The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Ouyang Fenghua may be really serious. He didn't notice the founder's arrival. Founder quietly walked over and was about to say Ouyang Fenghua. As a result, I heard Ouyang Fenghua muttering: "Draw a Curse you in circles, stink and square, stink, go out and play by yourself, don't take people! Draw a circle to curse you, curse you to go to the toilet without toilet paper ... "

Founder heard the words, completely speechless, there is such a curse? No toilet paper in the toilet? It's ... ruthless!

Founder Ouyang Fenghua did not find him, took a deep breath, raised his legs quietly, and was ready to slip. Although he released Ouyang Fenghua's pigeons, this girl also cursed him.

As a result, Founder only raised his leg, and heard a line of voices: "Fang Founder, you are back!"

At that moment, Founder had the idea of ​​slap-flying his party, but with a clever move, Founder stepped out of his leg and immediately retracted his hands together. "Amitabha, a mage, the poor monk came back. Is the mage all right? ? "

Hearing the shouting of the party, and Fang Zheng's voice, Ouyang Fenghua squatting on the ground was startled. She jumped up quickly and looked back. Sure enough, she saw Fang Zheng and thought of squatting and drawing a curse. It became red, and said, "He shouldn't have heard it ... It's embarrassing to be caught badly behind someone ..."

"Ou Yang, it's getting late, let's go back to rest early. The poor monk had a conversation with a mage and passed first." Fang Zheng calmly addressed Ouyang Fenghua.

Ouyang Fenghua also did a bit of shamefulness, fearing that the monk knocked at the door, and nodded subconsciously.

When the Founder saw this, he quickly flashed people and left with an aggressive face.

The group asked dumbly: "Mr. Founder, the poor monk just said hello to you ... actually nothing is wrong."

Founder laughed: "Well, the poor monk is asking you something. What, where is Zhaitang?"

"Oh, that's it. The poor monk went to eat, too. I'll take you there." The party heard this, and it laughed immediately. However, he always felt that the Founder Master was like a thief.

When Fangzheng and Yiyi walked far away, Ouyang Fenghua returned to his spirits and stomped angrily: "No! He first put me on the pigeons. It should be because I asked him to get in trouble. How did I become a thief? Really? I'm so annoyed ... go back to sleep! Whoops ... "

Ouyang Fenghua flew back, but she didn't know where she was: It was trouble to find Founder, but she was worried about the safety of Founder and Red Baby, so she squatted at the door and waited silly. Now that both of them are back, naturally there is nothing left. As a result, Ouyang Fenghua saw where the red child without a fly could run, grabbed the red child, and asked, "Jingxin, what are you doing?"

"Door Ouyang, where is Zhaitang? How can I run around and keep walking around here?" The red baby asked, flushed.

Ouyang Fenghua looked at the boy silently and said, "Are you a idiot?"

The red baby's face turned redder ...

Seeing this, Ouyang Fenghua immediately laughed, and then dragged the red child and said, "Let's go, sister will take you to dinner."

The red baby whispered: "Oyang, don't tell others ..."

Ouyang Fenghua turned her eyes wide and said, "Yes, but you can ask my sister to listen."

"Sister Ouyang ..."

"Sister Fenghua."

"Sister Fenghua."

"Is that right, haha ​​... Rest assured, I promise not to tell anyone."

...

Fang Zheng and his party went to Zhaitang, a monk's house. Ouyang Fenghua took the red baby to Zhaitang, which was open to tourists. The two Zhaitang were different. The monk's Zhaitang, the food inside is the real Zhai dish, basically just used rapeseed oil once, put salt, it is very light. The outside fast food is not the same. At least the onion, ginger, garlic and other seasonings are put inside, and the taste is not bad.

Because ...

"Mr. Founder, why don't you eat a few sips?" The party ate at the mouthful and asked curiously.

Fang Zheng laughed: "The poor monk is full." Heart said: "This is edible? This stuff is too unpalatable ... How can this guy eat it? What a pitiful guy ..."

A curious team said, "Mr. Founder, your meal is so small."

"Yes, poor monks rarely eat at night." Founder.

"So it is, so is my Master. For health reasons, I stopped eating at night. But I can't. I'm too hungry for a meal and can't sleep." Walked, and then ate with a big mouthful.

Fang Zheng looked at the eating photo of his party, but felt empty in his stomach, hungry!

Grunt ...

"Huh? What voice?" The party looked at Founder curiously.

As a result, Fang Zheng looked up at the roof and said, "It is indeed a historic temple. This house is really good."

The team looked up and shook their heads: "It was built later, and the beams were built of concrete, not solid wood. To say the old building, the main hall of Xiaguang Temple is the real ancient building. The rest are later rebuilt. That's right, Master Founder, do you really stop eating? "

Founder had a bitter face, but he wanted to eat it, but he just said he would n’t eat it now. Is n’t it to hit his own face? And this meal is really too bad! For example, the pickles that you made yourself are even worse! Anyway, the pickles, side dishes he had made, and a salty one, this is just boiled vegetables! He couldn't figure it out. Can't bear salt in such a large temple?

Fang Zheng knew that it wasn't because his previous dishes were so delicious, but because he was used to Lingshan products such as crystal rice and bamboo shoots, and then he ate ordinary food, which was always a bit worse. What's more, the food here is much worse than ordinary food, the drop is too big, he can't carry it immediately.

Founder quickly turned off the topic and said, "Oh? The buildings of Xiaguang Temple were all rebuilt? What about the previous ones?"

"A fire in Changbai Mountain has burned."

Fang Zheng remembered it now. It seemed like a Zen master had said it, but he didn't say that he burned the temple, just that Changbai Mountain caught fire a few decades ago and burned a lot of things. As for the others, Founder has never asked, and naturally it is not clear.

The party was delicious and very fast. After eating, they patted their belly and laughed: "The food in Xiaguang Temple is OK."

Founder was completely speechless, meanwhile looked at his party sympathetically, and said, "Poor child, what does Jing Jing abbot give him every day? He won't even let the oil go?"

After the line, he smiled and said, "Yes, Master Founder, do you know where your Zen room is?"

Founder shook his head and smiled in a row: "I knew you didn't know, go, I'll take you there."

They have been together for a long time, and their party rarely calls themselves poor monks, obviously they are familiar.