Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 388
After reading the interesting storybooks in Zangshu Pavilion, Fuchen began to think about "The Monkey King".

she wants to see.

She wants to see!
There is no "Monkey King" in the huge hidden golden pavilion, Fuchen is very angry.

"Why is there no "The Monkey King" in the library? You go buy it. Go buy it. Buy it and put it here." Fuchen pestered the little monk to buy books.

"Sponsor, "The Monkey King" is just a joke, not a scripture, and it will have no effect on future generations or my Buddha, so why should it be preserved and passed on?" The little monk said with a smile, brushing continuously.

"Damn it." Fu Chen's roots kicked away the brush, "Who said it's useless? Isn't "The Monkey King" about Buddhism?"

"It conflicts with the Buddhist theory." The little monk argued with Fu Chen.

"Didn't you say that everyone has a heart and a Buddha?" Fu Chen stared at the little monk's eyes, "Since everyone has different Buddhas, why only let your Buddha be released?"

The little monk responded calmly, "There are rules in the world, and scriptures have testimonies. Everyone has a Buddha, but not everyone has a Buddha for the world. More is a Buddha for oneself. A Buddha who can provide life for the common people in the world."

Fuchen's mind turned.

what to do?was refuted.If it cannot be dismissed, there will be no "Monkey King".

Fu Chen racked his brains and got it. "What is the small self? What is the big self? What is accepted by you is the big self? What is accepted by most people in the world is not the big self?" Fuchen found a point and said loudly.

"There are laws and regulations, so naturally they come according to the laws and regulations."

"What is the basis for the testimonials?" Fu Chen refused to let go.

"The way of heaven."

"What is the basis of the way of heaven?" Fuchen asked.

"sky."

Fuchen smiled, and she finally found a breakthrough, "The sky will change, and the way of heaven will also change."

The little monk was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "It's really surprising that the benefactor has an anti-heavenly thinking. The benefactor will definitely become someone who stirs up the world in the future."

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Fuchen subconsciously straightened the straw.

Little monk... I used to call myself a poor monk.Ah ha ha.Will she have to call herself "adult" to herself in the future?Floating dust has beauty in its heart.

""The Monkey King" cannot be placed in the Sutra Pavilion." The little monk concluded.

Fuchen's smile condensed, staring at the little monk without saying a word.

After a slight pause, the little monk added, "The little monk can put it in the little monk's house at his own expense."

Oh ho ho!The floating dust jumped a foot high.He yelled loudly, "Don't worry, follow me, you will be a person who does big things regardless of trivial matters. Haha." Fu Chen smiled happily.

The little monk looked at the urchin-like floating dust and smiled.

In the third day of junior high school, the little monk went out with a small grass on his back. Afraid of being recognized and causing trouble, the little monk went out wearing a bamboo hat.

It is the habit of peasants to bring coir raincoats and bamboo hats when going out.It often rains in summer, and even if it doesn’t rain, you can still get your clothes wet when you walk through the forest.

The Four Seas Foxin Temple is a big temple, where the Wei Tuo Bodhisattva can live for free for three days with his magic pestle on his shoulders, and the monthly money for the monks will naturally not be less.

Although the monk has become a monk and returned to the Buddha physically and mentally, he is still in the mortal world after all.Monks who become monks also buy some melon seed tea to soothe the smell when there is an emergency, or if there is something in the house, it can also help one or two.

The little monk has no family and is alone.The money I have saved in the past few years is more than enough to buy a few copies of "The Monkey King".

Fuchen is two fingers tall, and the two leaves are running on the mountain road of the mountain with the paper bag on their shoulders.The white roots of the grass are splashed with gray stains.

From the perspective of the little monk looking down, only the moving paper bags can be seen.

When the stars fell into the night, the two guys returned home stepping on the mud.Entering the temple through the small gate, scooping up mountain spring water in the kitchen to wash the roots of the dust.

