The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Chapter 109: Bath buddha

This blow by Liu Yuan, smelling the taste of Laba porridge, looking at the beautiful lotus seeds, various Buddhas, and arhats inside, his eyes were full of surprise! It has grown so big and has never seen such a fine porridge! And this taste, let alone eat it, smell it, the maggots in the stomach are almost unable to crawl out.

Just then, Tan Juguo laughed and said, "Okay, don't watch it, eat it. There is enough bowls, everyone don't watch it, just go eat it. I didn't expect that this kid, Fang Zheng, still has this. He has no skill at all, hey ... "

Liu Yuan heard that she was blushing. Although she wanted to eat, she was embarrassed. She hurriedly handed it to Tan Juguo and took the bowl and ran to the porridge.

At this time, other people also arrived. Everyone smelled the scent. All the doubts in the stomach had disappeared before. They all ran over to drink the porridge. But when I heard that one person could only drink one bowl, there were many scolds ...

Some people even regret it ...

"Oh, I knew I would drink slowly. This time it's alright, I'm totally bored, I can only smell it." Song Ergou was bitter, he kept a careful eye, thinking about drinking quickly, and then go sip, more Drink nothing!

As a result, he drank. Many people on the side hadn't drank it yet. The fragrance was tangy. He just felt the gurgle in his stomach and drooled. Turn your head away or not? As a result, some people are drinking porridge here, and then turning around, there are others! So just look up and look at the sky ... but this fragrance ...

"How do I feel I have come to suffer?" Tan Yong came to Song Ergou and sighed.

Song Ergou said, "Don't talk to me, hold your breath!"

Tan Yong: "# @ ¥ # ……"

At the same time, on the other side, someone was unlucky.

"Tan Ming, don't you say there is nothing delicious on the mountain? Don't you say that you should eat more in the morning, don't you need to eat on the mountain? What about the bowl? Our bowl?" Liang Yu stared at Tan Ming wistfully.

Tan Ming, who was bragging with Ma Yuan a while ago, was embarrassed at this moment: "Liang Yu, that ... who knows that a small temple can make such a delicious Laba porridge. Anyway, that's fine Smell, it's not delicious. "

"Tan Ming, you are the hardest dead duck! OK, isn't it delicious? You can watch it yourself!" After finishing, Liang Yu left, and after a while, borrowed a large bowl from Ma Yuan's house. Simmered a bowl of porridge, sitting directly next to Tan Ming, blowing the heat on it, smelling the scent, and using a chopsticks to pick up a green emerald-like lotus seed, said marvelously: "It's beautiful, Tan Ming, look Look, how well the Buddha is portrayed. "

Tan Ming squinted at the porridge in Liang Yu's bowl, then looked at the lotus seed, swallowed his mouth, closed his breath, and then hehehe said, "It just smells good, it looks good. It must be delicious."

Grunt ...

"It's not delicious? Hey, whose belly is ringing?" Liang Yu asked.

Tan Ming turned his head, it was estimated that the toad was calling, it had nothing to do with me.

Liang Yu immediately took the bowl and went to the other side. She brought the lotus seeds to Tan Ming and said, "I really don't eat? I really don't eat? Then I eat it!"

After speaking, Liang Yu put in the entrance, the lotus seeds are not ordinary lotus seeds, the lotus seeds under Lingshan Mountain, the entrance is fragrant, and it breaks with a bite, ringing the tip of the tongue. That wonderful feeling, Liang Yu closed his eyes subconsciously, exclaiming: Ming, I promise, this is the best lotus seed I have ever had in my life! Also, thank you ... "

"Thank me for what?" Tan Ming wondered, was her mother-in-law crazy? However, the one that Liang Yu ate was called a joss stick, and he also kept talking. But how good are you to eat it again? Tan Ming, who is desperate for face, bear it!

Liang Yu didn't explain, drinking the porridge thinly, porridge entrance, the flavor of eighteen kinds of ingredients, richer than a lotus seed, richer, richer, sweet and delicious, can't stop. Liang Yu, who always eats a lady, this time is a world of shattering, she doesn't care about any image, and drinks up!

Then click your mouth, sighed at Tan Ming, and smiled: "Giggle, it's so comfortable! Sit on your own!"

After that, Liang Yu ran away.

Tan Ming was left there, touching his belly, and drooling, imagining the taste and taste of this porridge.

Just then, Liang Yu took another bowl of porridge, came back, and sat next to Tan Ming again, hehe smiled: "Tan Ming, look, what is this? Mung beans! Look, it is transparent in the sun It's so beautiful! "

"GMO." Tan Ming was really stingy, although Liang Yu was pouting, but the villagers' response was clear, and he praised and praised him. The second bowl of cries was higher than the other. The little monk is about to be overturned! This scene is definitely not fake. Fools know that this porridge must be delicious! At least, he has never seen such a scene in Baiyun Temple!

But face, face, face! For the sake of face, Tan Ming, forbearance!

However, Liang Yu knew Tan Ming so much. He came to the side of Tan Ming and laughed: "GMO? I can tell you, our parents can say that Founder never goes down. The food on the mountain is given by the villagers. There is another small piece of land in the temple itself. If you want to say that genetic modification, even if you sell it all over the country, you ca n’t sell it here. Of course, the point is, it ’s so delicious! Even if it ’s genetically modified, I also eat ... ... "

"Sister, eat as much as you want, don't you change my mind for this?" Tan Ming ignited.

Liang Yu was not afraid of him. He continued to face Tan Ming, set up a red date, and handed it to Tan Ming's mouth and said, "Smell, is it not fragrant?"

Tan Ming smelled the scent, groaned in his stomach, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Liang Yu, you are playing with fire!"

"Giggle, you have the ability to bite me!" Liang Yu provoked.

"Dad is here!" Tan Ming said.

As soon as Liang Yu turned his head, his hands lightened, and he turned his head. Tan Ming was up and patted his buttocks, "It's boring, go elsewhere."

Liang Yu looked at the red dates on her hand and smiled and cursed: "You just die to lose face and suffer! What's going on in front of Baiyun Temple? Now I'm embarrassed to drink porridge? Tan Ming, don't think about face, money or anything "Here is your hometown. Everyone who looks at you grows up and pretends to be useless and easy to live?"

Tan Ming's back trembled slightly, then waved his hand, and said, "That's it, I can't change it. I'll go and see inside the temple."

After speaking, Tan Ming came to the gate of the temple and saw a table set there with a disc on it, with lotus flowers in it, and a golden statue of a Buddha. Some villagers would use the side dishes after drinking Laba porridge. The spoon scooped up the perfume on the side and poured it on the statue of Buddha.

What surprised Tan Ming was that no matter how lively it was outside, once a buddha statue was drunk, people who walked into the temple would immediately be quiet, with a calm and peaceful face, as if they realized something in their eyes, and seemed to see something through it, It was a solution of some doubts and a relaxed look.