Li Muyang was woken up by the sound of wah-wow yelling, and walked into Mu Che's room with a sword. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Sedum was now cautiously panicked when he saw the soft sword in Li Muyang's hand, and immediately shut up, his movements did not decrease, and he put away all the pictures of beauties in his photo.

"What are you arguing about?"

Tang Xiaobao drew a painting that he was most satisfied with and sent it to Li Muyang to offer treasure: "Brother Yang, how do you look at this painting?"

Li Muyang glanced at "Well, that's good"

Tang Xiaobao touched his big belly, "Brother Yang, are you not satisfied? This is my pinnacle painting, you let me paint one, I can't paint it."

Li Muyang stared at Tang Xiaobao for a few seconds, "Are you thin?"

"Ahh

"Monk Miaohua, are these paintings beautiful? Do you have a favorite? Which one do you like? I will give it to you."

"Amitabha, Master Li Shi should not make fun of poor monks, everything in the world is just a dream bubble, and a hundred years later, it will be vain with a flick of a finger"

"You said you want to cross me to become a Buddha?"

"Amitabha, good, good, poor monks have this meaning"

"Ha, Miaohua, it's not me Li Muyang who laughs at you, you yourself are not a Buddha, how can you cross me to become a Buddha?"

Miao Hua was speechless for a while, "This?"

"Oh, what Buddha is not Buddha, my head is big, I am happy today, you are sitting here and let me make a cup of tea for a few of you"

Mu Che grabbed Sedum and whispered, "If you don't want to give up your life in vain, just stay here, this place is very weird, beautiful is beautiful, but full of evil."

"Ha, then I'd better stay honest, my life is more important"

Li Muyang raised his forehead, "I'm not a Longtan tiger's den here"

Tang Xiaobao silently answered, "It's more terrible than the Longtan Tiger's Den"

"Are you all ready?" Li Muyang changed the topic to ask if it was the Longtan Tiger's Den, which made no sense.

Tang Xiaobao's brain came quickly and responded first, "Ang, I can leave at any time, the three of them are too, my friend, you can give three taels of silver a month"

Li Muyang scolded with a smile: "Are you pulling a friend into the pit? Don't worry, I won't kill you if I speak."

"Brother Yang, I believe you, aren't friends used to pit? It's okay, pit, they get used to it."

Tang Xiaobao's words were full of applause.

The three Guang brothers naturally have no opinion, and the highest creed in their minds is to be loyal to the Tang family.

"This is Guangli"

"This is Guangliang"

'This is Guangqing'

Tang Xiaobao introduced Li Muyang "These three people are the same mother, born on the same day and month in the same year, only half an hour apart, and they are so spiritual that they can't tell the difference."

"Hmm," Li Muyang didn't tell Tang Xiaobao that he could tell the three people apart.

The eyebrows of the one named Guangli are scattered, and the corners of Guangliang's eyes have scars the size of mung bean grains, which cannot be seen if you don't look carefully, as for the one named Guangqing, there are no white teeth in the nails.

Mu Che himself didn't have much to do, so he didn't even have to clean up and left directly.

He didn't understand why Li Muyang was in a hurry to open an inn, but it didn't prevent him from getting what he wanted to know, and the more he studied, the more he found that he couldn't see through this person, which was interesting.

"Amitabha, Poor Monk"

"If you want to follow, you can follow, I think your skin is not bad, in my opinion, it is better to save your hair back"

"Amitabha, Lord Li said with a smile"

"I'm not kidding, you think that Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing in the first place, where is the dust? Will the existence of hair delay your Buddha?"

"This?"

"People say that there are three thousand troubles on the head, and the silk is stubborn and has worries, but you say that everything is nothing, and nothingness is a dream, even if you have hair and no hair, what's the difference?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk was almost brought in by the donor, since there is no difference between having hair and not having hair, so what does it matter if the poor monk is bareheaded?"

Li Muyang wanted to knock on the shiny head a few times, but he couldn't reach it and raised his feet, so he didn't do it because he hated losing his share.

Li Muyang cleared his throat and told Miaohua bluntly, "It's a pity that you don't need to use your good-looking face, have you ever heard of the beauty plan?

Miaohua was speechless, he grew up in the temple since he was a child, and there were no Buddhist disciples who shaved their hair, and the master said that they were not destined for the dust.

A year ago, Master asked him to leave the temple and said that going out to practice is also to worship the Buddha, which is the only way for every temple monk.

Miaohua remembered that some of the brothers would come back after a few years, while some would not, so he asked Master if he wanted to go to them, and Master patted him on the shoulder and said, "Cultivating Buddha is not allowed."

"Stinky monk, don't think about it there, pack up your things, and go together"

Sedum woke up the monk Miaohua who was still in a daze, this Buddha cultivator is like this? This is too dangerous if it is on the main road, maybe a crazy horse will pout people unconscious.

Two horses, seven people, sat in the same carriage, swaying to Jingsheng Teahouse.

"Brother Yang, what's the name of our inn?"

"Moon Invitation Inn"

"Huh?"

"Why do you have an opinion, Tang Xiaobao?"

"No, no, I mean to say the plaque is done?"

"Not yet, it's okay, we have silver, okay, now I'll assign you all to do something"

"Mu Che, you go to be the bookkeeper and be responsible for bookkeeping"

"Good"

"Tang Xiaobao, you are responsible for buying ingredients"

"Okay, no problem"

"Sedum is the titular innkeeper, in charge of them, if you want to make tea, you can always make tea"

"Good, good" Sedum smirked.

"Miaohua, you are in the kitchen, when the hair grows out, when to run the hall"

"Oh, oh, the poor monk knows," the master told him to do everything according to his heart.

"What about us?"

"What about us?"

"What about us?"

"Don't worry, listen to me continue, the three of you are responsible for painting first, as for what to paint, I'll tell you when I wait for Jingsheng Inn"

"Good"

"Good"

"Good"

Tang Xiaobao thought that something was wrong, and he asked Li Muyang: "No, what are you doing?"

"I'm in charge of eating, drinking, and having fun."

As soon as Li Muyang's words came out, he was glared at by the rest of the people.

Tang Xiaobao asked him, "Do you want to be a shopkeeper?"

"Why not, I'll only pay five-tenths of the money you earn, and you will divide the rest among yourself."

Tang Xiaobao didn't understand what Li Muyang opened the inn for, so he didn't understand it and asked, "Why are you opening this inn?"

"If you want to open it, can't you play with it?" Li Muyang's answer was overwhelming.

The atmosphere was condensed, speechless all the way, Li Muyang was also happy to be leisurely, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Tang Xiaobao made eye contact with a few people in the car, but except for his own people, the remaining three did not have a high degree of tacit understanding, and his eyes were about to cramp and he didn't get what he wanted to know.

Sitting opposite Tang Xiaobao was Sedum.

Sedum was tired of Tang Xiaobao's panic, reached out to cover Tang Xiaobao's eyes and whispered, "Okay, take a break"

Guang Liang saw Sedum cover Tang Xiaobao's eyes with his hands, thinking that he was sneak attacking, and was about to make a move, but was pressed down by Guangqing.

Guangli drew a symbol in the air, this symbol is only understood by the Tang family, and Guang Li's vigilance in his throat was also relaxed.

Miaohua has nothing to do and recites the meditation mantra "Nan Wu, drink Ratana, Nan Wu, Ah Yaye." Brahmatri, Sparkling Bowl Roya......"

Li Muyang slapped and exhaled, "Shut up, noisy"