Chapter 8 (1/2)

Because it represents Zhitong and the three Pu generation eminent monks, waste was directly arranged into the VIP room on the 13th floor by xuzhu.

”Younger martial brother, are you satisfied with this room?” At this time, there was a trace of evil spirit on Xu Zhu's face, which seemed very harmonious and friendly.

”Satisfied, satisfied.” After a wasted look at the VIP room, the spacious living room is 40 square meters, the bedroom is a single room, and there are more than 20 square meters. The window facing south can directly see the seaside.

”Younger martial brother, just be satisfied.” Xu Zhu said in a loud voice and handed the room card to Xu Du: ”today we just chat about Buddhist practice, and the grand meeting will officially start tomorrow. If you want to communicate, younger martial brother will go to the small conference room over there.”

After listening to the implied meaning of his words, he was saying that he had gone to the wrong place. The big meeting room was for those young people. It was a real event, or the LORD was talking and saying Zen in the small meeting room.

”Thanks for reminding me, elder martial brother. But my Buddhism is shallow. I don't dare to lose face.” When others give themselves face, they should also greet each other with a smile. People respect me a foot and I respect others a foot. This is the principle of wasting.

”Younger martial brother is modest. Who doesn't know that Zhitong martial uncle had profound and unique Buddhism in those years. It's a national Buddhist school, not to mention Dinghai, which is very famous.” Xu Zhu said slowly, but a joking smile welled up at the corners of his mouth.

When I think of my best master in vain, I also feel that such a monk is really the best. I'm afraid it's difficult to be famous.

Seeing that he didn't go out to communicate with everyone, Xu Zhu no longer reluctantly smiled: ”it seems that younger martial brother is tired all the way, so the poor monk won't bother.”

He sent away the bamboo and wasted it. Then he shouted: ”wipe, I live in such luxury. Sure enough, being a monk is really a promising career!”

Then he picked up Xiao Jin directly and threw him on the bed from a distance.

While idling away, he sat on the carpet of the living room and began to practice.

The window near the sea is wide open, and there is a moist and mottled aura, which is much richer than that in Xishan temple.

This practice didn't end until late at night. Finally, it stabilized the peak of the second layer of Qi refining. It seems that you can break through at any time according to your accomplishments, but it's very clear that this layer of paper is not so easy to pierce.

His stomach growled and wasted a look at the fruit on the table, but Xiao Jin had finished it. He couldn't help laughing and scolding: ”you food!”

He flicked on Xiao Jin's head: ”play here. I'll go out and have something to eat.”

At present, regardless of Xiaojin's objection, he went out directly.

I opened the door in vain. I just walked out for most of my body, but I bumped directly into someone outside.

”Sorry.” Idleness is a monk with high quality, so apologize quickly.

At the same time, he looked up and looked at it with a smile. But this look surprised him.

It turned out that there were two people.

The man looked at his age of about 50, his completely bald hair in the middle and his condescending momentum, which showed that he should be a leader.

In his arms, he also held a young woman who was as beautiful as flowers and had a hot and hot figure. Her face was as red as powder, and her body exuded a strong smell of wine. Snoring could be heard slightly. It seemed that she should be drunk.

”Walk with longer eyes!” The wretched uncle gasped and booed, holding the beautiful woman, and didn't forget to curse: ”shit, you're lucky. I'm in a hurry and won't care about you.”

When the wretched uncle finished, he saw that waste was still blocking the way. His anger immediately rushed to his forehead, pressed his voice and shouted, ”get away, or I'll ask someone to catch you.”

What a big official Wei. He wasted a little sigh. He was about to let the way open, but suddenly heard the woman in Uncle obscene's arms call out vaguely: ”let me go...”

”Eh!” Idly listening to the girl's voice seemed unwilling, with a kind of regret and chagrin. He was surprised and couldn't help looking at the woman carefully.

In this close look, the wasted eyes suddenly lit up.

The best, absolutely the best woman, and more exaggerated, this best woman is still a place!

I can't help but want to look up and laugh. It's really sleepy. Someone sent me a pillow.

He was glad that the heart demon Zen Sutra needed a very Yin and soft virgin. God immediately sent such a talent to him. What made him more happy was that this woman was still the best woman.

There are notes in the happy heart demon Zen Sutra that women are divided into four grades: inferior, middle, top and top. Of course, those who are not included are not included.

The higher the grade, the higher the starting point for opening the happy heart demon Zen Sutra, and the more favorable it will be for future practice.

It's like driving a super trot, running a small dirt road in the countryside and running the best top runway in the world. Can it be the same?

Therefore, it is particularly important to choose women.

I was still worried about it, but I didn't expect that it suddenly fell in front of me. I really felt hit by the huge happiness pie falling from the sky.

What's more, it's not pleasant to waste time looking at this wretched uncle. It seems that this guy scolded himself just now.

Hey, hey, now I have an excuse, brother. Oh, I'm a poor monk. Of course, I have to be brave and stand up for justice.

So he kindly reminded the middle-aged wretched uncle, ”benefactor, I just heard that the female benefactor asked you to let her go.”

The wretched uncle glared viciously and looked around. He seemed to be afraid of being seen: ”little monk, this is my wife. Don't mind your own business.”

Just as his voice fell, the woman in his arms suddenly struggled: ”no, I'm not your wife. Let me go.”

”Can you hear me clearly?” Looking at the wretched uncle with a smile, he reminded him again with kindness.

The wretched uncle was about to get angry. Suddenly, a security guard passed by the corridor. Seeing the situation here, he asked loudly, ”what's the matter?”

”It's okay, it's okay.” The wretched uncle obviously didn't want to be seen. After all, the current network is too developed. If he wasn't careful, he would be transmitted to the Internet, so he hurriedly rushed to the front of the waste and answered the security guard's words.