[This article covers: urban ambiguity, supernatural passion, and extreme yy. Please enjoy it slowly~! 】
This is the most peaceful place in Chuzhong of the Taihang Mountains and the center of the entire Taihang Mountains.
Here there are lush trees, flowing streams, green earth, blue sky, and thick white clouds in the sky!
Next to a clear lake on the top of the mountain, there are two small, low temples. In front of the temple is a small wooden archway. Right above the archway, the words "Authentic Shaolin Temple" are pieced together crookedly with tree roots.
If you are not good at it, you will never be able to see the font structure like Oracle!!
"Old monk? What did you say? Let me go down the mountain?"
At this time, a young monk in his twenties or thirteen years old, wearing a dirty monk's uniform that had been patched over and over again, was questioning the old monk who was meditating with his eyes closed in the small hall with a puzzled look on his face.
And this old monk is the 108th generation descendant of this ruined temple, and the master of the young monk in front of him!
Dharma name - wet dream!
Judging from his appearance, his bare head is dotted with nine black dots. This is the representative of the abbot of a temple! His copper-yellow skin, his face full of deep lines, his messy gray goatee, and his thick square black brows
At this time, he was slightly wrinkled.
"Alas~~!" After a long time, the abbot let out a long breath, slowly opened his eyes, and said with a serious face: "Old man, I will go and report to Lord Tathagata. Why are you still acting like this?"
Shocked? Huh?"
"Old monk! You still report to Lord Tathagata? With your appearance, you will report to Guanyin Bodhisattva when you return to the West!"
After hearing the abbot's words, the boy rolled his eyes, curled his lips, and replied with disdain.
"I said you kid..." After hearing this, the old monk was about to curse, but he slapped his forehead and murmured: "You kid, this is a good idea. Well~~ I have to think about it carefully..."
"Hey~ Master, people all over the world say you are noble, but I know you have hidden a lot of private money, right? People all over the world praise you for being quiet, but I also know that you are always getting stronger!" Seeing the old monk, he suppressed him.
After more than ten years, he was suddenly asked to let him go down the mountain. The young monk felt vaguely uneasy, but he didn't know what the problem was, so he kept talking about it. After saying it, he didn't forget to pick two things at the old monk.
brow.
"Ahem~~~" After listening to the young monk's words, the old monk straightened his sitting posture and retorted in his own way: "Stop spitting blood, don't do this like old monk!! Humph~"
"Yohe~~ still don't admit it??" The young monk saw the old monk's pretending to be aloof, took out the i-4 mobile phone from the cup, shook it in his hand, and said with a lewd smile.
: "Paper can't cover up the fire~~~ Hehe~~ Could it be that you forgot so quickly that our master and apprentice were invited to participate in the European Union Martial Arts Competition last month, and what you did secretly the night before you came back?
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"Humph~" The old monk's eyes were fixed on the mobile phone in the little monk's hand. His copper-yellow face turned red, but he still managed to stay calm and said: "Humph~~ I'm walking upright~~ I'm sitting upright..."
"Ah~~oh~~e onbaby~~!..." Just when the old abbot was speaking righteously and wanted to quibble, in this small temple made of piles of mud and tiles, a foreign girl began to return hungry and thirsty
The sound of moaning...
"I cum~~~Cum~~~~"
At this time, the old monk was unable to do anything to the young monk in front of him, and his face kept alternating between green, red and white.
"Hey~~~ You are really good! You're fucked by a foreign girl!" After the old monk charged with a gun in the recording, the young monk walked over to the old monk and sat down with a strange expression on his face.
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"..." After a period of silence, the old monk's expression finally returned to normal. He rolled his eyes and changed the subject: "I told you, kid, don't do those useless things. In a word, do you want to go down the mountain?"
"Haha~~! Tell me, what's the matter?" After the young monk teased the old monk, he knew that the old monk had something to confess to him, so he asked seriously.
"You've been living here for almost twenty years. You can't just eat and drink for free. Now that I'm old, I don't have anything to teach you anymore. It's time for you to go down the mountain~"
As soon as the little monk heard these words, his ears could not help but roll his eyes, and thought to himself: "You old pervert, I have been working hard here to help you pick up water for more than ten years, and pressed the water for more than ten years."
I've been touching you for more than ten years, I've been doing body acupuncture samples for more than ten years, I've been fighting your perverted 18 Arhat for more than ten years, and in recent years, I've been helping you fight for free to earn extra money~~~ You're good, in a word
I owe you for becoming a poor monk?'
Although this was what he thought, the young monk also knew that it was for his own good, so he habitually curled his lips and stopped talking.
"No~! Take it!" After the old monk finished speaking, regardless of what the young monk was thinking, he took out a small cloth bundle and threw it to the young monk and said: "Master has packed your things for you. As for what you owe
How to repay you as a teacher has been written for you in that baggage. You can get up and go to zz airport now, and then take a non-stop flight to sh."
"Hehe~~Master! It's not as good as in our temple where you can grow your own vegetables and raise pigs and then slaughter them and you can eat them. It all costs money, don't you think~~~" The young monk also went outside to be cool and unrestrained.
With his thoughts in mind, he saw that the old monk really drove him away this time, so he picked up his own baggage with his left hand with a playful smile, and approached the old monk's face with his right hand, rubbing his thumb and index finger there continuously to indicate...
"Whoosh~~~" Suddenly the old monk slapped the ground with both palms, and his whole body rose into the air. After rolling a few times in the air, he stood firmly in front of the young monk. He stared at the young monk with squinted eyes and slightly curved the corners of his mouth.
A half-smiling look...
When the young monk saw this expression, the corner of his mouth twitched, his right eyelid kept beating, and he told him in his heart: 'Run~~it's dangerous!'
"Hehe~~~" The old monk broke the silence and shouted with a loud laugh: "Let's set up a farewell formation~!"
"Swish, swish, swish~~~~" As soon as the voice fell, several golden shadows sprang out from behind the golden Buddha in the center of the small hall...
"Lingbo Weibu~~~" Before the shadow touched the ground, the little monk silently muttered something in his heart and then disappeared without a trace.
Looking back, behind the old monk stood more than a dozen big men wearing yellow clothes with their left shoulders exposed, and their whole bodies were plated with gold. They were performing various moves mightily... and they were still following it with their mouths, drinking,
shouting...
"Hehe~ Abbot, the recording just now made the brothers feel so excited~~~ Can you play it again?" A shorter bronze man came to the old monk with a flattering look on his face and said with a bad smile.
"Huh? Do you want to get dividends from this month's incense money?" The old monk had a threatening look on his face...
"Uh~~! I won't listen anymore, brothers~! Let's go to the other side of the lake to discuss matters with Master Miejie..."
"..." When the old monk heard this, his head was full of black threads. If his mistress knew how to deal with it, he would have to beat half of his body until he couldn't obey him unless he cut off his penis.
"You are cruel!" After saying that, he took out the i-4 that he had snatched from the young monk, threw the phone to everyone with a dark face, and said in his heart: "Don't let me grab the handle, or I will die."