Looking far away, the mountains are covered with clouds, and the ripples of the water are hazy.
Suddenly I saw the snowy peaks gathering near me, and I forgot about admiring the scenery far away.
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"... Master, it's not okay to give too little pocket money. It's not that I dislike you, but I'm really afraid that you will lose face." The ignorant yellow-browed boy kept nagging, "Who are you? Saint, we are a high-ranking figure in the Buddhist sect.
Is it appropriate for me to have such a small amount of money? Not appropriate. Do you know that there was a Confucian saint in the Eastern world in the past? It was Kong Zhongni. His disciples were so poor, but they still had to be filial.
Master's thing, I... Oops? That's not right. Let me change the example. Let me change the example of the master giving money to his apprentice. Well~ there it is! The Taishang Taoist of the Sanqing Sect had a disciple named Zhang Liang, who was called Mou in the world.
Saint, I heard that he gives his children a lot of monthly pocket money. He is a saint, and you are also a saint. I feel that I cannot lose face, so you have to give me some extra money..."
There is a limit to human endurance. Maitreya Buddha has had enough of his disciple's noise. Today, regardless of whether it is in public or not, he has to beat him up. "This Buddha must teach me a lesson..."
I don’t know whether the yellow-browed boy sensed his master’s anger or was guided by heaven. Before Maitreya could take action, he suddenly saw “interesting things” happening in the crowd around the immortals’ banquet. The little monk opened his mouth and said to his master, “I’ll go and take a look.”
"Master, please sit down." After saying this, he left, unintentionally saving himself a beating.
"Huh! You're lucky." Maitreya took back his slap and calmed down secretly, "Wait, wait until he comes back and teach him a lesson!" I'm so angry, so angry. A good child descended to earth just once and turned out to be a gangster. Every time
Thinking of the incident of sending his disciples to intervene in the journey to the west, Buddha regretted it very much.
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Not to mention the Buddha. The chime-beating boy who came to the Buddha from the east ran out of the banquet carelessly. Soon he came to the area near "Interesting Things". Pushing through the crowd, the little monk squeezed hard to the center, opened his eyes wide and opened his ears.
"Research" what the excitement is all about.
So, what's the excitement in this crowd? Fight the hooligans! Several female monks who were watching the performance carefully accidentally discovered that there was a crow spirit behind them sneakily looking at various parts of their bodies, with obvious lust in their eyes and mouths.
There was still a long stream of saliva flowing out of it,
It was particularly disgusting. The female monks were furious and pulled the crow spirit to argue with him. The crow pretended to be stupid, spoke slanderous words, and refused to admit its fault. The female monks could not suppress their anger, and they pinned the crow to the ground of Yunting and beat it. Then.
, so immortal, during the beating, the crow spirit
A piece of light and shadow magic weapon used for photography fell out of the body. It recorded more than a hundred images of countless female monks of various races, sects, sects, and sects at this time and in the past. The shooting techniques and intentions were particularly obscene, and also
A photographer just stole property
Evidence of the object, so... it was miserable! There were many female monks and their partners and family members at the scene, plus those who threw things. A large group of people kicked the crow spirit, even if the security of the Xuanwu tribe came to stop them.
If you don't stop, everyone will kick the crow to death.
"Hey! Stop!" The yellow-browed boy yelled, "Seeing injustice on the road," "Xuanwu Daqing, how can I allow you to fool around!"
The angry female monk turned her head and glared at the boy who was knocking the chime. She thought it was a crow accomplice coming and wanted to catch one and beat him up. However, when she saw the young monk's bright clothes and the shining Buddha's light, she knew that his identity was extraordinary and she was stunned.
, no longer dare to continue fighting.
"Wow, it really works. The 'playing tricks' skill taught to me by the two teachers is really useful. The students will benefit from it for life." The yellow-browed boy secretly rejoiced. In fact, the little monk was also very scared. It was just a pretense, pretending to be steady.
"Female donors, leave quickly! Don't wait for me to punish you for bullying the weak!" He continued to fool and scare everyone.
After beating the crow spirit to a half-dead state, everyone was less angry and didn't want to offend a Buddhist master because of him. Everyone spat and gradually dispersed.
"Oh, you're all afraid of me, hahaha..." The boy with yellow eyebrows was very happy when the trick was successful. He stood there and laughed for a long time. After a long time, he remembered the "business". The little monk knelt down and found a wooden stick.
He poked the half-life crow on the ground and asked, "Teacher, are you still alive?" He had long recognized that the one being beaten was the Jade Bird Man, otherwise he wouldn't have saved him.
"My precious video and photos are ruined! What's the use of me still alive!" Crow hugged the crushed light and shadow magic weapon and cried loudly, "This has been my treasure for hundreds of years, and it's all ruined! Woo woo woo woo.
...What kind of work will I be pointing at in the dead of night from now on! Woo hoo hoo..." The birdman cried very sadly, "Whoever hears it will shed tears.
Tears, the listener is sad." If people who don't know the situation see his appearance, they will definitely sympathize with him; of course, if people who know the inside story see him like this, they will probably want to come over and kick him."
Oh, earth, how could you do this to me! My baby! Oh my God!" the gangster howled.
"Oh, such a precious thing." The yellow-browed boy could understand the Jade Bird Man's mood, "If the complete set of Chang'e photo magazines I bought were confiscated by the master, I would be as sad as the teacher."
The birdman who was lying on the ground crying suddenly stood up after listening to the little monk's words, plucked his collar and asked: "What did you say! Do you have a photo of Chang'e? Which edition and issue? A complete set?! Are they real or fake?
?!
"Crow bought a photo of Chang'e before, but there was only one issue. How could a poor guy like him have the money to buy a complete set? And even the issue he bought was thrown away by the little fox. "Give it to me! I want to see it!
Hurry!"
"Teacher, are you okay?" The yellow-browed boy looked at the anxious Birdman and said, "Let me just say, all kinds of information clearly say that the teacher is Daluo Jinxian, how can those little monsters hurt you.
Hehe, the teacher is really pretending, right? Haha. The teacher is practicing deceit.
You're cheating on your acting skills, right? It must be! Teacher, teach me. I've learned kidnapping, but I don't understand other skills yet." The studious boy sincerely pursues "knowledge", "Teacher, you just need to teach me how to cheat.
With all the skills of kidnapping and stealing, I will give you a complete set of photos of Chang'e!"
"This..." Birdman hesitated a little, "It's a bit difficult. My Qiu Niao Dafa's trick of deceiving, abducting, and stealing requires a lot of intelligence. I'm afraid you are... not good at it. Besides, this thing of mine is only passed down within the family, not from daughter to daughter.
Chuannan, please don’t let it out.” Well, this gangster thing is still made to look so precious.
"Teacher, please, for the sake of our fate as teacher and student, please teach me." The good ones don't learn from the bad ones. The yellow-browed boy is determined to be a big hooligan in the future. "Teacher, Chang'e
The photos are beautiful, you really don’t want it? Really don’t want it? Just teach me and there will be beautiful women to see it~” In fact, the little monk still has some bastard talents and knows how to seduce his opponents.
"Wow, okay!" Crow couldn't stand the temptation of the full set of Chang'e's portraits, "Then I'll teach you some new tricks!"