The little monk washed very seriously.Gently scrub the grass roots with the floating dust.

Fuchen couldn't wait, opened the book to read, subconsciously stretched his body to prevent the book from being trampled by the water.

Mu Shen looked at Xiaocao who had suddenly jumped up to half his height, and laughed at the appearance of her little demon buttocks, without knowing it.

Fourth day.

The little monk stopped reciting Buddhist scriptures and started carrying water.Fu Chen glared at the little monk, "Isn't this the job of the little monk?"

Is it because those monks see the young monk as easy to bully and bully the young monk?

"Almsgiver, a junior monk has no status, except that he doesn't need to beg for alms, he is no different from a junior monk." The little monk explained.

Do not believe.

The two leaves of Fuchen slapped each other, gearing up to deal with people.

"The little monk's money is all used to buy the little book of the benefactor. The little monk wants to save some money." The little monk said, "The brothers promised me that I will carry water this year and give me half a tael of silver."

Half a tael of silver is 800 yuan, which is exactly four books.Fu Chen calculated quickly, immediately changed his face, and said in a brisk tone, "Then you go, you go."

The little monk fixed his eyes on the grass on the ground where he was still reading the comic book, and said firmly, "Benefactor, you are with me."

"Why?" Fuchen yelled.

The little monk is not used to it, "If you want to read, you should pay for it yourself. The little monk will find work for you, and will help you share half of it. But the other half must be paid by the benefactor himself. The Buddha crosses himself. The benefactor must not be lazy. "

"I'm grass! How do grass carry water? Have you ever seen grass carry water?" Fuchen looked at the little monk with his hips akimbo.I feel that I am very weak and vulnerable.

The monk laughed.

The vibrating ground suddenly required an elevated line of sight. Is this "grass" ordinary grass?Is it the grass that runs away when the wind blows?

"Benefactor, we are not in a hurry. Fill the water in three days. You have three days to fetch water slowly." The little monk was unmoved.

"..." Damn it.Why did this monk suddenly ask so many farts?

The little monk took Fuchen to the kitchen to witness the buckets of different sizes, and let Fuchen pick them.

The Four Seas Foxin Temple is a big temple, and the burden of drinking water on weekdays is naturally heavy.There are 3 kitchens alone.Floating dust is responsible for the water in a kitchen.There must be at least two tanks of water in the water tank for drinking every day.And this kitchen uses 10 tanks of water!

Floating Chen was dizzy, pointing at the little monk, "You cheated me! The monk cheated me!"

She thought it was just a jar of water... "You bully Xiaocao! Are you human? I'm just a grass!"

Fuchen still defended.

The little monk asked back, "Do ordinary grasses need to read comic books?"

Uh……

Fuchen couldn't refute it, so he picked the smallest "bucket" and quickly fetched water with the bucket on it.

The floating dust fetched water quickly, quickly filled the small bucket and ran back, and the water entered the tank, only slightly sinking to the bottom.

The little monk watched Fuchen grabbing the "water scoop" as a bucket and was a little speechless. "The donor can fetch water with a big bucket."

"I can't stand it! I have no strength!" Fuchen didn't even think about it, and quickly rushed down the mountain to fetch water with the water ladle on his head.

The little monk didn't know how to speak, so he could only wait until Fuchen ran around again and again, and when it was dark, when he was about to read the villain's book, he asked, "How many copies of "The Monkey King" do you want to read?"

Fuchenle chased the little monk and asked, "Are you willing to buy me all the comic books?"

The little monk shook his head and said earnestly, "Benefactor, one year's water for a kitchen can only buy four comic books. If the benefactor wants more books, he needs to work more and fetch more water." Want To do so, vats are a must.

Fu Chen was taken aback, and turned his gaze to the comic book.The Monkey King above is still slaying demons.

She... Fu Chen stood up, imitating the actions of the Monkey King in the book, "Monster! Where can I escape!" completely forgetting what the little monk said.

Little Monk: Smile without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)