Zhang Dashao took a brisk walk. With the beauty of the beauty, he returned to Huichang Temple with a happy mood, as if he was going home on vacation, and there was no haze on his face. The previous resentment disappeared.

A Yunhao has fallen, and there are tens of thousands of Yunhao who wants to fall one after another. The situation is good. Even if Zhang Dashao intentionally converges his so excited face to avoid excessive hurting people's eyes, but the effect after hard work is obvious.

Not good, the corner of the upturned mouth obviously leaked his good mood.

The one who faced him was the Monk of the Hyacha Temple who was suffering.

Zhang Yang smiled and smiled, and a little white teeth, "Do you have nothing to do with your body? The work is smooth? Haha, Amitabha?"

Those who are not different let everyone stood on the spot, full of haze, and the original responsibility criticized the stubborn stalk in the throat.

Looking at the Mars, when it is hot, no one here knows what Mars is.

Seeing that I used only one sentence, I shut up these preparations of the naval tactics to hold themselves in their hands. This feeling is simply too much.

When Zhang Yang sent Yunhao to the gate of the gate, Huichang Temple had no peace in the past. Yes, even before, even if Zhang Yang was an airborne abbot, he did not have a little experience.

According to the masters of the masters, they still kept their eyes open with their eyes. After all, the new abbot was just a yellow -haired boy, and he could not hinder their affairs.

However, there must be a loss of wise men. In a short period of time, Zhang Yang even refreshed their cognition. In this way, they have always been used by themselves.

Especially Yunhao's defeat made them feel anxious, as if sitting in a futon sitting under the buttocks, but a fire.

Therefore, when Zhang Yang returned, they thought about being passive as the initiative, and they took the lead to win the opportunity.

I want to turn her eyes to express her admiration for him. I do n’t know if I know if I know that the old Master Kongziquan will live. If this is the case, it ’s Zhang Dashao’ s merit.

However, it is precisely because of Zhang Yang's plug -in and stinging, so that their stomachs are unable to say, and they are blushing and heartbeat.

They all surrounded Zhang Yang and Zhang Da Shao. And these monks, known as bald donkeys, could only comfort themselves on the side, that is, the red powder is the skeleton, and Zhang Dashao worked hard to get a few more skeletons!

Thinking of this, the monks were a bit balanced. Although their Buddha's exquisite quality and noble quality, there was no pursuit of beauty, even when the night was quiet and bloody, it was just with their own hands, holding a steel gun, both hands, and both hands.

Flying up and down like a butterfly, swaying left and right, the heartbeat is as bright as the eyes in the drum,

Suddenly, when I saw the Buddha, the ejected essence was dyed and wet the bedding, and the fragrance of the Buddha lingered out of the fire. From this way, they could always avoid people's ears and desire in front of people.

Come to maintain the benchmark that supports their monks.

In this way, they abandon the beautiful women, and they can enjoy that kind of joy like eating the marrow. They are the smartest people in the world, fooling the world, and whether they are foolish?

Consider.

But today they saw the red powder beside Zhang Yang and Zhang Da Shao, as if they saw the skeleton. At this time, they did not have the same face in their hearts and exposed their handle in front of them!

As a abbot, he does not pay attention to his own words and deeds, and runs counter to the Buddhist. How can such people be able to serve the public and how can they be qualified to continue to serve as the abbot of Huichang Temple!

This conclusion excited the monks. It was the first crack on the face full of confident and noble faces. On the top can be cleaned, and a glimpse of the joy was to be cleaned. A trace of expectations waiting for the show.

Zhang Yang didn't care about this!

He is him, deserves his heart, and be the most authentic self!

And about the abbot of Huichang Temple, he will not let it go!

Under the excitement that was about to jump in his heart, Zhang Dashao walked calmly into Huichang Temple with a calm face.

The purple clothes behind him are bulging, the mouth is open, and it looks like a hit.

"What happened to your little girl! Everyone is gone, and the eyes are almost falling!"

The master of Li Dajun on the side is really unhappy. This is not the first time. The girl around him is very fascinating to Zhang Dasun's eyes.

