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"Calm the Spell?" Zhuo Yifan looked at the blue-and-white inlaid yellowed writing in his hand and read it slowly.

Zen Master Huiyuan nodded at it.

"After reading this meditation mantra, there is also a pure heart mantra for the idiot, and you can borrow it from him when the time comes, and still read it in the same way as I just said. ”

When Zhuo Yifan heard this, he hurriedly raised his head, looking very surprised and flustered.

"How?"

Seeing his sudden expression, Zen Master Huiyuan also began to have some doubts.

The reason why Zhuo Yifan is like this is because when Zen Master Huiyuan talked about being stupid, he remembered that he had told him about chopping wood, and he hadn't finished it yet!

"It's nothing, I'm just afraid that I will not borrow me when the time comes!" Zhuo Yifan did not tell the master the truth, but took the opportunity to change the topic.

"No, I'll tell him. ”

"That's good, that's good!"

Zhuo Yifan replied twice, and then put his gaze back on the scripture book in his hand.

Zen Master Huiyuan explained a few more words to him before slowly stepping out of the scripture pavilion.

Zhuo Yifan looked at his back, at this time he was like an ant on a hot pot, walking back and forth.

Because he didn't get the wood, he had to come up with a way to deal with the idiot's next questioning.

He pondered in his head for a while, and when his eyes fell on the scripture again, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to have an idea.

"If you have it, I'll use this book to make a fuss, whether I can hide it or not, it depends on whether God treats me favorably!"

Thinking of this, he looked around, and seeing that everyone else was busy with their own business, he tidied up his clothes and walked out of the scripture pavilion.

When I went out, I found that the sky had cleared, and the clouds in the sky had not turned into a drizzle and sprinkled on the earth.

As for how it disappeared, Zhuo Yifan didn't care much, what he cared about was such a good weather, whether he could see it in the future.

Take the matter of the back mountain, for example, this matter has aroused his curiosity, and he will not give up if he does not find out.

If he wants to find out, he must brave the Longtan Tiger's Den, and whether there will be danger in it, he still doesn't know, after all, there are many unknown secrets hidden there.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yifan's head was dizzy.

At this time, a monk came over from the front, this monk was an idiot monk, he saw Zhuo Yifan standing in the courtyard in a daze, with a sinister smile on his face.

When he approached him more than three feet, he straightened his face and made a very tall appearance that did not eat the fireworks in the world.

"Zhuo Yifan, chopping wood is back!"

Xing Idiot glanced at Zhuo Yifan, this sentence seemed very meaningful.

Zhuo Yifan was thinking about something, when he suddenly heard his voice, his dull face suddenly turned into a panicked look, and before he could answer, his expression at this time had betrayed him.

"What's wrong?"

The idiot monk stepped forward and glanced at Zhuo Yifan deeply, and at the same time, his face also showed a look of surprise.

"Oh, this chopping wood! I haven't had time to go yet!" Zhuo Yifan said with a pretended abrupt face.

After hearing this, the idiot monk's face was not so calm, his eyes suddenly widened, and he pointed at Zhuo Yifan and said: "Zhuo Yifan, you are so bold, you dare to take my words as a deaf ear, see how I teach you!"

Zhuo Yifan saw that he was about to be beaten, and stretched out the scripture book in his hand to block his face, which made the eyes of the idiot monk suddenly light up.

The idiot scanned the scripture with wide eyes, and asked loudly: "Okay! Zhuo Yifan, you are not only lazy, but also steal the scriptures." ”

He shook his rolled up monk sleeves and said with a smile: "Zhuo Yifan, I won't beat you, this time you actually committed the precept of stealing, follow me to see the abbot!"

After speaking, he stretched out a pair of big hands, pressed Zhuo Yifan's shoulders, and pushed towards Zen Master Huiyuan's meditation room.

The hand of the obsessive monk, because of his regular practice, was like two big iron claws, which grabbed Zhuo Yifan's shoulders as if they were as soft as boneless, which suddenly made his face hideous.

"Senior Brother Xing, wait a minute, I haven't finished yet!" Zhuo Yifan grinned in pain.

But no matter how Zhuo Yifan shouted, he ignored the idiot, because he knew that as long as he told Zen Master Huiyuan about Zhuo Yifan stealing the scriptures, then Zhuo Yifan would not be able to stay in Bodhi Temple no matter what, no matter how good he was with his senior brother Huya, then he would not be able to cover it.

It was an opportunity for him, and he didn't want to miss it.

"Don't be verbose! don't come with me, you'll have to suffer for a while!"

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan did not follow his wishes, he grabbed his shoulder vigorously and threatened.

Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan's resistance was much weaker, in front of an arrogant person like an idiot monk, he naturally knew that the more he resisted, the more he could only be hurt.

And the matter of this book was indeed given by Zen Master Huiyuan, so his mentality is still very stable.

Just then, a voice came from a distance.

"Senior brother, what are you doing here?"

Hearing the screams of the two, the little monk with Huya, who came from the west, hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"Senior brother, you came just in time, this kid actually stole the books in the scripture pavilion!"

When the idiot monk saw Huya, his eyes showed excitement, and he was quite happy in his heart.

Because he wanted Huya to take a good look, it was not because he deliberately embarrassed him, but because he told him that he was enforcing the law.

When the little monk heard this, his little face suddenly burst into laughter.

This made the idiot and Zhuo Yifan also stunned, especially the idiot, he knew the relationship between Huya and Zhuo Yifan, how could he still laugh if something like this happened.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" asked the idiot monk puzzled.

Huya licked his lips and said with a smile: "Second junior brother, you are mistaken, this book was given to him by the master!"

"Uncle gave it to him? No way, senior brother, I know that you are good with this kid, but you must know that lying and covering him is a violation of the precepts. The idiot raised his voice and reminded the little monk of Huya, hoping that he would not make a mistake because of this.

"Senior brother, I didn't lie to cover him, I just came back from Master, and he told me personally!"

The idiot's gaze swept over his face, a little skeptical.

"By the way, junior brother, the master also said, when Brother Yifan's book is finished, your pure heart mantra will be exchanged with him. ”

Hearing this, the idiot was able to believe that with his understanding of Huya, if it was a lie, he would not dare to give the order of his master indiscriminately.

"Second Senior Brother, you can let it go now!" Because the idiot kept grabbing his shoulder, Zhuo Yifan grinned.

The idiot turned his head, let go of his grip, glared at him and said, "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

"You grabbed me when you came up, and you didn't have a chance to let me say it!"

The idiot monk grabbed his shoulder again with his big hand and shouted, "When did I not give a chance!"

"Oops! it hurts ......"

This made Zhuo Yifan grin again. (To be continued.) )