When Zhuo Yifan heard him say this, his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled in shock, obviously he didn't expect what he said, so he was slightly nervous. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I can tell you, I've been in Bodhi Temple for so long, this martial art is only known to senior brothers, and now you can, then you must steal it, I think if the master knows, then your dream of apprenticeship will be gone!"

After speaking, the wooden dun monk glared at Zhuo Yifan with a pair of bull's eyes. Seeing Zhuo Yifan struggling and having something to say, Monk Mudun slowly let go of the hand covering his mouth.

As soon as Zhuo Yifan was let go, he immediately panicked and said: "I didn't learn this martial art secretly, this is ......."

Zhuo Yifan just wanted to continue, but suddenly felt wrong, he felt a taste of being calculated, and secretly wondered if he wanted to drag Senior Brother Huya into the water, at this time he was looking for the answer back and forth in his heart.

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan was talking energetically, but suddenly stopped, Monk Mudun pursed his lips and smiled, and said with a big belly: "Why don't you say it, in fact, if you don't say it, I know that you have a good relationship with the senior brother, presumably the senior brother taught you." After speaking, he turned his head and locked his eyes on Zhuo Yifan.

"No, no, I learned it secretly!" Zhuo Yifan was worried that the wooden pier would be bad for Huya, and said nervously.

"Good boy, it seems that you are still quite affectionate. Don't worry, I and Senior Brother Huya are the same master, and I won't do anything to Senior Brother Huya. If it was known by the second senior brother, he would not value the brotherhood of his master. Monk Mudun patted Zhuo Yifan's shoulder and said softly: "I just want to order food and drinks, and you don't have to be so nervous." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhuo Yifan heard that his tone was very weak, so he felt that it was not bad for Huya, so a trace of softness appeared on his face, and his black eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked, "What you said is true?"

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan had calmed down, Monk Mudun's worry just now was a little weaker. Immediately, his heart shook again, and he warned him: "I have to tell you, don't let Master know about the wine and food!"

The corners of Zhuo Yifan's mouth raised a mocking arc, to his surprise, the reckless wooden pier was quite afraid of the master, which was enough to show that this matter was true. In the future, if something happens to him and he has this thing as a handle, this third senior brother will definitely be afraid. In this way, my desire to apprentice is one step closer, because there is someone who can help.

Zhuo Yifan also patted Mu Dun's shoulder, grinned, and said, "Okay, then let's make a deal, as long as what you said just now counts, I will promise you this matter of the third senior brother." ”

Seeing Zhuo Yifan agree, Mudun's mouth opened like a scoop.

"Okay, that's it!" he excitedly stroked his bulging belly.

Zhuo Yifan turned around with a smile and was about to leave.

"Wait......"

At this moment, Monk Mudun stopped Zhuo Yifan, who was about to leave, and when he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but glance around.

Zhuo Yifan turned around slowly, remained silent for a while, looked at him inexplicably, and wondered if he regretted it again.

Then, following Mu Dun's gaze, he swept around, and said with a slight smile: "What's the matter, did you regret it again?"

Monk Mudun stepped forward and said with a smile: "No, no. I'm trying to tell you, you'd better get me some beef in sauce, or a crispy chicken with oil, braised pork trotters, or something. As for the wine, don't want it, if you drink it, something will happen. ”

After Zhuo Yifan heard this, he almost fell on the stone road in front of him. He never expected that this guy was actually proposing conditions to him, and these conditions made him even more amazed.

A monk wants to sauce beef, crispy chicken, and braised pork trotters, all of which are big meat food. Of course, for Zhuo Yifan, the price is a piece of cake, but for a monk, it can be regarded as a lion's big mouth.

"No, it won't. ”

Zhuo Yifan looked at him with a surprised expression, a little afraid that he had misheard what he meant.

Hearing Zhuo Yifan's words, and seeing his suspicious expression again, the Mudun monk, who had an expectant expression just now, suddenly straightened his face again.

His hand then went up to his waist, and he said with a displeased face: "What? Do you think it's too much, or is it too expensive? You don't seem to want to buy it!"

Zhuo Yifan listened, his eyes then blinked, and he said with a smile: "No, no, I'm just worried that you won't be able to finish eating." ”

Senior Brother Mudun smiled slightly, patted his chest hard, and the dull sound of slapping his chest came out, and then said with a pompous expression: "No problem, it's okay to have more." ”

Zhuo Yifan was panicked when he saw his fat body, not to mention the "popping" sound of the fat being patted.

He couldn't help but squint his eyes to block this spicy scene. Then he nodded and said, "Okay! I know, I'll send it to you when I'm done." After saying that, he turned around and ran quickly, without even looking back.

Looking at Zhuo Yifan who was far away, Monk Mudun slapped his bare head with his big hand and sighed: "Hehe, this kid is doing things for me, and he is running so fast!"

Then, the folds of flesh on his face were folded several layers in an instant.

Zhuo Yifan ran quickly, he didn't do his best to buy food for Monk Mudun, but he really couldn't stand it. He has a fat look all over his body, not only a terrible problem, but he feels like a mess of fat, constantly dangling in front of you, and his heart is full of greasy feelings.

"Oops......"

"Bang!"

There was a howl, followed by the sound of the two men colliding.

Because Zhuo Yifan was running in a hurry, he met a person at the bend, and this person was the little monk who came to the backyard.

Although the little monk was short, he had a solid foundation in martial arts, and he knocked Zhuo Yifan to the ground in an instant.

"Who is it?, you don't have long eyes when you walk like this!" Zhuo Yifan didn't look at who the other party was, and shouted at him.

The monk who was hit by the tiger tooth, stroked his bald head, and wanted to get angry, seeing that it was Zhuo Yifan, so he just wanted to burst into the sound of drinking, and then swallowed it.

"Brother Yifan, what are you doing here?" Huya asked in surprise.

When Zhuo Yifan heard this, he also stopped complaining, he got up from the ground, rubbed his chest that was hit, and said in a trembling voice: "Senior Brother Huya, you came just in time, I was still trying to find you!"

Seeing Zhuo Yifan's hideous face, Huya hurriedly stepped forward and said worriedly: "Brother Yifan, are you okay? I didn't mean to!"

Zhuo Yifan hurriedly waved his hand, shook his head and said, "It's okay! This matter is not important, the matter I told you is very important!"

"Brother Yifan, what's the matter?" Huya asked curiously.

But before he could hear Zhuo Yifan's answer, he was pulled into a corner of the path.

Zhuo Yifan first looked around, and when he saw that there was no one, he approached the little monk and whispered: "Senior Brother Huya, you taught me martial arts, the third senior brother knows." (To be continued.) )