Chapter 320: Little Black Calf

The two of them were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly retracted their actions just now. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Uncle!"

"Master!"

"It's so unbelievable, as a person in the Buddhist sect, you are like this, it really hurts the face of the holy land of Buddhism!" Zen Master Huiyuan said angrily.

Both of them blushed, and then both lowered their heads.

"The two of you, one is the second senior brother and the other is the third senior brother, are you just giving the junior brothers the lead?"

"Uncle Shi, I was wrong!" said the idiot on his knees.

Seeing this, the idiot on the side looked proudly at the idiot who was kneeling on the ground, as if he had forgotten that this matter also had his own share, and he couldn't help but be complacent.

"Mu Dun, you are still embarrassed to be smug, didn't I say you?" Zen Master Huiyuan threw his eyes at Mu Dun and said in a deep voice.

Seeing the gloomy face of Zen Master Huiyuan, Mu Dun looked a little stunned, but he didn't expect the master to say himself, so he hurriedly twisted his fat body and knelt down with a plop.

"Master, I was wrong too!"

The idiot hung his head slightly, glanced at him obliquely, the corners of his mouth pulled up slightly, and muttered in a low voice: "What a stupid don't pull a few! Stupid old man! Stupid stupid pig!"

Because of his Adam's apple, only he could hear it, so Zen Master Huiyuan didn't notice it. And the wooden pier that also knelt on his knees, although he didn't hear it, the mocking face of the idiot, and the slightly moving mouth, all fell into his eyes. But seeing that the master was present, he was so angry that he could only glare at the idiot fiercely to show that he would fight back.

Zen Master Huiyuan shook his head helplessly when he saw the wooden pier with round eyes and the idiot with a mocking look on his face, and said softly: "It seems that you just have a good heart with a wrong mouth, and as a monk, you have different hearts, which is a big taboo!"

Because of the presence of Zen Master Huiyuan, although they were silent on the surface, and even bowed their heads to admit their mistakes, they could still feel that the two were secretly competing, and no one was convinced.

"Since that's the case, you should go to the meditation room in the backyard and think about it!" he turned around and shouted to the disciples under the steps, "Except for the daily passing of the hall, no one can let them out without my orders!"

When the disciples heard this, they hurriedly lowered their heads.

"What are you still kneeling for, haven't you thought about it!" said Zen Master Huiyuan to the two of them who were on their knees.

"Yes, uncle!"

"Yes, Master!"

Then, the two slowly got up, glared at each other fiercely, and walked towards the meditation room in the backyard.

"Morning class, there is a line to host!" said Zen Master Huiyuan.

"Yes, uncle!"

A young thin monk walked out of the audience, this person is Xing Xian, the disciple of Hui Zheng Zen Master, that is, the junior brother of the idiot, the fourth among the disciples of Bodhi Temple.

Zen Master Huiyuan glanced at him and said slowly, "Let's do morning class!"

After speaking, Zen Master Huiyuan turned around and walked to his meditation room.

Subsequently, under the auspices of Xing Xian, everyone began the morning class without the senior brother, the second senior brother, and the third senior brother.

......

After walking for about a stick of incense, the little monk Huya who followed behind began to feel a little strange about the walking path.

"Brother Yifan, Brother Yifan......"

The little monk behind Zhuo Yifan hurriedly shouted to him.

"Senior Brother Huya, what's the matter?" Zhuo Yifan, who was riding on the horse, tilted his head and wondered.

"Brother Yifan, the path we are going on doesn't seem to be right!"

"That's right!

The little monk of Huya swept his gaze to the refreshing scenery around him, stroking his little head with a cute expression.

"Brother Yifan, it's still not right! The way to your house, we have walked, I remember very clearly, it is definitely not this road!"

When Zhuo Yifan heard this, he couldn't hide it, so he smiled and said, "Hehe, this is not the way back to my house!"

"It's not the way back to your house, then you know it's wrong, why don't you change it!" Huya said in surprise.

Zhuo Yifan pulled the horse rope and stopped the horse.

"Who said we were going home? I didn't tell you!"

"Didn't you send me out to escort you when you told Master that you wanted to go home!"

"It's just an excuse, an excuse to get out of the Bodhi Temple!"

Hearing his words, Huya shook his head, still not understanding.

"I'll tell you the truth! I'm here to watch the Huangya Bang competition, so I used the excuse of going home!"

Hearing this reason, the little monk was simply stunned.

"Brother Yifan, you're lying again, it's not good!"

"I know, but the Huangya Bang competition is really exciting, if you tell the master the truth, the master will definitely say that we are full of distractions and will not let us come out. ”

"What is that?" Huya said curiously.

"The ranking list of a master of the rivers and lakes! Many people who have attained martial arts in the rivers and lakes have a martial arts competition list that they have longed for all their lives, and it is only once in ten years!" Zhuo Yifan said, looking very excited, and his black eyes kept flashing.

"That's amazing, but why don't I know?"

"You?"

"Hehe......"

Zhuo Yifan shook his head and said with a smile: "The Huangya Bang competition is only once in ten years, how old are you, and you don't walk on the rivers and lakes, how can you know!"

When the little monk Huya heard this, he felt that he was still a toddler ten years ago.

"How many times have you been there?" said the little monk.

"Me?" Zhuo Yifan scratched his head and said with a shy face: "This ...... You see I'm so young, guess how many times I've been there?"

Huya looked Zhuo Yifan up and down, then stretched out a finger and said, "At least you've been there once!"

Zhuo Yifan pursed his lips, shook his head and said, "I've disappointed you, I'...... Haven't been there once!"

"You've never been there once, I thought you were experienced!"

Hearing his words, Zhuo Yifan raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "Alas, I really haven't been there once, what's wrong?"

"Hehe, it's not interesting, it's just like me, it's a fledgling little black calf!"

"I'm older than you, I'm not a fledgling little black calf!"

"What's older than me! It's not the same that I haven't been there once. The little monk of Huya giggled: "We are all the same, hehe, no one has to laugh at anyone!"

"I think you're just laughing at me!" Zhuo Yifan said as he looked at the triumphant little monk with tiger teeth.

"No, I didn't mean that, at most I felt more comfortable, just like me, a fledgling little black calf!" said the corners of Huya's mouth slightly up.

Zhuo Yifan shook his head shyly, turned around and pumped his horse, and said, "Let's go! If it's too late this time, you'll have to wait for the next ten years!"

When Huya heard this, he also drew his horse and quickly chased after him.

While chasing, he shouted: "Brother Yifan, haven't you been there once, so do you know the road?"

Zhuo Yifan didn't look back, riding on the galloping horse, swaying up and down, and said leisurely: "Hehe, don't worry! In order to watch the Huangya Bang competition, I have already done my homework last time I bought vegetables!"

"Oh!" Huya nodded, shook the leash a few more times, and the galloping horse sped up again. (To be continued.) )