Chapter 7 (1/2)

Jinbi hotel is the best hotel in Zhenhai city. It is 17 stories high. People standing below feel small.

The Buddhist event was held on the 17th floor here. After a wasted sigh for a while, he was about to go in, but was stopped.

”Little master, we don't allow pets here.” The welcome was polite and stopped in front of the wasted body. The attitude was very good, but the tone was indisputable.

As soon as he came, he closed the door. He couldn't help being depressed. He stretched out his hand and gently flicked Xiaojin's head: ”Xiaojin, people won't let you in. Just wait for me outside.”

With that, he squeezed his eyes at Xiao Jin and went straight in.

He walked smartly, but he was foolish to greet the guests. The monk left such a lovely pet like this?

In his heart, he turned around and looked at the cute dizzy little monkey, but he had disappeared.

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On the aisle on the 17th floor, just after idleness came out of the elevator, he saw Xiao Jin waiting for himself at the door of the elevator. Wan Er smiled: ”ha ha, they can know that Xiao Jin is no different from people. If he is smarter than wisdom, he may be more clever.”

Talking and laughing like this, one person and one monkey came to the door of the Buddhist conference room.

In the conference room, there were more than 20 monks, all dressed in cassocks, very formal.

When the man and the monkey came in, all eyes were attracted.

”Which temple's little monk is this? It's really not decent to dress so casually!” A fat monk sitting in the conference room, wiping the sweat on his face, looked at the waste and said unhappily.

”Yes, I even brought a monkey dressed like this. It's really embarrassing for us Buddhists.”

”Look at him. He should be just a newcomer.”

”I think it's also like which master should bring the little monk who is responsible for serving.”

As soon as they heard this, everyone immediately nodded. The fat monk who had just wiped sweat shouted: ”Hey, little monk, come and pour me a glass of water.”

But after waiting for a long time, he saw that there was no response at all. Fat and shangton were very angry. As soon as they patted the table, they stood up: ”Hey, monkey, say you, pour me a glass of water.”

The first time I participated in this grand event, I wasted my curiosity. After I came in, I kept looking at everyone's breath, but I found that although these monks had no accomplishments, there was someone else with a special energy in their bodies.

This energy is not aura, it is very soft, faint, and seems to be changing at any time.

This kind of situation has been seen in Zhitong, but the energy in master is more pure, broad and contained.

A movement in my heart and a secret way, could it be that this Buddhist school also has the power of practice?

But at this time, he suddenly heard the fat monk shouting monkey, so he turned his head and asked with a smile, ”senior brother, what's the matter with you calling the poor monk?”

”Who is your senior brother?” The fat monk frowned, locked a group of anger, proudly pointed to the teacup in front of him: ”you, go and pour me a glass of water.”

Glancing at other monks in vain, they were holding the empty cup in front of them and looking at themselves. Obviously, they regarded themselves as waiters. They didn't feel angry and funny.

”Elder martial brother, I don't know where the water is. Please bring it for me and I'll pour it again, okay?” The attitude is very low and modest.

The fat monk obviously had a high status. He pointed to a monk next to him: ”see you in the air. Go and bring him the kettle.”

But for a moment, Kong Jian took a cold kettle and went to waste. He squatted heavily and said angrily, ”here, the kettle is for you now. Pour water for senior brother Kong Wen quickly.”

Idly took the kettle, smiled gently and said politely, ”thank you!”

Then he picked up a cup from the table and poured a full glass of water.

Empty smell this just smiled, stretched out a chubby hand, gently patted on the greasy bald head, stretched out to waste, and prepared to pick up the cup: ”it's your boy's politeness, let you go today, and pour all their water.”

However, it seemed that he didn't hear what he said. Instead, he took a glass of water in front of him, drank it in a gulp, and said loudly: ”it's really comfortable to drink a glass of cold water on this hot day!”

The monks who have been watching around are stunned. Is this little monk too unexpected?

Empty smell see waste incredibly oneself drank that cup of water, a hand embarrassedly stretched out there, the oily face suddenly expanded into blue purple.

He smiled angrily, and all the fat on his face crowded together: ”good, good, good, I don't think you want to mix in Buddhism!”

His big fat and thick hand slapped on the table, and suddenly there was a ”Ding Ding” sound, and countless tea cups jumped up.

When the monks around saw that he was angry, they quickly gave way to him and looked frightened.

”Elder martial brother, I'm really angry this time. The monk is going to have bad luck!”

”Alas, how dare this little monk provoke Kong Wen? Doesn't he know that Kong Wen is the famous anger steel of our Buddhism?”