On the posture of collecting information [Quick Transmigration]

Lu Qingyin woke up again and was in a trance for a moment. He first brewed his emotions for a while, waiting to feel the familiarity of returning to the original world. He smelled the familiar smell of sunlight in the air, and also smelled fresh vegetable buns just out of the cage. The taste, the two made him smile, and finally came back.

Before opening his eyes, the words slipped out of his mouth, "Hey, that's great."

"What's the matter, uncle, if you don't get up again, you will be beaten." Lu Qingyin was stunned for a moment when an immature child's voice came from nearby, and then his body trembled.He doesn't remember when there was a child in the family. Could it be that Chu Muyao made it up when he came back a few months late?

Shua opened his eyes, Lu Qingyin was stunned and had nothing to say. Lying in front of the bed was a little boy who looked like six or seven years old with rolling eyes. This is not the point, the point is that the boy is bald , wearing clothes that monks would wear.He thought that he probably didn't wake up and had hallucinations.

So, he deluded himself and closed his eyes.

"Oh, uncle, I saw you woke up. Don't try to pretend to be sleeping to deceive people. The host uncle said that if you stay in bed today, you will be fined to hit the clock for a month." The little novice was as clear as pearls falling. The voice of the porcelain plate trembled, "Ringing the bell means getting up before dawn before the rooster crows, isn't it too cruel for my uncle?"

Lu Qingyin thought, Shen Jingjia is really good enough, this is the last trick to him, right?What about going back to the original world?

But he thought about it carefully. Yesterday in front of the grave, Shen Jingjia told him that when he wakes up, he will change his world. Yes, he will indeed change his world when he wakes up.Lu Qingyin opened his eyes, and stared at the little novice in front of him for a long time, until the little novice suspected that he had lost his soul, so he reached out and patted his face twice.

Lu Qingyin waved away the little novice's hand and sat up.The room he slept in was very simple, with only a table and a bed, not even a stool.There was no window paper on the windows, and Lu Qingyin saw the sunlight from outside entering the room unobstructed.

He was weak all over, and he didn't have the idea of ​​strength. He thought, where is this?The first time was born and the second time was familiar. This time, the memory of the original owner did not make him wait for a month. He only thought about it for a while, and the memory of the original owner flooded his heart one by one.

The original owner was called Yu Yin, a monk who practiced truth. He took refuge in Guiyin Temple and was in charge of eating, drinking and incense. This position is equivalent to the chief financial officer. Lu Qingyin didn't care about those things. He focused all his attention on the word "cultivation". superior.

It took me a long time to search my guts before I roughly understood that self-cultivation refers to being promoted to a fairy through a certain way of practice, and sharing a boundless lifespan with the sky.The forensic doctor Lu from the 21st century scoffed.Until he saw the golden elixir turning in his dantian, his face was severely beaten.

Lu Qingyin, whose face was so painful from the beating, looked down at the little monk, "You..."

As soon as he opened his mouth to say a word, the little novice immediately took the lead, "Uncle, if you sleep too much, you will become a fool. There is a fool in the village at the foot of the mountain. I heard that he sleeps too much. Uncle, you have to learn a lesson. "

Lu Qingyin: "..."

What lessons have been learned?Do not sleep too much when you learn, or become a fool when you learn?

"What's the matter with you?" Lu Qingyin managed to snatch a little right to speak from the end of his words, but this little right to speak fell like lightning. The little novice probably was suffocated to death by not being able to speak in his previous life. , and even talk a lot in this life.

The upper lip was on the lower lip, and he didn't feel tired at all, "Uncle, Uncle, get up, the sun is already on the back of your head, if you don't get up again, the host uncle will bring a commandment to beat you, Do you know how many people in the temple are laughing at you every time you are chased and beaten by the presiding uncle."

Lu Qingyin: "..."

The probability of what the little novice said happened in the memory of the original owner is as common as it is commonplace. It is a scene that is staged once a day. Lu Qingyin has frankly accepted the fact that he is wearing another person again, but this time the person wearing it is more This time, General Lu just wanted to cheat.

