Vol 2 Chapter 532: Outsourcing

"Amitabha!"
A sound of Buddha overshadowed Yingying Yan.
In the laughter of "Master, don't go?" "Play again", Fahai walked around the curtain.
His robes were wet and covered with slender handprints.
On the bald head, I don’t know which woman kissed me. The red lips were printed in the middle of the ring scar. A pink apron was stuck behind the cassock and flicked as he walked...
Goh!
Goh!
A group of bureaucrats swallowed the saliva constantly, and the envious little eyes could not but pick up the monk's clothes and put them on their bodies instead.
Li Muxiao asked: "Master, how does it taste?"
Fahai didn't change color, he dropped the greasy soap in his hands to his feet, and smiled slightly: "Pink skull, but that's it."
"Master, what you say is wrong. Just grabbed a piece of soap from the slave's house and turned his face and said that people are skeletons. It's too conscienceless!"
"That is, it is the first time that the slave family has received the family members. It must be told to my gracious guests, and it must be particularly exciting..."
"Speaking of all, our sisters have been seen by the master. Are they considered to be the master's loved ones? I don't know if the master would like to spend us out of the sea of ​​suffering?"
"To tell me, the master is unwilling, he stole my apron!"
"Bai Lian, your little wave hoof is well-developed, and the apron taken by the master is worn on the body to ward off evil spirits..."
...
The whispering whispers of whispers, even Xiaoqing's blushing ears.
Fahai calmly took off the apron hanging from the cassock, and turned back into the mantle. He put his hands on it: "Thank you female donors for tempering the Buddha's heart for Lao, Amitabha. I think the female donors are suffering, since they want to After the poor monk passed away, Lao Kun recited a scripture for everyone, so that the female donors could be at peace for a moment.
Talking.
Fahai sat cross-legged in the mantle tent and folded his hands together to recite the Scriptures: "Looking at the free Bodhisattva, as long as the depth of the paramita is long, seeing the five aggregates are empty, all the misery, relics, color is not empty, empty is not different , The color is empty, the air is color, and the imagination is the same..."
With melodious chanting.
The noise stopped abruptly.
In the mantle tent, the solemn figure of Fahai Baoxiang actually showed a hint of holiness, which made no trace of blasphemy, and felt that everything was taken for granted.
Yayue's eyes gradually became clearer, and he didn't think it was so sinister and sinful for Fahai to recite the scriptures among a group of fruit girls.
Two phases contrast.
Li Xiaobai's methods really seem to be on the table.
"Lying trough, the old monk is indown enough." Li Hailong's eyes widened. "The fair and honest people are cheap, and people can't tell. This one has to learn..."
Hu Xiaotong glared at him angrily.
Li Mu was silent.
Xiao Qing frowned slightly, and looked at Li Xiaobai with puzzled eyes.
"Li Gongzi, Master Fahai is a good monk. Isn't our means overdone?" Li Gongfu walked up and said to Ai Ai.
"Li Shoutou must learn to look at the essence through phenomena. Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen were detained by him in Jinshan Temple, and Fahai's purpose was to make me a monk." Li Muchi laughed, "We all went to be monks, who will come To preside over the construction of the medical system, so much money has been invested, the shareholders are waiting for the return, the county prince is waiting for the achievements, the people are looking forward to convenient medical care, the disabled are waiting for the medical system’s fund assistance, countless artisans, farmers You can earn a livelihood from the construction of the medical system and support your family... Have you thought about all this paralysis, are there serious consequences?"
Li Gongfu suddenly froze.
"The chanting sound may calm the hearts of those who spend the time, but what the gracious union is doing can make them clean and dominate their future destiny. Be pragmatic, don't be reckless." Li Mu's voice is more than the chanting sound Penetrating, a few words broke the air field of Fahai, "Li Shoutou, do you still think I have done it?"
"Not excessive, not excessive at all." Xu Jiaorong came over and twitched Li Gongfu aside, whispering, "Li Gongzi, you are doing right, he is an old muddlehead, and the Chinese is all the monk I grabbed it and talked to the monk. I think he was blinded by lard. I support you. You must defeat the monk and save the Chinese. If you want me to say, you don’t have to argue with him. Whoever is wrong, he deducted the Chinese language, you just grab him and let the people of Jinshan Temple come to replace him."
"Thank you sister for reminding me that Chinese must be saved." Li Mu smiled. "People in Qiantang County cannot leave him."
In the conversation between Li Mu and everyone full of fireworks.
Fahai's smooth chanting sounds went up and down.
Just out of the women, Fahai, whose face did not change color, and a wrinkled forehead oozed a layer of fine sweat beads.
"Girls, don't soak in the water and listen to the scriptures, it's time to get cold." Li Mu smiled. "You're dressed to come out and watch the show. Your gains today are not small anymore. The Master Fahai at Jinshan Temple is not. It can confuse your mind, which is enough to prove that you are so natural, go back to operate and propagate, and you must have a prosperous business, and you will be fighting for gold!"
"Just follow Master Li's instructions."
"Mr. Li said very much."
The noise started again.
The sound of whirling water.
A lot of elder women stepped out of the tub with a laugh, wiped their bodies, and found their clothes to put on their bodies.
Fahai sighed, closing his eyes.
The sound of chanting stopped abruptly.
Li Mu looked at Fahai with a smile: "Mr. Zen, your practice is not enough, I am afraid you can't save me! In this battle, you lost..."
Fahai got up and walked out without expression: "Donator, please move again."
Li Mu smiled slightly: "Fa Hai, my goal is the world, I will not fight with you alone, you don't deserve it!"
Fa Hai was proud and arrogant, even if his magical power was not as good as Li Xiaobai, but he put himself in the same position as Li Muping from beginning to end.
You don’t deserve the three words, if he was bitten by thunder, he froze on the spot...
"Zen Master, times have changed." Li Mu smiled, "I hope your Buddha's heart can withstand it."
Fahai was silent for a moment: "So, Lao Gang will be beside the donor to see if the behavior of the donor messes up Lao's Buddha's heart!"
"Follow me?" Li Mu gave him a surprised look, waved his finger, signaled Li Hailong, and shook his head. "You think it's so beautiful!"
The voice fell.
In Fahai's horrified eyes, Li Hailong's evil charm smiled, and he held a large handful of soap shavings, which were scattered on the open space of the square.
then.
Inside the House of the King of the Chou.
Master Fahai squatted on the ground stiffly and began to pick up soap scum for the second time.
Everyone in the yard looked at Fa Hai who was squatting on the ground, and then looked at Li Xiaobai and three people. They showed great sympathy for Fa Hai. They were honestly staying in Jinshan Temple to practice well. , Don't live!
Xiaoqing looked at Li Mu: "Are you sure you are not torturing him?"
Li Mudao: "The old monk is too stubborn to give him something to do. We can't do anything he can. Do you believe it?"
Xiaoqing recalled what Fahai had done, and nodded thoughtfully: "Faith, but does this still involve a dispute of ideas?"
"Of course." Li Mu nodded with a smile. "The old monk is too stubborn to simply persuade him. It takes time and effort to please him. We will drive him out of the game, and then disintegrate his mind bit by bit from the general trend."
Xiao Qing frowned: "But I always feel that this idea is meaningless."
next to.
Hu Xiaotong bowed his head embarrassingly again, and she was the one who was most sorry for Fahai.