The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

However, under the pressure of fear of death, Song Yuhe had to work hard to suppress anger and asked, "Traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine?"

Fang Zheng smiled faintly, staring at Song Yuhe's eyes, and said, "Healing."

"Yes, I know. I'm asking you if you want to talk about traditional Chinese medicine or western medicine." Song Yuhe asked repeatedly.

As a result, founder still repeated: "Medical skills."

"Master, don't you tease me? There are many types of medicine, but the most common ones on the market are traditional Chinese medicine and western medicine. There is a focus on everything, the focus is different, the nature is different, the audience is different." Asked.

However, Founder still said faintly: "Medicine."

Song Yuhe was completely blasted, and for the first time roared with anger: "Can you answer my question? Don't tell me, what are you going to say?"

Song Yuhe sprayed it casually, but he regretted it after spraying. The monk was weird at the moment. If it was a ghost or something, his roar would be explained here.

However, the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water and shouted, and he also recognized, stalked his neck, stared at Fangzheng, and waited for the result.

Founder smiled and nodded, "Yes."

"Uh ..." Song Yuhe was suddenly aggressive and looked at Fang Zheng like a monster. He really wanted to knock on the monk's mind to see how he worked. Speak all? He hehe, under the whole world, no one can do all the medical skills in a lecture. Not even a small point in a medical technique may be finished.

Song Yuhe looked at Fang Zhengdao stupidly: "Master, do you know how long it will take?"

Founder Dao: "It's been a long time, so the poor monk is going to follow the ancient style and preach the sermon."

Song Yuhe heard the words, almost did not come up at a stretch, and strangled to the past. Heart said: Hey! The monk asked more and more, and said more and more incredible. Learn ancients, preach and preach? Can't you go to heaven?

The ancients can do this, which one is not a patriarch? Have you even said anything? In the legend of the immortals, there were immortals preaching and spreading the law, which led to countless demons and worships.

Thinking of monsters and monsters, Song Yuhe immediately struck a spirit and suddenly remembered that the monk who looked at him was not an ordinary thing!

Thinking of this, Song Yuhe looked at Fangzheng and found that Fangzheng was gone!

As if it had disappeared out of thin air, there were no figures around. Looking down at the ground, I took a breath of air! Because there was just a square where he stood, there wasn't even a footprint on the snow! So, what exactly is Fang standing on? Could it be ...

Thinking of this, Song Yuhe's hair was all up, turned around and ran away. He is too old, but his health is very good, and he is usually good at walking. Now it's running at the speed of the trapeze ...

When Song Yuhe ran away, Fang Zheng just lifted a dream, and wiped his nose, muttering, "The first time I tried so hard, I hope it's not white."

After that, Founder turned to Yizhi Temple. As soon as he entered the door, Founder was surrounded by a group of disciples, staring at him with wide eyes, as if to say, "Do you know how to come back? Where have you died?"

Of all the angry eyes, only the squirrel's eyes were slightly different, so Founder chose to ask the squirrel: "Clear width, do you have something to say?"

"Master, did you ever think of us when you came down the mountain alone? How worried are we? You? But you have n’t been down the mountain for so long and have n’t brought us something delicious. Are you worthy of us?" Squirrel Righteous indignation.

When Founder heard it, he thought that the squirrel had turned around, and finally his thoughts kept up with the party organization. As soon as the following words came out, Founder found that the squirrel was still the squirrel. He overestimated the squirrel ...

"Master, you are too ridiculous to run away alone. You also have a blind eye here, are you afraid that we will keep up? Are you honest, did you go and eat delicious food?" Honghaier Carrying a small hand, exclaimed.

The sole wolf also said, "Master, you used to take one of us wherever you went, but this time you went down alone. There must be a problem."

Monkey said: "Master, I think you still recruit."

The salted fish coughed, "Master, as an old man, I have to remind you that you are going to starve when you are angry."

As soon as Founder heard it, he raised his eyebrows and laughed, "Well, you said a lot, and you said it very well, so let's keep talking. As a teacher, continue to listen, as a sign that our Yiji Temple is a freedom , Open, democratic temples. We are different! "

When I heard Fang Zheng say that, a few little guys were really excited, especially the little squirrel, and even shouted indignantly: "Master, you can go down the mountain alone, but you must tell us. Look at it because you are worried about you, I have been hungry and thin for a while. "

Founder: "..."

The Dulang yelled, "And I, too, I'm hungry and thin. I wouldn't be able to see it if it was not supported by Mao. I don't feel sorry for it, but ... you don't need to call me down the mountain."

Monkey said: "Master, I'm not thin, but I think you should think about our feelings."

The salted fish also shouted, "You guys are embarrassed to say? The master goes down the mountain alone, and I worry about it. If you worry more, the burden will be greater, the burden will be greater, and you will be hungry ..."

...

Fang Zheng listened with a smile, and let the red baby cook in the middle.

It didn't take long for dinner ...

"Keep talking, listen for the teacher. For the teacher, you value freedom, you have a reason to speak." Fang Zheng sat there, eating rice, sandwiching vegetables, and speaking upright.

Just across the table, a few small things stood side by side, watching Fang Zheng tearfully.

"Master, I was wrong. I just talked blindly. Don't mind me," cried the squirrel.

Salted fish also shouted, "Master, I'm wrong too. In the future, I will always look at you first, what you say is what, oh, you eat slowly. Leave me a bite ..."

The miserable shouts kept on, but the Founder was eating extra cheerful, and laughed: "Don't do this, our temple attaches great importance to freedom of speech. You continue to say, listen to my teacher ..."

A few little guys heard the words and cried in tears in their hearts: Free speech is a shame! Is this also called freedom? Is this hegemony good? Oh oh ...

Park Ming came down the mountain and ran to Heishan City to find his master Park Changming.

A chair, a cup of tea, a man in black loose traditional clothing, sitting cross-legged there, drinking tea quietly. Although the old man's hair was a little gray, there was a ray of fine light in his squinting eyes, just like a knife.

Ps: Because the codeword time is unstable in these two days, the update time changes a lot. I can't help it, I can only work hard and be as punctual as possible. Even if it is not on time, I will guarantee the update.