The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

At the same time, although Founder knows a lot about sculpture, there are some things he hasn't experienced or hasn't experienced before. They can't be plugged into him systematically, and he can get through. The pure and casual people talk about natural practice and the way of nature, and Founder also benefits a lot.

The two took what they needed, and the more they talked, the happier they became. In the end, they forgot the time, forgot to eat, and chatted all day long.

On the side, the lone wolf was lying motionless and weak. Whenever the two came over, he took a deep breath, sucked his stomach back, and showed the belly to the two. However, the rise of the two was chatting and ignored his belly ...

The lone wolf looked up at the birds and birds passing by in the sky, and muttered silently in his heart: "In the future, you will never go down! You will not go down!"

When the two returned to the gods, the sun was already tilting west, and the sun was falling on the body of the founder and the pure scattered people. The two seemed to be lighted from a group of paintings at that moment, very eye-catching, like Real Buddha and Fairy!

"Huh ..." The pure and casual man put down the tea cup in his hand, and looked at Fang Zhengdao with a full expression of expression: "They all said that the wine has a few thousand cups of confidantes. They did n’t understand the poor before, but today they understand. The Taoist temple often left after saying only three sentences. There was no interest in continuing to talk, but talking with the mage had a feeling of abandoning the bed and forgetting to eat, and it was hearty. This feeling is really wonderful ... "

Founder folded his hands and said, "That's true. It feels good."

Qingjing casually said: "I patronized the chat and forgot to eat. The mage waited for a while, and then came to the poor road."

After finishing speaking, the pure scattered people went to the backyard. As soon as the pure scattered people left, the lone wolf immediately got up and hummed, "Master, you finally finished talking and finally remembered to eat. Are you not hungry?"

Founder touched his belly and shook his head: "Don't say, I'm really not hungry."

The lone wolf was speechless for a moment. He prepared countless words, but I was lost by this answer.

While Dulang was pondering how to make Founder realize that he had neglected the problem of his apprentice's belly, the clean scattered man came, holding a plate in his hand, and there were some delicate small cakes in the plate. These pastries come in different shapes, surrounded by a bamboo-shaped pastry fence, and there are various flowers and small trees in the middle. At the same time, some fruits are dotted in the middle. At a glance, it looks like a huge world with huge fruits ... It's not so much a cake as a painting.

The pure scattered person put the plate on the table, and Fang Zheng looked at these pastries with a surprised face and asked the question in the heart of the lone wolf: "Live, can this be eaten? No, the poor monk means, such a delicate and beautiful thing, The poor monk can't say a word. "

Another meaning is that such a thing is not enough for poor monks to eat! What's more, the poor monk also has a dog with a big stomach!

However, it is clear that there are not so many scattered people, thinking that what Founder is asking is the question in the words, and smiled slightly: "This is the poor way to do this morning, originally intended to eat at noon. Fortunately, you are here, otherwise there are so many poor The Tao is also worried about how to eat it. You're welcome, eat more. "

As soon as Founder heard it, he almost cried. If you're welcome, this thing is probably not enough to lick the tongue alone.

The lone wolf couldn't help but wanted to say something, Fang Zheng quickly squeezed his tail to make him honest.

Although a bit disgusted with this, Founder also understands. The situation of the pure scattered person is similar to that of him. The only difference is that the pure scattered person has no system help. Without the help of the system, in such remote places, most of them are also poor! It's good to have something to eat.

Thinking of this, Founder smiled and said, "Amitabha, since this is the case, the poor monk is welcome."

After speaking, Fang Zheng picked up a small bamboo in the eyes of the pure scattered people, and after putting it in his mouth, Fang Zheng's eyes suddenly lighted. I thought that the barren mountains and ridges might not be delicious, although they had good snacks. After all, he is a man who is used to eating Jingmi Hanzhu, and his mouth is tricky. However, when this mouth went down, Founder turned out to be very surprised.

The bamboo seems to be made of glutinous rice. It is very meaty at the entrance, and there is a kind of bamboo fragrance that is carefully tasted, and it also has a little sweetness. After eating, there is a desire to eat but not addicted.

Fang Zheng looked at Qingjing Sanxing with surprise: "Amitabha, this dessert is really delicious."

The pure and casual person laughed: "When the poor road didn't practice, I learned some noodle making techniques. When I went into the mountains and had nothing to do, I tried to integrate the food around me into the noodles. You eat This one is made by mixing the fragrance of bamboo into the noodles with some special methods. You can just like it, try this again. "

During the conversation, the neat people dug up a piece of grass and put it in the founder's bowl.

Founder clamped it and put it in the mouth. A unique fragrance spread immediately after the entrance. The feeling ... Founder almost subconsciously said: "The smell of willow buds!"

Qingjing Sanren pouted and laughed: "The mage guessed pretty much, this is our tadpole, which incorporates the tenderest part of a kind of Artemisia seed, which is crushed and made with sticky rice."

As Founder listened, he felt the near-perfect taste in his mouth, and at the same time he picked up other snacks and put them in his mouth. In this process, the pure and casual people did not eat at all. It was so gentle that they sat in front of Fang like a big sister, smiling gently, looking at Fang Zheng, and his eyes became more and more warm in the communication between the two. .

The founder's temperament was originally more biased towards the big boy next door. Sitting together like this, it really seemed like a sister and brother who had crossed the barrier of the Buddha. Extremely warm ...

Of course, in this warm picture, there is also a poor wolf that has been ignored, sticks out his tongue, and occasionally pulls his lower leg to play hooligan. Unfortunately, it was ignored ...

Of course, Founder will not patronize himself. After tasting every snack, he started to persuade the clean and loose people to eat it, and at the same time throw one or two to the lone wolf. The lone wolf was already hungry and mad. . There was something to eat, the big mouth opened the boss, swallowed the snack with a mouthful, then looked at Fangzheng with a pout, as if asking: "Did I get it? Why didn't I feel anything? Anymore? "

Founder was helpless to see this, although the pastries were very delicate, but also very small. Such a small pastry is so big for the wolf's big mouth ... Founder can't do anything about it, and it's pretty good for the casual people to accept them.