Deeply embarrassed. The expression of Ziyi is in the eyes of Li Dajun, and it is the existence of their own people.

Ziyi felt that his young heart was harmed by his own county owner again.

It seems that the county owner still has feelings for this small abbot. The open eyes of Ziyi kept scanning on Zhang Dashao and the Lord of Li Dajun. She was very ambiguous in her eyes.

At a glance, his own county owner is such an unable to accept it? Ziyi feels that he is the truth. It turned out to be jealous!

However, the little girl Ziyi felt that she was really wronged. She had heard that Zhang Dashao's unscrupulous person was also hit. As a young lady of the county, Ziyi has also received elite education with her own county owner since she was a child, otherwise

What does the county master usually say? As a personal son, I do n’t know how to understand the meaning of her master. Is n’t this very embarrassing? Because, the literary literacy of the purple girl is actually very good.

Because of this, Ziyi felt that her heart was hit, and it was even very angry.

After all, in the legend, Zhang Yang Da Shao is the capital of Changan and even the first talent in the world. This is the evaluation of Lord Kong Da Kong, and his own county owner will recite two sentences of Yongyue poems from time to time. It is rumored that it is also from the hands of this person.

But today, after seeing Zhang Dashao's literary talent, Ziyi's head is full of doubt. If these sentences are unreasonable, what literary talent can there be? Is it the first talent in the world?

For a while, Ziyi stared at Zhang Dashao's eyes very focused. It seemed that he wanted to stare his body a hole, and to see how much ink in his stomach.

Hmm, if he knew that he had cheated his own county master, she would not spare him lightly! Especially when he saw Zhang Dashao's look at those old monks who made white bearded, Ziyi deeply thought that it was Zhang Yang.

The creature is a dangerous body. Look, he does not even respect the elderly. Although he knows in his heart that these elderly people may not be as kind as what they show, at this time, the purple coat chose to close the mind and thought, but he was persistently staring at the stare.

With Zhang Dashao's back.

Hey! How should she tell her county owner that she might be deceived! Ziyi feels that her own county owner must not bear such a blow, not to say how much she has the true feelings of this suspected of morality.

Even the flaws that the little girl could find her own county owner did not find it. In fact, she was afraid of her county owner and became angry!

What a little girl who thinks about the county owner!

Ziyi praised herself silently in her heart, thinking that her girl like her was definitely a thousand years.

However, it turns out that she has absolutely no tacit understanding with her own county owner. This cannot blame her!

Who knows that Ms. Junzhu thinks that she is committing idiots, and staring at Zhang Dashao's back is obsessed!

Get rid of it, this is definitely a joke.

It is undeniable that Zhang Dashao has a good skin, and Ziyi admits that staring at such a handsome face is indeed a kind of enjoyment. Although she has a pair of eyes that are good at discovering beauty, but similar, she is also under facing.

A mind, naturally won't be confused by beauty! She is purple, but a rational person!

But Miss County, can you not look at her with that kind of cricket eyes?

The purple coat shaking the goosebumps on her body, and felt that the severe cold that suddenly emerged on her body finally reduced a bit. She raised her steps and followed the pace of her county Lord.

consciousness.

"Debate, do you have nothing to say?"

When the corners of Zhang Yang were about to disappear, the monks who stood on the spot finally returned to God. Amitabha, now their maintenance workers have become more and more backward.

This was sent by this three words of wine? This is simply unscientific!

They are the most endurance spokesperson. They use the scriptures to exercise their lung capacity every day. How can the battle value be so low?

After self -reflection, a group of monks stared at Zhang Yang's expression even more badly. How can you make this culprit alone at this time?

Although there is a famous saying in Buddhism, I do n’t enter hell, but they obviously do n’t have such a high consciousness.

And what kind of impression of the people will have about Huichang Temple, and more importantly, what kind of vision will they be regarded as a monk of Huichang Temple? This is definitely a serious problem!

And all this is caused by Zhang Yang. If he obeys their good intentions, what is the current situation, and now, Zhang Yang wants to do whatever you want to do, and they will not agree!
Chapter completed!