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The little monk rubbed his bright head, his eyes were dark and bright, shining, brighter than the stars in the sky, but he was four feet tall, wearing a white robe, and he was neatly dressed, holding a string of prayer beads in his right hand and a copper-colored bowl in his left hand, with an honest expression.

When the little monk first went out, he also carried a hardware Zen stick, but then he couldn't stand his hunger, so he sat in a restaurant, and ate a big meal.

The shopkeeper was delighted to see the little monk, surprisingly did not let Xiao Er walk away with a cold face to the little monk, happily accepted the hardware Zen stick, and did not start on the little monk's black heart, although he didn't see what material the hardware Zen stick was made of, but it was estimated that it was worth a lot of money, especially his mother-in-law chanted the Bodhisattva all day long, so he sent a kind heart to find the little monk a lot of gold and silver ingots, and he went to the temple to worship the Buddha's incense money.

The little monk was read a few times by the shopkeeper, and the little master was respectfully sent out of the restaurant, and the shopkeeper looked at his shopkeeper this time...... What to say, it's a little abnormal, and when the little monk leaves, he has to remind two sentences, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was kicked far away by the shopkeeper, and he sat on the ground for a long time and didn't get up.

The little monk has silver, and his little face blooms like a sunflower, and he doesn't stop talking along the way, either a sugar gourd or a sugar man in his hand, or a chicken leg or something, and the meat in the bowl has not been broken, but he has not been hungry along the way, and he has gained a circle.

Of course, the little monk is too young, the master said that he can't drink yet, drinking is a mistake, and the little monk has drunk it once, but the spicy almost vomited out, but when he thought that the glass of wine was worth a lot of silver, the little monk thought that the master had always been very thrifty, and the robes he was wearing were patched, so he couldn't help but spit out the wine, and swallowed it slowly.

"Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart. This is a sentence that the master who is drunk all day long always repeats, and the little monk didn't understand it before he went down the mountain, but then he understood it.

There are many thieves in the temples in the Western Regions of the entire Xiuzhen Realm, if you draw a map and point the location of the temple on it, a map can be densely packed like ants crawling on it, but most of the temples in the Western Regions are not separated, and most of them are places where some holy monks in the Little Light Holy Land are now practicing penance or previous penance, and there are many miracles.

The little monk has not entered a few temples along the way, and the little monk is not very happy to enter the temple, those big monks look respectful to themselves, and shout a Bodhisattva, but the food is too poor when eating, and they don't take anything good to eat, it is better to eat well in the mountains, although the master cooks is also very unpalatable, but he can eat some meat or something, the big monks in these temples always let themselves eat cabbage or something, there is no oil at all, and the little monk is not used to eating.

Slowly left the Western Regions, there were fewer temples, but the silver on the little monk was slowly about to run out, so the little monk was quite distressed.

After the last little monk remembered that he was a monk, how could the monk give money for eating, the monk ate this is called Huayuan, of course, this is all taught by the master, the master said that he also went down the mountain once that year, and never gave money for dinner.

Of course, the place where the little monk turned his fate was mostly some big restaurants and hotels, and after wandering around the door, the little monk handed the bowl over and said: "The little monk comes to turn the fate, the donor is generous, and there will be a good reward in the next life." ”

These words came out of the mouth of a simple and lovely little monk with a hundred lips and red lips, and many of the shopkeepers in the restaurant were stunned and couldn't get angry, and they all took the bowl full of delicious food as if they were enchanted, and the little monk would raise a smiling face, take the bowl and reply with a smile: "The donor is kind-hearted and has a good reward." ”

Later, the little monk was in the restaurant, and the little second in the shop led the little monk to the lobby, saying that the little master would wait for a while, and then went to the back kitchen to serve some food to the little monk.

There are three sects and nine streams in the restaurant, and one by one they discuss that there is a demon in the east recently, and the devil kills people very badly, and as a result, things are getting bigger and bigger, and many people have run over.

"The monks are compassionate. "The little monk doesn't recite the Buddha name, this is what the master said, he watched the uncle on the mountain recite the Buddha name, so he followed the recitation, but was slapped on the head by the master, saying that he was a fart.

The little monk remembered whether he ate or not, and later read it a few times, but no matter whether the master was by his side or not, as long as he read it, he would slap it on the head, and the little monk was teary-eyed.

After being beaten a few times, the little monk knew that the Buddha number could not be recited, of course, the master had not read the Buddha name, in the words of the master, there was no need to be close to the bald hood, although the little monk did not know who the bald head of the Lu Dao was, but listened to the master, the master said that if you don't read it, we won't read it.

The little monk doesn't know how to fight, and when he was in the mountains, the master didn't teach him any skills, and he taught himself how to eat if he wanted to preach, such as making a flower chicken or something, which the master is the best at, and the uncle has taught a lot of things, but the little monk always talks about eating, and he doesn't remember.

