"No way, who told you to rip off my net worth, now the little monk has nowhere to go. No matter how you say it, you are also the second child of this acre and three points of land in front of Famen Temple, although it was flattened by the broad-hearted monk, but it can always cover me, don't talk nonsense, I'll be a sweeping novice with you. Maybe your old man hung up that day, and I could still be on top of your class!hey, hey, hey!" The Nine Thieves laughed repeatedly.

The old monk trembled, looked depressed, pointed at Tianjiu with his finger, and said for a long time: "You stay away from the old man, otherwise, there will be no good fruit to eat! Famen Temple is the master of eating people and not spitting out bones, if you can stand a kick every day, then you can take care of yourself." ”

Tianjiu approached the old monk again: "Hehe, the little monk is very slippery, if you really do this sweeping novice, you put a hundred hearts, this relieved monk can't kick me, but it's him, maybe he will get out in three or five days." Let me ask you a question, do all the monks of your Famen Monastery like cats to go to trees?"

"Hey, what do you kid want to do? Master Kuanxin is a little muttering worm in front of the chief deacon of the Discipline Academy, and you really won't end well if you mess with him. ”

The old monk's face changed slightly, but he immediately snorted again: "Who said that? The reason why the old man is on the top is because he doesn't want the senior monk who came here to see the old man's sloppy honor, and the reason why that guy is on the top is because he is practicing the "Tianxing Sutra", and he can't be grounded, quack!"

"What is the Tianxing Sutra, is it powerful?" asked Tianjiu very curiously.

"I don't know, why are you asking this? Otherwise, you can give the bowl in your hand to the old man, and the old man will not only tell you what this sutra is for, but he can also hand over my outfit to you, and you will be the novice who sweeps the floor!"

The old monk patted his robe, and a burst of black ash came out, filling the space for several feet.

"Ahem, ahem, old man, you're so bad, you want to blackmail my purple gold bowl!"

Tianjiu shrank his big hand, the bowl in his hand disappeared in an instant, a few turned over, far away from the old monk, and then, with his left hand, a small jasper pot fell into his hand, and with a touch of his right hand, a greasy spirit pig's leg appeared. opened his mouth, took a big sip of wine, and then, he nibbled on the spirit pork.

"Drunken Immortal Wine?!Sanpinling Pork?!"

The moment the old monk saw the smooth and shiny spirit pig leg and the small jade pot, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he also swallowed his saliva violently: "Little monk, why do you still have drunken immortal wine? And this meat is not from Wanfolou, this is an authentic three-grade spirit pork, and Wanfolou is garbage compared to this!"

"Quack quack, envy, right? Let me tell you the truth, if the master gets that little wine fairy, naturally there will be no shortage of drunken fairy wine!

"Boy, you not only eat meat and drink wine, but also get close to women! Amitabha, it's time for you to change your name to Monk Wine, Meat, and Flowers!"

"Cut! Old man, you are a sweeper, and you even know so well where and what spirit pigs are produced, so it can be seen that you are not a good person, you must be the master of eating meat and farting blindly. As for whether the robbery is or not, the ghost knows! Let's talk to each other, do you dare to eat?"

The old monk glanced left and right, and then secretly glanced at the big tree in the distance, half loud, gritted his teeth and transmitted: "Boy, is it a crime to eat spiritual pork and drink small wine?"

"Cut! You are a little novice sweeping the floor, and you are still afraid of breaking the vows? I think you are a cheap! If you want to eat, you can tell me early, and I can give you one reluctantly. The wine is free, I don't have to give you such a little. Why don't you stay away alone and come back after eating?"

"Hmph! It's not that troublesome, the old monk can eat it if he wants! Isn't it just a spirit pig's leg!"

Before the old monk could speak, he stretched out his hand and snatched half of the spirit pig's leg in Tianjiu's hand. Then, sitting cross-legged on the ground, he did not hesitate to nibble on it.

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"Amitabha, you have disappointed the old man too much!" A deep Buddha voice came, reaching the ears of the old monk and Tianjiu, like thunder.

The old monk Zhan Zhan stood up, turned around and looked, a piece of golden orange crowded next to them stood ten zhang away, led by an old monk with kind eyebrows, snow-white beard, holding a heavy scepter, and the corner of his robe was embroidered with five hundred and ninety-three small characters.

