Chapter 187 [There are three fears in the rivers and lakes, the old scholar is a monk](1/2)
Joking aside, people from outside the country came to Yunshui Mountain for their own business. Zhou Yi naturally couldn't neglect him. What's more, he hadn't shown off his skills for many days, so he was really a bit unskilled. Just think of these great monks as a blessing.
Soon, the table was filled with dishes cooked by Zhou Yi; the eighteen monks looked around and saw only red, green and white dishes, vegetables and tofu, but no meat.
Duoyu frowned: "Donor Zhou, why don't you see the smell of meat? How can we save all sentient beings?"
"Haha, please taste it first before talking, don't make any judgments."
Zhouyi Hehe Zhile: "The so-called emptiness is color, color is emptiness, meat is vegetarian, vegetarian is meat, there is no chicken or duck phase, no pig or sheep phase, no green vegetables and tofu phase. My table looks like a vegetarian dish, but actually it contains meat.
, it is just suitable for masters to study Buddhism deeply.”
"So it's so, so it's so mysterious?"
It is probably because he has lived in isolation for a long time and read Buddhist scriptures. The tone of the words of the great monks is similar to that of the ancients. After hearing Zhou Yi's words, Duoyu suddenly became happy: "Junior sister is right, the Zhou almsgiver is indeed unparalleled! I
First come a piece of cabbage, wow, this is a big piece of fish!"
"Is it really fish meat? It really is fish meat? Amitabha, it is really fish meat!" All the bald heads took action one after another, not one of them lagging behind.
"This plate of jelly is actually made of fish lips? How wonderful!"
“The hidden stuff in this shredded rice noodles is steamed pork with rice flour. It’s a wonderful idea. It turns out that the sweet steamed pork with rice flour is also so delicious.”
"Haha, there are also these tofus. Although there is no meat, they have a strong smell of ham. Wow, wow, wow, it's Joaquin's ham, a stroke of genius, a stroke of genius!"
"Amitabha, I think this wine is the best. The wine is green in color and makes people feel dizzy and confused. It is the best test for practitioners of our generation."
Zhou Yi heard that, good guys, these great monks are not ordinary foodies? They are all master-level figures, and each one is better than the other; when the "disaster of the city" that can lead to sexual incest is put into their mouths, they actually...
It has become the best way to promote spiritual practice. It seems that if you drink a few more drinks, you can become a Buddha, which makes you feel embarrassed and doesn't care enough.
The great monks were all eating and drinking, and in the end they all trembled. They lay on the table, got under the table, and got under the table. They were worthy of being the first of the Eighteen Arhats. They struggled to move to the sofa.
With a big red face, he said: "Donor Zhou is very good at his craftsmanship. From now on, he will do the same as he did today." Before he could finish his words, he fell on the sofa and fell asleep.
"That's fine. It saves me the trouble of arranging accommodation."
How should Zhou Yi Zheng worry about arranging the accommodation for the eighteen great monks? No matter how many guest rooms there are in Tingfeng Xiaozhu, they can't sleep so many bald heads? Now that they have found the solution, let's make do with it for one night. Anyway, in the villa
With central air conditioning, you don’t have to worry about catching a cold.
After Zhou Yi got up the next day, he was thinking of going to the kitchen to make some breakfast for the monks. He didn't want to go to the first floor, but he found eighteen monks sitting in a row in the dining room, each holding a bowl of porridge and eating.
I was so happy; I saw that the porridge was green in color and had a pleasant aroma. It was made with his "Green and Fragrant Fruit".
Zhou Yi frowned and thought to himself that these monks were not polite. They had enough food and clothing by themselves. When Duozhi saw him coming, he came up to him with a smile and said: "Amitabha, Almsgiver Zhou, I am used to waiting for monks to get up early, so I did it without your permission just now."
Do you mind if I take your rice to make porridge?"
"Don't mind, don't mind. I'm just about to try the craftsmanship of all the masters." Zhou Yi walked to the table with a smile and filled a bowl for himself. Not to mention, the monk was really good at cooking porridge, and he could control the heat even better than him.
Too much concession.
"Amitabha, that's really good rice! Donor Zhou, we have an idea. This time we will build Wangqi Peak for you, and the labor will be free. How about using this rice to convert the labor?"
