"No Zen, no Zen, no conscience, dead monk, mine, Xianggong!"

The peony woman hid her face and ran in tears, grabbed the road and left, leaving all the shocks and shocks to Daoist Fang.

Daoist Fang didn't come back to his senses for a long time, standing in the middle of the mountain, on the stone steps, like a stupid bird.

But Fang Yin didn't know that he had escaped death, this time he really picked up a life in vain! With the character, martial arts, resourcefulness, and vigorous fighting spirit of the Peony Woman, if it weren't for the fact that the new generation of Vermilion Bird Divine Sword and Overlord Divine Whip had not yet been created, Fang Daoist would definitely have died on the spot today, and he would have been whipped corpse. Even if Daoist Fang died, he was not wronged, because what the Peony Woman hated most in her life was the stinky Taoist, who died and miscellaneous-

Because of her eldest brother, Niu Dazhi.

But the peony girl didn't know that this time it was the flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and the family didn't know the family. This Taoist priest is not an ordinary person, he is the righteous brother of Wuzen, that is, the eldest brother of Peony! The so-called eldest brother is the father, that is absolutely not to be underestimated, according to the name of the time, Peony wants to call him uncle, wait for the elder son! The Peony girl is looking away, because how many times has the monk Wuzen mentioned to her his eldest brother Fang Yin?

The two of them missed it, and the future will be far away.

It was deserted and empty, and there was no chanting in the mountains, only the sound of cicadas covering the sky.

The city gate caught fire, affecting the fish in the pond. Daoist Fang was a smart person, and thinking of the domineering ferocity of the beautiful woman in red, he already understood why this Nanshan Zen sect had fallen into such a situation.

Fang Yin shook his head, sighed, and returned to Nanshan.

Mountains.

――Walk through the wide square, walk through the pines and cypresses, walk through the Gangan on the Buddhist altar, and walk through the plaque of Nanshan Zen Buddhism.

The plaque is not able to go over, and the plaque is hung on the mountain gate: Nanshan Zen Buddhism.

The mountain gate is closed, and the majestic and heavy Daxiong Treasure Palace, the eaves and arches are yellow glazed, and they are above the blue wall.

"Tong! Tong!" "Daoist Fang knocked on the door.

No one.

"Is there anyone?" said Daoist Fang.

"Nobody—" replied a small voice, very alert and very intelligent.

In the crack of the door, a touch of light shines.

"Little monk, open the door!" "Daoist Fang shouted: "You don't have to be afraid, the tigress is gone!"

"Huh?" the little monk asked in great disappointment, "Are you gone?" I said that I haven't seen anyone for a long time-" I can't say, it turns out that this is a little monk who has been peeking at the big beauty in the crack of the door: "I have long told Senior Brother Wuzen that women are tigers, and they can only be seen and not touched!

"I won't open it! I won't open it, I won't open it! Uncle Shi Zu said that no one can come in without a code!"

"Dark, code?"

"Yes, you have to say the code before I can let you in. ”

"I don't have a code, I only have a bright number!"

"What's that? Well, you can tell me about it. ”

"The name is, Fang Yin!"

"Fart!"

Daoist Fang was furious, and kicked it at the moment: "Tong!"

"Plop-" didn't want to report a fart in it, it stinks!

Daoist Fang covered his nose and retreated, frightened: "Good experience!

Unexpectedly, the door opened: "Haha! You've been tricked!"

I saw a little monk, born white and fat, with a small nose, small eyes, small hands and feet, and a five-short figure that was particularly ingenious: "This immortal deceived you, there is no code at all, haha! Fool!"

At that moment, Fang Yin was very moved, no Zen is no Zen, no Zen has not forgotten Fang Yin!

"But, you listen, what I'm talking about, but!" the little monk raised his head and said solemnly: "Even if you are the eldest brother of the Wuzen Senior Brother, you have nothing to do with this immortal, so you are still not allowed to trespass!" There are many strange people in the world, and there is not only one old immortal on the top of Shangqing Peak who claims to be a fairy, and this little monk is innocent, ignorant, fat, white and cute, and it is not bad to use it to amuse and relieve boredom.

Dealing with this kind of stupid little monk, Daoist Fang couldn't handle it anymore: "Wow! So you are an immortal! It's amazing, you dare not ask the immortal immortal? Which way is the immortal?" Now I asked, the immortal is not only a fairy, but also a great talent! At the moment, he showed joy and nodded in approval: "Well! You are a good person! I'll tell you, this immortal is incompetent, it is the heavenly immortal descending to earth, the heavenly-"

He pointed to the heavens: "Come down!"

This is incompetence, and this must also be incompetence, on a par with fool Wuzen, the idiot incompetence known as one of the twin treasures of Nanshan Zen Buddhism. But when he saw that the person who came gave him a thumbs up, his face showed admiration: "Disrespectful, disrespectful, it turned out to be an incompetent immortal, and it is really an immortal in the immortal, and the immortal land can!" Incompetent and overjoyed, his eyebrows opened and he smiled: "Haha! Then you need to say! You are very knowledgeable, well, very knowledgeable!" was overjoyed, and heard the other party ask respectfully: "Dare to ask the incompetent immortal, why are you guarding the door here?"

