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Showing weakness, "Yalu."

Momojiro: "..."

Tong Yi: "..."

Tong Liang: "..."

King Ning: "..."

Abbot and the others were at a loss.

Tong Xin felt embarrassed, "...Quickly, let's go."

Everyone: "..."

"The one just now doesn't count, let's start again." Tong Xin waved his hands vigorously as if trying to obliterate the previous paragraph, although it was very childish, it was very simple.

Such Tong Xin seemed to make King Ning fantasize again, and the expression on his face was beautiful again.

Seeing that Baiye Yilang didn't respond, Tong Xin became anxious, "What happened just now is not a repeat, didn't you hear?"

King Ning was very interested again, "Why does this kind of thing happen again?"

"Just start over from Baga." Tong Xin pointed to Baiye Yiyilang, "Say it quickly."

Baiye Yilang didn't know what expression he should put on anymore, "Ba...ba...baga." He no longer had the momentum he had just now.

Tong Xin was very shy, "Ya Butterfly."

Baiye Yijiro seemed to be struck by lightning suddenly, "..."

Tong Xin leaned over gently and cared, "With tape?" (Does anyone know what Tong Xin is talking about?)

King Ning: "..."

Tong Yi: "..."

Tong Liang: "..."

The abbot and the others continued to be at a loss.

Baiye Yilang had already forgotten how to react, "That...that's Monet."

Hearing Ye Yilang's reply, Tong Liang was immediately excited, "Old... what my mother taught is true! I thought it was my mother's nonsense."

Tong Yi also felt the same way as Tong Liang.

Tong Liang finally asked the question that had been hidden in his heart all along, and asked in a spirit of discussion: "But 'nothing' has to be said to be a man touching breasts? It's too obscene."

Momojiro: "..."

The abbot and other eminent monks said: "Amitabha." The voice was very high and echoed.

"Liangliang is too impolite." Tong Xin reprimanded his younger brother with his hips on his hips, "Don't you allow people to touch the second barrel by themselves? Who is offended by self-touching." He turned his head and turned to Moichirou Momoye, "Isn't it?"

Momojiro: "..."

The abbot and other eminent monks: "... Amitabha." The voice became softer.

Houtong Xin happily said to Baiye Yiyilang again: "Since you are fine, let's continue talking about pork loin."

Momojiro: "..."

King Ning had the urge to be disillusioned three times.

The guest monk, Master Benwu, is in charge of receiving guests from the Shaolin Temple and handling the temple’s external affairs. He immediately stood up to ease the atmosphere, “What kind of boring pig’s kidneys and pig’s whips are there? Let’s continue with the tea order solitaire…”

"I have no nephew." Tong Xin suddenly shouted.

Ben Wu was so shouted by him that he forgot what to say next.

Tong Xin ran up to Ben Wu, "You really are an expert in kidney deficiency. Most people don't dare to use pig whips lightly at first, but you are the only one who dares to whip."

Ben Wu: "..."

The abbot and other eminent monks said: "... Amitabha." They all pretended to look elsewhere, not receiving the original distress signal.

In the end, Ben Wu was very helpless and said to Tong Xin: "... Uncle Tong, is it too late for me to sit back now?"

"What do you think?" Tong Xin raised his eyebrows, but Tong Xin also knew that he would accept it as soon as he saw it, and continued: "I'm very interested in what you said just now about the tea order solitaire."

When Tong Xin called Master Benwu his nephew just now, neither Tong Yi nor King Ning could believe it. They were all surprised when they heard that Master Benwu really called Tong Xin his uncle. Seniority will be so high.

Tong Yi thought about it and laughed again. As expected, his younger brother can thrive no matter where he is.

Seeing that Tong Xin wasn't struggling with pig whips or anything, Ben Wu quickly changed the subject, "This order for tea is similar to the order for wine. Those who fail to make it will be punished with a cup of tea, and the origin of the tea must be told."

Tong Xin clapped his hands, "This is fun, I'll play too."

Master Wuben explained: "The rules are also very simple. Start with a Buddhist Zen word, and the next word must start with the word at the end of the previous sentence. If you start with 'one flower, one world, one leaf, one Tathagata. The character of Rentou in the language must start with 'lai', and it can also be homonymous, such as 'lai'."

Tong Xin nodded, but after thinking about it, he felt troubled again, "Well, does the receiving language have to be Zen language? But I don't know much Zen language."

Master Wuben said again: "No need, but whoever brings the words back to the Zen language will win first."

"Understood." Tong Xin hurried back to Tong Yi's side, "Brother, Liangliang, let's play too. But where should I sit?" He suddenly fixed his gaze on King Ning's side.

Seeing Tong Xin's gaze, King Ning was taken aback, and Tong Xin ran over.

"My lord, can I be next to you?" Tong Xin's begging eyes made King Ning's slightly dark face flush slightly.

Tong Yi, on the other hand, picked up the tea cup in a daze, but he didn't take a sip for a long time, and just stared at the reflection in the cup in a daze.

"Ahem." King Ning hurriedly turned his head to the side and pretended to cough: "It's just a game, please feel free."

Seeing that they were all seated, Master Wuben raised his palm with one hand to the abbot, "Then I'll preside over it and start again."

