As an adult, I can't do anything to this little monk.
Jian Fan tightened his fingers and clicked all the way, completely unaware that the speed of the young monk leading the way was already inhuman.
Rong Nan followed them, the corners of his eyes slightly raised, and his white jade-like fingers stroking his white jade wine glass.
This guy It didn't take long for Jian Fan to see the familiar old monk's Zen room.
She sped up and jumped behind the young monk to the door of the room in the blink of an eye.
Her left foot rubbed on the ground, then she suddenly raised it and kicked it.
It was too late, then it was so fast.
In the 0.01 second when the sole of her shoe touched the door, the door opened instantly.
Jian Fan used too much force and threw herself in.
Fortunately, she had quick eyesight and quick hands to pull the door open.
It has a perfect 30 degree angle with the ground.
The room was tidy, and she was lucky that it didn't get dirty.
"Hold on, don't give such a big gift, master will be nervous."
The young monk walked slowly past Jian Fan and left these words calmly and confidently.
You little guy, don't say such fierce words.
It's not good if you accidentally hurt yourself, and it's even worse if you hurt flowers and plants.
No, Jian Fan has been tricked.
Jian Fan was careless for a moment, her breath was disordered, and with a little force on her hand, the two sides at a 30-degree angle instantly closed together, and her little face and little steamed bun came into close contact with the ground.
Little monk, what are you talking about?
Your master is an idiot.
She screamed in her heart, and there was a tugging feeling at the back of her collar.
After the hindsight, Rong Yan finally appeared and lifted up Jian Fan who was lying on the ground in embarrassment.
"Xiao Fanfan, how can you let the ground here take advantage of you?
You are a married woman."
Rong Nan's tone sounded like some kind of seasoning.
Jian Fan couldn't see his face, but only smelled the rich flavor.
The "flavor".
"Donor Jian, Donor Rong, Buddhism is a pure land.
Please go and resolve matters in the world of mortals."
With this sound, Jian Fan was like a ignited explosive barrel.
She landed heavily, pointed at the screen in the room and started to curse, "Old monk, you have nothing to do with that little monk.
Why are you arguing with that little monk?
You, he Why do you always expose my shortcomings and what are the things in the mortal world?
In the mortal world, you have ascended to heaven, right?
How can you do this?"
The room was quiet.
Jian Fan chatted a lot.
She then turned around and sat down.
She drank a glass of cold water that had appeared on the small table in one gulp.
"Ha, that's it."
At this moment, Jian Fan's obedient baby was sitting there, no different from the ungrateful pilgrims outside.
Both Liao Chen and Rong Nan looked like they were used to it.
Only the little monk blinked his big eyes, not knowing how to change things if he persisted.
"Yusheng, you go down first."
After being embarrassed for a long time, Liao Chen finally spoke.
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The little monk saluted and disappeared instantly.
Only then did Jian Fan notice the abnormality of the little monk and raised his eyebrows.
A bad feeling.
"My little friend, Yuan Sheng was the child that I adopted last year.
He has a difficult life.
I hope you can take care of me along the way."
The dusty figure behind the screen flashed, and he slowly strolled out from behind the screen, polishing his hair.
A half-worn cassock seemed to have a faint radiance on the forehead of Waliang's head.
I wonder if it was because the Buddha who had followed him had been following him for a long time, and his face became as compassionate and tolerant as the Buddha.
Misfortune is not a good word for them.
The simplest thing is that you are destined to have bad luck, your life is uneasy, and you are unlucky to the end.
The Buddha said that all dharmas arise due to causes and conditions, and I say this is due to causes and conditions; when causes and conditions are exhausted, I say so.
The Buddha said that everything arises due to conditions and disappears due to conditions.
Born by fate, born due to fate, the fate is bumpy, the light of heaven shines, a generation of Buddhas.
Although the child's current situation is filled with darkness, he will definitely become a great person.
"Old man Liaochen, you are asking for help."
Liaochen attained enlightenment at the age of eighty.
Now that he has entered a century, there is a gap between his ordinary body and his powerful soul.
He will be protected by fate for at most half his life, and in the second half of his life, what he just said all the way Take care of it, squirt, it’s a lot of fun.
