Chapter 359 - Stewing the Chicken (1/2)

Chapter 359: Stewing the Chicken

Translator: CKtalon <i class="_hr">Editor: CKtalon

Xia Meng immediately sed the words he was about to say Helplessly, he could only lead Lin Lei and Lin Ying to the side to sit and wait However Xia Meng did not sit around doing nothing He circled the area and was certain that all clues ended here before he sat down quietly However, fro was theand Red Boy

Red Boy only laughed in response to this He circled behind the boulder and whispered, “Master, how did I do?”

Fangzheng secretly gave him a thuer are you going to posture? Doesn’t your buttocks hurt after sitting so long?”

It would have been fine if Red Boy had not said so, but thereally felt that the boulder beneath hi for areally hurt the buttocks It was also uncoed for an extended period of ti illuht bulb burning at his head The crux of theup…

However, Fangzheng also knew that it was not the ti havoc on theto experience the feeling of being har could not be considered a real acco or would he nor went, the ‘survival of the fittest’ part of natural selection was a systes in the world ate one another It was a form of balance Any imbalance was a bad phenomenon One had to kill and eat in order to survive This was not a sin fro’s point of view As for how the Buddhist school of thought viewed thishad no idea He only acted on his own beliefs

Now, if it was not for survival but to hunt crazily like draining a pond to catch all the fish, causing wanton destruction without any control, that was absolutely non-per because of humans, but if there were only huzheng wanted to see

Therefore, Fangzheng naturally did not stand on cere, but so was Xia Meng He aiting to question Fangzheng when he woke up NoThat was his duty

However, so Lin Lei paced back and forth and said i to wait?”

Lin Ying whispered, “According to what I’ve read in books, some masters can meditate for days It’s said that Patriarch Bodhidharma faced a wall and meditated for nine years in seclusion Even the stone had his shadow etched in”

“What?” Lin Lei ju “Don’t tell me he will sit there for nine years?”

“I have no idea Even if he doesn’t sit for nine years, just sitting there for teeks or so… That would already be suffocating,” said Lin Ying with a bitter s around with nothing to do, he saw the hazel grouse struggling on the ground in an atterunted “This chicken sure kno to kick up a fuss Since we have nothing to do, shall we stew it?”