It is said that the little monk Wuzen has traveled down the mountain with the master several times, and he is not ignorant of the various things in this world, Wuzen is very fond of it, and Wuzen is not rare, the world in the eyes of Wuzen is a colorful and colorful world, and everything is so vivid and interesting. In a world without Zen, there is no distinction between high and low, good or bad, good or evil, only between men and women, old and young, and only between right and wrong.

Of course, there are no absolutes.

So the above is nonsense.

Wuzen is 14 years old, and Wuzen is slowly growing. It is not as simple as he imagined that Wu Zen discovered the things in the world, and it is not just to make people happy. Wuzen found many things that were incompatible with his own ideas. Wu Chan also has a little secret in his heart, for example, Master Lingxiu is a good person, a master, for example, Brother Fang Yin is a good person, a noble person, for example, at this moment, the fiery enthusiasm of the people in the state is really unbearable for Wu Chan, and the gorgeous and wonderful world has turned into a long call in the darkness.

Master, Master, come back quickly.

Master, Master, where are you—

This is a big city, but the little monk is the first time he has come, in the past, the master only lived in the poor countryside and small towns and wilderness, and Wuzen has never seen such a lively scene. Isn't it fun? It's not fun! Wu Chan is a little monk who is jumping around and jumping around, and he doesn't like to be surrounded by others like this! Isn't it fun? It's fun! It's a big city, and people in big cities are always warm and open, and now I accidentally capture a little monk who pretends to be dumb, what do you say you should do with him?

It's about the female benefactor, the female donors will not let the little monk go, surround him tightly, and repeatedly force confessions to be strictly guarded! Don't pity him, the monk pretends to be dumb! Don't pretend to be pitiful, I'm not easy to deceive! Say! Say! Say! Where is he? Don't you say it? Don't say it? Ouch, little monk, don't take it seriously, my sister is a knife mouth tofu heart, I'll buy you candy to eat after a while, why don't you recruit him? Wuzen wants to cry and no tears, Wuzen clenches his teeth, and Wuzen doesn't spit out a word! The poor little monk can't open his mouth, and he doesn't know at all, where do you let him go?

Master, Master, come back quickly.

Master, Master, where are you—

What a hard-mouthed and ruthless little monk! Don't say it, let's see! The girls sneered and crossed their arms, no longer bothered with the little monk, and for a while they pulled each other's routines, and their parents were short-lived, or they were heartfelt, and their bowels were full of knots, and they were ready to fight a protracted war. The drunkard's intention is not to drink, and he is waiting for the bad man! This is called waiting for the rabbit, I don't believe that you have no conscience, you really have no conscience, and you will never look back and throw down this conscienceless little monk!

I will guard this little monk who is as motionless as a wood, and wait for the beautiful big monk who runs away like a rabbit!

Wait.

Wait.

Wait.

Wait.

There are joys and sorrows, and the red is the head.

I want to wear it, but I never see the bright color of the white clothes-

Even if there is a fate, the monk never looks back, the heart of the cocoa pays the spring water, the ruthless flowers do not enter the stream, the heart is lazy, the interest is not good, and he walks away after a handful. Disperse, disperse, auntie, I still have something to do here, cooking, laundry, hugging grandchildren, I'm leaving, I'm leaving, eldest sister, I also have something to do here, serving my in-laws to serve tea; it's all gone, let's go, don't care about the dead monk anymore, it's not good to go back late!

Red said that there are joys and sorrows.

The women's army was defeated, and only seven or eight girls were left to hold their positions! It's better to go, one less to go, it's good to go, and the monk will be mine when he comes back! Everyone thinks like this, seven or eight girls are still seven or eight big girls, swear to death! Hold on! Come back, come back, my beloved, do you know what love at first sight is? It's a pity that the beloved still doesn't show that bald head, but the girl who fell in love at first sight can no longer stay to defend it!

Why?

Don't say it, don't say it, don't talk about it, don't talk about the panic - the scene at this time is that the backbone of the scene has been withdrawn, and the remaining few are just paper tigers who have been forced into battle, the skin is thinner than paper, and it will be broken with a slight stab - don't stab it, don't break it, don't break it, you don't let me say it, anyway, you don't want to see the big monk, but someone looks at you like you look at the big monk, and the onlookers become onlookers, and the scene can be said to be:

There is nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide, who is not ashamed? A coquettish exhalation, Jin Lian moved in two steps, three or four hid her face and five bowed her head, and walked seven or eight big girls! Six, six, you still don't go? Shame and shame, six also go, the big girl goes, the young man goes, the rain follows the wind, the wind follows the butterfly, the butterfly follows the flower, the flower follows the bee, the walk goes, all go, and then the passers-by go and the vendors are busy, and nothing happens except for the one who is sitting on the ground.