Jian Fan stared, "Can a lazy person's life not be so colorful?"
Liao Chen said the Buddha's name but smiled and said nothing.
"Xiao Fanfan understands, old monk.
As long as the young monk knows what he is thinking, it won't be a problem for me to take care of him a little."
Rong Nan suddenly said, with the expression on his face like a child about to be robbed of candy.
Just now, there was a link between Yuansheng and Jianfan.
Since it was destined by God that even though Yuan Sheng was a male, it would be better to give him half a hair from Xiao Fanfan, he thought.
I don't know if it was Jian Fan's illusion, but worldly ecstasy flashed in Monk Liaochen's eyes.
This year the Spring Festival will be on February 1, 2156, and the Yipin Banquet will be held on January 10, 2156.
With the advanced technology these days, planes and trains are no big deal.
However, Jian and Fan chose not to take the usual path.
In the words of the old monk, it is such an honor to measure the territory of the motherland with steps.
To explain in simple and traditional words, the wages in the underworld are too low, so save some transportation expenses and buy talisman paper.
So the northbound walking tour group started from Nuanjiang City in the south to Xiaomaoshan Mountain outside Kyoto in the north.
Oh, as for the other two members, they don’t contribute money or effort, so they basically have no say.
Because Jian Fan had been to Su Province and knew that there had been no yin and yang turmoil in Su Province recently, there was no need to investigate.
She directly pinched three wind talismans, and the three of them and one ghost quickly passed through Su Province and entered the scope of Dong Province.
Jiyang County is the junction of Dongfang Province and Suzhou Province.
It is backed by the natural dividing line of Qinshan Mountains.
There is a large lake to the north of Qinshan Mountain, named Junzi Lake.
It echoes Tianzi Lake and is also known as the North and South Lakes in the world.
Jiyang is the hometown of Zhong Yangzi, a famous educator and thinker in the ancient Dragon Kingdom.
Today, it still has a strong cultural atmosphere.
Jian Fan lay on the hotel bed and sighed.
"Ananda, why isn't there an inn here?
The accommodation fee is enough for me to go back and forth several times."
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She didn't bring any cash, only a card, but she could force herself to see her card getting thinner day by day.
"I went out on business and reimbursed my public funds."
Rong Nan didn't even raise his head, leaning on the window sill holding a book in his hand.
His white half-sleeved shirt made him full of bookishness.
But as soon as these words came out, he immediately gained the aura of a domineering president.
After just eight words, Jian Fan went to sleep with peace of mind.
After a while, he snored a little and pouted his red lips.
Something delicious must have appeared in his dream.
The difficult book quietly moved down at an angle.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk."
Jian Fan quickly threw away the book.
As soon as the book fell to the ground, a protective aperture appeared around Jian Fan.
The door opened automatically, and Yuansheng's bare head stretched into the room.
Seeing that there was no potential "danger", he staggered in with a large bag of snacks.
"Little monk, get out."
Rong Nuan looked at the little bald man rolling in from the door and felt that the air in the room was getting a bit worse.
How much demonic energy was added to that bag of snacks.
The little monk dared to bring Jian Fan in front of Jian Fan.
With such a weak body, without a protective circle, he could be contaminated by the demonic aura in minutes.
You can see such a cute sleeping face.
Not here.
"Hey" Yuansheng was stunned.
He was stuffing a lollipop in his mouth, his stubby little fingers were placed on the side of his bulging cheeks, and his big black and white eyes were shining with doubts.
He probably forgot what happened yesterday.
Yesterday afternoon, the young monk Yuansheng took out a pack of spicy strips from his pocket.
It was said that it was given to him by a certain donor.
It didn't matter when.
The spicy strips attracted Jian Fan, so the two of them happily ate them separately.
After eating, the packaging bag was picked up by the old monk.
The old monk said "expired", and only Rong Nian heard it.
Then, when I stayed at this hotel last night, two greedy babies "happily" "slept" in the bathroom.
This is why Jian Fan fell asleep immediately today.
Facing Rong Ren's cold gaze, the little monk moved forward fearlessly.
His short legs moved very fast, and he hit the circle of light in the blink of an eye.
He flew out faster than he ran over.
“Hang on, how can you go to see the Buddha so quickly”: