Vol 9 Chapter 242: Monk monk

Ye Qingxuan thought for a while, but no wonder.
After all, Yan Fengfei's reputation in Wulin Badao is extremely unbearable, which is also caused by the slander of her loved one. Of course, there is also the propaganda of Qu Longxing's old ghost.
Squeezing through a group of drunken white lotus worshippers, Ye Qingxuan found a noodle stall and sat down, called a bowl of noodles, and immediately after taking a sip of soup, he heard someone slamming the table and yelled: "You thief monk, Lao Tzu sees that you are also a Buddhism man, so you donate a bowl of meat dumplings, how dare you not give face? The sensational hurry up and eat the dumplings, otherwise don't blame Lord Buddha I'm welcome!
Ye Qingxuan sighed, and unexpectedly encountered another demon monk in the Bailian religion to cause trouble. Since Zhu Wusheng returned to the rivers and lakes, these monks of the Bailian religion have become more and more arrogant.
Turning his head, he saw a white lotus monk wearing white clothes like a snow monk, stepping on a chair with one foot, and frowning at a monk next to him.
The monk's most eye-catching thing was the baina monk's robe on his body. I didn't know how many patches were applied on it. It was available in all sizes and colors, just like a flower boy.
He was such a poor monk, he had washed his monk's clothes cleanly, his face was very white, his appearance was in his early thirties, there was a bit of British spirit, his eyes were dull, and he looked extremely honest and timid. .
Because no matter how the monk on the opposite side humiliated him, the monk was like a schoolboy who admits his mistake, but looked down at his toes.
A new pair of straw shoes, a pair of white big feet.
It's hard to imagine that a poor monk who lives and sleeps in style can have such clean feet.
Like his monk's clothes, clean.
When Ye Qingxuan glanced over the poor monk, the poor monk, who was originally like wood, shook his toes slightly, apparently touching, and Ye Qingxuan looked a little surprised.
The poor monk sat on the chair in a regular manner, but looked down at his feet, his eyes were dull and stagnant. He didn't listen to the opponent's rebuke at all, and forgiven the Bailian monk.
Seeing the lively Bailian congregation not far away, he immediately laughed and ridiculed the white lotus monk.
The white-faced monk, who was apparently shameless, suddenly burst into flames and slammed the poor monk, cursing: "Stupid monk, are you deaf? Dare to ignore your Buddha?"
The poor monk froze slightly and looked up and said, "This donor, what do you say?"
Hahaha ...
A bunch of white lotuses laughed wildly.
The white lotus monk's eyes flew fiercely, but his voice suddenly became cold, and he said in a deep voice, "The Lord Buddha invited you to eat this bowl of meat ..."
"The poor monk is vegetarian." The poor monk dropped his head even lower.
There was a smirk on the face of the monk Bailian, and he said lightly, "I am a Buddha Maitreya. Buddhist monks can eat ravioli instead of vegetarian ..."
As soon as this remark was made, all the monks of Bai Lian stopped smiling and stared straight at the poor monk.
Murderous sudden increase.
Since Zhu Wusheng claims to be "Buddhist orthodox", all his disciples have presided over themselves. If several other Buddhist disciples keep ordering, they will be dismissed as heresy and betrayed. Now the white lotus monk tempted with this words, apparently forcing him If you dare to comply, if you dare not follow, the guarantee is the result of the death.
At this time, everyone around them stopped the tableware and faced each other.
Many neutral martial arts people have sweated for the poor monk in the palm of their hands. I just hope that this monk will not be stubborn, so as not to lose his life in vain.
The poor monk also seemed to be aware of his crisis, glanced at the Bailian monks with one palm, raised his palm, and announced the sound of the Buddha. Just when everyone thought that the monk would stubbornly adhere to his faith, he saw The poor monk raised the soup bowl, grunted, and ate the bowl of meat soup with soup and meat.
laugh--
The martial arts people who were still worried about the innocent lives of the poor monks could not help but scoff at them, and instantly felt disdain for his pockets.
Only Ye Qingxuan could see God, and he was very interested in this monk.
The poor monk drank all of it and gave a gift to the white lotus monk, thanking him, "Thank you, Brother, for your generosity."
"Slow!" The monk Bailian raised an eyebrow and said suddenly: "The monk, see you still know the current affairs, it is better to join me Bailian Buddhism, worship in my door ..."
The poor monk hurried a ritual and replied: "The little monk has pleaded guilty. The little monk already has a sect, and without the order of his master, he is afraid to change the court."
The Bailian monk's face was so stinky that he said coldly, "Since it's not my Bailian Buddhism, why do you dare to eat meat?"
The poor monk bowed his head and murmured: "The little monk suddenly thought of Master's sentence: wine and meat passed through the intestines, and the Buddha stayed in my heart. Since I have a Buddha in my heart, I never killed the pig myself, and then chopped it into meat The stuffing is made into ravioli ... rather than eating it out of the body, it is better to eat as if in the belly, praying for the chanting day and night, hoping that it will become bliss early and turn into humanity in the next life.
There was a quiet scene, immediately shocked by the theory of the poor monk, and then a "coax", everyone laughed and couldn't help themselves.
"Hahaha, laugh me to death, for the meat filling ... hahaha ..."
"This is the first time I've heard someone find such an excuse. It's amazing ..."
"It's not a miracle, it's a genius. Brother, be sure to include this monk under the door, I don't know how fun it will be in the future ..."
Hahaha ...
The white lotus monk also burst into tears and couldn't help taking a step forward. He patted the poor monk's shoulder and panted, "Haha, monk, you are really interesting. Lord Buddha understands that your master is also a wonderful woman. Why do n’t we worship together under our door? Where is the teacher? Which temple is the monk?

Even if everyone laughed, the poor monk's face was as usual, but he bowed his head and bluntly said, "The master is already an old man, and the young monk is ordering Yangzhou Lingyin Temple!"
The laughter stopped.
The white lotus monk stood sternly, his eyes shot a fierce light, "What did you say?"
The poor monk was still indifferent, saying lightly: "The master is old, and the little monk orders Yangling Lingyin Temple!"
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Lingyin Temple.
The largest temple of the Southern School of Zen.
Decades ago, it was destroyed by the Bailian religion. The reason was that the master of the temple "Pig Iron Buddha" printed airdrops on the Bailian religion and led the Bailian worshippers to kill the leader and took the temple treasure "Kowloon tin rod".
Later, Ye Qingxuan and Ru Hua returned from the holy land to fight against the Bailian religion. In the end, they killed Yin Kong and seized the "Kowloon tin rod".
I originally thought that the pulse of Lingyin Temple has long been lost. I never thought that on this evasive island, I met a poor monk known as a disciple of Lingyin Temple. How can this not surprise a lot of white lotus monks?
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