Little monk.

You can't see without Zen, you can't hear without Zen.

Fearlessness has been settled, and the tumult of this world has been reduced to the sea of silence.

But how can it be said that what has already happened has not happened? Some people have seen all this, some have heard all this, some people have witnessed the whole incident from beginning to end without saying a word, and some people are indifferent to the joys and sorrows of this noisy and noisy world, crying and laughing. It's the idler. Only idlers. The idle man sat back and watched the ups and downs of the red dust beings in front of him, and the idle man looked back at the clouds in the sky and transformed into ten thousand phases, and finally sighed very, very heavyly, and said coldly: "It's all - idle!"

"No Zen, no Zen?"

The great monk who fled like a rabbit came out like a rabbit again, and the cunning rabbit had three holes, and no one knew where he had just sneaked around. Lingxiu touched the little monk's head, smiled and said, "Wu Zen, Master is here." Wuchan opened his eyes suddenly, and shouted in surprise: "Master, Wuzen!ah!" The master and apprentice reunited after the catastrophe, hugged their heads and cried, and the scene did not appear, Wuchan sat back with his face down, closed his eyes and did not move.

I snorted in my nose!

Lingxiu was stunned, but she was surprised and delighted: "Ahh

Wuzen was not very angry, I didn't want to be angry this time, Wuchan was already crying angrily, and said angrily with tears at the moment: "Master, you are still laughing at Wuzen! It's not right for you to do this! It's not right for you to do that!" Yes, yes, it's not right for Master to laugh at Wuzen like this, and it's not right for Master to leave Wuzen like that, Lingxiu nodded again and again to admit his mistake, and said sincerely: "Wuzen, Master is not right, Master is wrong, Amitabha, Wuzen is not crying hahahaha!" couldn't help laughing, laughed out loud, Monk Lingxiu laughed very happily, facing the little apprentice in front of him with a sad look and tears in his eyes.

How similar the scene is, the little Taoist priest called Boss Fang, doesn't he also look at the monk like this? Interesting, interesting, Zen Buddhism is a small world, the world's big dye vat! Haha, haha, the little monk has been poisoned, the big monk is hopeless, the little monk is angry, but the big monk is very happy! Wuchan is angry, and the consequences are very serious! The master is still laughing, and he doesn't care that Wuchan is crying! Wuchan is sitting on the ground angrily, Wuchan looks at the master stupidly, and Wuzen ignores him!

That's right! The small world of Zen Buddhism, the world's big dye vat, the monk without Zen has been poisoned, and he is no longer the little monk who is like a blank piece of paper! The little monk has entered the world, and sooner or later there will be this day, but for the time being, these bad habits are all obtained from Brother Yin! Anger is, ignoring people is, and so is the stupid complexion! For the Wuzen monk, Boss Fang is his idol, a figure who can be worshiped like a fairy Buddha, and this blind worship has led to the little monk learning the same, and finally his pure and immaculate soul has been greatly poisoned!

What kind of person is Boss Fang? The characters who have worked hard at the bottom of society can't take off their market habits even when they put on Taoist clothes! It can be said that they are gangsters, ruffians, and flowing in the flow! But it is precisely the mysterious aura from the earthly world that attracts the monk Wuzen and makes him sacred, thinking that the gods are dead. As for why the little monk doesn't learn well, it's because of Daoist Fang, don't say it, anyway, when one person is desperate to learn from another person, what he learns is the most distinctive surname and habits in him!

The little monk has many problems, and the big monk doesn't care.

The little monk was extremely angry, and the big monk became more and more happy.

Lingxiu smiled happily, full of energy and full of energy: "Let's go, no Zen, Master will take you to dinner!"

Let's eat! Let's eat! Wuzen follows Master to eat.

Fortunately, the little monk was angry for a while, fortunately, the little monk ignored people for a while, and fortunately, the little monk's face was stupid for a while. When the monk Wuzen heard that he was happy again, he got up and followed the master to eat. If you say you're not angry, you won't be angry, and if you have a big fart, you'll be a fart. Of course, this is also one of the most distinctive characteristics of Daoist Fang, and the Zenless monk is still relatively complete.

――What do you mean by this?

Fang Hunter watched the flower rabbit run away quickly, threw his bow and arrow on the ground, rubbed his nose with a gloomy face, and muttered: "Who always talks about me, it's okay to sneeze all day long!