Chapter 1242: Living Treasure Monk

Because of the strong mental pressure, the janitor monk hurriedly ran away "in a hurry like a lost dog" to look for someone. At the same time, he was greatly annoyed in his heart: "Alas, I knew that he was actually 'possessed by the Buddha's master', so why should I be this wicked person? If I deliberately avoid it, how can I find it?"

In fact, this unlucky monk really guessed well. Piao Wu was annoyed by his obstruction, so he mischievously wanted to teach him a lesson, so as soon as the monk's front foot left, Piao Wu's hind foot followed.

"Haha...... Why bother looking for it, the kid is already uninvited!"

Hearing such a voice, all the masters of Baochan Temple were overjoyed, and they couldn't hold their breath and shouted: "Haha...... Good time, good time!"

"The little benefactor Buddha frame came, but I didn't expect to be blocked by the little monk of our temple. The old man is really sorry!" said the presiding officer of Baozen Temple, Ashi, apologetically.

"The abbot doesn't have to be like this. Actually, the kid is also reckless. Besides, the one just now has also been punished. Let him go out and look for a ...... for three or five days."

Before he finished speaking, the fat monk shouted: "This is no problem, have you ever heard of the first seat of the Law Enforcement Hall? That little monk, he must not be called back in five days." ”

One of the monks immediately walked out of the high-ranking monks, and he only accepted the order to pass the message.

Just now, there is no trace of the identity of the host of the Baochan Temple according to the position and clothing, and now when I look at this posture, I think I have made a mistake, so I am a little ashamed and tentatively asked: "I don't know, this senior monk is ......?"

"This is the old man's junior brother, who has always been reckless and does not know the severity, and I ask the little donor to forgive me. The presiding officer of Baochan Temple hurriedly explained.

After hearing this, he knew that his judgment was correct, and he didn't feel that his mood had improved, and he said with a smile: "Haha, this is the true nature of a person in temperament." The boldness of the master, and even the temperament of the boy!"

When the fat monk heard this, he couldn't help but dance and laugh loudly, and wanted to hook up with the floating without a trace to show their mutual appreciation and affection.

"Evil obstacles, monks, how can words and deeds be insignificant?"

Hearing the host's angry shouting, the fat monk had no choice but to withdraw his hand, but he didn't feel ashamed or embarrassed at all, he just protested aggrievedly: "Senior brother, I just like this kid and want to be close to him." ”

The presiding officer of Baochan Temple did not seem to have a very good way to deal with this fat monk, and when he saw that he was somewhat restrained, he turned to Piao Wuxian and said: "Hehe, look at the old man, he is very old, and he doesn't know how to entertain himself. Come on, little donor, please follow the old man into the backyard meditation room and talk about it again!"

"Haha...... I like this. The fat monk was the first to respond, and he jumped to the front with a "swoop", and led the way with a bumpy and excited.

The presiding officer of Baochan Temple was also helpless about this, just shook his head and sighed, and then walked to the backyard without a trace.

Although Baochan Temple is a place outside the party, because it also belongs to the Jianghu sect, a large group of high-ranking monks, including the abbot, are all very powerful people. Only the fat monk is babbling, which makes people see through it at a glance. However, it is such a childlike feeling, but it makes Piao Wuxian have the most favorable impression of this person. Moreover, without a trace, this fat monk seems to have an extraordinary status in Baochan Temple, and the power that can be exercised seems to be second only to the presiding officer of Baochan Temple. This can't help but make Piaowu feel very curious about it.

Along the way, it seems that he is walking in an ordinary farmhouse courtyard, but what kind of person is there to disappear? After scanning the divine sense, it is found that behind the calm on the surface, there is actually a great danger hidden. At this moment, as long as the slightest ill-intentioned heart is revealed, a large number of masters will immediately swarm out from the roadside jungle or the ground ear room. I'm afraid, in just an instant, you'll be drowned in the crowd.

After about half a cup of tea, he drifted away without a trace, and followed the fat monk through the deep Zen courtyard to a simple and simple house. It doesn't seem to be a meditation room, but a place where the usual treasures of the temple are held. Sure enough, after entering, I saw a huge hall without a trace, but the facilities were very simple, just hundreds of futons neatly placed, plus some incense tables and candlesticks.

"Little benefactor, please take a seat!" said the abbot of Baochan Temple, pointing to a futon in the middle.

"In front of the abbot, how dare the kid sit high?" said without a trace, "as long as you accompany the abbot, the kid will be satisfied." ”

"The little donor is a guest from afar. How can the old man sit on the throne? This is unreasonable. The abbot of Baochan Temple politely insisted.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a figure flashed, and with a "poof", he sat on the futon in the center without giving up, and said without words: "Haha...... Isn't it just a seat? Isn't it worth being pushed back and forth like this? If you don't sit down, then I'll sit down!"

Such rude behavior naturally aroused the disgust of everyone, and everyone looked angrily and saw that it was the fat monk, and immediately turned around one by one, pretending not to see it.

Floating without a trace, seeing everyone's reaction in his eyes, it became more and more strange. However, in this kind of scene, it is not easy to ask questions.

"What kind of madness are you doing?" asked the abbot of Baochan Temple angrily.

"Senior brother, who is crazy?" the fat monk asked unconvinced, "Isn't it just a seat? Why do you have to distinguish between high and low? Isn't this just like a person's stinky skin, coming and going naked, beautiful and ugly, fat and thin, high and low, not all the same?"

The abbot of Baochan Temple was stunned, and he couldn't find a rebuttal, but the monk was different, not only did he become angry because of this, but praised it convincingly: "Haha, the senior brother is reasonable." It's the senior brother who is just a formality. However, since we were born in this world, we still have to talk about the regular etiquette. ”

Drifting without a trace, the abbot of Baochan Temple still insisted on asking the fat monk to give up his seat, so he hurriedly played a round and said: "The abbot doesn't have to be like this, in front of all the monks, this first seat, the kid will never dare to sit!"

The abbot of Baochan Temple saw that there was no trace of the resolute attitude, so he did not say much, but shouted angrily "evil obstacles", which was separated from the floating without a trace and sat on both sides of the fat monk. In this way, it has become the abbot of Baochan Temple and the momentum of the arch guard of the fat monk without a trace.

Although the fat monk was reprimanded, he didn't care at all. On the contrary, when he saw his senior brother and honored guest accompanying him on the left and right, he was still complacent. It can be seen that what he said just now that "there is no distinction between high and low skins and seats" is just to ask others. Otherwise, why would he be so happy after taking the throne?