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Chapter 85 The Little Monk in Xixin Temple

"Little master, what are you looking at?"

"Look at the trees!"

“What’s so interesting about this section of dead trees?”

"I don't think there's anything interesting to see, but the master asked me to see..." The little monk still didn't blink.

"Do you want to practice your eyesight? Practice your concentration?"

"No, it's enlightenment."

Lin Su was so surprised: "Is this how you Buddhists achieve enlightenment? Without goals or preset results, you look like an idiot staring at a dead tree..."

"The master said that when the flowers bloom on this tree, I will attain enlightenment."

Are there flowers blooming on the trees?

Lin Su touched it carefully, knocked it, and shook his head gently...

"Little Master, I'm really not a nosy person, but I feel that I am a few years older than you, so I have the responsibility and obligation to tell you a very sad thing... This tree has died a long time ago, and it even said,

It is burned into charcoal, charcoal, and cannot bloom!"

"Master said yes!"

"..." Lin Su swallowed speechlessly...

Soon, he discovered a new problem. This tree was a type of tree. There were not many trees in the world that never bloomed, but the tree in front of the young monk was the kind that never bloomed.

This young monk is too memorized, or in other words, his master is too cheating.

"Little Master, I really can't bear it anymore... The tree in front of you is called Cyperus alba, and even if it comes to life, it still won't bloom."

"Master said yes!"

Lin Su was completely speechless.

There is absolutely no reason to talk to you little bald man, I will withdraw!

Lin Su took a few steps and saw that the child was still there with his head raised, not afraid of cervical spondylosis...

Lin Su came back, with a flying knife on her fingertips. Together with the flying knife, she carved a flower on the dead tree...

"Young monk, you see, these are the flowers blooming on the tree... You have attained enlightenment, you can go, cross the temple gate and look across the way, there is a wonderful world of mortals there!"

Jiu'er squinted at him with a pair of flirtatious eyes, "You bad guy, have you ever misled a Buddhist disciple like you?"

The little monk looked at the flower in a daze, as if he was stunned...

"It's a sin to be cut into pieces at such a young age, Amitabha..."

Suddenly, Lin Su was startled. The little monk was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. From this angle, he saw a majestic treasure...

A groan came from beside me...

Lin Su turned around and saw Jiu'er's red face...

"What's wrong?"

"I...I suddenly felt my blood and energy fluctuating, and my tail...my tail couldn't hold it down anymore..."

Under her skirt, a big furry tail appeared, followed by another, and then another...

"Buddhism suppresses? Let's go!" Lin Su suddenly picked her up and strode out of the ancient temple. Just as he exited, a crisp sound came from the ancient temple. Looking through the crack in the door, there was a faint flow of Buddha's light on the young monk.

Holy shit, are you really enlightened?

What did I do? I drew a flower on the dead tree in front of the young monk, and then he got enlightenment. My hands must have been enlightened, or my mouth must have been enlightened.

Lin Su's heart was pounding wildly. He picked up Xiaojiu and walked across two streets, not daring to approach this weird ancient temple again.

He wasn't afraid of this, but the little demon in his arms was. She couldn't even hide her tail.

Fortunately, after crossing two streets, her tail retracted. Lin Su felt up and down and found no new growth at the base of her tail. It was fine.

The girl in her arms moaned again...

No, your tail has been retracted, why can’t you stand it?

Xiaojiu hugged his neck: "Don't touch it on the street, go home and touch it..."

Damn it, I got the wrong script...



In Piaoxiang Tower, Qin Muzhi and a group of Quzhou heroes were having a romantic banquet.

Qin Muzhi, Yang Yu, Du Yunkai, and Lu Tong, these four are the ten outstanding figures in Quzhou. They are the most popular at the moment, because they are all candidates and will not participate in this examination. Others are still thinking about what to do after eight days.

What they are thinking about is the imperial examination in May next year.

The Imperial Examination is the highest level examination for literati. The Skill Examination is something they don't want to play with. The Imperial Examination is something they will definitely take. The only suspense lies in their ranking.

Look, what kind of Versailles is this?

Zhou Liangcheng, Zhao Ji, Chen Dong and others looked at these four people. If they said they were not envious, that would definitely not be the truth. Only those who play at their level are called literati. They really don’t want to enter a high-end place like Piaoxiang Building.

Money, and he also gave them the best girl in the building to play with for free.

People say that courtesans are ruthless and actors have no righteousness. Who among the women in the brothel is not greedy for money? But in front of them, these courtesans who are jealous for money have all turned into virtuous ladies. They call me young masters over and over again and let others pick them.

, never mention a word about copper odor...

When people reach the extreme, even noble men can see the essence through phenomena - don't care about the flowers and leaves in front of you, you must be able to see the potential value of these high-level scholars. Think about it, one day, these heroes will sit on the top of the temple.

Department, can't you also proudly say that in a certain year and a certain month, this adult once tossed my belly? Isn't that a very honorable thing?

Courtesans still understand this truth.

The Four Elites are the Four Elites. They sit in the highest position and the woman in their arms is more beautiful. Zhou Liangcheng and the others accept this. Who makes them inferior?

But under the Four Heroes, there are several others, and these people are also ranked in front of them.

Which people?

Once the name was announced, Zhou Liangcheng was at least convinced.

Dingyuan Prefecture was succeeded by Du Zhou, Jicheng Prefecture was succeeded by He Mintao, Litian Prefecture was succeeded by Li Yuanzuo, and Beihe Prefecture was succeeded by Fu Xiaochun.

A whole four solutions!

Zhao Ji looked at these four Jieyuan, and his heart ached a little. They were all that Lin Su. If this bastard hadn't come out of nowhere, wouldn't he also be Jieyuan?

When it comes to literature and education, there really is only the first, but not the second. There is only one place between Jieyuan and the second place, but Jieyuan is Jieyuan, and the second place is nothing...

There were two other people, which were very strange, because one of them was dressed in black and was not a scholar at first glance. He was sitting among a group of students, and Qin Muzhi did not look down upon him, calling him Brother Zheng.

The other person was even more strange. He had a bald head and white clothes. Judging from his clothes, he was a scribe. Judging from his head, he was clearly a monk. He had ring scars. This monk also drank wine and ate meat, and he actually held a monk in his arms.

Beauty, but he didn't always stretch his hands around like other people.

"Brother Zhao, do you understand these two...?" Zhou Liangcheng asked Zhao Ji quietly.

Zhao Ji smiled lightly: "Brother Zheng Hao and Zheng is the young master of the Medicine God Valley. He is a martial arts genius who has reached the pinnacle of martial arts."

Zhou Liangcheng’s eyes widened, Wu Ji? Peak?

Oh my god, how old is he? How did he cultivate? Also, he actually belongs to Yaoshengu. Yaoshengu is known as the first family in Quzhou. In the name of medicinal materials, it has a wide network of friends, is rich in the world, and has countless green forest heroes under its banner.

The people of Quzhou are first-class powerful.


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