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Such a wonderful teacher

The last time he was chased by Changsun Luocang, thanks to his rescue, even if he abandoned his master-disciple relationship with Ye Wuse, the few people could not be rude.

"What a master, I'm just a wild monk. Since you are friends who don't dare to be so arrogant, why are you doing this?" The fat monk waved his hand and said cheerfully.

"The master is too modest. I heard that there are many precepts in Buddhism. Since the master is called one precept, he is a great monk who has achieved enlightenment. Other precepts can be followed or not. Just follow one precept." The fat white man said complimented,

A little flattered.

No matter what, others have saved them, and it is Ye Wuse's master, that is, their elders. It is also appropriate to say something nice.

The fat man didn't know much about Buddhism, but he also knew that there were so many Buddhist precepts that were numerous that countless. He thought that since this fat monk had a Dharma name, he must have been clean and strict with himself before he became a monk, so the precepts that need special attention are extremely high.

There are fewer people. Once such people become monks, even if they are not monks, they will probably not be much different.

Of course, just Master Yijie's swear words are really hard to associate with the words "Assincere Monk". However, wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart is left. How can outsiders understand the real Asincere Monk, a true Asincere Monk, understand?

.After all, they are not children of Buddhism.

"Uh..." Master Yijie smiled suddenly after hearing his compliment.

"Puff..." Ye Wuse couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What's wrong?" The fat white man looked at Ye Wuse in confusion.

"This...this Dharma name is not what you think." Ye Wuse forced himself to smile, shook his head and said to the fat white man.

It's not what I thought, what's that? Before the fat white man asked, Master Yijie touched his naked head, laughed twice, and said to himself: "It turns out that the word "One and Two" is

It can be understood this way, but the old bald donkey gave me a magic number, which was not the case."

After saying that, he found that everyone's eyes were dull when they looked at him, and black lines were erected on his forehead.

I have heard of pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey, but I have never heard of it. There are monks who touched the bald head and scolded the bald donkey by themselves. Where did Ye Wuse find such a strange master?

Ye Wuse also realized that there was such a strange master, and his face was about to be thrown away. He lowered his head, and he really wanted to find a hole to drill down.

"I don't hide it from you. In fact, my Dharma name for one precept does not mean that it is enough to observe one precept, but that everything must be precepted, and that it is for the five precepts, ten precepts, and the big precepts, as long as it is a Buddhist precept,

I have to quit everything." Anyway, the bald donkey has already scolded him, and Master Yijie said simply, regardless of whether he is embarrassed or not.

You must be banned in everything! Gu Fenghua and his men were sweating coldly. If you only need to follow one precept because you are clean and strict with yourself, then you must be banned in everything, how unruly this monk is.

"The master's heart towards Buddha is really admirable." The fat white man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with a embarrassed look. He accidentally flattered the horse's legs, and he removed Master Yijie's shortness.

, I have to say a few nice words to make up for it.

"The bullshit heart towards Buddha. If I hadn't offended too many people, I would have provoked...... In short, if the old bald donkey had saved my life, I would have to promise him something,

I am a monk and a monk. If I become a monk, I am a monk. This is not accurate, and that is not accurate. If I had known this, I would not agree to him even if I died.” It would be fine if the fat white man didn’t talk much.

When Master Yijie was talking too much, he became even more resentful and started to swear again.


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