Yes, it's a little tricky, that's all.

It's just that he's a little bit of a cock, a little bit sloppy, a little lazy, and gets scolded a little more by people poking his back on weekdays.

Just these shortcomings, no, other than that, Yuyin is still a good wine and meat, always thinking about returning to the vulgar monk.Lu Qingyin wanted to kneel down in front of the Buddha, he wanted to ask if someone wanted to play him to death?

Lu Qingyin wanted to go crazy. Before he went crazy, he groped all over his body and found the baby elephant that Shen Jingjia gave him at his neck.

The little novice next to him looked at him with big innocent eyes, and when he saw him take out something he had never seen before from his underwear, he yelled, "Master, when did you hide a beauty?" In the bosom? The host said sex/ie/yes/emptiness is sex, how can you..."

"Shut up." Lu Qingyin glared fiercely at the little novice. The original owner was afraid that he was uncanny and mighty, and then he vomited. The talkative little novice was actually suppressed, with tears in his eyes Just about to pop out of the eye sockets, Lu Qingyin caught a glimpse and felt a little headache.

Lu Qingyin avoided children-like creatures. Even if Chu Muyao liked children, he was unwilling to come into contact with such soft, cute and sometimes powerful creatures.Seeing the little novice who was about to cry, Lu Qingyin was at a loss, but he still tried to keep a straight face, so as not to let the little novice see his embarrassment.

The little novice cried for a long while, seeing that Lu Qingyin had no intention of coaxing him, she shed tears, wrinkled her nose and slightly raised her chin, squinted at Lu Qingyin, and said, "Master, you are very strange today. "

As long as the child does not cry, everything is negotiable.Lu Qingyin, who was wearing clothes, glanced at him from the corner of his eye, "Jing He, if you continue to be so arrogant, I will tell the host."

"Huh," Jing He snorted disdainfully, turned his head to look at him for a while after snorting, turned his head around and pointed at Lu Qingyin, complaining aggrievedly, "You actually said I was a dog, I want to tell you host."

"Oh." Lu Qingyin replied with a cold expression, "The host brother will not believe you. Your reputation has fallen to the bottom with him, and it is even more untrustworthy than mine."

The little novice, Jinghe, was picked up by the host seven years ago in the mountain nest. He was born exactly the same as Yuyin. Coincidentally, the two grew up with similar virtues. Is a twin brother.Because of this, Guiyin Temple is always in trouble.

The younger ones mess around behind the older ones, and the older ones mess around by themselves.Because of him, the precepts of the host have to be changed once a month, and when they are changed most often, they have to be changed three times a month.It can be seen that the level of monkeys in this big and small.

Right now, the little one is accusing the big one, and the big one accepts it confidently, and even speaks wildly, not paying attention to the little one's threat at all.This kind of situation is not uncommon, and the young ones are so used to it that they don't change their face.

Jinghe watched him put on his clothes and shoes, and walked out the door.On weekdays, the figure who always felt obscene and ink-stained saw him today, somehow he was a little more upright, and he also had a little more compassion that a monk should have.Jinghe thinks that either there is something wrong with Yu Yin, or that there is something wrong with himself.

Before he had time to think too much, he followed Lu Qingyin's footsteps.

Guiyin Temple can be regarded as a big temple in this area. There is only such a cultivator sect in Shili Baxiang. Although it is located in a relatively high place and there are few people, it is expected that there will be an endless stream of people worshiping in Guiyin Temple. After all, cultivation can prolong life. Live many years longer than ordinary people.

Due to the small number of practitioners, each person took turns to hit the clock one day, and it was not enough to hit the clock in a month.The original owner once suggested that the host should recruit talents, but was rejected by the host.The reason for the refusal is: I am afraid that the ugliness in the temple will be publicized.

The ugliness the host is referring to is Yu Yin and Jing and this uneasy pair of nephew and teacher.

