The young monk has returned to secular life

Yizhen was pushed by Mu Yunqing to touch the melon.

But his eyes were fixed on Mu Yunqing's body, and his Adam's apple moved up and down involuntarily several times.

"Can I touch this melon...?"

Mu Yunqing followed his gaze to her body, and her face turned red instantly.

"Shou Yizhen, what are you thinking about?"

Yi Zhen licked his lips: "I want to eat..."

"what?"

"...Food." Yi Zhen coughed lightly, his eyes suddenly became extremely clear, "The little monk is hungry and wants to eat."

Mu Yunqing even wondered if he was dazzled. This guy looked so vulgar just now, why did he suddenly become a "holy monk"?

Yizhen also had trouble saying: Bodhi tree, you have the seed!

Fortunately, it was already noon, so his excuse was appropriate, and Mu Yunqing did not pursue it, otherwise his ears would suffer again.

Qingmei's face turned even uglier when she saw the two of them coming out side by side, and as soon as Yizhen went out, she clutched her belly and said she was hungry, asking her to quickly arrange for the dining room to serve dinner.

He couldn't help but mutter: "Every day, I don't see any work, I just eat."

Yizhen said angrily: "How do you know that the young monk didn't do... any work? Do I still have to report to you what I do?"

Let me tell you, Xiaoseng has just turned eighteen this year, which is a critical period of vigorous energy and physical development. If you don't let me have enough to eat, it will be your young lady who suffers. "

Qingmeixin said, what does it have to do with my lady whether you have enough to eat?

She glanced at Mu Yunqing secretly, but found that the young lady nodded to her: "He is right, and he performed well today. Give him a chicken drumstick."

Monk eats chicken legs?

Is this still a serious monk?

"Amitabha, that's good. It's okay to add another egg..."

The two of them sang and harmonized, completely confusing Qingmei.

Miss Naihe told her, so she could only do it.

I endured a meal.

After eating and drinking, Yizhen unexpectedly got into trouble again.

"Qingmei, give me five hundred taels of silver."

"What do you want the money for?" Qingmei asked with a surprised look on her face.

Yi Zhen said seriously: "The young monk is going to Liefang Pavilion... to touch melons."

Are there any melons in Liefang Pavilion?

Qingmei was messy again.

She couldn't help but turn her head and look at the young lady again.

Mu Yunqing's face really didn't look good.

She directly rejected Yi Zhen's proposal: "Don't you know Mo Youdao from Liefang Pavilion? Do you need to spend money to touch melons in Liefang Pavilion?"

Yizhen said: "Amitabha, our relationship with Mo Youdao is in the dark. We must draw a clear line with him on the bright side, so the necessary funds for activities cannot be reduced."

Mu Yunqing frowned slightly and snorted: "Get him ten taels of silver."

After giving instructions to Qingmei, she walked out of the restaurant.

"Ten taels? What can you get with ten taels of silver?" Yi Zhen asked angrily.

Mu Yunqing ignored him and walked happily with light steps.

"Do you want it? Don't pull her down." This was Qingmei's reply to him.

"want!"

Yi Zhen gritted his teeth and snatched the twelve taels of silver from Qingmei's hand, thinking that it was better to touch the small melon if he couldn't touch it than to touch nothing at all.

Not yet.

Liefang Pavilion has just opened for business.

As the first "micro-batch" customer today, Yizhen received a "grand" reception from Sister Hong: he was blocked directly at the door, with two winter melon faces staring at him eagerly, preventing him from entering the Liefang Pavilion. Half step.

"We have just revised the rules. From now on, people without hair are not welcome to enter the Fang Hunter Pavilion!"

She also pointed to the newly hung wooden sign on the right side of the door, which clearly stated: No entry allowed without hair.

Is it so targeted?

Yi Zhen strongly resisted this rule: "This is a serious act of discrimination! The monk wants to file a complaint against you!"

"Go ahead, our headquarters is in Zhongzhou. You are welcome to complain there." Sister Hong shook off the silk handkerchief in her hand, twisted her hips and walked into Liefang Pavilion, leaving only two melon-faced people and Yizhen staring at the door. Stare.

Yi Zhen felt depressed: I was trying to touch the melon, but I couldn't get in. How could I touch it?

He snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the back door of Liefang Pavilion.

The back door of Liefang Pavilion is in Fanghua Lane inside the street. It is usually very quiet here. Except for the "staff" of Liefang Pavilion, no one else can get here.

At this time, the "staff" were all at work, so the back door was naturally closed.

Yizhen slowly sat down on the steps and shouted softly: "Zhao Lei and Ma Dai, the two gods, do you have time to come out and chat?"

Zhao Lei and Ma Dai naturally had time, and they also saw Yi Zhen crumbling at the front door, and now running to the back door, they must be asking for questions.

In a flash of golden light, the two of them appeared in front of Yi Zhen.

"Master Yizhen is so free today. Do you want to come to Liefang Pavilion to relax so early?"

Yi Zhenxin said to relax, the monk originally wanted to touch the melon, but now he can't even get in.

He pointed in the direction of the front door and asked softly, "What's up with that sign?"

Zhao Lei and Ma Dai looked at each other, suppressing a smile and said: "Yesterday, Mo Youdao released an eagle letter. The letter eagle flew back at noon today, and then hung up the sign. It must have been received by the headquarters. instructions."

The two of them were not as disciplined as Zhao Yun and Ma Dai, and they could betray their master's information without feeling any guilt.

Yizhen cursed secretly, it must be because Mo Youdao replied that they didn't get any useful information from him. Just in case, Liefang Pavilion headquarters decided to order the demon purification talisman to disappear before finding any loopholes. All monks were turned away.

I was afraid that writing the word "monk" would offend the senior monks in the major temples, so I changed my statement to a more subtle one.

Now that you're here, you can't leave empty-handed.

Yizhen pointed to the open space on the steps: "Two gods, please take a seat. I can see that you are also empty and lonely in the world. Why don't you sit down and talk to kill the boring time."

The two of them laughed and sat directly next to Yi Zhen without being polite.

"What Master Yizhen said is that when we brothers were guarding the gate of Liefang Pavilion, we heard all filthy words and saw all the chaos in the world. It was really uncomfortable.

Fortunately, our sixty-year term is approaching and we will soon be rotated to other places, so the endurance is over.

It's just that I feel a little sad thinking that I may never see Master Yizhen again. "

Under normal circumstances, a pair of doorkeepers stay at home for one period, which is sixty years.

Of course, corresponding adjustments will be made when encountering special circumstances such as "family destruction".

However, in Dakang, families are all inherited. In peaceful times, if a family flips over everything, there are not many incidents of "family destruction".

"Rotation?"

Yi Zhen rolled his eyes, feeling like these two guys were lying.

He had just heard Zhao Yun and Ma Er talk about the news about the selection of "Top Ten Outstanding Door Gods" in the Door Gods. And these two people had just made a splash, and now they suddenly said that they wanted to be rotated. Why did it sound a bit fake?

"Are you sure this is job rotation, not promotion?"

The expressions on their faces were indeed a bit unnatural.

Zhao Lei hurriedly said: "How can we have any chance of promotion in our temple? Once you enter the temple, you will be a model worker for life.

If he gets promoted again, he will just change to a more luxurious gatekeeper position. There is no way out. "

"That's right... that's right..." Ma Dai also echoed.

Yi Zhen looked at the "sincere" eyes of the two of them and couldn't help but sneer in his heart. These two tough guys wouldn't be so naive as to think that they could "get out of the trap" by changing places and out of sight of him, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, right?