The great monks were all drunk and their pots were turned upside down, but they still looked like they were still unsatisfied. They all encouraged Duo Zhi to speak up and discuss the matter with Zhou Yi.
You are not stupid. Do you know how much my rice costs per kilogram? Zhou Yi shook his head when he heard this: "That can't be done. I have a limited quantity of rice, and I don't have any extra for you masters. How about this? Your days in Yunshui Mountain
, I guarantee that each person will get 20 meters per day, which is enough for you to make porridge and drink; after the project is completed, I will also donate enough sesame oil money to your temple, how about it?"
"Okay, it's not convenient for a monk to force others to do things, but can donor Zhou add a little more rice per person per day, 30 to 20 percent?"
Duo Zhi said with a frown on his face. All of their eighteen brothers are very naughty. Now that they have eaten this rice, how will they live in the future? It seems that they can only stay in Yunshui Mountain for a while longer to complete this project.
The slower the better, Amitabha, Buddha, forgive me. It’s not that I’m a greedy disciple, it’s just that the rice from Donor Zhou’s house is so delicious.
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Fortunately, these eighteen arrogant and arrogant people just like to eat, and they also know that monks should not disturb lay people. After dinner, the eighteen people meditated, meditated, and chanted sutras.
He was very diligent in chanting sutras and practicing martial arts, and did not disturb Zhou Yi anymore, which allowed him to have time to call Liu Xu, ask about Ye Zi's current situation, and mentioned Liu Rongrong's 'Early Childhood Education Center' casually, which was considered as a first step.
Lay the groundwork.
The monk who practices martial arts is called Duoli, who is like the Dharma name. He is as tall as a black bear that just jumped out of the old forest in the Northeast. He practices foreign martial arts. He is very powerful with hard bridges and hard horses. He punches and mouths
He also yelled: "Hehe, haha!" He stepped on his face and made a loud noise, like a human-shaped pile driver.
Zhou Yi was sitting in front of the purple bamboo forest, with Jin Daguan lying at his feet, his eyes almost narrowed into slits. He watched Duoli boxing without even taking a glance, and kept thinking in his heart: "No wonder he ate five bowls of porridge by himself."
, I dare to spend all my energy on this. What age is this? If you become a great master, what use will it be?"
Although the Almighty Idle Man system also has the skills of 'Nine Turns of Mysterious Strength' and 'Watching the Moon by Flying on Clouds', they are all auxiliary in nature. Even the Ziwu Stake he often stands on is just an internal skill, and it is also the laziest one;
With his physical fitness, he has never thought about practicing any boxing skills. It is because practicing martial arts in this era is of no use. Therefore, it seems that this powerful monk is wasting his time and energy.
"Brush brush brush"
Moreover, this monk was quite showy. He seemed to work harder when he saw someone watching. He was seen walking quickly, shaking around, exhaling from his mouth and roaring several times. He punched so hard that it actually made a sound.
There was a crisp sound of 'pop'.
"Well, there is actually someone who can punch loudly? This Duoli is not easy!"
Zhou Yi was stunned. Back then, he and Guan Wei had been hanging out in the university's martial arts club for a few days. At that time, he often heard people say, "A thousand dollars can't buy a sound."
They are all killing people, and they can kill or injure people with just a few punches and kicks. Unexpectedly, I saw the real Buddha today. The big rice bucket in front of me is not only not a rice bucket, but also a martial arts master!
"Ouch!"
Jin Daguan stood up suddenly, looked at Monk Duoli in shock, and screamed.
"No, is this because you got distracted?"
Zhou Yi immediately saw that Monk Duoli's face was flushed. In such a cold day, there was a layer of sweat on his forehead. His eyes were bulging like goldfish, and he could see red bloodshot eyes.
This is definitely a stray breath. It is even more terrifying for a person who practices foreign martial arts to lose his breath. It can range from paralysis to death, and he may even lose his mind and attack everyone and everything he sees!
"Don't move, calm down slowly, I'll help you."
Although Zhou Yi is a stickler for contemporary martial arts, medicine and martial arts have not been separated since ancient times, so he certainly understands the great monk's situation. At this moment, he no longer cares about being high-profile and low-key. He reaches the great monk in one move and reaches out to cut it.
His veins.
