On the edge of the lake, after carrying the strange statue onto the boat, Yi Feng couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh.
"Is it possible that your long legs flew off?"
I muttered a few words, still thinking about the money bag I accidentally dropped while working nearby two days ago.
After searching around, he couldn't find it, so he reluctantly took Monk Kunpeng and boarded the boat to the island.
“The donor’s construction here is pretty good!”
After landing, the monk made a gentle voice.
"Of course."
Yi Feng smiled with satisfaction, picked up a brick from his feet, weighed it in his hands, and said confidently: "Look, you must have never seen a brick of my quality!"
"Is this a brick?"
Seeing the brick in Yi Feng's hand, Monk Kunpeng, who had been smiling gently, couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.m.
"Otherwise, it's angular."
Yi Feng gave Monk Kunpeng a strange look.
"Well."
Monk Kunpeng was stunned for a moment, then asked again: "Then what are you going to use these bricks for?"
"Look at what you said..."
Yi Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes at the monk again, and complained: "What do you think the bricks are used for? Of course they are used to build walls. Is it possible that they are used for eating?"
"Actually building a wall!"
Monk Kunpeng's soft face couldn't help but twitch, and he asked again: "So you have a lot of these bricks?"
"That's not to say that one brick can build a wall, so there are still a bunch of them over there." Yi Feng glanced into the distance and said, "Not only that, they are still being built over there."
Hearing this, Monk Kunpeng looked over.
I couldn't help but twitch my lips.
Sure enough, there are really a lot of them!
He took a deep breath and didn't know what his expression was. It took him a long time to say: "The donor is good at using materials."
"It's so praise-worthy. It's so praise-worthy."
Yi Feng smiled modestly: "Actually, the quality of this brick is still far from my requirements, but it is still better than other bricks, so let's make do with it!"
"Amitabha."
Monk Kunpeng clasped his hands together, as if he didn't want to talk to Yi Feng about this anymore, so he changed the subject and said: "Donor, I'm here to beg for alms, and I hope it's convenient for the benefactor!"
"It's easy to eat, but I suddenly have an idea that I want to discuss with you, Master." Yi Feng suddenly remembered something and said hurriedly.
"Donor, please tell me."
Monk Kunpeng asked softly.
"Where did Master study? Which temple?" Yi Feng asked.
"A poor monk lives all over the world and has no origin. He is just a monk in the wild." Kunpeng explained.
"Oh, so that's it..."
As he spoke, Yi Feng's smile grew stronger, and he rubbed his palms together and said with a smile: "In these troubled times, it's difficult to eat. If you're like Master, I'm afraid you're often hungry and don't finish your first meal."
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"What did the donor say?"
Monk Kunpeng raised his head and looked at it.
"That's what I think. People should be compassionate. For example, monk, if you don't have enough food to eat and have no place to live, it's okay if I, a compassionate person, don't encounter you. But if you encounter me, if you don't help me,
I feel really uneasy!"
Yi Feng sighed and couldn't help but sigh: "So I'm thinking, I happen to be planning to build a small sect in a paradise on this island. How about you, monk, stay here with me?"
"At least this way, you don't have to run around asking for help, and I've done a good deed. Isn't this the best of both worlds?"
After saying that, Yi Feng raised his eyebrows at Monk Kunpeng.
"I appreciate the benefactor's kindness, but monk, I am used to being idle." Monk Kunpeng declined with a smile.
Hear the words.
Yi Feng's brows suddenly frowned.
Damn it.
He originally wanted to trick the monk into opening a business and accepting a disciple first, but now it seems that the monk is not fooled.
no.
He is a dignified Chinese and wants to get good luck in everything he does.
So we can't just let it go.
"Tell me how you can stay."
Yi Feng simply stopped pretending and expressed his attitude directly.
"Donor, it's better not to impose things on others." Monk Kunpeng said gently.
"If you really don't want to stay, I will feed you and clothe you. I don't want you to do anything. You just need to make me popular on the island." Yi Feng said.
"It's not like I won't stay."
"There's just no reason for me to stay."
Monk Kunpeng chuckled softly and said: "If the donor really wants me to stay, you have to give me a reason to stay, or in other words, a motivation for me to stay."
"good."
Yi Feng readily agreed and said hurriedly: "As long as you stay, I will build you a small temple on the island."
Monk Kunpeng shook his head.
"Then I'll find someone to custom-make a cassock for you so that you can wear it like a monk." Yi Feng said again.
Monk Kunpeng still shook his head and remained unmoved.
Yi Feng was a little anxious and said: "In addition to building a temple for you, I will also build a Buddha for you and let you receive incense."
Unexpectedly, Monk Kunpeng still smiled and shook his head.
It seems that he has no interest in what Yi Feng said.
Yi Feng scolded her in her heart.
This monk was so damn weird. He didn't want anything he was given, so he really didn't know what to do for a while.
He has made every promise he can think of, so why should he still get a woman?