The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Yarman said, "Here, I feel like I'm in heaven ... No, it should be called a paradise in the Buddhist world."

Li Daguang said: "I didn't expect that there is such a magical temple on this hill. Morning bell and twilight drums, washing the soul, and based on this, I became a fan of Yizhi Temple."

After speaking, Li Daguang took out his mobile phone, started to take pictures, and sent a circle of friends.

Seeing this, Yarman and others took out their mobile phones, and then posted themselves to their Facebook and blog ...

At the same time, Baird sighed: "Although I haven't seen the Founder Abbot before taking back what I said before, just hearing the bells and drums just now, he is already a god-man. I fulfill my promise and I I will help him in the BX chartering room! Such a beautiful place, such a sacred place, such a place to wash the soul and purify sin, BX people must come and see! "

Otovsky hehe said: "Although I see the monkey unhappy, but I also travel my promise, country E, I will get it."

Nicholas said: "I'll get Europe."

Yarman said: "Count me."

Li Daguang laughed with a smile: "I think Ruan Wuhong's kid should be very willing to cooperate with me. He had looked for me before and recommended this monastery. I didn't take it seriously. Now it seems that I have to find him after returning ... Feng Shui is taking turns. I will come to his house this year, haha ​​... "

A few people were smiling smugly, Li Daguang suddenly cried: "Ah, I remember it! Founder abbot only appeared in the morning and evening, when he entered a finger temple, it would be difficult to see him again!"

Nicholas yelled, "Founder, stand still!"

The throat was so loud that the pilgrim beside him was startled.

A thin man raised his head: "What are you doing? One finger temple is forbidden to make loud noises, and, depending on your top five, what are you doing to find the abbot? Pick something?"

Nicholas looked at his thin, bone-like body, grinned, rolled up his sleeves, and showed a thick arm that was as thick as his thigh, saying, "What do you want me to do?"

In the end, as soon as the words came out, countless lights came around, countless pilgrims gathered around, opened their arms and asked, "What do you want?"

Nicholas looked at him, his face suddenly turned black, he touched his pocket subconsciously, shit, no gun!

Nicholas turned to look for the rescuer again. As a result, he saw that Li Daguang and others did not know when they had kept a distance of more than ten meters from him!

The old man who talked to them before asked Li Daguang: "Aren't you together?"

Li Daguang immediately whispered, "How is that possible? We are civilized! What looks like that guy! I don't know, I don't know!"

Nicholas's face was darker ...

Then, Nicholas drew courage, stared at the beads, and looked completely afraid, and shouted, "I ask where to go for the bald head, do you care?"

"Cut!" Everyone waved his hand and gave him a wink.

"Amitabha." Founder is so noisy here, it is impossible for Founder to not know.

Hundreds of people rounded up a foreigner. As a landlord, he had to come over and see what happened.

In case someone really hits people, let alone say that the loss of money alone will cause the Founder to be distressed to death.

So Founder came ...

"The Founder's abbot is here, let's give way." As someone shouted, everyone subconsciously gave way, and then greeted Founder.

Founder smiled, folded his hands in response to everyone's greetings, and finally came to Nicholas and said, "Amitabha, the donor, you call the poor monk, but is there something wrong?"

"Master, he wants to ask you, your hairstyle is tricky." Someone laughed.

Founder was speechless for a while, and the ghost believed it.

Seeing this, Li Daguang hurried over and said, "Hello, Founder Abbot, I'm Ruan Wuhong's friend. We come to you. We really have something to discuss with you. Look ...

Fang Zheng looked at more and more people. He also knew that this was not the place to talk, so he nodded and said, "Okay, just go sit in the cold bamboo forest."

Under Founder's leadership, Nicholas, Li Daguang and others finally stepped out of the crowd.

Otovsky secretly wiped a cold sweat and muttered, "If I was singled out, I wouldn't be afraid of them."

"The monkey is at the door, are you going to try it?" Baird whispered.

Otovsky lowered his voice, "No one is allowed to talk about today's affairs!"

"I want a box of top caviar," Yalman said.

"I want it too!" Baird said.

...

Otovsky angered: "You are robbing while in fire!"

The other guys nodded at the same time, meaning we were robbing.

The pigtail was caught in the hands of others, and Otowski, after all, pinched his nose and recognized it.

At that moment, Li Daguang exclaimed: "This is Han Zhu? It's okay to look at it from a long distance. It's a close look. Good guy ... is this made of jade?"

Others heard the words and immediately gathered up. This one looked exclaimed one by one!

"It seems transparent in the sun!"

"Not completely transparent. It is really similar to jade. Beauty is not like real bamboo."

"Founder Abbot, are you really bamboo?" Li Daguang asked directly, not wanting to guess.

Founder smiled: "That's bamboo, not jade. A few donors, come in and sit."

"Sit in such a bamboo forest?" Nicholas asked in surprise.

Founder nodded and said, "Yes."

Nicholas said rhetorically, "I thought that in a historic castle, lighting a candle and drinking a bottle of red wine a century ago is a kind of life enjoyment. Now it seems that you are more luxurious than us!"

Yarman and others nodded. What have they never seen? What have you eaten?

But I have to admit that the bamboo in front of them has never been seen before!

It ’s freezing, not afraid to freeze to death, blowing cold wind outside is also bragging. The point is, it ’s the first time that I do n’t want to go back to the house ...

The so-called old urchins are the old urchins. At their level, if they are open-minded, they are the old urchins who let go of all their masks and live freely.

Fang Zheng shook his head slightly, but he didn't think it was extravagant ... After all, after a long look, nothing was amazing.

The crowd settled, and Fang Zheng picked up a few cold bamboo shoots on a post, and threw it into the open kettle that the red baby raised.

The tea-savvy connoisseurs grinned and scolded their hearts, would this monk taste tea? This is too bad!

However, when the kettle was opened and the lid was lifted, a light fragrance of tea came out.

"That's the taste!" Yarman took a deep breath, then exclaimed.