"Little and-"

"Female donor..." Wuhua forced herself to hold back the veins that were pounding on her forehead, and with a smile that was just right, she didn't look polite and didn't seem to be a big deal. She put down the wooden fish hammer in her hand and looked up and said, "It's not here to burn incense and worship Buddha. This is a Buddhist important place, and it is also a martial arts world. You-"

"I'm here to learn Buddhism too, why should I be so disgusted?" Luo Feiyu smiled and almost laughed wildly in his heart.

Wind! Water! Wheel! Flow! Turn!

God! Good! Return!

The seven wonderful monks who are gentle, polite, and unrestrained?

It was very good. In the desert, he suffered a lot under Wuhua's hands. This time he saw that he had already recovered it all in one breath.

Wuhua grew up in Shaolin since childhood. In order to gain the trust of Master Tianfeng and obtain the inheritance rights of Shaolin, his image in front of others is so excellent that it is impeccable. Just by looking at the waiter in the small teahouse in Putian, he has a look at his evaluation of him.

As long as he had one day in his mind thinking of eating Shaolin and joining Nangong Ling to dominate the martial arts world, he would never destroy his image.

Luo Feiyu calculated this point and dared to flirt with him with such a big swagger.

Wuhua endured it, walked to the window with a good temper, changed his words and said, "Laby..."

"Didn't I tell you my name long ago? You didn't call me that before, you-"

"Miss Xiuxiu!" Wuhua quickly interrupted her, her eyes slightly cold: "What the hell do you want to do?"

"I'm wrong, I've said it many times. It's Miss Xiu! Miss Xiu!" Luo Feiyu stood in front of him with his index finger, blocked his mouth, leaned over and leaned closer and said, "The little monk Feng Shen is handsome, has a lonely temperament, and is deeply impressed by my heart. How bland and boring eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddha's name is, why not follow me to return to the secular world!"

"... Chang Sun Hong!" Wuhua took advantage of his approaching time and used a voice that only the two of them could hear, and warned in a deep voice: "Don't forget your purpose in the Central Plains."

"Tsk..." Luo Feiyu's smile did not change. He liked to watch Wuhua change his face. When this person changed his face, he felt more comfortable than the Thunder Tence.

He also whispered: "Tomorrow is the January period, and your antidote for next month is still in my hands."

Shi Guanyin asked him to report Wuhua's wind to her at all times, calling it a helping Wuhua with his help. In fact, he just wanted to monitor whether Wuhua was rebellious against her. She was actually a little afraid of Wuhua. If Zhongyuan really fell into Wuhua's hands, Shi Guanyin might not be happy.

So the best ending is that Wuhua and Nangong Ling succeed in seizing the Central Plains, but because of their ungrateful affairs, they were "exposed at the right time" and they ended up being disgraced, so that they had to surrender to Shi Guanyin, and Zhongyuan would naturally fall into Shi Guanyin's pocket.

Luo Feiyu has fully stayed away from Shi Guanyin. As long as he did not commit suicide, he would make Shi Guanyin turn against him and sent people to the Central Plains to chase him - such as sudden disappearance - Luo Feiyu firmly believed that he could live a very nourishing life in this rich land.

Besides, if he just ran away like this, Wuhua would have no antidote and would have dug three feet to pull him out, and then he would have backfired.

Luo Feiyu is not stupid, and he is even very smart. It only takes some time for him to adapt to the world.

He generously entered the Zen room through the window, found a bed to rest when he was familiar with the door and walked, and made a "please" gesture to Wuhua.

"..." Wuhua sighed and sat down opposite him.

Wuhua is particularly cautious in the Central Plains. In order to avoid revealing flaws, he plays the wonderful monk Wuhua, who is so handsome that he is very good at his sage. Even when he is alone, his behavior is completely in line with his personality.

Not to mention that Master Tianfeng has paid great attention to Wuhua recently because of the "Show Girl".

So even though he wanted Luo Feiyu to shut up immediately now, he still pretended to be helpless and had a bit of headache, in front of a Buddhist disciple who was not in the world.

Now it is very popular in the world. It is said that a wonderful woman with a beautiful and powerful martial arts master fell in love with the wonderful monk Wuhua. She sneaked into Shaolin every day to tease the young monk, hoping that Wuhua would return to secular life day and night, and even the Shaolin abbot had no choice but to do anything to her.

What a pity that is called? The fallen flowers are intentionally flowing water and ruthless. What kind of character is Wuhua? Even if the Xiu girl is the most beautiful woman in the world, she may not be able to get her mind when she is focused on Buddha.

While everyone was regretful, they still couldn't help but talk about this matter. Whenever they mentioned it after dinner, they would smile knowingly. Even the gambling house was held, would the beg Wuhua touch the heart?

But they didn't think about it. If Master Tianfeng had not agreed, Luo Feiyu would not have such great ability to blatantly climb over the wall and run towards Shaolin Temple every day.

