The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Founder smiled: "It's okay, you will continue to broadcast live for a while, the poor monk is not on the side."

Zhu Lin said: "How can that be? You are here, of course, I am a guest, I will lead the way! You are my life-saving benefactor! I happen to be an on-site interpreter for you, and start selling tickets, go, watch the fireflies! If you like , Buy a plate and go back and eat! "

Founder froze and asked subconsciously: "Can fireflies eat?"

Zhu Lin laughed and laughed: "Fun for you! Geeky monk!"

Founder: "..."

The squirrel pouted and mused: "Ha ha, Master lost to ignorance."

Fang Zheng glared at him and said, "This is a loss to trust."

As Zhu Lin said, she paid for it.

Founder's attitude is that you can save as much as you can, so if you want to go out, go out. Anyway, the poor monk is thick-skinned and won't be embarrassed.

Entering the Firefly Performance Hall, Fang Zheng ’s smile suddenly freezes, as does the squirrel. The sensitive little guy subconsciously grabbed Fang Zheng ’s ears and whispered, “Master, how do I think I ’m so scared here? Morgue. "

Zhu Lin whitened the squirrel and said, "What did you say? Such a beautiful place is so scary by you. Look at the light, it is still very beautiful."

A service staff heard Zhu Lin say this and smiled: "Our dream experience hall will provide you with a real dream journey. Going forward is the firefly viewing area, where we carefully arranged the scene, we must look good Look. "

Zhu Lin smiled and nodded: "The money has been spent, you must watch it. Master, go."

Waiter stunned, master? Look at Founder. In her eyes, Founder is just an ordinary person. She ca n’t remember her appearance, and she does n’t even notice her eyes. The main thing is that she is definitely not a monk or a Taoist.

Maybe it's a nickname, the waiter muttered.

After the waiter, Zhu Lin looked at Fang Zheng's frown, and whispered, "Master, what's wrong with you? Uncomfortable?"

Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "No, just when I walked in, I don't know why, I was not very comfortable at all. Just as Jing Kuan said, it was strange to walk into the morgue."

Zhu Lin said suddenly, "How is this possible?"

Fang Zheng smiled bitterly: "The poor monk also thought it was impossible, but the feeling here is indeed the same. Don't you feel it?"

Zhu Lin shook her head: "No, I just think it's beautiful here ... maybe the air conditioner is turned on too low. Their warm air is not powerful ..."

Founder nodded, didn't say much, just paid attention to the next four weeks.

With more and more children coming in, more and more laughter and popularity, Fang Zheng's uncomfortable feeling became more prosperous. For the first time, he felt ...

The squirrel has a big heart, and there are many people, especially the children. When he ran for a meal, his attention attracted the past. Watching those children play, he also followed silly music, but it was also a silly optimist.

After passing through the door, the temperature increased significantly, and the scenery in front of it changed from artificially made various lantern products into a piece of artificial plastic plant garden.

At the gate, the staff stopped everyone and did not let them in, but let them wait until they were all together before opening.

The crowd also waited obediently, and some children looked inside with probes. The inside was dark and black, and they could see the plants covered with a layer of curtains. The curtains separated the inside space from the outside space. opened.

One of the waitresses laughed: "Don't watch it, it will be effective after you go in. Well, friends, please pay attention, please visit civilization, do not take pictures, if you want to take pictures, please do not turn on the flash."

Immediately someone frowned and said, "Don't turn on the flash? It's so dark and not flashing, nothing can be taken."

The waitress said: "Sorry, this is the rule."

Many people heard these words, put aside their lips, obviously did not take it seriously.

People gathered quickly, and the waiter opened the door: "Please come inside, the dream journey has begun."

Founder followed the crowd and looked around curiously. As everyone entered, the lights behind were also turned off.

Zhu Lin grabbed Fang Zheng's hand and said, "Master, follow me, I protect you!"

Founder rolled his eyes, did you protect the poor monk? You are so powerful, what are you shaking?

The children around were also a little scared. Someone held the adult's hand and called, "Dad, I'm afraid."

As soon as the parents wanted to appease, they heard someone say, "Look! Fireflies!"

Everyone looked around and saw that the dark world suddenly lit up a little green light, like the stars in the night, dotted in the darkness.

Then the fireflies lit up one after another, and the original dark environment was also illuminated by the fireflies. The fireflies swept across the sky like meteors, causing cheers from children and adults. Smiles flew up and down.

The squirrel also waved its paws and called out.

While it was dark here, Founder also withdrew a part of the magical power of a dream Huang Liang, this stuff has been on, it really consumes energy. Based on the principle of being able to save the province, Fang Zheng gradually retracted the magical power, and finally completely retracted. Although a white coat was quite conspicuous in the dark, everyone's attention was on fireflies, and naturally no one noticed that there was more in this crowd Green light bulb.

The fireflies did not know if it was awakened at once, or what, more and more, the surrounding space was illuminated by the green, some artificial flowers and plants were dotted with plastic flowers and plastic trees. There is a fairy tale atmosphere, and for a while, many people are talking directly, this money is worth the money.

However, when everyone was intoxicated, Zhu Lin found that Fang Zheng's brow was tightened. So Zhu Lin peered at the lower waist and asked, "Master, are you stunned?"

Founder: "Did you hear that?"

Zhu Lin wondered: "What did you hear?"

Founder: "Crying in the fireflies, they are crying!"

Zhu Lin stunned: "Fireflies are crying?"

Founder nodded and said, "Yes, although they are weak in their individuality, their emotions converge, but they are not small. I can feel that they are crying."

Founder was able to understand bird and beast words, but he couldn't understand insects that used scent or dance to convey information. However, his mental strength is too strong, and his sixth sense is extremely sharp, and Founder can feel the emotional fluctuations of fireflies. So he felt sad and crying.

The squirrel followed, "I seem to feel it, too. They are sad."

Zhu Lin puzzled: "But what are they doing well, crying? Is it because they have no freedom? I heard people say that if they are locked up, they will not be happy, they will be sad, and some will Hunger strike. "