Zhuo Yifan walked around the corner, looked back, and found that they did not follow, and the fast pace just now suddenly stopped. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He leaned against a gray wall behind him, spitting one after another. I was still worried just now, but now I think back to the scene with her, but I can't help but smile lightly. The slender fingers of his hands couldn't help rubbing against each other, and there was even a little bit of excitement, which slowly surged into his heart, all on his face.

The joy is colorful, and the description is probably Zhuo Yifan's expression at this time.

"Damn, what's wrong with me, when did I become so dirty!" Zhuo Yifan finished speaking, and he couldn't help shaking his head.

Leaning against the gray wall, he stroked his chest, straightened his waist and looked at the corner from which he came. After making sure that they were not chasing, he shook his palms and walked to the backyard at a faster pace.

Surprise rippled in Zhuo Yifan's heart, obviously, this sudden accident greatly exceeded his original idea. Originally, he just wanted to teach this Shangguan Yuqing who had been bullying him a lesson. But no one expected that it would be such a result in the end.

However, this surprise did not last long in Zhuo Yifan's heart, because when he thought of facing this Shangguan Yuqing disguised as a man in the future, an inexplicable uneasiness and anxiety swelled in his heart.

The exchange between the two has passed, but the residual warmth left by that scene is still shrouded in the hearts of the two. Even after a few days, that inexplicable feeling grew secretly in the hearts of the two, and it still couldn't be dispersed for a long time.

In the Bodhi Temple, the little monk taught Zhuo Yifan martial arts, but Zhuo Yifan did not dare to publicize it. If it weren't for the last time he competed with Shangguan Yuqing, maybe no one would know about this matter except for the little monk and him, even Zen Master Huiyuan.

The third junior brother is a fat monk, the law name is Mudun, he was a butcher when he was not a monk, and it is precisely because of his background in this profession that he has a big shoulder and a round waist, and under a wide gray monk's uniform, he can't cover his bulging layers of fat.

Because of the fat and fat growth, it gives people the impression of being a brainless person, but this is not the case. When Zhuo Yifan used the Prajna Zen palm, the wooden dun monks all looked at it. It's understandable that others don't know this technique, but he and the little monk Huya are the same master, so naturally they can't hide it from him. At that time, none of the other disciples around found it, except for the Mudun monk. It can be said that the Mudun monk, who seems to be very low-key and honest, secretly has his own plans in his heart.

"Hey, Zhuo Yifan, come over here, I have something to look for you. ”

In the Bodhi Temple, on a somewhat shaded gravel path, the Mudun monk looked at Zhuo Yifan who was sweeping the ground in the distance, and shouted excitedly.

Zhuo Yifan looked at the fat figure and bulging belly of the wooden dun monk in front of him, and said with a little fear: "Second senior brother, what's the matter with you?"

"Don't be afraid, I just want to tell you something!" Monk Mudun smiled when he saw Zhuo Yifan, who was a little panicked.

Zhuo Yifan looked at the folds of meat piled up on his face, and he was also embarrassed.

secretly thought that he wouldn't be looking for trouble for himself, whether it was a blessing or a curse, and that he couldn't avoid it.

Zhuo Yifan secretly cheered himself up while passing over.

He saw Zhuo Yifan coming slowly, although slowly, he still came, and he didn't squeak again.

Zhuo Yifan looked at him suspiciously, his face was still a little pale, and he said tremblingly: "Third Senior Brother, is there something wrong with me?"

Monk Mudun snorted, stepped forward again, and said as he walked: "I heard Senior Brother Huya say, your family is a big family?"

"Yes, Third Senior Brother, why are you asking me all this?" Hearing Monk Mudun's question, Zhuo Yifan was like a monk who was at a loss.

He hurriedly stepped forward, looked sideways, and after finding that there was no one, he asked in a low voice, "Then you must be very rich?" and then stared at Zhuo Yifan tightly, waiting for his answer.

Zhuo Yifan looked at his face and didn't speak, just nodded. He didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the third senior brother, but seeing his strange expression, he still had to answer.

Monk Mudun was overjoyed when he heard this, and the last time he borrowed cotton clothes, he saw that he was generous, but he didn't expect that he was really a broad young master.

"That's really good, do you have any money with you?" Monk Mudun put his arm around Zhuo Yifan's shoulder and shouted excitedly.

"With ...... Bring. ”

Before Zhuo Yifan could say anything, he was dragged forward by the Mudun monk, and his fat big hand was placed on his shoulder.

"You...... What are you doing?" asked Zhuo Yifan with a frown.

When the big hand was placed on Zhuo Yifan's shoulder, but seeing his grinning mouth, Mudun Monk realized that there was something wrong with the two big men like this, and immediately coughed dryly and said, "I want you to do me a favor." ”

As soon as Zhuo Yifan heard that he asked him to help, the heart that was hanging in the air just now fell, and he straightened up, and immediately said very proudly: "Just say, what's the matter?"

"That's right, I want to make ......"

He suddenly stopped talking, looked around sideways, and saw that there was no one, so he continued: "I want you to go out into the street and use your money to buy me some food and drink." As soon as he said that, he looked around nervously.

Zhuo Yifan's eyes widened when he heard this, secretly thinking that this third senior brother looks like a monk on the surface, but he doesn't even abide by the rules and precepts of the monk, which is obviously a fake monk.

No, is this the master asking him to test himself, or is he doing it on purpose, and then he will take himself away. After some random speculation, Zhuo Yifan then smacked his lips.

"This ...... Third Senior Brother, don't test me, although I have not been accepted as a disciple by the Master, as long as I am in the Bodhi Temple for one day, I will follow the Master's rules. Zhuo Yifan said impassionedly while smiling.

"You...... You stinky boy! You can think about it, don't toast and don't eat and drink!"

Zhuo Yifan's eyes rolled, and he secretly thought that he still wanted to set himself. Hehe, I just don't get fooled, maybe the master is around here.

"Third Senior Brother, I have already thought about it, as long as I am here in Bodhi Temple for one day, I will definitely do things according to the rules of Master and his old man. ”

Zhuo Yifan said while dancing, and his voice became louder and louder, while his two eyes kept searching around.

"Be quiet. ”

Seeing his words and expressions, Monk Mudun's face turned blue instantly, and he stepped forward to cover Zhuo Yifan's mouth, then gritted his teeth and said, "You shut up for me!"

"Shut up for me!" Monk Mudun's hands trembled a little, and his face jumped from Tie Qing just now to cold: "Zhuo Yifan, let me tell you, don't think that I don't know the martial arts you used last time, it was the martial arts that the master brought from Tianzhu, the Prajna Zen palm." (To be continued.) )