"Big brother, I'm gone!" Wuzen cried.

"Let's go, don't come back if you leave!" Fang Lao said in a grand manner.

"Woo woo woo

"Still crying! It's not over, it's annoying!" Daoist Fang frowned and scolded loudly!

"Big brother, big brother, big brother Fang Yin-" Wu Chan cried loudly, crying red nose and swollen eyes.

"Hey, since you cried last night until now, what do you call this?" Boss Fang sighed, turned his head and wiped the corners of his eyes.

The time of separation has finally come, and the little monk is leaving.

But Wu Chan didn't want to go, Wu Chan was very reluctant to go, Wu Chan knew that this walk would be a long, long, long time, and he would never see this big brother in front of him again! Brother Fang Yin! Brother Fang Yin of Wu Zen! Wu Chan shed tears all night, and the tears never dried, why did I have so many sorrows in my heart that I couldn't say, this kind of feeling of happy Wu Zen had never been there! Buddha Buddha, Buddha Buddha, what is wrong with Wu Zen? Bodhisattva Bodhisattva, why is this Wu Zen?

Yes, yes, the fairy woman in Wuzen's heart, the big brother Fang Yin in Wuzen's mouth! She stood quietly in front of her like that, but she made Wuchan burst into tears and her heart was like a knife! Yes, yes, no wonder Master said that all women are the nemesis of the little monk, and they can't touch it! The Wuzen monk always thinks that Fang Daoshi is a woman, and this is a thing that makes people cry and laugh and can't argue. No one can do it, and neither can Boss Fang, because in Wuzen mind, men and women are only different in status, and there is no difference in any practical sense.

Of course, this is a misunderstanding.

Boss Fang has always called himself a hero and a 12% pure master, and this fact will be clarified sooner or later. As for what this woman asked about calling herself a big brother instead of a big sister, Wu Zen didn't think about it, anyway, he said what he was. Daoist Fang was stunned, bowing his head and speechless. The little monk left now, and he didn't feel bad about himself, but he didn't cry like him, and the tears flowed loudly, and he didn't want money! He cried and cried in the middle of the night, so that he didn't sleep well all night, and he shed a few sad tears with him.

Hey! Boss Fang sighed, he felt that he had exhausted his benevolence and righteousness, and since he cried endlessly, let him cry endlessly! But, however, he couldn't let go of his sorrow, and tears would naturally be contagious, and he could hear the miserable crying on the other side, and the eldest brother screamed endlessly, and suddenly raised his head, the little monk was cold and cold, and the eldest brother died, and there was no Zen! Boss Fang's sorrow came from it, and the tears couldn't help but burst out of his eyes, and his feet stepped forward unconsciously: "No Zen, no Zen, no Zen brother—"

The two hugged their heads and cried, and they were sad for a while.

The gloomy clouds and mist will eventually meet, the snot and tears are all over the face, a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks, like glue and paint are not separated!

The wind whimpered like a cry, the grass and trees trembled in the wind, the insects did not chirp, the cicadas did not call, the birds did not come, and for a while, heaven and earth were sad and all things wept!

"Huh!"

Su Dao Chang looked at him in astonishment, and the Lingxiu monk clasped his palms together, closed his eyes and whispered: "Good!

After a while, Su Dao Chang retracted his gaze and smiled: "But it's also good, isn't it?"

Lingxiu shook his head lightly: "Love is not bitter, the monk dare not say it." ”

Su Dao Chang slapped his palms and laughed: "You said it was bitter, but the old Taoist saw that the monk was laughing in his heart!"

Lingxiu smiled slightly: "Nan Wu, Amitabha-"

Love parting, love parting, the two are crying, the two are laughing. They have been close friends for many years, and they have been inseparable for a few days, and they can't sleep after a long night. Away from sorrow and sorrow, I have long looked down, and I know each other in both hearts, so why not on each side of the sky? Farewell, farewell, there is no time in the Modao Mountain, and there will be a good time for each other. The monk nodded and smiled: "Su Zhenren, Lingxiu is leaving." Su Dao Chang smiled and nodded: "Monk Domeng pointed out, Lao Dao has benefited a lot, thank you, take care." Lingxiu smiled and turned around: "There is Lao Zhenren to entertain, and the monk gets more, no thanks, let's go." ”

said that he was gone, and he left, the Taoist chief looked at each other, and the monk did not look back.

How to come, how to walk, white clothes are not stained with light dust, and feet are on the road,

The wind and frost of the years not only carved the vicissitudes of the Tao in the corners of the eyes, but also polished a tough and indifferent exquisite heart, although it is still so soft and vivid: "No Zen-"

Walk?

