Seeing all this, Zhuo Yifan was suddenly a little dumbfounded, and shouted at the back of the young man in white: "What's the big deal, isn't it better than me!"

After finishing speaking, he straightened his clothes and prepared to go in, but he didn't take two steps, and at this time, another figure stood in front of him, blocking the way, Zhuo Yifan looked at it, it turned out to be the junior brother of the young man in white. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhuo Yifan asked puzzledly: "What's wrong?"

I saw Lin Qingyi shouting at him: "Do you understand the rules, how can you go in if I don't go in?"

Zhuo Yifan's lungs were about to explode when he heard this, and he immediately said with displeasure: "Master didn't say that he would accept you as an apprentice, what kind of trouble are you making!"

"You are just a worker, but I am your brother's junior brother, and I am closer to you than you in any way. After saying that, he turned around and walked in very chicly.

Zhuo Yifan looked at Lin Qingyi who was going away, stomped his feet angrily, and shouted at the back of the distance: "You are just a little follower, and you are also arrogant in front of me, you are really bullied by dogs in Pingyang!"

shouted for a while but no one paid attention, Zhuo Yifan's fire at this time had been mostly extinguished, and he straightened his clothes and prepared to go inside.

But after being stopped the last two times, it seemed that some shadows were left in my head, and I had just taken two steps when I suddenly stopped.

He looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he smiled and walked in with a relaxed step.

"You're all bullying me, you're gone, there's no one now, look who still robs me. He said in a very unpleasant voice as he walked.

With the arrival of several people, the old monk was already sitting like a bell, Huya sat on the left side of the old monk, Xingzhi sat on the right, and the rest of the disciples sat in turn......

The meditation hall of Bodhi Temple is very large and very bright, with countless candles, reflecting the golden Buddha, sparkling. The incense burning in front of the Buddha statue is full of fragrance, a bit like a woman rubbing rouge.

This made Zhuo Yifan can't help but think of the graceful and naked young lady, and he was suddenly shocked in his heart, and muttered to himself: "What a sin, in this Langlang Buddhist land, how can you think about a slick woman! If this is known by the old monk, then it will be ......" Thinking about it, he shook his head vigorously to prevent himself from being delusional.

Zhuo Yifan continued to walk towards the meditation hall, he kept looking into the meditation hall as he walked, and as the distance got closer and closer, he began to hear the sound of "dong dong" knocking on the wooden fish.

Zhuo Yifan walked straight in, the meditation hall is rectangular, the width is the same as that of an ordinary meditation room, but its length is about four or five times the width, which makes the meditation hall seem very open.

The meditation hall is surrounded by yellow cloth, and the light outside is blocked, and the rows of lit incense candles can play its role well.

The yellow candlelight, reflected on the yellow cloth, condensed with the golden Buddha statue, made the meditation hall more solemn, as if the golden body of the Buddha came, so that everyone who was immersed in the scene, the pious mind was more and more intense.

Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but be moved by Zen heart, he was like a monk who shaved his hair and practiced, his hands were folded, and Zen words were surging in his mouth.

Just as he was sincere at this moment, the sound of a bamboo stick striking the bell woke him up from his trance.

Then I saw that the little monk Huya turned over a wooden plank, and the word "static" was written on the board, and the disciples in the meditation hall suddenly slowed down.

They sat down in turn, on the futon that had been put in place, straightened their robes, and then slowly closed their eyes and sat up.

Zhuo Yifan knew that their so-called meditation class had already begun, and he had to tiptoe into the meditation hall to avoid the footsteps being too loud and alarming everyone.

He swept over the crowd sitting cross-legged and found that it was crowded and there was no place to sit, which made Zhuo Yifan a little difficult at this time.

At this juncture, he looked at everyone in the hall and began to think, the old monk is the boss here, and he can't be offended; Huya has the best relationship with him, and he is the senior brother here, so he can't be offended; the second senior brother is tall and long, and he was very fierce from the beginning, and he didn't dare to offend again; the third senior brother has a thick and round body, and he is not a vegetarian at first glance.

Looking at the rest of the people, compared with the first two senior brothers, although their appearance is not fierce, and their posture is not tall and fat, but their generations are all senior brothers, and he is a fledgling rookie......

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yifan seemed to have a way, only to see him smile and walk in from the place of hesitation.

He bypassed the big red pillar in front of the meditation hall and tiptoed closer to Yu Qingqiu's side. Seeing Yu Qingqiu, who was still meditating with her eyes closed, Zhuo Yifan smiled and sat on the futon she was meditating on.

Yu Qingqiu felt that someone was approaching, and suddenly opened his eyes, looking at this flowing Zhuo Yifan, he was so angry that he just wanted to shout out, but seeing that the master and brother were all closing their eyes and participating in meditation, they didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of disturbing their practice, so they could only anger him with their eyes in an instant.

Zhuo Yifan sat on her half cushion, ignoring her anger, and kept grimacing at her. Because he knew in his heart that even if she was angry now, she would never dare to make a sound on this quiet and silent occasion, let alone make excessive moves, which is why he was so bold.

The area of the futon itself is not very large, and there are two people sitting on this grunt, which is inevitably a little crowded, Yu Qingqiu looked at the proud Zhuo Yifan, who was not angry since he entered the door, and he had been looking for an opportunity to teach him a lesson, so he was still meditating.

Zhuo Yifan, who was sitting on the left side, moved her butt slightly to the right, only to see Yu Qingqiu squeezed out of the futon at once, and she was very angry in an instant, her anger suddenly heated up, and a cold in her eyes was refracted from her dark eyes, staring at this man who made her quite annoying.

Zhuo Yifan was also shocked when he saw his ice-like black eyes, but soon showed a layer of playfulness on his face to resolve the embarrassment that had squeezed her off the futon just now.

"Sorry, the ass is too big. Zhuo Yifan patted his ass and bit his ear at Yu Qingqiu.

Yu Qingqiu was still angry, and suddenly saw Zhuo Yifan patting her buttocks, and a row of crimson suddenly appeared on her face, which made her very embarrassed, and instantly took her eyes off Zhuo Yifan, but her heart involuntarily turned over the river and the sea.

"Stinky boy, dare to do such a humiliating thing in front of me, and see how I clean you up in the future. Yu Qingqiu's pretty face was slight, she secretly gritted her teeth, and scolded in her heart.

With the passage of time, Zen Master Huiyuan is still sitting upright, the sound of the wooden fish under his hand is full of rhythm, the little monk of Huya and the idiot monk are relatively relaxed at first, but as time goes by, the bodies of the two began to shake, and some of the rest of the people seem to be infected, and their attention is no longer so concentrated.