"Amitabha." The abbot thought for a while, "There is no tears in great compassion, there is no words for great enlightenment, and there is no sound for laughter."

King Ning raised his hand, "The last is 'sound', it's time for Master Ken."

Liao Ken is the head monk, although he is the second in command of Shaolin, he is very low-key, he folded his palms together and said reverently: "Life is worth the hardships of the Buddha."

"Buddha said: There are twenty difficulties for human beings. It is difficult for the poor to give alms. It is difficult for the rich and the noble to learn the way. It is difficult to die if you abandon your life. It is difficult to see the Buddhist scriptures. It is difficult to be born in the Buddha's world. It is difficult to endure the color and desire. It is difficult to see good things. It is difficult to overcome difficulties. It is difficult to avoid disasters. It is difficult to touch things without heart. It is difficult to learn widely. Difficult. Difficult to save people according to change. Difficult to see the situation and not to move. Difficult to be kind and expedient." King Ning said slowly, which shows that this man is quite knowledgeable.

King Ning said: "Okay. After Master Ken's words, he will lead back to the Zen language,"

Liao Ken said calmly, "Amitabha."

"Next it's Master Kong."

Stuttering, Kong stood up, "Master... senior brother... at last... at last...for...for...for'difficulty', then...the old...old...old man... then... pick up a... one ...a ready-made... come. This old man will... pick up... pick up...Namo Amitabha."

As soon as the empty talk was over, everyone laughed, it really was picked up ready-made.

It's time for Master Benzhai, the monk in the back hall, "Uncle Master is a 'Buddha' at the end, I will accept it, and the Buddha said: Don't say it."

Later, almost all the eminent monks of Solitaire answered Zen words in one sentence. When it came to Tong Yi, he answered that emptiness is not non-empty, and emptiness is emptiness.

Tong Liang and Tong Xin generally have limited wisdom, so they answered casually, "It's empty."

Finally it was Tong Xin's turn.

But when he heard the word "also" at the end, Tong Xin thought that his facial features were all crowded together, and finally choked out a sentence under the expectant eyes of everyone, "Grandpa."

"..."

Many people fell off their chairs in a panic.

Ben Wu was the first one to get up from the ground, seeing that the abbot, Ken and Master Kong were all safe and still, he couldn't help but feel ashamed and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk is really not practicing enough, not practicing enough."

Seeing everyone's reaction, Tong Xin looked at King Ning, "Can't you pick up Grandpa?"

King Ning's eyes flickered, "...OK, OK, OK."

"Then it's your turn, take me over." Tong Xin said happily.

King Ning: "..." Why does it feel like this is a bit taken advantage of?

But this guy was really hard to pick up, and under Tong Xin's innocent and expectant eyes, King Ning's brain went on strike, so he picked it up casually, "game."

Tong Xin commented: "My lord, you are really greedy."

King Ning: "..."

All the eminent monks: "... Amitabha."

So after the first round, there were not many people left for the second round of Solitaire, and Tong Liang accepted the sorrow of feeling old.

"It's so difficult for me." Tong Xin complained and began to think hard.

As time passed, everyone felt lingering fears, because they discovered a rule, the longer Tong Xin thought about it, the more amazing the effect would be.

Ben Zhai quietly said to the hall master monk Ben Fa: "Hurry up my acupuncture points."

Master of this method: "..."

Benzhai urged: "Hurry up, I just helped Master Kong slow down a little bit, it's too late for you to touch my acupuncture points."

Master of this law, "..."

Finally, Tong Xin's frown was loosened, "Aiya."

"Pfft..." Ning Wang took a sip of tea and sprayed it far away.

Tong Xin wiped his sweat, "It's finally connected."

Everyone: "..."

Ben Wu hurried out again and said: "It seems that it's hard to tell the difference for a while, how about..."

"It's better to compete in martial arts." Baiye Yilang said nothing, "I heard that the martial arts in the Central Plains are advanced, and I have long been willing to learn."

All the monks: "Amitabha."

The abbot said very peacefully: "The monks practice martial arts just to strengthen their bodies, and they don't want to compete for a moment."

Baiye Yijilang seemed to know that they would say that, so he said again: "The monks don't show courage and ruthlessness, and I know that I understand. What about Tong General? It has been rumored that Tong General is young and promising, both civil and military. Can you enlighten me today?"

King Ning pretended not to see him and continued drinking tea.

As a subordinate, how can he have a position to speak on such occasions, but Baiye Yilang is openly provocative. It can be seen that King Ning secretly agreed, and it can be seen that King Ning is not willing to let go until he finds out whether Tong Yi is injured or not.

Tong Liangyi was impulsive, "You..." He wanted to step forward to teach Baiye Yilang a lesson, but Tong Xin stopped him.

Tong Xin looked at Tong Yi and found that his complexion was a little worse.

After changing it, I said that you should not be tired. Tong Yi's hard work may have consumed a lot of energy. Tong Xin couldn't help but feel sorry for his brother, so he said to King Ning and Baiye Yilang, "You guys said that."

King Ning and Baiye Yilang had a bad feeling when they heard what he said.

Tong Xin said again: "Shaolin is a sacred place of Buddhism, how can we fight each other with swords, this is a great disrespect to the Buddha."

The abbot said in a deep voice, "Ah