My wife is number one in the world

"Donor, the little monk has come from afar, can you give the little monk a bowl of tea to quench his thirst?"

A little monk wearing a cassock entered the eyes of the three, and beside the little monk was a girl wearing a pink fringed skirt, a strange combination.

Liu Mingzhi curiously looked at Liu Sandao's new little monk Song Jun. What happened today? He met a strange person.

Only Qi Yun looked at the three of them silently. First, the White Lotus Sect harassed them. Today, two famous killers entered the city. Dad is busy again.

Chapter 18 empty?Still not empty?

Xiaoer was also happy, looked at the little monk in front of him and said with a smile: "Although I don't believe in Buddhism, I am willing to form a good relationship. I can give you a bowl of tea, little monk. This is nothing to me, but she can't." .” After speaking, he pointed to the woman in the pink fringed skirt.

The little monk was pleasantly surprised when he heard the second brother's words, and then he looked at the woman with a tangled face and said the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the little monk is not familiar with this girl, the benefactor is willing to give alms to the little monk, the little monk is naturally grateful for the kindness of the boss, and recites sutras for the boss every day. Pray, whether or not a girl is given depends on the benefactor, not on the little monk."

After hearing the little monk's words, the woman looked at the little monk with a pretty face and said angrily, "Well, you are a mortal, and you actually said that you don't know me well, so what do you say my name is?"

The little monk Liaofan's facial features were tangled together, staring at the pink woman before saying anything.

The pink woman pinched her waist and glared at the little monk: "Little bald donkey, you should think clearly. Monks don't tell lies. If you lie, you have violated the Buddhist precepts. Think clearly."

Leofan paused: "The female donor is called Yan Yu."

Yan Yu looked at the second brother proudly: "Second brother, you can see that, I know the name of the little bald donkey, and the little bald donkey also knows the name of this girl. He said that we are not familiar with each other, do you believe it?"

Xiao Er nodded very calmly: "I believe it."

Yan Yu's expression condensed: "I'm not familiar with him, how did he know that my name is Yan Yu, such a little monk with six impure roots, are you still willing to give him tea?"

The second brother said seriously: "I now know that girl, your name is Yan Yu, am I familiar with you? If you drink tea, you will pay for it. If you don't drink it, don't block other customers. Business."

Yan Yu pointed at Xiao Er: "You...you..." She didn't say anything for a long time.

Liaofan put his palms together: "Thank you, Lord."

This interesting pair looked at Liu Mingzhi and wanted to laugh, and was surprised by the boldness of Xiao Er, especially Yan Yu's tangled face: "Pfft." Liu Mingzhi couldn't help laughing.

This time, Yan Yu was provoked, Yan Yu sat carelessly across from Liu Mingzhi, ignoring Liu Sandao, Song Zhong, Qi Yun and Liu Song, and looked at Liu Mingzhi fiercely: "Hey, what are you laughing at? Is this girl so funny?"

"Well, this girl, does the Dragon Dynasty clearly stipulate that you are not allowed to laugh in restaurants?"

"No."

"Does the owner of the restaurant have a rule that you are not allowed to laugh in the restaurant?"

"This, neither."

Liu Mingzhi said as a matter of course: "Since there are no rules, then girl, what's wrong with smiling?"

Yan Yu thought about it but didn't come up with a reason, and said savagely: "I don't care, you are not allowed to laugh."

Little Monk Liao Fan came over after drinking a lot of tea from Xiaoer's alms: "Miss Yan, don't make things difficult for this young master. Could it be that Miss Yan can still control the happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy of people in the world?"

"Okay, it's fine if the little bald donkey doesn't help me. He actually helps outsiders to bully me."

The little monk's expression became tangled again: "Miss Yan, Xiao Seng and you have only known each other for two days. Speaking of which, Xiao Seng is also an outsider, and we are not familiar with each other."

"Well, you little bald donkey, who helped you find the medicine for your injury, and now you're saying I'm an outsider."

"Xiao Seng is to save Miss Yan's injury, and the cause and effect cycle. Xiao Seng saves Miss Yan because it is the cause, and Miss Yan helps Xiao Seng find medicinal materials for treatment. This is the result."

