"Fa Yan, not my brother said you, this time, it is really not allowed to argue and abbot."

On the side of the bed, Fuming, full of wrinkles, looks very sad. It is natural. In the eyes of Zhang Dashao, there is a slow foundation between the two people. Therefore, this expression appears.

It is normal for the old man, the old man, who has always been stormy.

However, at this time, Dafa obviously did not have the awareness of a good friend, and still frowned and gritted his teeth and waited for his mouth to murder what he said.

It took his eyes to be deaf, but when the time of the two of them got along, even if the fart was put out, he could know the composition and weight of the fart.

As far as he was like like, what good words can be, anyway, it is not to read the Qingxin Mantra of the Diamond Sutra, but this is the case, but Fa Yan has broken the precepts. This is not appropriate!

As a good -founded friendly partner, Fuming's duties strictly executed, everything is for the sake of law, and for the sake of strictness, he must let him come out of this matter. If otherwise, Huichang Temple will have a master

And there is one more grudge, how can this do this?

The current Huichang Temple is already windy and rainy, and the shit stick that stirred the wind and rain no longer knows where to go. Even though he knows Zhang Dashao's behavior, it is also mixed with a lot of helplessness in the middle.

After calming down, from the fall of Yun Hao, the hearts of the entire monk were very shaken. No one who could turn the tide existed. If the law was so self -abandoned, but it was just such a broken thought, then the entire Huichang Temple will experience one.

The catastrophe.

Therefore, Faming carefully and gentle persuaded the law lying on the bed. I hope he can regain the fighting spirit and stand up.

The sad thing is not that there is no food or clothing, but the old man is sitting next to your bed, but your eyes are only resentment. For the reaction of the law, Fuming is very internal injury.

Hearing that Faming said so, Fa Yan was really very angry. He used to be very tolerant. He was also kind to the young monks of Huichang Temple.

After the brutal treatment, how can he calm down his heart?

The secret cursed in my heart, isn't everything I do for the Huichang Temple? How can I get the title of a 'bitch'!

Even after a few days, Fa Yan was still worried about this. This was not his careful eyes, but because his dignity was stepped on the soles of his feet. Although he was also a monk as a master, this could not indicate that he would just like himself.

I really have to spit out myself, sorry, he hasn't repaired so much.

Therefore, he sneered at what Famin said to live peacefully with Zhang Dashao, unless he really did wrong unless he was alert! But is this possible?

"Why!"

Seeing Fa Yan's role, Faming sighed disappointed, and his heart was awkward. Even if he knew that Fa Yan's temperament was persistent, he still had some expectations before.

It still makes sense, and the Emperor Huichang Temple did make a mistake. Although Granny Huang was killed on the ground by herself, this was also implicated with Huichang Temple.

Qi, let Fuming sigh, think that this is the warning of the Buddha. The Huichang Temple does change.

The Buddha's person is still good at cultivating Buddhism, but now, when he sees the strict look, he knows that he can't do it, leaving only a sigh.

"In this case, you still lie down, you still have to be calm and calm."

Speaking, Faming stood up and resigned.

"Huh, finally go!"

The law lying on the bed exhaled severely. At this time, his face had flushed, and his expression was very weird. He covered his lower body with both hands, clamped his legs, chrysanthemum spasm, damn it, damn, that kind

It feels here again.

Fortunately, it was too late, he was not ashamed.

When Faming was there before, he was too late. The double torture of urine and consequences made him completely feel what he wanted to die, but in front of Faming, he did not show it.

In his manner, he is superb, and he can show that he is superior in front of people. At this time, he can say that he wants to go to the hut?

What would he say, did he wave to the side to persuade himself, ‘Hi, brother, the younger brother wants to bubble urine and pour shit, let’ s go together! ”

Let him die! He wouldn't say that, he wouldn't say that, noisy that dirty thing, he couldn't do it.

Fortunately, President Fuming is really considerate and has a broad heart. When he knows that when he is at the end, he must not be able to hold on the position.

What a happy fact, let's go!

Thinking about it like this, Fa Yan quickly got up, but the action could not be said to be a sharpness, and it was very slow and clumsy. This was not his old age or half of his body.

The credit of the maid's purple clothes.

That "bitch" stunned him directly, and the damn heart disease had occurred in such a time, so so far, he still looks like his eyes are trembling.

It was also because he didn't want to show his needs in front of Fuming. Such a fragile self, he still hid himself silently sorrow.

Walking at a time at a time, he finally came to the hut. Hey, his body trembling was very cheerful, and he felt very cool. Now he just takes the toilet to clean up, but it is probably squatting.

Time is too long, dizzy, dark in front of his eyes, almost planted, very fortunate, he pressed on the wall and forcibly stopped the trend of pouring forward.

However, the Buddha did not stand beside him. Because he was worried that his body fell forward, he tried his back, so the tragedy happened ...

"Ah ~~~!"

No one knows what Master Fa Yan was encountered in the hut, but just saw him holding his hips hard, tears flowing, and in that hip, that was the toilet plan used to clean up the dirty objects. This is this toilet.

Shi was standing in the center of Master Fa Yan's hips, and blood flowed out ...

"Haha, since Zhang Gongzi said so, then the old man had to be the case! Hey, it's really regrettable!"

Having said that, Kong Siyuan shook his head. It seemed very regrettable and sighed, but the expression on the face was really related to regret, and the half -hairy money was not!

Sunshine is called a chrysanthemum blossom!

Seeing his actions, Zhang Dashao was very direct, expressing his disdain. Now in his heart, the dean of Kong Siyuan, the dean of the Songhe Academy, is summarized as the scope of the character scope of the gangsters.

A cultural hooligan!

However, the hooligans are not terrible, they are afraid of rogue culture. Now, Kong Siyuan is obviously a cultural hooligan. He must not be his apprentice. He must be very happy.

So coquettish, but can you see a little bit of truth, so as to be a model leader for our young age?

But it is clear that the dean who grinned at this moment laughed and said that he was regrettable.

Now how much he is in his heart, how to be proud of how self -consciousness is amazing, Zhang Yang has no intention to explore it. After all, the purpose of his coming to this academy has been achieved, and he studied in this Songhe Academy.

Zhang Yang didn't have a little interest at all. He was just his familiarity with the four books and five classics. He had made him look discouraged. He did not want to learn again.

How many thoughts, witnessing Li Laoji's insidious treating himself, he has lost his favor about the entire court. Yaya, he does not want to be exploited by Li Laoji's puppet.

Thinking about it this way, Zhang Dashao arched his hand, and said with a smile on this person with different complexions. "In this case, then the kid will leave first!"

"It's so good, your kid hurried back to organize the thing to the old man, remember to hurry up and don't be lazy!"

Zhang Dashao almost stunned his feet, and hurriedly walked away, who!

At the beginning, a big grace was so graceful, so I had to make a promise, and I was afraid to turn around in the diligently.

In, people who are more advanced and high -end are often packed in their pockets in their arms, but they do n’t take it out to share with people. It is precisely this cognition.

Kong Siyuan will decide him as a teacher like a strong man.

However, when he heard that he did not accept his worship and would take out those things without compensation, Kong Siyuan's real face was exposed, looked at, waved his sleeves, and gave himself as a garbage.

If you lose it, okay, in fact he is going to go, but this does not let people retain or even dislike the fact that they are not going fast enough to make Zhang Dashao hurt in their hearts!

Are you afraid he regrets it!

For Kong Siyuan's shameless approach, even Kong Qingyun, who is the daughter of the younger generation, can't help but have some Hao Ran, with crimson, shame on his face!
Chapter completed!