"Ahem, ahem, subsection, subsection, harmless, Miss Simon, I'm worried that you're treating me as a bad person. That's why he pretended to be a poor monk. But you should believe in my character, and I promise to be even more flawless than that white jade. Duan Shaojun let out a long sigh, he was obviously a living Lei Feng, but he was regarded as a bad person by this little girl, and he was definitely wronged by three points more than the goose of the Dou family.

"Badass! I was embarrassed to say that my character was so noble and ashamed. Miss Chu Chu's eyes almost burst into flames. I've seen shameless, but it's the first time I've seen such a cheeky one.

“…… Well? Duan Gongzi, what are you holding in your hand? Just as he was waiting to be persuaded by each other, he suddenly saw the chicken wings that Duan Shaojun had gnawed a few bites in his hand, and the abbot's face turned green, and he pointed at Duan Shaojun and gritted his teeth.

"Well, this is a wing, just now, I saw a grouse that fell off a cliff and died, and I had pity on my heart and body, and I wanted to bury it, but I was very hungry and thirsty in my belly, so I let it die by the way." Duan Shaojun hurriedly laughed.

The corner of the abbot's eyes jumped, and his expression began to become distorted and hideous. "Stinky boy, so you ate it? In this pure land of Buddhism, killing and eating meat? ”

Duan Shaojun's gaze fell on Ximen Chuchu's face, and the little girl seemed to have noticed the raging anger of the abbot of the dream, and her little face turned pale with fright, and she looked at a loss.

Seeing Ximen Chuchu's anxious and helpless look, his eyes looking at this side were also full of sadness. Duan Shaojun couldn't help but think of the cute little girl who had been fighting with him for the right to occupy the 38th parallel all the year round and wore a ponytail. His heart softened, and the ghost nodded in a hurry. "It tastes good, but unfortunately it's not too fat, and the oil is a little less."

Ximen Chuchu almost laughed, quickly turned his face sideways, and happily spit out his lilac tongue, seeing Ximen Chuchu's so cute and cute expression, Duan Shaojun couldn't help but subconsciously raise the corners of his mouth.

"You! You...... You actually dare to kill in the quiet place of Buddhism, and eat it, good and good...... "The old monk was so angry that his face was blue, and he even recited Amitabha.

Duan Shaojun continued to wave the half-gnawed chicken wings in his hand and said very dissatisfiedly: "Great monk, you must first find out whether this is a grouse or a fart." I didn't kill it, and besides, roast it and eat it, I admit that I did it, but the problem is, I'm not a disciple of Buddhism, and this is not a temple, so you don't have to be so annoyed, great monk, right? ”

"Shut up!" The dream bewildered abbot let Duan Shaojun's words make him hold back a mouthful of old blood. The angry three corpse gods jumped violently, and they couldn't wait to pick up the big blade and try the thickness of this guy's skin.

The voice of the abbot was not high, but in the ears of these two vindictive young people, it was like a lion's roar and thunder, deafening.

Duan Shaojun couldn't help but turn pale, shook his head a little dizzy, and looked at this old thing with wide eyes, obediently, this is the kung fu that the Buddhist masters often mentioned in the novel like to use to calm the field: the lion's roar?

That Ximen Chuchu was also shocked and pale, biting his lips tightly, his bright eyes revealing emotions that he didn't know whether he was happy or resentful.

Seeing the old chrysanthemum face glaring at him fiercely, Duan Shaojun rolled his eyes stupidly, and directly gave the old thief a bald back of his head.

The abbot's expression changed several times, and he finally took a deep breath. You can't be angry, you are also a high-ranking monk, and being angry with a cheeky stunned young man is really detrimental to your own master's demeanor.

Turning his face, he showed a kind smile, and whispered to Ximen Chuchu, who was so angry by Duan Shaojun's words that his face turned red, and his eyes were about to become cute big-eyed goldfish: "Xian's niece is not as knowledgeable as him, in fact, others are not bad, but that mouth is a little cheap." Ahem...... Amitabha, I didn't expect that the old man also committed the precept of anger. ”

"Uncle Monk, why don't you let me teach him a lesson, he, he's a big villain!" Ximen Chuchu gritted his teeth and puffed out his cheeks, if it weren't for the presence of this old monk who even had to respect his father, he would definitely step on this nasty, cheap-mouthed stinky monk to the ground, and let him see how powerful he was a tiger girl. But when I think that he has just rescued himself, it really doesn't seem like a bad guy.

