Zhen Ming sat on his shoulder, only feeling the wind whirring in his ears, without the slightest sense of turbulence, and he was simply shocked by this fat monk.

That's not all, the abbot not far away picked up more than a dozen small stones from the ground, and hit Zhen Ming hard from the top, middle and bottom three ways, the speed was strange, I didn't expect the fat monk to walk a few footsteps, and those stones and hidden weapons all failed, and they were amazing.

After going around, the fat monk finally returned to the abbot, put Zhen Mingku, did not pant and did not blush, with a smug look on his face, staring at Zhen Mingku.

The abbot said with a smile on the side: "Although it is not easy to eat the brain, you can learn martial arts since childhood, a natural divine power, once carried the old man to run a hundred miles a day, no fatigue, is too much to eat, and like to eat meat, you can't stop your mouth when you eat, the temple rules are strict, although he has been shaved, but he can't change this greedy habit, repeatedly violate the temple rules, the old man can't, so he has to be placed in the orchard of this back mountain......"

He pointed to the poultry in the orchard, "These are all self-raised, and he never bothers others, he is self-sufficient." ”

The fat monk's face became more and more proud, his chubby face was glowing, his eyes were gone when he laughed, and only a round fat was left on his face.

The abbot's voice changed: "But after all, this is a holy place of Buddhism, and the amount of food eaten is getting bigger and bigger, Lao Wei really can't bear to let him starve, and wants him to go down the mountain, but he is worried that his simple and kind nature, and he has been deceived by traitors and used by others, after all, he has to do evil, with some karma, he is in a dilemma how to place him, today Zhen Shi Zhu came to this Shaolin Temple, it must be the will of God, Lao Gu has a reluctant request, I don't know if Zhen Shi can do Lao Gu a favor and take him down the mountain, Let him wait in front of your saddle and behind the horse, as long as he can feed him every day, he doesn't have any thoughts, just a child's heart, a tendon for people, and his strength, I believe it is not a problem to show you a home, do some rough work or something......"

Zhen Ming understands that this old monk is throwing and dragging oil bottles, what does he want such a coolie to do, if you want to talk about foot power, people's foot strength can be compared to horses, besides, this head, this amount of food, is simply a bottomless pit, how much is a head? The mountains are overwhelmed.

How dare he agree, he hurriedly shook his head, feeling that he was wronged by this old monk, and it was not enough to donate money to him, this old monk still wanted to stuff this hot potato to him, and he was stunned to treat him as a nanny.

secretly thought that he was really worthy of being an old treacherous and cunning who was born as a thief in Jiangyang, what kind monk is an old oilman, this kind eyebrow and kind eyes are estimated to be pretended, what kind of Shaolin Temple did he enter, and he accidentally fell into the big pit.

Zhen Mingku hurriedly refused and said: "The abbot is really difficult for a strong man, if you need silver, just say directly, if three thousand taels is not enough, I will let people send another 10,000 to your temple another day, which can be regarded as a little bit of my heart for your temple, and also donate a merit to the lady, as for this fat brother, you should keep it for yourself to show you the garden, I have my own horse, so I won't keep much, farewell." ”

After speaking, he didn't dare to stay longer, arched his hand, and even lost the interest in playing and enjoying the scenery, so he was embarrassed to get rid of the back mountain gate and go down the mountain......

The abbot looked at his embarrassed back, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and muttered to himself: "There is a fate to meet thousands of miles away, but there is no chance to meet on the other side, this fate is destined, how can the donor say no, don't ...... Eat it all, do you remember what the master told you about destined people? ”

He was chewing the bones of the chicken legs under his steel-hardened teeth, swallowed them in one gulp, raised his head when he heard the words, and looked at the old abbot in a daze.

The old abbot wiped the chicken bone scum from the corner of his mouth with his robe, and smiled lovingly: "Silly boy, today your destined person finally appeared, just now the secret guard general Zhen is bitter, it is your destined person, from today onwards, even if the master is full of merits, you will follow him down the mountain in the future, the things in his house are enough for you to eat for several lifetimes......"

After eating all the words, he fell into a deep sluggishness, as if he had sunk into some kind of beautiful fantasy, and then grinned, saliva flowed, reached out to wipe the saliva, and knelt down for the abbot with a pop......

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Zhen Mingku went down the mountain road, finally reached the foot of the mountain, stopped and looked back behind him, but didn't find anyone coming, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "This old monk, it's too tricky, which is the Taojing, it's just to eat and wipe clean, the pit people don't show traces, and the oil bottle is not thrown like this, do you think I look like a wronged person?" If you want to dump such a foodie at me, you don't want to think that my uncle is also a pit person, and you want to pit me? There is no door, if it weren't for your age, you look like a high-ranking monk, you wouldn't have been smacked in the face. ”

All the way to the bottom of the mountain, he was about to pick up the horses from the house where the horses were kept, when the family saw him coming, they greeted him like a savior.

"Official, you can be counted as coming, if you don't come again, everything that can be eaten in my house will be made for the fat monk."

Zhen Ming sighed bitterly when he heard this, and raised his eyes to look in the direction the family was pointing.

I almost didn't faint when I saw it.

Who could it be if it wasn't the fat monk who was on the mountain just now, at this time I saw him sitting by the stable, setting up the stove alone, moving out the pots and pans he had brought, and actually burning firewood by himself and starting a gang.

Around him, there were chicken feathers and a few cleanly slaughtered chickens, which he put into the pot, and there were no ingredients, so he burned them with water.

A homemade rough cart stopped beside him, with a dozen big fat sheep tied to it, and it seemed that he had brought out all his net worth.

"Official, you must take this god away for us, we can't afford it, we ate four or five chickens in the blink of an eye, not even the bones are left, and we haven't eaten enough, this is to eat the mountain down, how can we, the poor family, withstand his way of eating......"

"The horse sent you, you should have never seen me." Zhen Mingku dropped a sentence, turned around and hurriedly walked into the distance.

He didn't even want a horse, as long as he could shake the plague god away.

The lord wailed: "Lord, what is the use of my horse for you, giving me ten horses is not enough for him to stuff his teeth, you should take it away, he is here to find you...... Official......"

Zhen didn't care if he lived or died, and left without looking back.

The master gritted his teeth and shouted at the fat monk: "Master, look, your destined person left you and ran away, why don't you catch up quickly......"

The fat monk raised his head when he heard this, and looked at Zhen Mingku's back, sure enough, he was his own destined person, regardless of whether the chicken in the pot was cooked or not, and regardless of whether the water in the pot was boiling, he reached in and grabbed it, as simple as probing the bag and taking things, took two straw ropes and a bolt, hung them around his neck, hung them, grabbed the handlebar of the board car with one hand, and grabbed the rope of the sheep with the other, and strode towards Zhen Mingku.