Gradually, with the help of wine, Cao Zhongde, who had just talked about the topic of Buddha and Zen language, asked with some curiosity. "Master, when I look at this Hidden Dragon Temple, it seems to be quite new, but some of the old halls are smoky and flaming, and there are many deficiencies that have not yet been completed, so what hardships have they gone through?"

The abbot sighed slowly, took a sip of wine, and began to speak slowly. “…… Speaking of which, my Hidden Dragon Temple has been built for two hundred years since the previous dynasty, although the time is not long, but it is not short. The war more than 10 years ago caused great disaster to this temple that was far away from the world. Although it was saved in time, it also damaged a lot of temples. Over the years, Lao Gong has been the abbot of the temple, and he has worked hard to ......"

After listening to the explanation of the abbot of the dream, Cao Zhongde suddenly realized. "I see, the master is really too hard."

Then the dream abbot continued to complain, just like Sanmao Wanderings and Thunderstorm? Well, it's Journey to the West that has gone through eighty-one hardships, and Cao Zhongde was full of emotion. Duan Shaojun was relishing, Li Xuan was confused, and Hu Xiaoniang continued to drink with a bitter face.

It seems that the words that Fang just dreamed of confusing the abbot caused him extremely heavy psychological pressure.

When Cao Zhongde heard that most of the plaques in the Hidden Dragon Temple were destroyed in the war, at present, the abbot of Mengfu was thinking hard about which master to ask to write. This buddy who was stunned by the dream abbot jumped up directly and volunteered to write all the plaques for the Hidden Dragon Temple.

Of course, as long as you don't dislike Master Dream and serve fine wine every day, even if I stay for three or five years, it's no problem at all.

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When the abbot heard this, he couldn't help but move his eyebrows, and slapped Cao Zhongde's ass with a grateful face. thinks that this guy is really anxious for justice and righteousness, and has the style of the ancient Meng tasted the king. Then, on the grounds that he had too little alcohol, the abbot sent Duan Shaojun and Li Xuan to take turns to toast Cao Zhongde and thank him.

In the end, less than an hour and a half after Cao Zhongde came to the Hidden Dragon Temple, he fell heroically in the old pavilion. His cousin looked at his cousin with a look of resentment. The thought of staying overnight in this monk temple with no girls and no flesh can only express the depression in my heart with gloom and speechlessness.

After the disciples and Cao Zhongde's family sent Cao Zhongde to the guest room, he took the towel handed by the disciple, wiped the sweat on his face, and took a sip of tea. His eyes fell on Hu Xiaoniang, who had been drinking for a long time, and said seriously. "Shocked nephew. Lao Wei has watched you grow up with Ximen Xian's nephew, Lao Wei has always hoped that you juniors can become talents, but unfortunately, except for Zhao Hengmei's kid, Ximen Dongliang's guy is simply not a piece of rotten wood, but he is also a little ambitious, but you ......"

The abbot shook his head. "You kid is like that thing that's rotten than rotten wood, how many times has your dad tried to prop you up the wall...... "How many times have you regretted not shooting this guy on the wall?" Duan Shaojun squatted to the side, viciously guessing the truth.

"Master...... I, I'm actually, actually pretty good. Hu Xiaoniang didn't dare to be angry, didn't dare to complain, and didn't dare to dance, because he was deeply in awe of this dream master who seemed to be Sven, but in fact, he was even beating himself.

When I was a child, the shadow was still there, and even my father only had to bow down in front of Master Mengfu, and he could count which onion he could count, so Hu Xiaoniang was very careful to defend himself without any substantive actions except for two sentences.

"Not a bad fart" The dream abbot really raised his eyebrows and began to break out, maybe because he drank a little too much today, the old guy reprimanded Hu Xiaoniang in a crooked tirade.

Li Xuan next to him listened to the training with an empathetic face, and Duan Shaojun rushed to the side of the abbot of Mengfu to make tea, while putting on a look of hatred and hatred from time to time.

Of course, occasionally he will explain a few words for Na Hu Xiaoniang, for example, he didn't go home in the past two days to entertain Cao Zhongde, a good wine and greedy cup, and he likes to treat Qinglou as his own residence.

took a sip of the tea brought by Duan Shaojun and cleared his throat, the dream master who had been addicted to training people was relieved to see Hu Xiaoniang's depressed expression, it seems that this kid can still save one or two.