"Hey, this little master may have misunderstood the meaning of the girl. What makes people angry is not that you speak for me, but that you say that you are an outsider. Maybe the girl wants you to be an insider? Little master Say yes." Liu Mingzhi made a half-hearted joke.

This time not only Liu Mingzhi laughed, but Liu Sandao and Song Zhong also laughed, and laughed.

Qi Yun also snorted, as if she did not expect Liu Mingzhi to have such a vicious tongue, it is too much to make a joke about a monk and a girl who has not left the pavilion.

Liao Fan Junxiu's face became tangled again: "The benefactor is joking."

On the contrary, Yan Yu didn't dare to look at Liu Mingzhi again: "This man has vicious eyes, he even knows what he thinks." Unknowingly, Yan Yu's face turned red like rouge.

"Little Master, tea doesn't quench your thirst, why don't you just sit down and drink a cup, this is a good thing." Liu Sandao teased Fan.

The little monk Liaofan silently recited Amitabha Buddha: "This donor is joking, monks have precepts and can't drink alcohol."

Liu Mingzhi picked up the wine jar, found an empty bowl and poured a bowl of wine: "Little Master, I heard that the monks are all four empty. Since the four are empty, what is the difference between wine and water?" Pointing to the bowl Jiu Liu Mingzhi teased: "The little master said it was wine, I said it was water, I don't know if the little master is empty or not?"

The little monk Liao Fan was stunned, feeling that there was a fork in the concept of life. Since the four elements of the monks are all empty, it doesn’t matter whether it’s wine or water. The little monk Fan showed a hint of enlightenment, picked up the wine bowl on the table and drank it down: "The benefactor is right, it should be empty."

Maybe he drank too much, or the little monk had never drank before, and his complexion suddenly turned rosy. Several people first looked at the little monk Fan in amazement, and then looked at Liu Mingzhi in disbelief, surprised at how powerful his mouth was. It can be taken for granted that what the monk said violated the Buddhist precepts.

Qi Yun looked at Liu Mingzhi strangely and thought to herself, it is possible that this playboy still understands Buddhist proverbs.

The most incredible thing is Yan Yu, but she understands how rigid the little monk Fan is.

"If little master is not in a hurry to enter common things, how about sitting down and chatting?"

The blushing young monk Lefan said, "Amitabha." Then he sat down with his knees crossed.

"Little master, if you don't study Buddhism in the temple, how can you practice in the world?"

"The host of the Xiaoseng Temple told the little monk that most of the learned people in the world are in the world, and it is better to sit in the temple for ten years than to wander around the world for a year.

"In this case, the little master's Zen is in the world, and Dangyang Academy is also in the world. It's better for the little master to come to Dangyang Academy in his spare time. Liu Mingzhi wants to ask the little master a few questions."

Liaofan put his hands together: "The donor is joking. The Zen of the donor is deeper than the monk's. How dare the monk dare to use an axe."

"Then how about the little master being free again today?"

"Amitabha, if the donor says it is empty, it will be empty."

Liu Mingzhi divided the last bit of wine in the wine jar into five bowls: "Both elder brothers, younger brother Qi Liang, how about we take a break with the little master?"

"When empty."

"Me too."

"Where's mine? I want to drink too." Yan Yu held the bowl and looked dejectedly at the empty wine jar.

"It's dangerous for girls to drink, you'd better drink tea." Liu Mingzhi retrieved the wine jar in Yan Yu's hand.

"My knife is carried for my friends. It has been carried for seven years. It may be carried for another seven years, or it may be carried to death, or it may not be carried today." Liu Sandao suddenly put down the wine bowl and said inexplicably.

"My coffin, I have resisted for myself. I have been carrying it for ten years. I don't know how many years I will have to resist. It may not be able to resist today."

Liu Sandao looked directly at Song Zhong: "I have always used other people's weapons. I can't use your coffin. The knife bearer finally doesn't carry the sword, and the name of the sword will not be abandoned. Liu Sandao is willing to fight the coffin with his body."

"A coffin is a coffin." The atmosphere suddenly quieted down.

Liu Mingzhi looked at Liu Sandao and Song Zhong blindly. What went mad?