There was a devil in the east, the little monk remembered that when he went down the mountain, the master asked him what he was going to do down the mountain, looking at the uncle standing on the side, the little monk honestly said that he went down the mountain to subdue the demon and eliminate the demon, but the master didn't say a word and slapped the head on the door, and said a word of bullshit about your grandma!

The little monk suddenly frowned, if he didn't say this, Uncle Shi would beat his ass, Uncle Shi's big ass is not like the master who slaps his head, it uses wicker, and it hurts to pump it on his buttocks.

Of course, a good monk can't eat the loss in front of him, so the little monk changed his tone and went down the mountain to eat big meat and drink big wine.

The master smiled, touched his head with his big hand and said, "This is my apprentice." ”

Of course, that night, Uncle Shi took the wicker and pumped his ass again, which made the little monk very distressed.

Before going down the mountain, the master and apprentice squatted on the ground and talked for a long time, and the great monk felt that his apprentice had to arrange it for a trip, of course, it was a verbal arrangement.

"Apprentice, you have to be careful when you go down the mountain, the master will explain the situation under the mountain today, so that you can also have a psychological preparation in advance, don't go down the mountain and be blind, the mountain is not as good as the mountain, what happened to the master can still take care of you......"

The little monk thought that the master was fucking bullshit again, and he didn't see you when he was uncle's big ass, and you were embarrassed to say that this was taking care of me? Of course, the little monk still knows the way, at most, he is slandering a sentence or two in his heart, but he doesn't dare to say it, Uncle Shi's ears are very bright, and he whispered two bad words to Uncle Shi several times, and he didn't hear clearly, but Uncle Shi grabbed himself that night and beat him hard, beating himself so badly that he howled for half the night.

After a few times like this, the little monk knew what he could say, and he could only say it in his heart.

"There is a kind of dominatrix under the mountain, you have to be careful, when the master and I beat the invincible opponent in the world with a pair of fists, the most difficult was forced to return to the mountain by the dominatrix to suffer......" When the great monk said this, he sighed, as if he was really beaten back then.

"Master, you can't beat the dominatrix?" the little monk asked curiously.

"How can it! Although the dominatrix is powerful, but the master is even more powerful, how can I tell you, it's not that the master can't do it, it's that the dominatrix is too powerful, the master can't beat her, it's that he ......can't beat her," the great monk explained.

"The master can't beat the dominatrix. The little monk kept it in mind.

The master and apprentice squatted on the mountain in an indecent posture, looking like a squatting pit bomb, a few years ago, the abbot of the mountain was willing to come to the back mountain to sit, but then he was not happy to come, the abbot was noble, every time he deigned to come, he didn't even have a place to sit, he could only squat and talk to the big monk, the big monk was not willing to listen, which made the big abbot of the front mountain feel so faceless, and he was ashamed not to come much.

"This is the thing that the monk in the front mountain prepared for you, it is worthless at first glance, but no matter what you say, it is the bald head's mind, wait for you to go down the mountain and walk to the front mountain to say hello, let the bald head have nothing to do to sit, don't say, the master has not seen the bald head for so long, and the aunt of the Bodhisattva Academy, when you were a child, you were breastfeeded, and you are also considered to have a nurturing grace, this is a great grace, of course, the master has raised you for all these years, and you have been raised for nothing......"

The big monk digressed as he spoke, but the little monk was also used to it, and when the big monk finished talking for a long time, he nodded and said, "I want to bring some gifts or something to my senior brother?"

"Bring some, I still have a few taels of silver, you go to the foot of the mountain to buy some fruit and bring it over, don't fucking bring more than ten catties of pork like last time, besides, your senior brother is a vegetarian and doesn't eat meat, next time there is meat for the master to bring, the master will make you braised pork." "Speaking of the little monk's troubles last time, the big monk's face was a little shady.

"Okay. The little monk nodded.

"That's all I have to say, don't lose yourself when you go down the mountain, if you're hungry, sell this Zen stick, it's not appropriate for you to hold it. The big monk glanced at the hardware Zen staff that had been offered to the mountain for many years, and looked at the size of the little monk, this Zen staff was a little tall, two or three heads taller than the little monk, and looked at the little monk who did not match, so he said casually.

When the little monk went down the mountain, he dragged the Zen staff down, the bowl and the rosary were placed in the burden on his back, and the two big monks stood on the mountain and watched the little monk leave with difficulty.

"My proposal just now is good, this Zen staff looks too hard. The great monk scratched his head and said.

The great monk standing in front of the great monk was silent, and the three treasures of Buddhism were taken down the mountain in this way, and he didn't know whether the Tao was a good thing or a bad thing.