MTL - The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism-Chapter 67 There are wolves on the mountain

Jing Yan swaggered: "I'm not just guessing, but seeing more. Anyway, this kind of person is better, can provide us with a lot of news content, otherwise the world is not too light?"

"Mr. Cai, I think what Jing Yan said is reasonable. Look at this temple, this remote and remote place, who would burn incense and worship the Buddha? If there is no way to make a fortune, how could this temple be so new? I have also seen remote temples, Which one is not run-down will collapse at any time. "Chen Jing helped Gu Jingyan.

Cai Fang opened his mouth and was speechless. He nodded, "Let's go in and see."

"Also, the Lord hasn't come yet, we go in and get around, get familiar with the venue, and choose a good position in a while." Chen Jing finished, and attentively invited Jing Yan together.

Jing Yan didn't refuse either, she followed Chen Jing quickly to the temple, and the cameraman behind her shook her head slightly, and they were too lazy to ignore the arguments of several people. They just need to take good pictures.

A group of six people quickly arrived at the gate of the monastery.

Cai Fang looked up at the plaque of one of the temples and said, "Without talking about the characters on the Internet, the word on the plaque of the temple is good. Fang Fangzheng is righteous."

"Teacher Cai, I don't understand the word, I don't care what the word is. Just watching the result of the game for a while, if the young monk has no ability, hey ... What if this plaque is Yan Zhenqing's Mo Bao?" Jing Yandao .

Cai Fang shook her head slightly, and was helpless for Jing Yan, a newly-born beauty reporter, who had a strong background and did have some real materials, and several news broke out in front. Now it is the celebrity of Montenegro.

"Amitabha, several donors, is there anything wrong with coming to this temple?" Just then, a peaceful voice sounded around the people.

Jing Yan was startled and criticized the temple with her mouth. Actually, she didn't understand the words. If she didn't understand, she wouldn't be sent. She was just attracted by the words on the plaque. One didn't notice, and there was such a cry from the side, it was really startled.

As the saying goes, do n’t be afraid of a ghost knocking on the door if you do n’t do something bad, and you are still flustered. Especially the bad words behind people were heard by others ...

Jing Yan heard the sound, and saw a white monk standing at the door. The monk was dressed in white, with a bald head, slender fingers, and no extra nails. The whole body felt clean. This is a clean and refreshing monk!

The monk slightly raised his head, a gentle smile on his face, making people feel like a spring breeze. This smile, unlike the old monks, with majesty in the banquet, just makes people feel that this monk is very warm ...

"It's really a pretty monk." Jing Yan muttered in her heart. It is certainly not appropriate to describe a man by pretty, but this is the first word that appeared in Jing Yan's heart. However, Jing Yan immediately discovered that the monk in front of her was the monk in Wu Changxi's Weibo photo!

After setting the goal, Jing Yan's feelings in the heart instantly dropped to the freezing point, and she said, "Good little liar monk, not to mention anything else, this acting can go to get Oscar, almost deceived the girl's golden eyes! Calligraphy It takes years of hard work, plus talent and the guidance of a famous teacher to get results. How old can this young monk be? At the age of the picture, he certainly didn't write it! But he put it out to show off. Swan scum among foreign defeats! "

Thinking of this, Jing Yan was about to speak.

Cai Fang has spoken: "Hello young monk, we are a reporter from Heishan City. I heard that you are going to discuss calligraphy with Ouyang Huayu, a famous calligrapher in Heishan City, and come to watch the competition, and record and report."

When Founder immediately hesitated, he suddenly said, "Heishan City? That's a long way ... Are you a reporter from Heishan City? Poor monks and calligraphers are studying calligraphy? Is this ... are you looking for the wrong place?" Founder rummaged through his memory and didn't remember when he had a match with anyone! Being a monk is not for fame and wealth, and he can't go down to the mountain. He ca n’t even think about it, but also go out to join someone else to play the game? Is it possible?

Cai Fang said arrogantly: "Little monk, this is not a joke. It has been so noisy three days ago in the media. Mr. Ouyang Huazhen agreed with you to play today. Counting the time, Mr. Ouyang Huazhen soon Coming soon, along with the president of Heishan City Calligraphy Association and other calligraphy enthusiasts ... "

"I see, young monk, you are seeing things getting bigger, are you afraid?" Just then, Jing Yan said weirdly.

Founder shook his head and said, "Amitabha, monks don't slang, poor monks really don't know about this competition."

"Don't know? Don't you let Wu Changxi make a photo and spread it all over the world? Don't know, you let Wu Changxi run to the Heishan City Calligraphy Association to make trouble? Don't know, do you dare to promise a million bets? Little monk, dare to act, Then you are still a man. Otherwise, you still do n’t have to become a monk, go to the Forbidden City to see, maybe even recruit eunuchs. ”Jing Yan said.

Chen Jing, who was together, immediately reconciled, "Eunuchs must be honest to apply?"

When Founder heard it, his heart was on fire, and the woman looked beautiful in front of her. Who did he mess with? Did she just target him like that? What's more, he really doesn't know! When he was aggrieved, the Founder was also angry, and he directly declared a Buddhist slogan: "Amitabha, several donors, if you ask for incense, please ask inside. If it is all right, the poor monk will not be accompanied."

After that, Founder turned and left! Regardless of who you are, the poor monks are not accompanied!

"Stop! This little monk, if you let it go, is it farting?" Jing Yan retorted.

Fang Zheng frowned and waved, "Why do you admit what the poor monk hasn't said? Donor, Buddha door is a quiet place, don't make a loud noise. In addition, there are wolves on the mountain, be careful.

"A wolf? Haha ... scare me? I have n’t seen any animals from my aunt? I ’ve hunted lions in Africa, and bears in Russia. What is a wolf? But you are six unclean. "It's your pervert, right?" Jing Yan cried.

As soon as Founder heard about it, he had encountered a vixen.

Founder strode into the backyard, then kicked the lone wolf lying on the ground and basking in the sun: "Your host is bullied, how do you protect the Buddhist law? Hurry up and work! Otherwise, you have no food tonight!"

When the lone wolf heard the front, he was still lazy. When I heard no food, my eyes became red! The world is big, why is he a wolf monk? The first is afraid of being beaten, and the second is for that fragrant rice! Who dares not let him eat? Fight!

At this moment, the sound of shivering footsteps came from outside, and Jing Yan's voice followed: "Little monk, what about the wolf? How about the wolf? Why didn't I see it? You let him come out! Hum ... liars, gibberish liars ... "