Cannon fodder female monk

Chapter 1421
"Hey, obviously I shouldn't be the one to take care of that freak, why am I still the one?" The little monk pouted dissatisfiedly. He was still a young Buddhist disciple who just recruited today. Disciples are not counted, but he is unlucky. He lived in the same room with a few bullies with the same six roots, and became roommates, and then assigned chores. , Only with Buddha Qi can one officially become a disciple of the Spinning Top Sect.

There are as many as 10,000+ small handymen like them in the Gyro School, which are not impressive at all.

Of course, the outer sect disciples accounted for five or six floors, the inner disciples three floors, and the elite direct disciples accounted for less than half a floor.

The task assigned to him was just physical work like carrying water and chopping materials, but somehow, roommate Yiba was captured and assigned to take care of Uncle Mo Xian.

Uncle Moxian!

This man who was once famous in the Spinning Top Sect was extremely talented and had achieved Buddhahood in a hundred years. It is said that his talent was comparable to that of Emperor Qingtian in Fangnian, but because of an accidental accident, he fell in love with a demon girl and finally fell into a demon.

This became a disgrace to the entire Spinning Top Sect.

At the beginning, everyone still hadn't given up. Numerous Buddhist elders of the Spinning Top Sect and the Supreme Elder went to see him, trying to rescue him and let him walk out of the abyss of fallen demons, but unfortunately they all failed.

Later, everyone gradually became indifferent, but they still did not give up on him, and arranged for elite disciples to take care of him.

It's a pity that he has a high force value and needs to beat people, even elite disciples are often injured, and since one of the elder's disciples was injured because of him, the master of the spinning top discussed that he no longer arranged for elite disciples to take risks, just ordinary inner disciples.

But ordinary inner disciples have lower cultivation bases and suffer more injuries.

Although no one has died yet, the number is too large, and the elders still feel distressed.

And taking care of Mo Xian has changed from a good job that everyone competes for to a terrifying existence that everyone hears about.

In the end, everyone in Mo Xian decided that he could not recover. After so many years, no one cared about him anymore. Mo Xian's treatment plummeted, and after the inner disciples no longer cared about him, it fell on the outer disciples.

In the end, it fell on the handyman disciples.

And every time he went to deliver meals to him, the people who took care of him came back with injuries, sometimes with missing arms or broken legs.

Don't ask if this is the Buddhist sect, why are there no well-intentioned Buddhist disciples, why are there no active people? Asking is that the Buddhist philosophy in the fairy world is completely different from that in the lower realm. It does not cultivate based on doing good deeds, but pays attention to comprehension of scriptures.

So they really don't have much sympathy.

No, it was such a terrible job, and it fell on the head of the little handyman monk Zeng Yong.

No wonder he complained.

Seeing this, Shi Yuan stepped forward, "Amitabha, what troubles have you encountered, little master?"

Zeng Yong was also stunned to see such a young monk with red lips and white teeth, who was astonished as a heavenly man. He never knew that there were such good-looking ones among their bald heads.

Hearing the little monk's question, Zeng Yong was overjoyed, "Junior brother, you are also a junior brother who just started this year!" Looking at the young monk's fifteen or sixteen-year-old appearance, he felt younger than him, so Zeng Yong regarded him as a junior brother.

Shi Yuan did not refute.

Zeng Yong's eyes brightened, "What's the trouble? I'm really troubled!"

"Now I have a stomachache, can my junior brother come and help me with a task?"

Saying so, I can only say sorry to this pretty little junior brother in my heart. A dead fellow Taoist is not a poor Taoist. Anyway, Master Moxian can beat people, but he can't kill people. At worst, he will be injured when the time comes, and he will help take care of him.

"By the way, where do you live, Junior Brother? I'll come over to thank you." The main thing is to take care of you, he still has a bit of conscience, he realizes it.

Shi Yuan didn't speak, he didn't know the place well, so he accepted this task, intending to establish a good relationship with this young monk through this task, so as to ask about the situation clearly.

That way they're cleared up.

"Amitabha!"

"Brother Zeng just needs to tell me where that uncle Mo Xian is." He accepted this identity setting.

　La la la, Da Da is back. There was something wrong some time ago. We have been waiting for a long time. We should update more diligently later.Okay, ask for a ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)