Seeing that Jing Fa was holding the hammer, his face was blue and green, but there was no movement under his feet, and the serious master shouted at him impatiently.
As soon as he heard the word "lunch", Jingfa's stomach let out a "goo" in stress.
The bucket of water in the morning had already been almost digested.
In order to fill his stomach, Jingfa had to grit his teeth, picked up the bag with one hand, pinched his nose with the other, and resolutely rushed into the toilet.
I only heard a bang, and as soon as Jingfa stepped into the toilet before his feet, a gust of wind blew and closed the toilet door tightly.
In an instant, Jing Fa's heart-rending shouts rang out in the latrine, and then he fought fiercely against the stench and smell.
I don't know how long later, a group of Shaolin disciples came to the door of a small temple.
The serious master opened the door with a smile on his face and welcomed the disciples in.
"Serious old monk, have you finished the work assigned to you?" said Kuzuki as he walked out of the crowd and said commandingly.
"Eh, empty moon, don't be so rude. A handsome young monk in the crowd shouted a Buddha horn and said to the empty moon.
Hearing the young monk's words, Kong Yue hurriedly lowered his head and walked to his side, and said softly: "Kong Yue knows his mistakes, and he still hopes that Senior Brother Miaoxin will atone for his sins." ”
The young monk, whose Dharma name is Miao Xin, walked out of the crowd, folded his hands, and respectfully bowed his head slightly to the serious master and said, "Serious master, the right talent Kongyue has offended many words in his words, and the poor monk apologizes for him." ”
Miao Xin is the personal disciple of Master Buyue, the presiding officer of Shaolin, and the chief disciple of the younger generation of Shaolin Temple, who is full of exquisite Buddhism.
Seeing Miaoxin coming to the small temple today, the serious master trembled in fright, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't dare to be, Senior Brother Kongyue cares about the progress of affairs, it should be, after all, one of our small temples is a subordinate temple of Shaolin, you can't take advantage of it and don't do things, it's not fat, not thin, not handsome, hurry up and get the things." ”
After a while, Bu Fat brought ten bags of white rice, Bu Fat brought a large box of neatly folded monk robes, and Bu Handsome brought a large stack of brand-new Buddhist scriptures.
"Here are 500 catties of rice, 100 monk's clothes, 50 Diamond Sutras, and I hope Senior Brother Miaoxin will see it. The serious master said respectfully.
Miaoxin glanced at Kong Yue, who immediately stepped forward to count and nodded after making sure that it was correct.
Then Miao Xin instructed several Shaolin disciples behind him to bring rice, monk's robes, and the Diamond Sutra back to Shaolin.
At this moment, Kong Yue suddenly frowned and asked, "By the way, what about a hundred catties of firewood?"
As soon as the words fell, suddenly there was a loud noise in the toilet, and I saw a gray-faced monk kick open the toilet door and walk out with a golden basket.
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