"Since your father has found the old man, the old man also thinks that it is not a way for you to continue to mess around like this. In this case, tomorrow, you go home, show your father, and then pack your luggage and go up the mountain, and the old man will personally teach you, and strive for next year, so that you can enter the department in one fell swoop, and when the time comes, you can fulfill your father's long-cherished wish and serve the court well. ”

As soon as these words came out, Hu Xiaoniang's originally depressed face instantly turned into ashes. "Master, you, can that little nephew not enter the temple, the little nephew is willing to study hard at home, and he will definitely not be unprofessional......

"Nope." The abbot rolled his eyes and categorically rejected Hu Xiaoniang's suggestion, but after thinking about it, he said. "You enter the temple for three months, if you can meet the requirements of the old man within these three months, the old man will naturally let you go home, otherwise, instead of letting you drink all day and not do your job, it is better to let you shave out of the Buddha's door, so as not to cause trouble to your Hu family one day."

Hu Xiaoniang put her pleading gaze on Duan Shaojun and Li Xuan, both of them had a helpless expression, thinking about it, this old guy is so fierce, who will provoke him.

"Brother Jingfei, insist on it, three months, in fact, it is not long, for example, the younger brother arrived at Delan Pavilion, it was only a blink of an eye, and it took many months, but the feeling to the younger brother is that it has only been a few days." Duan Shaojun persuaded Hu Xiaoniang very righteously.

Muma, you soak this girl and that girl all day long, of course, when the yin is like an arrow, my brother will be locked up in this Hidden Dragon Temple by the master of dreams, there is no girl and no meat, it is definitely like a year, three months, isn't it equivalent to ninety years of confinement?

Hu Xiaoniang was desperate, so she could only sit down on the mat with a dejected ass, and the sadness in her heart could only be described with a bitter cauliflower.

Seeing Hu Xiaoniang's appearance, the corners of the abbot's mouth curled up in an evil arc, and he continued to put on an elder's face. "You don't have to be too frustrated, the old man will build a thatched hut for you to live in in the area behind the temple, so that a young man like you will not see oil meat for three months, there will be problems."

There is no girl who has meat, which makes Hu Xiaoniang feel that she has climbed from the eighteenth layer of hell to the seventeenth layer all of a sudden, although she still stays in hell, but she is better treated.

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sp; For this reason, Hu Xiaoniang was very grateful and said to Master Mengfu that she would definitely study hard, make progress every day, and succeed in the imperial examination next year.

Otherwise, maybe he was really thrown into the monk's temple by his crazy father to stay in the temple for a lifetime, and that life still has the meaning of a god?

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Ignoring Hu Xiaoniang, who had just climbed from the eighteenth layer of hell to the seventeenth layer of hell and was happy in her heart, Duan Shaojun began to complain in the ear of his master.

That's right, it's a complaint, of course, the object of the complaint didn't come today, so naturally Duan Shaojun slandered it, slandered it or something. However, for a righteous gentleman like Duan Shaojun, he really disdains to do this. Because Xuanzhen Dao Chang is like that, he doesn't need to be slandered by others, and he doesn't need others to slander him, and he can correctly look at the hob meat old lewd stick that can't be cut and chopped up.

Hearing Duan Shaojun's grievances, the abbot also felt that his old face was hot, and countless grass and mud horses were galloping in the Western Elysium in his heart. Why was he so careless back then, and he became a brother with such an unobtrusive thing.

The result? He first shaved his hair and entered the Buddhist sect to practice, and after he learned that this thing was disheartened because of his mother-in-law's affairs, he specially ran over to persuade him to enter the Buddha with him. As a result, this guy actually went to become a Taoist priest, isn't this antagonistic to himself?

Since he entered the Buddha Gate, except for wine, he has kept all the rules and precepts well, and that guy ...... It seems that there is not a single rule and precept that has not been violated.

Alas, if you are not careful in making friends, it would be nice if you cut your robe back then. How can it be like now, when it comes to that goods, there is always a sense of shame of making a bad friend by mistake. His grandmother is a Buddha's ...... The master of dream confusion couldn't help but speak rudely in his heart, and after waking up, he quickly recited Amitabha Buddha several times in a row to show repentance.

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