"I'll fight!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhou Yi approached, the great monk punched him in the face. Before the fist could reach the strong wind, his face was scratched and painful. It was as if Zhou Yi and him had the hatred of killing his father and taking his wife, so they had to fight with all their strength when they met.
"The monk is so crazy!"
Zhou Yi arrived first and punched Duo Li fiercely. This was the first time he had fought with someone since he obtained the Xianren System. With the speed and strength ten times that of ordinary people, coupled with the rapid operation of the Nine-turn Xuanjin
, before the punch came, the wind of the punch had already hit the back of Duoli's hand, which immediately made his hand weak and numb. After being hit by another punch, his wrist was immediately broken.
Zhou Yi broke off Duoli's right wrist with one punch. Without waiting for the monk to scream, he quickly threw out three silver needles and pierced his "pylorus", "shangqu" and "zhongzhu" points respectively.
Li snorted for a while, raised his head and fell down.
"Donor Zhou, don't hurt my junior brother!"
"Amitabha, don't be afraid, senior brother, Duoyong is here!"
Zhou Yi was about to walk over to regulate his energy and heal Duo Li's injuries when he heard two loud shouts and his bald head flashed before his eyes. However, Duo Zhi and Duo Yong from the Eighteen Arhats rushed in front of him; Duo Zhi was finally a cautious person and fell to the ground with a glance.
Duoli knew it was a misunderstanding, and shouted: "Duoyong, there is a misunderstanding. Benefactor Zhou is saving people, not hurting them!"
Duo Yong heard it, but it was a pity that he and Duo Li had the best relationship. The friend Fang Waiji who had just seen him was in danger. It was unknown whether Zhou Yi would blow her up. In the hurry, he had enough strength.
He had used up 120% of his energy to punch Zhou Yi, a pretty boy, but how could he just accept it at this moment? He could only shout: "Quick move, Almsgiver Zhou, Amitabha!"
This is great. If you are anxious, Amitabha Buddha will become Amitabha Buddha.
"Damn it, what's the secret of Duobao Temple? How come all the great monks who come out are so brave and fierce?"
Zhou Yi shook his head, pressed Duoli's chest with his hand, and continued to push the palace to get rid of the blood. At the same time, he stretched out his left hand, took Duoyong's fist and gently took it behind him.
This is like a technique in Tai Chi. The force in the palm seems to be vomited but not vomited, and it seems to be broken without breaking. It can catch springtails and fly birds. It takes ten times the strength, ten times the speed, ten times the bones, and ten times the understanding to understand it.
If it is used, even if Yang Luchan is reborn and Dong Haichuan is still alive, I am afraid that he will not be able to hit him this time.
"——"
Duo Yong's body suddenly seemed to be soaring in the clouds, flying towards the purple bamboo forest. He broke several bamboos before he managed to get up. Even his pants were pierced by the bamboos, exposing several pieces of white buttocks.
"I beat you without seeing clearly, and I'm a monk."
Zhou Yi lowered his head and complained, but his hands did not stop at all. He first pushed Duoli's Qi and blood for a while, then pulled out the silver needle, opened his mouth, and gave it to the tip of his tongue. Duoli let out a "wow" sound.
He stood up, covering his mouth and screaming in pain, but his breath that had gone awry just now came back smoothly.
"Amitabha, the poor monks, etc. bow to the Zhou almsgiver, if it were not the Zhou almsgiver"
"If I hadn't taken action in time, even if the big head of the monk was fine, if this trend continued, the small head would not be lifted. Although I said that my family didn't care about this, I might be able to practice the boy's skill with peace of mind from now on, but this is still a disability.
And you can’t report a work-related injury, how frustrating is that?”
While Zhou Yi connected Duoli's broken wrist, he turned around and said with a smile: "But masters, you don't need to thank me too much. As long as you keep silent about what happened today, it will be considered as a reward for me. How about it?"
"Amitabha, this is a matter of course. Almsgiver Zhou is in the countryside, but he has an empty mind. He has a master's martial arts skills but doesn't show off. I admire him, I admire him." Duozhi said with great admiration.
"Well, I think it's more than that. Almsgiver Zhou is so caring because he is destined to be my Buddha." Master Duobei sighed with a frown on his face: "The world of mortals is ridiculous, being sentimental is the most boring. It's best to be a monk, hey Zhou
donor"
To be continued...