The matter of recruiting talents was called back several times by the host, but it was left alone.Lu Qingyin wandered around Guiyin Temple in a daze while thinking, and occasionally met other monks, but they just greeted them hastily.He has no intention of getting acquainted with people, and only thinks about where is the receptionist in this world, and what is his mission?

Thinking of this, he sighed for a long time. He only felt that his tragic life had begun since he accepted Shen Jingjia's mission. What should he do if he has been doing missions in these worlds and can't go back?

"Uncle Shi, you seem to be very troubled." Jing He followed behind him every step of the way, and when he heard his sad sigh, he pretended to be high-spirited, "If you are really troubled, you can tell me and let me know." I'm so happy."

Lu Qingyin looked at him expressionlessly, how did such a talkative child be raised?

"Yuyin, let's go see the host, the host asked me to call you." Now it's all right, even the uncle stopped calling, and called him by his first name, Lu Qingyin's face became even more serious, and he turned around, Walk towards the meditation room hosted by the host.Jinghe immediately followed suit, the big and the small were inseparable like twin brothers.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the meditation room, Lu Qingyin hadn't moved yet. Jing and Xiao Suibu, who had been following behind him, passed him, smashed open the door and entered the room, and shouted at the host who was sorting out the scriptures in the room: "Uncle host, I'm here!" Uncle Yin is here, he doesn’t even want to get up, so I shouted.”

Lu Qingyin who had already stepped into the room: "..."

I have a saying, little brat, why do you talk so much, I don’t know what to say or not to say.

Fortunately, the host is a well-informed person, at least when it comes to dealing with Yu Yin.He didn't even raise his eyelids, his face was kind, and he said softly, "I'm here? Come in."

Lu Qingyin was not polite to others, and shuffled into the room with a dull face. Jinghe finished the small report one step ahead, and was hiding beside the host at this time, looking at him with dark eyes, seeing that he was nothing Responding, I couldn't help but add another sentence, "Host, I saw that Uncle Master hid a beauty."

Lu Qingyin: "..."

The face of the host suddenly changed, and he raised his eyes sharply like a blade, and his voice cooled down, like the biting cold on a ninety-nine cloudy day, "Hiding a beauty? Yu Yin, your previous small fights are nothing Already, are you planning to commit a crime of lust and caution this time as well?"

Lu Qingyin stared at Jinghe like a warning, walked to the host in a calm manner, drew a scoop from a gourd with his memory in mind, folded his hands together and bowed, and lowered his eyebrows pleasingly to the little elephant on his neck. He took it out, put it in the palm of his hand, and said sincerely, "Senior brother, this is a treasure handed down from my ancestors. The engraving on the jade is my great-grandfather's great-grandfather, so you can keep me safe."

The host didn't move, just glanced at the little elephant, he put the scriptures back on the shelf, stroked Jing He's head, and said softly: "Jing He, you go out first, I have something to tell you Introduce Master Uncle to talk."

Jinghe nodded obediently, and walked out of the room with small steps without looking back. After the host watched him go out, he went to the door and wrote lightly: "Jinghe, don't eavesdrop, the uncle is studying where the It hurts to plant thorns, Jinghe wants to be the first to try it?"

Just as the host finished speaking, Jing He rushed out like a cunning rabbit, and at the same time dropped a sentence, "Uncle host, I didn't eavesdrop, I just had a sore foot and took a rest."

Chasing away the young eavesdroppers, the host closed the door, and slowly returned to Lu Qingyin's side. The host had kind eyes, the wrinkles on his face were like a puddle of water wrinkled by the wind, and his eyebrows and beard were gray. Seeing the gentleness soaked in years, he looked at Lu Qingyin, handed over a string of Buddhist beads, and said softly: "Lu Fayi, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Lu Qingyin looked up in surprise, how did the host know who was in this shell?

"I am the receptionist of this world, Shin Kyung Eul." The host said.

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