Mu Fusheng raised his hand, gently placed it on Youtanhua's shoulder, and gently shook Youtanhua as she lay on her chest.
Udanhua didn't react at all.
"Senior?" Mu Fusheng couldn't help but asked in a funny tone.
You were teasing him domineeringly just now, why didn't you respond now? Could it be that the promise that the senior had sworn was just to tease him?
Mu Fusheng's only response was steady breathing one after another. You Tanhua actually fell asleep lying on Mu Fusheng's chest like this?
Mu Fusheng couldn't help but feel a little depressed. Could it be that the senior was evading his promise and pretending to be asleep? He gently shook Youtanhua again.
Unexpectedly, Youtanhua muttered "little monk", then with a clever move, he turned Mu Fusheng sideways, found a comfortable position in Mu Fusheng's arms and fell asleep.
Mu Fusheng was speechless, but his eyes when he looked at Youtanhua were full of endearment.
The next morning, Youtanhua woke up comfortably in Mu Fusheng's arms.
She opened her eyes drowsily and saw Mu Fusheng looking at her with a smile: "Senior, good morning."
Youtanhua thought about what happened last night. She originally wanted to punish Mu Fusheng, but she felt that she could not tolerate the man's small temper.
But why did she fall asleep like that? And... she was still sleeping on Mu Fusheng's arm. She put one hand on his waist, pressed one leg on his thigh, and tied Mu Fusheng tightly.
Strictly.
Youtanhua retracted his limbs in embarrassment, coughed slightly, and said: "Your uncle is gone? Are you angry with me?"
Mu Fusheng was wondering what the "uncle" was, but he was still thinking about Udanhua's promise last night, so he clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, senior, can you give me whatever I want?"
Youtanhua just walked to the table and took a sip of tea. When he heard this, he turned to look at Mu Fusheng in surprise and thought to himself: "The young monk actually asked me for something? What a teachable child."
So Udanhua generously said: "What do you want? Tell me, I can even pick the stars in the sky."
Mu Fusheng cast an earnest look at Youtanhua and said, "The young monk has already thought about it. The young monk wants senior to ignore Song Lan."
The tea that Youtanhua just drank in his mouth spat out with a "puff".
The demons waiting outside heard the movement in the house, and came in one by one to serve.
Youtanhua waved his hand and sent them all out, and then closed the door of the dormitory again.
"What did you say?" Youtanhua was puzzled for a while, "Why do I ignore Song Lan? What have you been thinking about all day long?"
Mu Fusheng lowered his head and said sadly: "Senior, this young monk has violated the precept of anger. This young monk is jealous of your attention to Song Lan."
Youtanhua was stunned for a few seconds, and finally got a taste of it. Mu Fusheng felt that he spent too much time with Song Lan these days and ignored him.
She raised her eyebrows, smiled and said: "Little monk, are you jealous? This is not allowed. You are a Buddhist, how can you violate the precept of anger?"
Mu Fusheng continued to hang his head and said pitifully: "Yes, the young monk is wrong. Can senior please promise me?"
"Haha, you can't." You Tanhua raised his eyebrows, "Little monk, don't be so petty. I came to Song Lan to entrust him with something to do. You don't have to be jealous. I and you have a skin-to-heart relationship.
Dear, I will naturally be responsible for you."
Mu Fusheng raised his head and put away his pitiful expression, as if the poor little boy just now was not him. He clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, good, good, good."
Youtanhua was amused by the change in Mu Fusheng's attitude before and after, and emphasized: "What? You don't believe me? Are you a little confident in yourself? I have always been a person who looks at faces. Even if you don't have that kind of relationship, you
If you stand with him, I will definitely choose you."
"Amitabha, that's good, that's good." Mu Fusheng continued to clasp his hands together without commenting.
"Also, since you know that you have committed a crime of anger, you should recite the sutra properly and recite the sutra a hundred and eighty times quickly. This will never happen again. Don't make unreasonable troubles again." Youtanhua said seriously again.
Mu Fusheng straightened his clothes without saying a word, then turned around neatly and opened the door and went out.
Youtanhua thought: "???Did he just snort?"
The demon envoys waiting outside the door were also very puzzled. This was the first time they saw such a frosty expression on Master Mu's face. What happened? Could it be that he was offended by the Lord?
Even Zen Master Mu was offended when the Lord held him in his hands like this. It seems that the Lord is in a bad mood today.
When they went in to serve, they could only shrink back and did not dare to express their anger, for fear of offending Udanhua.
Youtanhua is extremely depressed now. Men are really troublesome and they can't even listen to their nice words.
Mu Fusheng is still a Buddhist, but he has such a strong temper. How can he achieve enlightenment in the future? Is he really being led astray?