The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Xiao Xun said in abdominal language: "Little monk, listen, what you say, don't panic! The person next to you is a dangerous person and is likely to hijack the plane halfway! You change seats with my grandpa My grandpa is a master of martial arts. I will cooperate from the side and can suppress each other at critical moments. We are saving you! "

After that, Xiao Xun looked at Fang Zheng with a full face and asked, "Do you understand?" Then he raised his voice and said, "Are you apologizing?"

The monk looked at her with surprise and shock.

Xiao Xun said, "Stupid monk, do you know how great your aunt is?" Afraid? Hum ... in the end it's not your grandma who protects you!

As a result, the monk came to say: "The story is well written, is there any more? If not, the poor monk will pass and the plane will take off in a while."

After speaking, the monk turned and left.

When Xiao Xun heard it, his nose was crooked, and the monk pulled back: "Don't you bite Lu Dongbin, don't you know good people? I'm doing this for you!"

The monk crooked his head and said, "The donor, in the large public, let's not drag on, so many people."

Xiaoxun was completely speechless. She really wanted to pry open the monk's head to see how many tons of **** was in it!

When the monk saw Xiaoxun Song's hand, he turned and left again.

Xiao Xunqi's teeth were itchy and stomped, and he was too lazy to care about this monk who didn't know what to do. By the time he gets hit, he will know who is good!

Looking at the bald head, she felt quite powerful and helpless. How could this monk be so difficult? When passing by the monk, he wanted to give him a fierce and good-looking look. In the end, the other person bowed his head, and did not give her a chance at all! Suddenly, she patted the monk's shoulder, and the monk looked up, and she gave a severe glance, then looked up and left!

With a look of inexplicable monk in a daze ...

"Your friend?" Just then, the Eight-armed God suddenly asked this weird accent.

Founder shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm sorry."

"What do you mean?" The other person's Chinese was obviously not very good, and he didn't understand what Fang Zheng meant.

Founder had to explain: "That is to say, such friends are poor monks."

The eight-armed **** pouted and smiled, his smile was a bit wicked, but he had to say it was charming. Even the Founder, who was also a man, had a subconscious glance, but the two did not speak again.

Xiao Xun returned to the seat over there and said fiercely, "Grandpa, the silly monk sitting next to the Eight-armed God! He won't change seats with us."

The old man frowned. "What the **** is going on here?"

"Founder? That guy is the founder of Shinto?" Xiao Xun said in surprise.

"Xiao Xun, check the news later, Founder is still very famous now." The old man said.

Xiaoxun muttered, "I can't figure it out, how could a guy with an elm head believe him!"

"Well, don't complain, the Eight-armed God is sitting on the aisle, and the Founder is sitting in him. We don't have to sit in the Founder's position. You go and ask the people across the aisle if you want to change seats." Elderly.

Xiaoxun was a bit reluctant, but it was over, not long after he returned with a fat man.

The old man thanked the fat man again and again and sat down with Xiao Xun's help. And Xiao Xun was sitting behind the Eight-armed God. From the beginning to the end, the Eight-armed God did not look at them, but leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes.

It didn't take long for the stewardess to demonstrate how to fasten a seat belt or something ...

Founder took the plane for the first time and looked very seriously, with a little nervousness.

The eight-armed **** on the side suddenly said, "Little monk, first time flying?"

Founder nodded and said, "Amitabha, yeah. Isn't the donor the first time?"

The Eight-armed God did not answer Founder's words, but looked at him with a strange and sympathetic look, saying, "That's a pity ..."

Founder's face was inexplicable, and then went on to watch the flight attendant's demonstration.

Just in the depth of Founder's eyes, a flash of alertness flashed. Is Fang just a fool? of course not! Although he couldn't open the eyes of heaven, wisdom, and law, Founder was still able to perceive the fluctuations in the breath of the people around him. There was a rabbit or a wolf sitting beside him, he still knew. Xiao Xun's words, he believed 80%, but believe it or not, this seat is impossible to give up. Founder is confident that with him, even if there is a wolf sitting next to him, he can always make him a dog! After all, he didn't do it for the first time, he knew it well.

However, Founder didn't show the idea at once, after all, everything was speculation, and he would not casually draw conclusions to others until nothing really happened.

But his heartless and heartless behavior fell into Xiaoxun's eyes, but he became a complete idiot!

Even Xiaoxun's grandfather shook his head slightly and said in his heart: Most of the things on the Internet were really fake. This founder is presiding. From the perspective of the mind, he is just a half-old child. But how can such a child provoke a Buddhist beam? It seems that someone has helped him hype behind his back ... hey ... Unfortunately, pureness is like Buddhism, and he has to go into the red dust to stir up the speculation.

Thinking of this, Xiaoxun's grandfather didn't look at Founder either, leaned on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and meditated, but secretly opened a gap and stared at every move of the Eight-armed God.

Soon, the flight attendants finished the demonstration, and then the flight attendants began to check whether everyone's seats were adjusted, the small table board was stowed, and the seat belts were fastened ...

As the eight-armed **** passed by, a beautiful stewardess kindly let him fasten his seat belt.

The eight-armed spirit smiled and fastened his seat belt.

Everything seems so normal, without any waves ...

The plane started to accelerate in the sound of roaring motors, and then skyrocketed!

Xiao Xun originally thought that the Founder's second goods would be nervous, but this guy seemed to be all right, even a little contempt. That's right, Founder always heard people say that when taking off by plane, it was scary and the reaction was great. As a result, he made enough preparations in his heart. After the plane flew together, he suddenly felt, but that's it! There is no excitement when the red baby takes him to fly ...

So Founder leaned back against the chair lazily, his face dull.

Seeing this, Xiao Xun swallowed the prepared words and said, "It's pretty good."

The eight-armed **** on the side glanced at the Founder in confusion, and said nothing, except that his squinting eyes glanced at the Founder from time to time, very cautious.

Just then, an exclamation sounded all around.

"Look out the window!"

Founder looked at it subconsciously, and saw the plane sink into the dark clouds!

Founder raised an eyebrow, and said to his heart, what's so beautiful about this dark black?

But the next moment, the plane rushed out of the dark clouds, and the golden lights shot out from the narrow windows. The whole world seemed to suddenly enter the bliss world from the black thick ink world! The golden eyes dyed the white sea of ​​clouds golden, and the round of the sun over the blue sky was extremely gorgeous!