Especially Yu Qingqiu, she stared at Zhuo Yifan with a pair of big eyes, her eyes were full of anger, it seemed that the anger just now had not dissipated. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zen Master Huiyuan stopped the sound of knocking on the wooden fish, and said to the disciples in the hall: "If the heart is moving, the mind is chaotic, the mind is chaotic, and the mind is illusory, everything is in a thought, a thought becomes a Buddha, a thought can also become a demon, the thought has no life, and people have no action." ”

When the little monk saw Zen Master Huiyuan stop, he immediately opened his eyes, touched the little bald head in embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Hehe, Master, we remember." ”

"If the heart does not move, the spirit does not move, the body can be unified, you are so unserious in meditation, add another hour to show a small punishment. ”

When the little monk heard this, he immediately drooped his head and sighed, "Oh, yes, Master." ”

The idiot monk glared at Zhuo Yifan fiercely with a pair of big eyes, as if everything was his fault, and then bared his teeth and crossed his eyebrows, raised a hand to his chest and clenched it vigorously.

Looking at the idiot's expression and movements, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but shudder with fright, thinking that if this time was broken, offending this hard stone, how should he live in the future.

In order to alleviate the other party's disgust, Zhuo Yifan raised his head and squeezed out a smile, grinning at the idiot monk. Seeing this, the anger on his face did not diminish because of this, but rose even more, and he mistakenly thought that Zhuo Yifan was provoking him.

The idiot monk's eyes opened angrily, and suddenly dilated again, which made Zhuo Yifan, who was already weak-hearted, sigh and worry in his heart.

"I'll rub it, it's over, this hard stone is probably going to hit my head again!" Zhuo Yifan's heart fluttered.

Yu Qingqiu set her eyes on Zhuo Yifan, and saw that his brows were furrowed, and his panicked face were all presented in her flowing eyes, and she muttered indifferently: "Haha, there is a good show to watch now." ”

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan's originally timid face suddenly became aggressive, although he didn't speak, he seemed to be telling her that he was not afraid of that stone.

Despite the bravado, the clean and fair face, with the corners of his mouth twitching, betrayed him secretly.

Because of everyone's inattention, under the leadership of Senior Brother Huya, the collective meditation class was added for an hour, so this meditation class was longer than before.

After a long time, as a bell rang, Huya opened his eyes and glanced at everyone.

After a few breaths, the bell stopped, and the little monk Huya slowly got up, took off the sign with the word "static" behind him, and replaced it with a sign of "putting ginseng", and then the disciples slowly walked out of the meditation hall.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan's face instantly became happy, and this long-term meditation class was finally over. For someone who doesn't have sedentary skills, it's a wonderful thing to be able to move around.

Zhuo Yifan just wanted to leave from the futon, when he saw the idiot monk walking towards him angrily.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan instantly had an ominous premonition, "It's broken, this hard stone is here!"

He turned his body quickly, ready to turn around and run, but as soon as he was halfway through the turn, he heard the idiot monk shouting to him: "Hey, that newcomer, you stop for me!"

When Zhuo Yifan heard the sound, his body stiffened suddenly, and his flat eyebrows instantly rose with ripples, he didn't turn back immediately, but his face looked like a bitter melon.

"It's over, there's no chance to escape if you want to!" Zhuo Yifan said secretly with a bitter face.

At this time, he heard a burst of heavy footsteps from behind, hearing this sound, even if Zhuo Yifan didn't see the fierce and vicious appearance of the idiot monk, he could think that his body as hard as a stone was shaking from side to side and walking towards him.

Zhuo Yifan's eyelids suddenly rolled, his face was still bitter melon in the last breath, and he suddenly smiled like a flower in the next breath, and he smiled exaggeratedly: "Oh, I always think that there are great heroes with strong martial arts calling me, and there is really a hey, it turns out to be the second senior brother!"

Xing's angry face was also suddenly stunned, he really didn't expect that the other party would slap the horse and smile at him, he was still very angry, but his anger dropped by half in an instant, and he wondered: "What are you laughing at?"

"Huh...... The second senior brother is in such a hurry to find me, I think it must be a good thing, and if it is a good thing, I will naturally be happy!" Zhuo Yifan said with a hippie smile, his expression was very natural.

When the idiot heard this, his eyes widened, and he said angrily: "Good thing? You think it's beautiful!"

Zhuo Yifan had already guessed that he would definitely yell at himself, but his expression was still smiling, and the ripples of laughter increased by another layer.

Because he knows that if the other party hits your left cheek, you should stretch out your right cheek and then let him hit, although this will make the weak shameless, but it will also make it difficult for the strong to start, because as a strong man beating the weak, it is not a glorious thing for him, but it will make him feel that his status is lowered.

At this time, the idiot monk was a strong man in front of Zhuo Yifan, and when he saw the weak Zhuo Yifan bending his knees like this, he was so angry that he had nowhere to get angry.

"As long as it is something that the second senior brother ordered, it is a good thing, there is no doubt that the second senior brother is a lucky star, a big lucky star. Zhuo Yifan patted the horse and said.

The idiot monk was very sneering at Zhuo Yifan's behavior, feeling that the other party was not manly at all, and he was not as good as him, a monk.

Although this is the case, because he is the object of the horse, he also has a fluttering feeling like an ordinary person with soft ears, and he keeps rubbing his bald head.

The stiff expression of the idiot monk gradually relaxed, but his eyes still looked indifferent, he was silent for a long time, feeling that he would not punish Zhuo Yifan, and the fire in his heart still could not be completely extinguished, but he felt that it would be a loss of his identity to deal with such a spineless person by himself, so he raised his chest and said: "You will chop the pile of firewood in the courtyard in a while!"

When Zhuo Yifan heard this, his eyes widened, and he said in surprise: "Chopping wood?"

The idiot shook his waist and glared at him, "What? You don't seem to want to!"

Zhuo Yifan's surprised eyes immediately changed, and he smiled with a smile on his face: "Willing, willing, how can you be unwilling!"

For Zhuo Yifan, he is the dignified young owner of Zhuo Jian Villa, chopping wood has always been the work of subordinates, he has never done it himself before, but now he is in such a situation, he feels a little funny.

The idiot monk nodded and said in a low voice, "It's pretty much the same!"

Then he raised his head and walked out of the door, and when he reached the door, he turned and said angrily, "Remember, you must finish the split!" and made a fist gesture to him as a demonstration of deterrence.

"Okay, okay, no problem, don't you just light firewood, I'll be able to do it right away." Zhuo Yifan hurriedly said with a smile on his face.

Seeing that the idiot walked away, Zhuo Yifan's face immediately changed, and he pursed his lips and said: "Bullying the small with the big and bullying the weak, what kind of ability is it!"

Suddenly, a voice replied: "Wagging the tail and begging for mercy, patting the horse to welcome you, what kind of ability is this!"

The sound is a little crisp, and it is loud in the crisp. Although the voice was so good, Zhuo Yifan felt very angry and disgusting.