Behind the old monk, there are more than a dozen dignified monks, almost half of them holding scepters, looking at their appearance, they are not small, they should all be high-ranking monks. Especially a middle-aged eagle-eyed monk in his forties made him even more frightened.

Fang ...... Why did you come back so soon?" The dust-breaking old monk shuddered, and the sudden light of the spirit pig's leg bone was still pinched in the black hand, and in the sunlight, the bones shone with a dazzling halo.

"Amitabha, what a wicked obstacle! Po Chen, you have worked hard for a hundred years in front of the gate of this gate, and the withered lamp has long been remembered in your heart, and I was about to transfer you into the mountain, but I didn't expect you to break the vows! Alas, sins, sins!" The snow-white bearded old monk shook his head and sighed.

The eagle-eyed monk's eyes burst out with a terrifying cold light: "Bold! Po Chen, as a monk of my Famen Zen Temple, you have blatantly violated the precepts, and I have been relieved to report to me before, you are guilty of alcohol abstinence, and I will still be suspicious, what else do you have to say this time?"

"The disciple has nothing to say! The disciple admits punishment!" The old monk of the dusty face was dead, threw down the bones in his hand in a panic, and bowed his head and said.

"Okay! Since you have pleaded guilty, you will be punished for both crimes, with a hundred palms and mouths, and three hundred rods, and you will be abolished and cultivated to the first order, and you will be fined for ten years!"

"Hey, hey, hey, you're ruthless like this, aren't you? Even if you slap your mouth, spank, and punish crystals, and abolish your first-order cultivation, are you still a monk?" Tianjiu burst out, holding a jade pot in his hand, and roared with a mouth full of oil.

"Uh, who are you, why are you dressed like this, and you are still holding a wine jug, it is really insulting to the majesty of my Buddhism!" the eagle-eyed monk shouted as he looked at Tianjiu.

"Boy, don't make trouble for the old man! Flash quickly! He is the chief deacon of the Discipline Academy, Master Kuquan, that is the abbot of our Famen Temple, behind them, are all the abbots of the temples in the Holy Buddha City, today the old man ate Sanpinling pork on the first day, and he was bumped into by the big guys. It seems that your kid is the old man's calamity, the old man admits it!" the old monk of the broken dust was anxious, and lowered his head to transmit the sound.

"Ahem, ahem, sir...... No, Master, the little monk is a wine and meat monk, who came to Famen Temple to deliver treasures. Tianjiu replied with a sour tooth.

"Amitabha, boy, if you talk nonsense here again, this deacon will take charge of the punishment of heaven and abolish your demon!"

"Punish for heaven? Won't you? I just drank a little wine, and I didn't rob money and sex, let alone kill people and set fires, master, are you a little ruthless? The Buddha's comprehension is not high enough!"

Tianjiu said, taking out a gray-black bowl. The bowl was shiny with a thick layer of dirt.

The old monk trembled, and said pitifully: "Master Kuquan, you don't remember the villain, let this little monk go, he just came to the Famen Temple to beg, there is no misconduct, and he has not violated any laws of the temple." ”

"Amitabha, you no longer have the right to speak, if you don't shut up, I will do it for you in advance and abolish your first-order cultivation. Kuquan frowned, snorted coldly, and then slowly stretched out a finger.

"Wait! Dry Spring!" The withered lamp abbot, who was shaking his head and sighing, glanced at Tianjiu slightly, and when he swept the bowl in Tianjiu's hand, he was suddenly shocked.

"Uh, Abbot, you don't agree with me punishing him?"

The abbot of the withered lamp ignored the question of the withered spring, but smiled and said, "Amitabha, little benefactor, what is your name?"

Tianjiu's eyes finally showed a playful expression: "Master, a monk with wine and meat! This morning, I took this bowl and came to your temple to ask for some alms, or to get an errand, but I was scolded by your disciple, and I was about to beat the little monk, alas, Famen Temple, the highest temple in the heart of the little monk, collapsed!"

"Amitabha, sin and sin! What errand does the wine and meat donor want?" the corners of the Dry Lamp Master's mouth curled slightly.

"Well, forget it, forget it! I don't want your errand. This monk is not appropriate, today I learned that monks can't eat meat, can't drink alcohol, and can't marry concubines, it's too boring. I'll go back and sell this broken bowl later, ask for some spars, and go home to raise pigs!"

"Boy, what the hell are you talking about? believe it or not, I'm going to pinch you to death!"

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