After saying that, he walked to the corner and took out an extra set of pen and paper.

After flattening the paper, Zhizuo also began to write.

Both of them were holding their pens and writing, and they sat next to them with a confused face.

Did he just say it wrong? It seems to be right.

Why didn’t the senior brother stand on his side? Was he really wrong?

Sitting while doubting life, I doubted for a long time, and finally realized something.

He couldn't help crying and said: Senior brother, have you put down your principles in this matter?

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After more than two hours of busyness, Heng Yu compiled a total of eighteen Buddhist stories and extracted ten Buddhist verses from them.

In addition to the two Buddhist stories that were originally given to Hikari, they had a total of twenty stories in their hands.

Heng Yu put all the paper together: "I will carefully review these small stories in the past few days and add pictures to them."

Sighing lightly after realization.

He and Buddhism cannot make her work harder.

After thinking about it for a while, I realized that, "If Lord Luo doesn't mind, can you take some time to teach me how to draw these small stories?"

"Do you want to learn?"

“I’m a little interested.”

Heng Yu smiled: "Then I'll take time to teach you tomorrow. Now I'll go back to practice swords first."

Walking out of the wing room, Heng Yu said goodbye and left.

When she passed through the market under the temple, she saw a stall owner selling waxed crabapple potted plants.

His eyes stayed on the wavy begonia for a while. The stall owner noticed her gaze and asked politely: "This fairy wants to buy a pot to go back."

"Now the weeping crabapple is blooming brightly, and placing it by the window can make people feel happy."

The flowering period of this weeping crabapple happens to be in November and February, and is now in full bloom.

When you get closer and smell it, you can smell a faint fragrance.

Heng Yu squatted down and picked the one she thought was the best: "Just this one."

After paying the money, Hengyu returned to Qingyun Temple.

She looked out of the window of the wing room and saw the Buddhist son sitting by the window continuing to organize the Buddhist scriptures.

He walked over quickly and through the window, Heng Yu raised his lips and smiled: "Are you interested in taking care of a pot of flowers?"

Recognize and turn your head.

He got up and reached out his hand from it.

Heng Yu stood outside the window and handed him the weeping crabapple.

Seeing that he took the potted plant and was holding it in his arms and looking at it carefully, Heng Yu waved to him: "Let's go."

When he turned around, the skirt dripped sharply in the air.

Yuwu walked out of the wing room and stood by the door to watch her leave.

He walked back to the room until he couldn't see her back and placed the waxed crabapple on the windowsill.

The sun shines through the window, blocked by the weeping crabapple, and finally forms a shadow on the table.

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Back in the yard, Heng Yu continued to practice wielding his sword.

After swinging a thousand swords again, she walked into the study and sat down, took out the stack of paper with the short stories of Buddhist theory from the storage ring, and compared the content of the short stories of Buddhist theory, she drew a vivid and vivid painting.

She used simple drawing methods, mainly to draw the scene.

So the progress is very fast.

After drawing three short stories in a row, Heng Yu rubbed his wrists and continued to walk out of the yard to practice wielding his sword.

When her wrist was sore and swollen, Heng Yu was still happy to think: Fortunately, I took the initiative to propose to learn painting, so that she would be lazy in the next few days.

The next morning, Hengyu went to Qingyun Temple again.

She didn't take the initiative to teach anything, but just threw the matching painting she drew last night in front of Wu.

"Look, it's probably this way."

With the enlightenment of enlightenment, you should be able to learn it quickly after you have reference objects.

She no longer needs to teach anything more.

I looked through these paintings carefully.

After reading them all, I realized that I could probably understand Heng Yu’s idea of ​​painting.

"Then you draw it and try it. If there is any inappropriateness, I will point it out." Heng Yu suggested.

I realized that I opened my pen, ink, paper and ink, and began to paint carefully.

After Heng Yugang finished practicing the sword, the effect of the ointment has not evaporated now, and her wrists are still sore and swollen, so she doesn't plan to draw with Yu Wu.

She walked to the next wing room, lifted Monk Nian out, and asked him to play chess with her.

In the next five days, the three of them focused on sorting out Buddhist stories.

Because they are sufficient staff, they are extremely efficient and the completion of things is very good.

After finishing the work, Le Nian went to find a host and asked him to find a way to publish a thousand copies.

After listening to the recitation, the host read the content they compiled.

The more he looked through the scene, the more he was amazed.

When the booklet was turned to the end, the host sighed: "No wonder that donor Luo has a fate with Buddhism. Her wisdom is really rare."

After praising Heng Yu, the host looked at Nian and agreed to help them.

The host also offered to publish more, so that he could send it to the monks in the temple and pilgrims who came to pray to God and Buddha.

Le Nian clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, Master Luo said that as long as it is beneficial to promote Buddhism, we will be allowed to deal with this book at will."

The host also clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's name.

Time flies. On the day when the half-month appointment comes, Xiaoyaozi, who has not seen for a long time, appeared at the gate of Qingyun Temple in a green Taoist robe.

He waved his whisk with his hand, looking like he was not kind to the person who came.

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This book "Flying Buddha" is an extension of the fast-traveling small world

Heng Yu is the heroine of my first two books, I recommend this article to you here to complete my 80,000 fast-wearing fast-wearing fast-wearing text—

"The female supporting role is a big boss [Quick Wear]":

Introduction: Enjoy wealth, control power, have been decisive in killing, and have lived freely

Hengyu travels through time and space, and is the most special traveler in time and space

world:

1. [The master of online writing was accused of plagiarism] had to go home and inherit the family business of 100 billion yuan

2. [The entertainment industry relies on beauty to commit murder] She is at the top of entertainment

3. 【Long live the princess】A thousand troops are silent beside her

4. [Abstinent God of Light] Break the cold fate of the gods

5. [Crime Profile] Profile criminals and appease the dead

6. [Kill the White Moonlight to Enlightenment] White Moonlight Returns

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Alias ​​"The Big Boss Enters the City to Slaughter Newbie"
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