"This is not called guarding the door! This is called guarding the door, it is looking at the door! Do you understand?" The incompetent immortal sank his face and looked a little unhappy: "How did you do it? You don't know this, are you eating in vain?" Angry is angry, but seeing that the fool lowered his eyebrows and was submissive, the incompetent immortal felt a little pity for him: "Okay, okay, I will tell you if you are ignorant! This immortal is the janitor of Nanshan Zen Buddhism!"

"Wow! Gatekeeper! Experienced and harmful, majestic, good a janitor!" If you want to talk about opportunism and fooling children, then no one is the opponent of Fang Daoist: "This janitor is not something that ordinary people can do, the incompetent immortal must have great ability and great magical powers!" The incompetent immortal turned his anger into joy, and laughed: "How is it? I'm scared! Haha! Don't be afraid, this immortal is so big that it's boundless, well!"

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something, stopped laughing, and said solemnly: "I ask you, the gatekeeper, the head, which one is bigger?" This question can't be answered wrong, but Daoist Fang didn't think twice: "Of course it's the gatekeeper, the gatekeeper, the guard, that is, the head of the door is coming and wants to enter the door, if the head doesn't let the head of the door in, the head of the door doesn't dare to enter the door, and he has to obediently wait at the door for the gatekeeper to let the head of the door in, and he doesn't dare to put one!"

"Don't you dare to put fart?" incompetence has already confused him, and there are some puzzles.

But in any case, it is also a gatekeeper, and Daoist Fang is right about this. Not only did he answer correctly, but he was in the middle of the incompetent immortal! In fact, this question has been bothering the incompetent immortal for a long time, and the incompetent immortal often can't eat or sleep because of this. Incompetence has asked many people, and heard all kinds of sayings, but no one can be as deep and thorough as Daoist Fang's analysis to make Inability happy, and Incompetence is happy in his heart: "Very good! Very good! You are very knowledgeable, you can be an immortal friend of this immortal!"

"Wow! Immortal friends, thank you for the promotion of the incompetent immortal, the villain is fortunate to have three lives, that is the accumulation of eight lifetimes of virtue!"

"Okay, no need to kneel, but it's a big fart, it's nothing!"

"Incompetent immortal, I, an immortal, do I have an immortal position?"

"Uh, immortal, immortal, yes! I'll give you a big immortal official, manage, manage, manage, manage Tianma!"

"Monkey King?"

"Hmm!"

Of course, this fat errand was reluctant to give it to him no matter how incompetent it was, even if this person was knowledgeable, well-behaved and obedient, and what he said was always deeply in line with the incompetent immortal's mind. In fact, incompetence is more pure than Wuzen, what is thought in the heart and what is said in the mouth is completely not brainy, most of those immortals, immortals, immortals, and officials are also from their own imagination, but in any case, the incompetent monk fell in love with Fang Daoshi at first sight, and he has been listed as the second best friend in his life, second only to Wuchan Senior Brother.

"Incompetent Great Immortal?Incompetent Great Immortal?" Seeing that he tilted his head and opened his mouth in a daze, Daoist Fang asked cautiously: "Can the villain go in and see Wuzen?" But he didn't know that the incompetent Great Immortal was thinking about himself, and he was startled coldly: "Fart,!" At the moment, he raised his eyebrows and raised two thin eyebrows: "Stupid! I don't need to say this! I didn't see that I was thinking, well, I want to plan!"

What Daoist Fang didn't know was that this incompetent immortal had always been only responsible for guarding the door, not releasing people.

Or rather, this doorman is just an ornament, and he has no right to let him in at all.

"There is a great immortal who is incompetent, and the villain is grateful!" Daoist Fang took out a flat oiled paper bag from the cloth bag, and offered it with both hands: "A little gift, it is not a tribute, and I hope that the great immortal will accept it with a smile." ”

The incompetent immortal was stunned!

This is the first time in his life that someone has given a gift to Incompetence, and the excitement of Incompetence can be imagined: "This, what is this, what?" What is this, no need to ask, Incompetence has an extremely sensitive sense of smell and extremely keen perception of food, although the smell of the things in the oiled paper package is faint and almost indistinguishable: "This is beef jerky-" Fang Yin smiled: "Incompetent Daxian, look!" The paper package was opened, and sure enough, beef jerky, more than a dozen pieces of size and black shape.

Incompetence has not been seen.

Seeing that the thing was shriveled and unsightly, I was a little disappointed that I was incompetent: "What the hell!

But, I already took my nose to smell it, and pinched it a little bit with my fingers.

Put it in your mouth.

......

10,000 years later.

Daoist Fang is already the first friend of the incompetent monk in his life.

Incompetence will go to the soup for him and do anything for him, even if he is accused by the thousand people who have been infamous for eternity and go to the infernal hell after death, incompetence will be admitted! This is the first time in the life of an incompetent monk to eat meat, no one can know the feelings of incompetence in his heart, but the concept of food has been completely subverted before incompetence. In the past, in the sleep of the incompetent immortals, in the minds of the incompetent monks, any carnivorous species was whole, or the whole head of the whole child.

It turns out that a cow can be incarnated into innumerable, divided, sliced and eaten!

A foodie is the true identity of incompetence.