Chapter 19

The great sun has been on three poles, but the wasted wing room is still closed.

Fortunately, in Xishan temple, there are only Zhitong and wasted teachers and disciples, and Zhitong is already sloppy. It is the so-called wrong upper beam and crooked lower beam, together with wasted time, and he has never done morning classes.

Although you don't have to get up early and do early classes, you have to eat this breakfast. As the saying goes, people are iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you're hungry.

For a while, Zhitong has deeply experienced this feeling.

The hungry Zhitong also wanted to cook, but unfortunately, there was no food in Xishan temple.

In fact, the reason is very simple. In the past, Xishan temple had a little meager income, which was enough for both teachers and disciples to eat and drink, and smart enough to secretly fight tooth sacrifice.

However, since he learned that Zhitong ate meat and drank wine secretly, one person's tooth sacrifice became two people's tooth sacrifice at the same time.

In this way, we are really short of money.

That meager income is in the hands of these two teachers and disciples who have no concept of financial management. Before the middle of the month, it has been spent. Not to mention wine and meat, but food and clothing, have become extravagant expectations.

As a last resort, Zhitong had to be shameless and came to the door of waste.

"Pa, PA, PA..."

Before the hurried knock on the door stopped completely, the empty tone that obviously didn't wake up sounded in the wing room: "master, you old man, hurry to recite the Sutra, and I'll sleep a little longer!"

"Hey, hey..." Zhitong smiled twice, and his face was flattered, and his voice was gentle and frightening: "good disciple, I went back to think about it all night last night, and finally came up with a clever plan. Do you want to listen to it?"

"Bang bang!"

The door of the wing room was suddenly opened from the inside. The vanity of wearing only personal clothes rushed out directly. His red eyes stared at Zhitong, excited and excited. It was very frightening.

"Master, what you said is true?"

Zhitong immediately raised his face and humed solemnly: "monks don't lie. When did you tell lies as a teacher?"

'wipe! Master, what your old man has always liked most is lying and boasting, okay? "

Of course, this was just said in a wasted heart, and he didn't dare to say it directly.

Hey, hey, I lost my smile and wasted time close to Zhitong: "master, tell me, what kind of clever plan did you come up with?"

"This..." Zhitong hesitated slightly. Then he felt his withered belly with a bitter face and sighed: "you see, I have a memory. I just came up with a clever plan. I forgot it in a twinkling of an eye. Alas! People are really hungry. The blood supply to the brain is insufficient. Once the blood supply is insufficient, they can't remember anything. Good apprentice, don't blame the master! "

I'm really depressed and want to spit blood. My master is also the best, isn't it?

Is it such a reason that makes him think of it? This IQ is really rising, and this lower limit is really falling!

Just under the eaves, people had to bow their heads, waste time and sigh softly: "master, just say it. What do you want me to do?"

"Hey, hey." Zhitong didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he smiled proudly and patted him on the wasted shoulder with appreciation: "I'm really my apprentice. I don't have to say this IQ. I can see the master's mind at a glance."

He grinned in vain and couldn't cry or laugh. With such a straightforward expression, he couldn't see that there was really a problem. However, he knew very well that the lower limit of wisdom had reached the depth he needed to look up to, so he didn't want to entangle with him on this issue at all.

"Master, if you don't say it, I really want to go to bed."

Zhitong quickly grabbed the wasted time he turned and wanted to go, and said with a smile: "good disciple, didn't you just know the teacher named Zeng Rou? I think her salary should be not low. Why don't you lend her some money and buy some wine and meat for the master?"

"Wipe!" Idleness almost jumped up and looked at Zhitong obliquely with a very contemptuous look, with a kind of overwhelming shock in his heart.

"Master, you are challenging the rhythm of the lower limit!"

"Hey, hey, I'm flattered, I'm flattered!" Zhitong smiled very modestly, and the obscene light reflected into a glow. He needed to look up to understand what he set off.

"Waste, master, this is also creating opportunities for you. You want to collect love and buy back the super product medium, but it's really hard to go!"

"Well, I'll go." I really can't resist master's broken thoughts. I quickly raise my hand and surrender.

However, at the moment of turning around, he was very worried about the depth of Zhitong's lower limit and asked, "master, do you really think of a clever plan?"

"Really, I dare to use my Buddha heart and Buddha nature to guarantee that it is so true that it is no longer true!" Zhitong made a firm decision.

After idling around for a while, I couldn't find any flaws. Then I bit my teeth hard, put on a casual monk's robe, and walked out of Xishan temple.

Behind him came Zhitong's low voice: "say, where is my Buddha heart and Buddha nature?"

"Pa!" Just out of the temple gate, I heard this sentence. I suddenly stumbled under my feet and almost fell to the ground.

……

Out of the wasted time of Xishan temple, of course, it's impossible to really find Zeng rou. After all, ask Zeng Rou for money, and then buy wine and meat, which is really

Well, although he is a monk, he is a man.

So he really can't do such a thing without a lower limit.

But who can you find without looking for Zeng Rou?

Although you can really go to karma, you can't afford to waste your time. Moreover, the effect of karma is not worth praising.

After thinking about it, apart from Zeng Rou, you will recognize a person in vain, that is the landlady of the dream bar, Liu Yan.

Since you have no choice, go to the dream bar.

Thinking of this, waste blew a whistle and called Xiao Jin together.

After all, Liu Yan still has deep feelings for Xiao Jin. At that time, it shouldn't be too difficult for her to play this emotional card and want to ask for some wine and meat?

What's more, it has to be explained that it's not. It's just that this bad reputation will fall on Xiao Jin's head.

As soon as I read this, I stretched out my hand in vain and carried Xiao Jin who ran quickly to my arms. Then I gently touched Xiao Jin's head and told him low for a while.

"Zhi..."

Xiao Jin began to despise her face, but in the end, she was finally frightened and wasted. Her voice became smaller and smaller, and she lowered her head slowly.

Only the eyes full of grievances make people feel so pity.