Fang Dou paid a deposit at Yashang and agreed that half a month later, Mr. Peng would take his apprentice to work in the dilapidated temple.
It was getting late, so I simply settled in an inn.
The shopkeeper and the guy secretly talked in the backyard.
"This monk is so generous, he actually lives in a hotel!"
The monks they remembered were begging for alms everywhere with copper bowls, resting at night, looking for temples to hold orders, or staying at home that believed in Buddhism.
Where can I pay for the inn out of my own pocket?
The guy was silent, "Shopkeeper, the monk said that he was not a monk, and he also asked me to send chicken, duck, fish and meat on it."
"He has short hair, why isn't he a monk?"
"But he eats meat!"
"That's also a monk with impure six senses!"
The guy felt a little aggrieved, "Look, he is obviously not a monk."
"Click!"
When the shopkeeper saw him talking back, he was so angry that he slapped the man on the back of the neck, "Why don't you go and boil water quickly. This monk is more particular than a big-name young man. He needs to burn hot water to take a shower at night."
...
In the guest room, Fang Dou was spitting out a mess of the rich chicken, duck, and fish.
It’s not that the food is difficult to eat, but that the food is not allowed to eat meat.
The disadvantages of practicing the "animal path" are highlighted at this moment.
The meat dishes sent by the waiter were all prepared by the master chefs of the inn, with both color, fragrance and taste.
Fang Dou smelled the fragrance and was about to raise the chopsticks, but suddenly he was stunned.
The fat chicken with red sauce, the duck with crispy sauce, the oily pork belly, and the steamed tender river fish, all shine.
"Beast path!"
This spell automatically operates, and it is uncontrollable, sweeping away the light from the dishes.
Next, these chickens, ducks, fish and meat flashed in front of Fang Dou's eyes. From birth to slaughter, his inner pity arose.
For a moment, Fang Dou felt a scent of tempting flesh and vomited heavily.
No wonder Guo San emphasized in his notes that he should not eat meat when practicing magic, and eating meat will definitely break the method.
The method of animal noodles is derived from the animal realm, and there has been a foreshadowing. Practitioners cannot eat meat, but can only eat vegetarian food.
"These sinister bald men!"
The six realms of heaven and man are the sayings of the Buddhist sect. The magic of the animal realm must be the work of those bald heads.
Fang Dou found out that he had been fooled and practiced this beast magic, and even the fun of eating meat was gone.
That night, he tried to 3. Not to mention the meat in the mouth, even after smelling it for a while, he couldn't help vomiting.
Psychological torture makes people feel even more afflicted.
Fang Dou transforms himself into the animal realm, accommodates the cycle of life and death of all living beings, and has high interests. He wants all things to be equal and regardless of their superiority.
When he saw cooked chickens and ducks, he could imagine the pain before the chickens and ducks died. When he looked at the fish and pork, he could think of the free and comfortable scenes before his death, and he felt even more and more unbearable.
"Forget it!"
Fang Dou shouted, "Waiter, remove the food!"
The guy came to clean up the dishes and saw that he had only eaten half a bowl of rice and didn't move the meat dishes, "Master, you didn't eat it."
Fang Dou's heart was bleeding and reluctantly explained, "I've been vegetarian lately!"
The man thought to himself, the shopkeeper was right. This was a monk with six impure abilities. He repented at the critical moment and did not break the precepts and eat meat.
...
Sleepless overnight!
Fang Dou was surprised to find that although he didn't eat meat last night, he had improved a lot of effort in the animal's magic without realizing it.
This change is caused by personally experiencing the life and death of chicken, duck, fish and meat.
"This magic is so evil!"
After Fang Dou checked out, he walked on the street and felt as hungry as if he was slashed.
I found a breakfast stall and ate seven or eight baskets of vegetarian stuffed buns, five bowls of Yangchun noodles, and twenty steamed buns at the bottom. I swallowed them with the steaming tofu brain.
Stand owner:...
Other guests:...
Fang Dou touched his stomach and it would be fine if he was eight points full.
But then he became resentful and could not eat meat in the future. How could he be?
Well, I heard that some temples are good at vegetarian food and can use bean products to make the taste of meat. I went there for advice when I have time.
By the way, the temple where the Pangda monk I met in the gold and silver shop was called Fuyuan Temple.
Fang Dou was carrying a basket on his back and was about to leave the city and return to the dilapidated temple. On the way, he passed by a ready-to-wear shop.
The ready-to-wear shop is not a tailor shop and does not accept tailor-made clothing customization. To be precise, it is recycled in large quantities and sells second-hand clothing.
Fang Dou stopped and felt that he had money on him and should change into some clothes.
"Customers please come in!"
When the shopkeeper saw Fang Dou's short hair, he hurriedly said, "Master, there is no robe in the shop!"
Fang Dou was too lazy to explain, and his eyes swept over the clothes hanging on the wall, and he was not satisfied.
Suddenly, his eyes fell on a piece of clothing in the corner.
""Is this?"
The shopkeeper quickly took off his clothes, "This is a Taoist robe that a wild Taoist priest obeys. The material is good. It is woven from spring silk, but it has never been worn. It can be counted as 90% new."
Fang Dou thought that this robe could be used as a pajamas or bathrobe for home.
"How much?"
After some bargaining, Fang Dou bought the Taoist robe for 82 cents.
Fang Dou got the new Taoist robe and felt more and more burdensome in his clothes, so he took them off and put them on the spot.
I fought with Guo San the night before yesterday, and my clothes were scratched many times, and the air was leaking everywhere. But at least I was a close-fitting clothing that I came from time to time and couldn't bear to throw it away.
"Shopkeeper, help me find a needle and thread, and make up the clothes. I'll pick them up next time!"
The shopkeeper's clothes, looking at the zippers, buttons, and chemical fiber fabrics, muttered in his heart that the material of the light screen is at least tens of thousands of yuan.
Fang Dou wrapped in a Taoist robe and faced the cool autumn breeze, he didn't feel cool. "Silk Taoist robe has a good warmth function!"
After walking for more than ten miles, Fang Dou was sweating so much that he was so hot that he was sweating.
In front of the ruined temple, the rooster was furious and seemed to be waiting for a long time.
Fang Dou stopped and knew that he was in a disadvantage. He clearly said he would go back one day, but he stayed for two consecutive days, which made Master Ji wait for a long time.
"Master Chicken, I..."
The rooster was extremely strong and did not listen to the explanation and flew over.
Fang Dou usually observes the movements of the rooster and thinks he wants to understand its habits, but this pounce is ordinary, but he can't avoid it.
The rooster pressed one claw on the chest of the square, and its sharp claws were pressed against the skin and flesh through the Taoist robe.
"It's over, the clothes I just bought!"
Fang Dou suddenly opened his eyes and found the rooster landing, staring at his Taoist robe and marveled at him.
Gugu (Where did this robe come from?)
“Born from the city!”
Gugu (baby).
Fang Dou was happy and touched the Taoist robe. It felt good, so he was also considered a baby.
He suddenly lowered his head and looked at the collar of the chicken feet just now, and was surprised to find that there was no trace left.
The flesh on the chest covered by the Taoist robe did not even leave a red mark.
Fang Dou witnessed the power of the rooster's claws with his own eyes. No matter how hard the scorpion centipede is, it is no difficulty to pierce through it with one claw.
I'm afraid even the steel sheet can't withstand the blow of chicken feet.
This robe seemed soft and could block the claws of the rooster.
Chapter completed!