The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

The red baby listened to Fang Zheng's words, closed her eyes and pretended to fall asleep.

In this regard, Founder is also helpless, this bear child wants to preach, it is not ordinary difficulty.

However, Ouyang Fenghua listened with great interest and nodded repeatedly: "The master is right."

...

Nothing unpleasant happened along the way. Soon, when I got to Tanzhong and got out of the car, I could already see the Changbai Mountains lying on the horizon like a black dragon. The high-speed rail station is a distance from the city center. Fortunately, there are buses at the door, but it is not too late. Ouyang Fenghua is obviously a bit tired. He said, "Master, the day after tomorrow is the Fa-hui. Find a place to rest today Go down. I feel like I'm going to die in a car. "

Founder doesn't matter, as long as he doesn't spend money, he can do it! So he nodded and said, "Amitabha, let it be the donor."

Ouyang Fenghua immediately found a bus in elation and went into town.

Ten minutes later, Founder looked up at this ten-story building, wiped his nose, and said, "This is the poorest monk ..."

Just then, a couple walked out of the building door, dragged a tow box, and hurried away. However, when I passed by Founder, Ouyang Fenghua, and Red Baby, I glanced back and looked weird.

The woman whispered: "It's a world-famous monk, this monk is bright and upright with his wife and children, hey ... look at that child is how many years old, these two people made a man ..."

"It's too much. The monk takes his wife and is so pretty ..."

Founder's forehead was instantly covered with black lines. Should people's association ability be so strong?

Fortunately, Ouyang Fenghua didn't hear it, but turned over her ID card and waved, "Master, Jingxin brother, go!"

Founder and Red Baby hurriedly followed Ouyang Fenghua into the hotel.

"Ma'am, a few ... uh ..." The receptionist looked up and saw Ouyang Fenghua, just about to ask a question, staying there for a moment, staring at the strange combination in front of her face, for a moment, her mind was not enough. Family? Is that girl too young? Not a family? But one man and one woman have a child ... The question is, is this monk and girl entering the hotel to open a room? MMP, what's the situation? For a moment, the front desk was messy.

"Three people, two rooms." Ouyang Fenghua Qiao blushed, she was so big, it was also the first time to come to the hotel with the opposite sex, but she never thought that this was the first time with a monk! As for the response from the front desk, she guessed something, and she was even more shy. Although the body is not afraid of the oblique shadow, it is always a little weird to be looked at by people with different eyes. So she deliberately accented the three and two words to avoid being misunderstood.

Founder was equally awkward. He always looked up at the ceiling and meditated in his heart. It's not that there are no unreasonable thoughts, it just feels so embarrassing! At the same time, he secretly said, "It ’s still not enough to practice. If you change your finger, it's estimated that all the rumors and slang words are air ..." Fang Zheng's heart calmed a lot when he thought of a finger.

But the red baby didn't know what awkwardness was, and looked around, very curious.

After the front desk froze for a while, I came back and heard that the two rooms were also relieved, but ...

"Sorry, there is only one room." The front desk looked helplessly at Ouyang Fenghua and Founder.

Founder and Ouyang Fenghua were dumbfounded.

"A room? No more?" Ouyang Fenghua asked.

The front desk shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You should be here to catch the rituals of the day after tomorrow, right? Now the whole Tanzhong city is rushing to the rites. To be honest, it is good to have a room. Don't believe you go to other hotels now Look, it should be gone. Generally, most of them are booked out a week in advance. Our room was just returned by someone else. "

Fang Zheng and Ouyang Fenghua both thought about the pair of men and women who had just left in a hurry.

"Master, what should I do?" Ouyang Fenghua asked for help.

Founder smiled bitterly: "Let ’s go, the poor monk sees that there is a sofa in this living room, and it is good to sleep on the sofa for one night."

"How can that be? Okay, you take me to a viewing meeting, I'll take care of you. I live in a guest room, and you sleep in the lobby? It doesn't work, or I live in the living room, you live in a guest room." Ouyang Fenghua quickly shook her head . In the eyes of others, Founder is just a monk, but in the eyes of Ouyang Fenghua, this is the master of calligraphy that killed her dad! Such a person, absolutely noble, how can he sleep in the hall? If this is known by her dad, Bacheng is a big slap.

As the two argued over who was staying in the guest room, the front desk smiled bitterly: "Two, don't fight, the last room was booked online."

Founder and Ouyang Fenghua are completely dumbfounded. What should we do this time? Sleep on the road?

"I don't believe it, there is no room left?" Ouyang Fenghua pulled out his mobile phone, sat in the living room and turned around. As a result, all the hotels hanged out the label of no room, and then looked at Fang Zhengdao bitterly: "Master, what are you fighting for, anyway, there is a room."

Founder is also helpless, can this blame him? He really wanted to sleep in the room, not to mention that the Buddha did not forgive him, anyway, he couldn't do such a thing. Anyway, he is also a man, how can he let a girl sleep on the lobby sofa?

The two looked at each other, then sighed, and were ready to go out.

At the same time, on the street, two monks with big fat ears and similar looks walked towards the hotel while walking, and one of the monks whispered: "Brother, you smell it, I don't have it in my mouth Does it taste good? "

"No, no. Brother, you are timid, just the old guys in our temple, one by one reading the scriptures every day. As long as they don't drink in front of them, they know a fart!" Another monk disagreed. Road.

"What is timid? Zhiyun, let me tell you, my brother is cautious! It's not easy for our brothers to get here today. I don't know how many people are jealous of my seat. Be careful, be careful, yes." Tall Monk road.

"Brother, there is no outsider, can you not call me a nickname? Listen like a monk really ... I said, when are we vulgar?" Zhiyun said dissatisfied.

"Vulgar? What vulgar? Is it less you eat, less you wear? Or less women? Also, call me the law, be careful, yes." Tall monk said.

"No, brother ... hey, Master Smart! Okay? I know that being a monk is good, you have to eat and drink, and you have to drink and drink, but ... as for those women down the mountain, I'm tired of it. It's so easy to change This place, you still don't let me go ... strangling me. "Zhiyun complained.