The little monk was still crying very sadly, you flower monk has no eyesight, and your conscience has been eaten by dogs! Boss Fang was angry, and vented his anger and resentment, and scolded with his fingers: "No Zen, no Zen, no Zen, bah! You flower monk!" Monk Lingxiu said helplessly: "Little donor, how are you doing?" "Little donor? Shi you big-headed ghost! Daoist Fang became more and more angry, and at the moment he sneered again and again and slashed the past with his eyes! But it was useless, there was nothing to say, and he had to leave after all. Monk Hua nodded and smiled, pulled the sleeve of the little monk and left, Wuzen cried, but he didn't dare to break free, and pulled his sleeve......

"Wait a minute!" Daoist Fang shouted, squeezing out a dry smile: "Great monk, why don't you stay here for one more day, one day, one day!" Boss Fang is still reluctant to let the little monk go, so it's good to keep him for one more day, one day, just one. Monk Lingxiu sighed softly, shook his head and said, "If the monk promises you, the monk will harm you." Lingxiu smiled and stared: "Ming said that Ming Fu Ming said, there is this time every day." ”

Daoist Fang was stunned.

This is broken as soon as it is said, and smart people can understand it at a point.

Boss Fang understood, Boss Fang stopped talking, but Wu Zen didn't understand, didn't understand what the master was saying, Wu Zen just cried.

Ming said, Ming said, Ming said that there will only be a trace of nostalgia, but there will be more sorrow.

One day, one day, one more day of short happy time, in exchange for countless tears.

There was nothing to say here, and the little monk was pulled away over there, and the little monk had to leave, and the little monk cried even more: "Brother Fang Yin-"

Wait a minute! Boss Fang's mind was racing, and he shouted: "Great monk, I still have a matter!" He took a few steps forward and said with a hippie smile: "Great monk, let's discuss, I have touched the little monk's head, and you will also touch my head, will it?" Of course, Daoist Fang is not addicted to touching the monk's head, but just wants to make it difficult for him, so that the Wuzen brothers can stay for a while. The great monk was not angry, the great monk had no temper, and the great monk just smiled when he heard the words, so he lowered his head and let it take his own breath. Sectist Fang was unexpected, staring blankly at a bright bald head in front of him, and forgot to do it for a while. Wuzen was also dumbfounded, raised his hand and involuntarily touched his head, but forgot to cry for a while.

"Hahahaha, you've been tricked!" A flash of inspiration appeared in his mind, Daoist Fang pointed his finger at his bald head, and laughed proudly: "You touch me, I won't touch it!" Great monk, you can promise to touch me, I can't touch you and you won't be allowed to leave!" "Good plan, good plan, this trick is called outwitting the bald head, Boss Fang inadvertently has a clever plan, so he made up his mind not to touch him, and wants to keep him and the little monk to live here for a lifetime! Lingxiu raised his head, got up, and looked peaceful: "Little donor, you are very smart." ”

"Hmph! that's! I don't need you to say it!" Daoist Fang frowned, he was triumphant. Smart may not be smart, the plan is only in the present, who doesn't know his thoughts? Tears are still on his face. Lingxiu looked at the young man in front of him, the corners of his eyes were moist for a while, and finally raised a touch of kindness: "The monk still has to leave, I owe you a head, and I will pay it back later." After that, he took out a thing in his arms, nodded and smiled: "Here you go, this is money, eat one if you have nothing to do, just be it candy." ”

"Huh, you owe it and pay it back? There is still money? What candy?" Daoist Fang was very curious, and reached out to take the thing, but he saw only a small wooden bottle, black and inconspicuous: "You don't fool me! You are a liar! Don't go, don't go!" Lingxiu sighed, and said with a wry smile: "Little donor, what are you doing?" "How? No! Today Boss Fang doesn't speak, and the big monk and the little monk are all not allowed to leave! This mountain is opened by me, this tree is planted by me, if you want to live from now on, stay, hum!" I want money, I want people, I just won't let you go, what can you do? Boss Fang resigned, Boss Fang opened his mouth to come, Boss Fang did not give in, soft and hard, and said hard and hard bargaining, which made the big monk scratch his head again and again, and the little monk forgot to cry: "Shh-"

Lingxiu suddenly raised a finger and whispered with a mysterious face: "Little donor, if you don't let the big monk go, the old Taoist will be angry!" Fang Daoist turned his head in shock, Su Lao Dao was standing quietly not far away, looking over quietly, his eyes were as calm as ever: "Mind him! The big monk is lying again, hey, this, this, this! Ouch, my mother, I can't be obedient!"

A thousand words, there are hard words!

Like falling into the mire, like falling into a nightmare!

There are ghosts!

Demon Dao one after another, déjà vu fixation!

It's weird, he's still eight zhang away, how can he be a hole in the air?

"Boss, boss, what's wrong with you!" Boss Fang couldn't answer, Boss Fang couldn't extricate himself, Boss Fang said in his heart, you ask me, who will I ask? Little monk, little monk, you can still cry, boss, I can't even cry! Lingxiu sighed lightly, pulled away without Zen, and muttered in his mouth: "See laugh and laugh, see you don't laugh, see laugh and laugh, don't laugh when you don't see it." ”

"Boss, boss, big brother Fang Yin, woo woo woo-"

The crying behind him was getting farther and farther away, but Boss Fang couldn't turn back, and he couldn't even see the little monk again!

Only two tears flowed down slowly, on the cheeks, through the neck, into the placket, through the heart, into the heart-

Little monk, little monk, are you leaving? You can see that the boss is also shedding tears, do you know that Fang Yin's heart is also very painful!

"Brother Fang Yin--Don't forget-Nanshan Zen Buddhism-"

The east is white, and the sun is rising. The sound of the sound suddenly rose up, and the sound of rolling came into the ears, but I could no longer see that vigorous face! The aftermath echoed in the valley, and finally dissipated between heaven and earth, and the green mountains still stood, standing, standing in front of them, as green as the green scalp, and turned into clouds and smoke in the blur. The little monk is gone, the little monk is still gone, the little monk has already cried and left, but he left his tears to this mountain, this water, this person, to this colorless sky! Nanshan! Zen Buddhism! The boss remembers, the boss will definitely come to you!

Goodbye, goodbye, my brother, no Zen!

For another moment, Boss Fang fell to the ground, and then he jumped up and rushed to the head of Su Dao with a face full of grief and indignation, gritting his teeth and pointing again and again: "You, you, you are so ruthless!" Su Dao Chang raised his chin and said lazily: "How?" "How? What is it! Daoist Fang couldn't wait to go up and shave his two big ears! Of course he didn't dare, of course smart people wouldn't do that mindless thing, not to mention that he had just been given him half dead, and he didn't know how to die even if he rushed up! Besides, he is the boss, and there is a room full of treasures, and I can't offend him by myself-

Daoist Fang sighed and said magnanimously: "Forget it, I have a lot of people, so I don't have the same knowledge as you!" Fang Daoist was bored with himself, and he couldn't help but be angry for a while, spit on the ground with hatred, pulled down his face and cursed in a low voice, and suddenly saw the thing in his hand, but it was the small wooden bottle, which was still tightly grasped in his palm, although he forgot to look at it and forgot to take it: "Boss, boss, what is this, you see, you see-"

Su Dao Chang pulled the cork and sniffed it: "Guben Pei Yuan Dan." Daoist Fang's eyes widened, full of joy: "Not bad, yes, it's good to hear the name, elixir?" Daoist Fang was disappointed, the Heart Daohua Monk was really a liar, look at his poor and sour appearance, what good things could he have! Daoist Fang froze in place, already confused him: "What, what? Is it good or bad?" Su Daoist turned around with a smile, leaving a sentence: "Lao Dao begged him several times, but he didn't give it, I don't want your kid to come by himself!

As soon as Monk Lingxiu left, the Su Daoist turned back into the Su Daoist who didn't like to talk, patted his ass and said to leave, leaving Daoist Fang with a question mark in his head! But listening to what he said, what kind of loss Ben Erdan is definitely a good thing, do you think he won't come back a few times, then it can be worse? After pondering for a while, Daoist Fang was happy again, and immediately poured out a pill and threw it into his mouth at once! The pill is yellow and translucent, the size of a jelly bean, and it tastes a little sweet. But candy is candy, pills are pills, no jelly beans are crispy, and no candy is sweet. After a while, the Dan was already in the abdomen, but Daoist Fang didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly sat cross-legged, secretly trying to dissolve the medicinal power, and only waiting to achieve peerless magic skills!

All kinds of experiences, nothing unusual.

Flower Monk Dead Monk Liar Monk! Boss Fang scolded and looked at the direction where the great monk left!

After scolding the big monk, I thought about the little monk again, no Zen, no Zen, where did you go?

Asking every day is silent, asking the ground is silent, only the sound of cicadas on the tree comes from far away, and it corresponds from afar.

Got it-got it-got it-got it-got it-got it--got it-got it--got it-

Daoist Fang got up gloomily and walked away dejectedly.

The big guys have things to be busy with, the big monk took the little monk away, I don't know what to do, Su Lao Dao hid back in the house, I don't know what to do, Daoist Fang also has his own things to be busy, such as learning culture, such as learning martial arts, it's all a whole day late, Lu Laodao will definitely be like thunder, and I don't know how to torture this poor man in a different way! I know that I have to go back to die, I have to go back to die, what do you say this is called? Bitter, bitter, a few days of good days are coming to an end again!

Love is not bitter, resentment will be bitter, the five aggregates are blazing, there is no suffering, life is bitter, old age is bitter, sickness is bitter, and death is bitter.

The Buddha said that people have eight sufferings, if you say this, no one in the world is not suffering, if you say this, everything in the world suffers.

However, the Buddha also said that nothing is existence, existence is nothingness, non-suffering is suffering, and suffering is not suffering.

If you have no birth, no death, no old age, no sickness, no love, no hatred, no desire, and no desire, but you are not bitter?

Bitter!

It's all bitter, why are you laughing?;