The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Seeing this monk's oil and salt look out, everyone was angry, one by one rushed up and wanted to do something.

The senior who blocked Jiang Yumeng shouted before: "The thief is bald, you slandered Master Famu, I will kill you! No one will come to save you today! Even if it is a dream, I will kill you!"

"Yes, kill him!"

Others shouted.

When Founder heard this, he was not nervous at all. He picked up the tea cup and sipped it leisurely. He said, "Don't speak too much. Don't you know that no one can save the poor monk?"

"Don't talk nonsense with him, do it!" The senior shouted, and rushed forward with a group of people.

At this moment, a golden light flickered behind the monk, and a golden giant came out of the golden light. His height was three meters, and his arms were thicker than his long waist!

The point is, the Jinjia Giant holds a ... forty meter sword!

The sword lay there, like a wall.

The golden armor giant stomped, his eyes were as angry as King Kong, staring at the senior and others, saying: "Look at my sword and say it again, who will kill the master?"

The colleges shut up momentarily, and individual faiths resolutely put away fierce expressions, and then invariably pointed at the senior.

The senior's face turned pale, and he said, "I ... I want to make a theory with him. I can't stigmatize Master Famu!"

哐 Dang!

The forty meter knife smashed in front of the senior, and the floor was cut out of a gully. The senior was frightened, his legs and feet were soft, and his pants were wet ...

Others recoiled subconsciously and did not dare to move forward.

Seeing that everyone's anger was almost gone, Fangzheng slowly put down the tea cup and said, "All the donors, if you have something to say, why shout and kill."

"Yes, yes, the master said yes, that ... do you think we can leave?" Lu Qing was really scared, he was not a believer, naturally he retreated, Ming Zhe saved himself.

Jiang Yumeng nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Founder smiled slightly at the two, and then said to everyone, "Don't you want to leave, too?"

Everyone nodded subconsciously.

Founder said: "Then go away. As for what you see in the dream, it is true or false, and the donors will know freely in the future. Do not tell others about the dream, otherwise, the poor monk's forty meter sword, I will always look for you in my dreams. "

When everyone heard it, they looked pale.

Killing in a dream?

This is too scary, it is impossible to escape, there is nowhere to escape!

So they nodded one after another, indicating that they would never speak outside.

With the assurance of everyone, when Founder waved his hand, everyone suddenly felt that something was falling on the roof of the shed, looked up, and saw that the roof of the shed was smashed, and a big hand fell from the sky. The rhythm!

Everyone exclaimed, hiding to the side, the dream was broken ...

At the same time, the whole building sent out a shudder of people falling out of bed, then the nightmare woke up, and the screams began to flow.

It was a moment of silence when everyone was approaching. Everyone shut up, then looked at each other in surprise, and tried to say something several times, but ended up saying nothing.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

Of course, it is not absolute, for example, for some people, the quality of sleep this night is still good, such as an unscrupulous monk ...

Chen Long sat in the room and watched the two monks occupying his bed with a helpless grin, but more were grateful.

There was no speech overnight, and the next day, everything seemed to return to normal. Everyone was doing the usual things step by step, except that each time they couldn't completely calm down.

At least not as fully invested as before.

Even when looking at Master Famu, there was a complete lack of trust and worship in his eyes.

More often, people are observing Master Famu and female assistants and want to see something from them.

"When a person is deified, or you like it, all of his shortcomings are advantages. The greedy lover is called cute, and the greedy enemy is called fat pig ... So, our first step is to do That is, peel off the mysterious aura and coat of God. When a person is suspicious of you, they will carefully observe you, look for flaws, and let the shortcomings be magnified infinitely. Suffering without resignation? There is always a reason. "Founder laughed.

The red child said, "Master, can you rely on a dream?"

Fang Zheng laughed: "The poor monks don't just let them dream, they just open their hearts a little bit, and when they look at the problem, they don't follow blindly. As for how much they can see, that's theirs The thing is happening ... but the poor monk believes that as long as it is not a fool, the mouth will become bigger and bigger. Even the saints in the world have shortcomings. But the saints are not afraid to be found shortcomings. A wolf in sheep's clothing is not afraid to be covered up, it is afraid to be uncovered! "

"Master, seeing the performance of Master Famu, I don't seem to know what I dreamed last night." Chen Long whispered.

Founder nodded: "Dream, some people remember, some people can't remember, isn't this normal?"

Chen Long was dumb ... he found that Famu and others seemed to be pitted.

Founder grinned and turned away.

In the next few days, Founder led everyone to dream, constantly experiencing the scene where Master Famu fled with money.

And, instead of dreaming like this once a night, but repeating it, the more times you go!

At first everyone was screaming against it and didn't want to watch it.

But after a long time, it became numb, and then couldn't hold it.

"Master, are you anti-brainwashing?" Red Baby asked.

Founder chuckled, "No, the poor monk is disgusting them."

Red baby: "..."

For the same week in a row, everyone couldn't bear it.

Finally, on this day, Li Qing took the lead to say, "Master, what are you going to do? Every day I have this dream, I am going to vomit!"

The others complained: "Master, let us go."

"Master, can we have something else?"

"Master, every time I take off my trousers there, the dream wakes up, and if I go on like this, I will wither."

...

Hearing the conversation that gradually began to change, Fang Zheng smiled with satisfaction.

Before these people, when they mentioned Master Famu, they immediately scolded the Founder or wanted to fight. Now, it can be teased that Famu's status in their hearts is getting lower and lower ... at least, unlike before, it can't be touched. They also started to have their own ideas, which is a good thing ...

So Founder said: "Do you really want to dream this?"