"Okay, okay, why didn't your father come today?" Meng Yu hurriedly diverted the topic, and in order to prevent Duan Shaojun, a cheap guy, from continuing to mend the knife, he specially pulled Chu Chu away.

"My father went to Beijing yesterday to report on work, and I am afraid that it will take more than a month to return, so my mother went to the capital with my father. So the niece came over and asked the uncle what was the matter? Ximen Chuchu glared at Duan Shaojun hatefully and replied.

“…… This happened to be related to him. The abbot sighed helplessly, and quietly pointed to Duan Shaojun, who was standing next to him and holding a half-gnawed chicken wing in his hand in the shape of a jade tree in the wind.

Duan Shaojun gnawed on the chicken legs, seeing that the dream of the abbot and Ximen Chuchu squatting together, the ghost Chongchong didn't know what he was muttering, and he glanced at this side from time to time, and couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart, this old and young person shouldn't be calculating himself, right?

It's a pity that when I was crossing, my memory just got better, and my six senses were still average, besides, I had to be able to hear such a small whisper, unless my ears were smarter than a dog.

I saw that the abbot of the dream was ghostly, and Ximen Chuchu was puzzled at first, and then began to smile brightly, and when he looked at his gaze, he looked more and more weird, and it could even be said that he was schadenfreude, like a little fox who had caught his prey.

Duan Shaojun couldn't help but be shocked, could it be that this old thief was confused by selling his three-no black household to Ximen Chuchu as a slave?

"Duan Gongzi, your fate can be regarded as a settlement." The abbot turned his head and saw the chicken wings that were still pinched in his hand by Duan Shaojun, the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching, and he squeezed out a smile.

"Great monk, don't you say that I have to rely on this little girl for my death?" Duan Shaojun threw the chicken wings that had been gnawed into a skeleton in his hand into the pond of clear water and green lotus, and pulled it over, and the abbot of the dream lowered his voice. The corner of her eyes fell on Ximen Chuchu's body, where is there any grievance and resentment in this beautiful little girl's film, she is completely proud, just like a little fox who has successfully stolen chickens, no, it is a little fox spirit.

The abbot looked at the chicken bone floating in the pond, the corners of his forehead burst into green tendons, gritted his teeth, and forced out an ugly smile like constipation. "Of course not by her, but by her father, Simon Zhongxiong. The old man has already greeted her, and he will take care of your affairs for you when the Ximen County Guard returns. However, the Ximen County Guard returned to Beijing to report on his work. So, you go down the mountain with his daughter first. ”

"Where can I let this little girl pick me up?" Simon Brown Bears? What a strange name, Duan Shaojun reached out and scratched his itchy chin.

"Of course it's going down the mountain, do you want to become a monk? If you want to become a monk, then stay in the temple, and tomorrow the old man will shave you, and then teach you what the five precepts of Buddhism are. The abbot grinned, but the twitching corners of his eyes looked so ill-intentioned.

Duan Shaojun couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the scene of his bald shaved and gnawing on green vegetables and radishes. "Down the mountain, you have to do it."

"The child can be taught, so you can go with her, right?" The smile on the face of the abbot of the dream was even more hearty, and he pointed to Ximen Chuchu, who was standing not far away, with a hint of evil in his expression.

"Holy! You asked me to go down the mountain with this little girl who carried a sword that was as sharp as clay, and who kept looking at me unpleasantly? Great monk, don't you poison yourself because I roasted a grouse in the mountain behind your temple? Duan Shaojun said worriedly.

The abbot's head almost nodded subconsciously, but fortunately, the old guy reacted quickly and shook his head quickly. "Lao Qu can't help it, the captain of Ximen County returned to Beijing to report on his work, and he went for more than a month. Otherwise, you will continue to stay on the mountain, but you must not go out of the front and back doors of the monastery, let alone break the precepts, otherwise, the old man will really have to report to the official. ”

“…… Looks like you're trying to force me down the mountain? Duan Shaojun squinted the corners of his eyes, and said with an unkind expression.

"Of course you can understand that." The abbot smiled faintly, with an expression of light and light.

In the end, Duan Shaojun carried a bag of tears in his mouth, carrying an old rag wrapped in it, stuffed with two thousand copper plates and two ingots of one tael, one ingot and two taels of silver, and said goodbye to the abbot and the Hidden Dragon Temple with tears......