"I see that your master praises you on the surface, but he may not really regard you as a disciple in his heart. When I come to the door like this, he is afraid that I will kill you back to secular life and save you any suspicion."

"Amitabha, don't talk nonsense." Wuhua lowered his eyes and shouted the Buddha's name, rolled up his sleeves and cooked tea. His movements were elegant and beautiful, and he had excellent ornamentality.

Luo Feiyu was a little dissatisfied and said with a lip voice: "You Shaolin are too stingy. At least yesterday there was Bodhidharma tofu, so I will only give me tea today?"

Wuhua paused for a moment and said lightly: "Tea Zen is a slight slight."

Luo Feiyu was choked and said quickly: "...I won't say anything! You cook yours, I'll watch!"

This person's craftsmanship is indeed impeccable. Luo Feiyu only ate his vegetarian meal and then eliminated Wushan's clouds. A great motivation for running towards Shaolin every day is also the greed in his stomach.

But if Wuhua gets the opportunity to speak about Buddhism... Luo Feiyu, who thinks he has no Buddhist cultivation, is really going to run away.

He didn't look honest, and his chin was on the back of his hand and stared at Wuhua without blinking, as if he wanted to see him a flower, his eyes were extremely exposed.

"..." Wuhua was silent and said uneasy: "...Miss Xiu." Please restrain yourself!

Luo Feiyu showed his white teeth at him and even turned it on.

Wuhua: "…………” Did this person come to help him!

"Please." He pushed the teacup in front of Luo Feiyu, and Luoluo was quiet.

When the moon reaches the middle of the sky, a faint sky light reflects on the moon-white monk's robe, and the other half is illuminated by warm yellow lights, adding a bit of softness to the young monk who is like clouds hanging in the nine heavens.

Luo Feiyu looked at his face and didn't touch the tea. Instead, he sighed.

The Seven Wonderful Monks are understanding and have a perfect understanding of their position. Coupled with careful questions, they are not abrupt, but also make people feel good: "Why is Miss Shi...Si sighing?"

Luo Feiyu shook his head.

God knows what he was thinking just now was that if Wuhua, a dead bald donkey, was really showing his appearance in front of him, he would even get the sarcastic look...

This kind of pure and abstinent, spotless, gentle and graceful master... is suitable for him, a slutty bitch like him!!

But it just happened...

Luo Feiyu sighed again.

He knew that Wuhua was pretending to be a fake person. Even if Wuhua wanted to deceive someone, even a smart big shot like Chu Liuxiang would be deceived by him. But he still couldn't help but wonder whether Wuhua, who was bald in his dream, really existed.

Moreover, when he thought of Wuhua's true appearance, his ruthless and cruel appearance, Luo Feiyu's shaking soul was a little...

The blood boiled with thousands of swords.

I have to admit that Wuhua, who has a matching degree of up to 95%, is indeed very suitable for his appetite.

But Luo Feiyu really didn't dare.

"I actually really admire you." He finally raised the cup of tea and drank it all in one go. "Although I don't understand Buddha, I have heard people say that when I cook tea, you must be calm, get it in your heart, and respond to it; when you watch tea, you must be calm, have no distractions, and look at the ups and downs indifferently; when you reminisce, you must sit quietly, do your life in one day, and make a moment in one life..."

He raised his eyes and looked at Wuhua, and said in a affirmative tone: "You made Bodhicitta tofu for me yesterday, and seemed to be advising me to 'tofu was tasteless, salty and sweet', implying that the halo on you was all held by others, making me give up on you. But in fact, it was for your old monk to see, so that he felt that you were indifferent to fame and fortune."

"You cook tea for me today. Although I was disturbed by me, I couldn't talk about Buddha, but just cooking tea is enough to make your master think that your heart is like a mirror, the Buddha's heart is stable, and you are not moved by women's beauty, otherwise you will not be able to cook good tea even if you are upset."

Wuhua was exposed to his mind in person, without any expression, and only laughed and replied: "It turns out that in Miss Xiu's heart, I am such a person."

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"He asked you to tell me about Buddha, but it may not be that he hoped that you would truly enter the world, but you regarded this as his temptation to you," Luo Feiyu said with regret and complexity: "You little monk, you have too many thoughts."

Wuhua's face was not angry, and she said politely: "The Buddha was originally speechless."

Luo Feiyu rolled his eyes even more when he heard this. The Buddha was speechless and the tea had already entered his heart. Is this a different way to praise him for having Zen in his heart without fear?

"There are such shameless people in the world..." He complained in a low voice, but no longer had the interest in eating tea. He was about to jump out of the window, but hesitated for a moment, turned his head and raised his chin and said, "...I'll come tomorrow!"

Wuhua: "..." No, don't come!

The author has something to say: "When you think of a gentleman, you will be as gentle as jade, and you will be in the wall house, which will make me confused" comes from "The Book of Songs·Xiao Rong".
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