The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Only after hearing a loud noise, Founder was sober. The Jiang Ting in front of him was startled by the founder's response. The monk who was gentle and humble the moment before, how did he suddenly stand still, and he was so violent after waking up?

Founder also knew that it was scary, took a deep breath, raised his palm, and bowed, "Female donor, sorry, the poor monk has lost his mind."

"What's wrong with Tingting? This monk bullied you?" Just then, Lu Xiaoya's voice came.

Founder found that the fat man, the monkey, Lu Xiaoya, and Ruan Ying had already entered the temple, and only Jiang Ting remained here. Hearing the sound, Lu Xiaoya looked over.

Jiang Ting immediately said: "It's all right."

"Oh, it's okay, come here. Although this temple is small, it is still very clean." Lu Xiaoya called.

Jiang Ting responded and was about to leave.

Although Founder didn't like monkeys and fat people, the pictures just now were so shocking and bloody! Even if their mouths are not so good, they should not die.

Thinking of this, Founder said: "This female donor, can you listen to the poor monk?"

"Sorry, I don't believe in Buddha." Jiang Ting embarrassed and ran away. The fool can see that she does not believe in the Buddha, but does not believe in the Founder! Founder was really a liar.

Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and sighed: "Nothing, because the cause and effect are fixed, everyone has life and death, and I can't always reverse the future."

After that, Founder flung his sleeves and went to the backyard.

However, the more Fangzheng didn't want to control, the more he flashed the picture in his mind. Whether it was chanting or bending, he couldn't drive this picture out of his mind. In particular, from time to time, I heard monkeys and Lu Xiaoya talking outside, and even made him restless ...

"Tingting, you said that the monk was crazy just now, woke you up and hit the iron gate all at once? Haha, does this monk hurt? I listen to the movement, like thunder." Lu Xiao Yakuo laughed.

Jiang Ting glared at her and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Xing Xing Xing, don't say it. Go, look at the iron gate that the monk hit, such a big movement, I'm curious what the gate is made of." Lu Xiaoya grinned, pulling Jiang Ting to the door Go on.

In the hall, the fat man, the monkey, and Ruan Yingzheng looked at the statues of Guanyin Bodhisattva, Golden Boy, Jade Girl, and Wei Tuo at the door.

The fat man said, "Monkey, have you ever seen such a lifelike idol? This Guanyin Bodhisattva looks like a real person, and you see that beautiful jade girl."

"Fat! This is a temple, don't talk nonsense!" Ruan Yingxun scolded.

The fat man scratched his head embarrassingly: "I know, I know, I don't mean to insult the Buddha, but to tell the truth."

The monkey also said, "It is true that I have been to countless temples. I have never seen such a lifelike Buddha statue. And, look, these Buddha statues are spotless."

Ruan Yingdao said: "The monk is innocent and clean, I guess he has a clean habit."

The monkey nodded and said, "It is possible, but it is possible to make the temple so clean and so like it is. It may not be a fake monk ..."

The fat man said: "Oh! Why do I always think there is something missing here, do you see the merit box?"

"What merit box?" Ruan Ying asked.

The fat man said, "It's the kind of merit box in front of the temple or for the money stuffed at the table."

Ruan Ying shook her head and said, "I didn't see it."

The monkey said, "I didn't see it."

"Doesn't this temple accept incense money?" The fat man said.

The monkey laughed: "Then you think too much, isn't there a sign at the door, ordinary incense is free, and one pillar of high incense is two hundred! This price is not cheap."

"Hey, I thought this monk wasn't contaminated with oil and water. It seems that it is still a fake monk." The fat man's voice was only heard, and Lu Xiaoya exclaimed, "Fat, monkey brother!

The fat man and the monkey heard Lu Xiaoya's scream a little hastily, and at the same time screamed, "Oops!"

The monkey ran out on its legs. The fat man ran slowly, but his voice was not low, and he yelled, "Dead bald donkey, dare to move Xiaoya, I burned your temple!"

The Founder, who was sitting upset in the backyard, was shocked when he heard such a voice, and muttered in his heart, "What are these people doing?"

So he went out to watch.

The monkey, the fat man and Ruan Ying ran out of the hall, and saw Lu Xiaoya and Jiang Ting standing at the gate, staring at the half-open iron gate.

Seeing that they were all right, the monkey and Fat Man and Ruan Ying were relieved at the same time.

The monkey said, "Shit? I was scared to death by surprise."

The fat man also said, "Just ..."

"It's better than saying, you see for yourself. Look at Iron Gate!" Lu Xiaoya pointed at Iron Gate.

The three looked in the direction pointed by Lu Xiaoya, and the monkey took a breath of air! I saw a clear palm print on the big red iron door! The palm print texture is visible and very clear!

"Xiaoya, what are you pointing at a printed handprint?" The fat man asked puzzledly.

Lu Xiaoya smiled bitterly: "I also hope it is printed in advance, Tingting is for you."

Jiang Ting recounted the previous experience, and heard that Fang Zheng was suddenly demonized, slap him on the iron gate, and then have this palm print. Fat man and Ruan Ying were also scared. Ruan Ying said: "Impossible? Can a living person have such great strength?"

The fat man rolled his eyes and said, "Well, how about talking? Even a dead person can't have such great strength?"

"Don't both of you, I'm getting goosebumps." Lu Xiaoya said, shaking her body, afraid.

The fat man said: "I guess, this is a long-standing fingerprint, but just now everyone didn't notice it."

"No." Just then, the monkey, who hadn't been silent, said.

"Monkey, why not?" The fat man asked.

Monkey said: "When I entered the door, I carefully looked at the door and joked that it was thick. Although I was not a professional in counterfeiting, you all knew my eyesight. I looked at things very carefully. When I came in, There is absolutely no palm print on this iron gate! I can guarantee that, and I looked at the back of the iron gate, and the hand prints were protruding. The inside is not empty, it is solid iron ... "

"Monkey, do you mean, this iron gate was really shot by the monk?" The fat man was startled, and then he took a subconscious snoring and said carefully: "Then I just Throat, wouldn't it be heard by that cruel monk? "

"Which sentence?" Ruan Ying asked.

The fat man said in a crying voice: "That is, I said burn the temple's throat." The fat man thought that the young monk was furious and slaps over the scene, and he was stunned for a while.

Ruan Ying smiled bitterly: "I didn't hear it just now, but I definitely heard it now." After that, he looked behind the fat man.

The fat man turned round and saw that Fang Zheng was standing behind him, and a kind smile hung on his face, without looking angry. However, the fat man always felt that the monk's smile was full of bad intentions, and the fox's smirk was probably preparing for a chance to shoot him. So the fat man moved back subconsciously.