Chapter 13 (1/2)

”Cough...”

A light cough sounded from the depths of the temple, waking the lingering two people.

Idly looking up, he saw Zhitong's unfathomable appearance and walked slowly over.

In her arms, Zeng Rou turned her head and saw Zhitong. She was immediately shy and astringent. Like a frightened deer, she quickly took off from her wasted arms and hung her head close behind her wasted life. She didn't dare to lift it up, but with good quality, she still asked her to say hello: ”Hello, master.”

”Benefactor, you are polite.” Zhitong smiled, and the deep lines stretched out gently. Facing the sun, it was like the light of the Buddha. It was a feeling of being an expert.

Idleness would not be confused by this illusion. He was disturbed by the good deed. He was very upset and glared at his master: ”master, don't you want to chant scriptures and practice hard? How did you come out so soon?”

Zhitong didn't pay attention to the rising anger of idleness at all. Just Wan'er smiled and whispered, ”I saw you out for too long. I'm afraid something happened, so I came out to have a look.”

Wipe! That's a far fetched reason, isn't it?

In other words, a few days ago, I was surrounded by more than a dozen people by equation. Why didn't I see you come out to help the apprentice solve the siege?

Now when you see a beautiful woman coming to the door, you come out. You are really good at looking for opportunities!

However, he could only mutter these words in his heart. It was hard to say them. After all, Zeng Rou was right beside him. Anyway, this face should be reserved for the master.

”Thank you for your concern.” Although this is a waste of time, I don't want to say it, but at present, beauty must show her self-restraint. She just becomes very bad when she looks at Zhitong with Zeng Rou's eyes behind her back.

”Cough...” Zhitong gave a dry cough, resolutely not afraid, but secretly pointed to Zeng Rou with his fingers, flashed an obscene smile on his face, and said three words with his mouth.

”Happy Zen!”

These three words are like a body lowering technique, which makes waste like being directly hit by a bolt from the blue. Suddenly, the fierce stare in his eyes becomes a plea.

Zhitong smiled. The eminent monk's appearance was exposed, and his voice was indifferent and distant: ”idleness, Buddhism is profound and broad. You must communicate more before you can understand the essence, but everything should be measured, and you can't surpass it. You should understand this truth.”

How can you not understand what he was going to say? Suddenly, his face turned red: ”master, don't worry, I must remember it in my heart and never dare to understand it too much.”

”Now that you understand, I'm relieved.” Zhitong smiled vaguely and turned to go, but suddenly turned around and looked seriously at the waste: ”remember not to use it before the steel pestle is trained, otherwise it will be too late to repent in the future!”

When I saw the master's rare serious expression, I realized that this was definitely not to frighten myself. I felt guilty for a while, and thin broken sweat came out on my forehead.

He knew what master said about the steel pestle. That's what the happy Zen mentioned. The lifeblood of a man is called the steel pestle in Buddhism.

I can't help shouting. It's dangerous. When I was in the hotel, I almost

Zeng Rou was nearby and didn't understand what they said. At this time, seeing that Zhitong was far away, she dared to look up at vanity with a touch of embarrassment in her eyes: ”vanity, I have something I want to ask you.”

”What's up?” As soon as he wasted time, he grasped her catkin, gently held it in his hand and rubbed it slowly.

”Can you, can you return to vulgarity?” Zeng Rou held it for a long time and finally said such a sentence.

As soon as I heard that I wanted to return to the common customs, I suddenly thought of the joy Sutra in my arms. When I achieved success, I could not only enjoy the joy of fish and water, but also adjust Yin and yang to help me practice.

The infinitely bright immortal Avenue is waving to itself. How can you give up at this time?

The aura is so weak. The progress of ordinary cultivation methods is slow. I'm afraid they will die of old age before they become immortals. However, Shuangxiu took a shortcut and let himself give up. This can't be done.

He looked embarrassed and said slowly, ”I promised my master that I wouldn't return to vulgarity, so...”

But before he finished, he turned to see Zeng Rou's sad face, and suddenly felt a burst of boredom. He felt a pain in his heart for no reason. He blurted out: ”in fact, although I can't return to vulgarity, I may not be able to be with you.”

”Ah!” Zeng Rou was ashamed and annoyed. She clenched her lips and lowered her head. Her voice was as thin as a mosquito: ”this, how can this do, I, I...”