The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 8
"What? Isn't it like?" Dangdang puffed out his chest confidently.

Seeing Dang Dang's bulging clothes, Chan Master Jian Huan's mind was muddled, he thought it was because the descendant of Taiwu was physically strong.

At this moment, Xin Chi came over with several books of different colors in his hands, "Abbot, I have brought all the exercises you ordered."

Zen Master Jianzhuan was awakened by Xinchao's words, and he handed those books to Dangdang with trembling hands, "Xinzhi, you take Taiwu's almsgiver to Bodhi's room, Tai...Taiwu, then you can practice here , the poor monk will go first if he has something to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zen Master Jian Huan ran away. The descendants of this generation of Taiwu look like... simply... heavenly man! ! !
At this time, Xiang Dangdang was impatiently flipping through the martial arts secret book in his hand, and absently replied: "Mm, um, you go."

When Dang Dang's attention was broken away from every move in the book, he found that he had been brought to a clean and bright wing by his infatuation.

"Taiwu benefactor, this is where you two live." With an inexplicable flush on his cheeks, Xin Chi raised his head to take a peek at Dang Dang, then quickly lowered his head and said.

Loud Dangdang nodded in satisfaction. This place faces south, so the feng shui is very good. "Thanks a lot, Brother Heartbroken. I don't know why, but once I entered the Shaolin Temple, I feel comfortable all over. The Shaolin Temple is really outstanding."

Xinzhi looked at Dangdang's strong arm, heard her sonorous voice, her Adam's apple couldn't help moving, and looked at Dangdang's eyes with an inexplicable look.

Abnormally infatuated, Dangdang didn't notice carelessly, but Ning Shuning noticed the evil intentions of the monk next to her. She curled her mouth and hugged Dangdang's waist tightly.

"Benefactor Taiwu, that..., let me take you inside to have a look first, if there is something missing, I will help you make up for it." A blush appeared on Xinzhi's face, and he grabbed Dangdang's arm, and was about to give it to him. walk in the room.

At this moment, a monk with a crooked beard and a crooked mouth came over from a distance.

When he saw Xin Chi pulling the resounding arm, a sneer appeared on his face, "Oh, my brother Xin Chi, what are you doing?"

Hearing someone say this from behind, Xin Dao's hand was withdrawn as if being electrocuted. When he saw the person coming, he was immediately annoyed, and shouted loudly: "Yue Yi!! This is the descendant of Taiwu. present!!"

I saw the monk with the two moustache, said with contempt in his words: "Xin Chuang, don't forget, I came to Shaolin Temple before you, don't be big or small, call me Senior Brother Xinchuang !!"

"You..." It can be seen that these two have been related for a long time, and the atmosphere became a little dignified just after saying a few words.

Xinchuang saw the ringing person holding a book in his hand, moved to his side, cast a glance at the angry-eyed Xinzhi, and said in a low voice: "Taiwu benefactor, this Xinzhi, before he became a monk... his reputation is not very good. .You...you have to be careful at night."

"Xinchuang, if you keep messing around like this, I will go to the abbot to sue you!!"

Hearing Xinfan's warning, Xinchuang didn't care, and walked slowly towards where he came from.

At this moment, he noticed Ning Shuning who was standing next to her, and looking at her pretty face, Xin Chuang's eyes suddenly revealed a look of amazement.

Looking at the back of Xinchuang leaving, Xinfan said to Xiang Dangdang: "Blesser Taiwu, don't pay attention to this person. Before he was educated by the abbot, he was a robber who robbed his house. Even if he was restrained by the abbot in this Shaolin Temple Inside, a dog can’t change eating shit, and I just broke the meat precept last month.”

Ning Shuning didn't want her Miss Dangdang to come into contact with this weird monk, so she gently pulled her behind Dangdang's back.

Xiang Dangdang turned his head to look at Ning Shuning's small face, and said to Xinzhi: "I'm sorry, my sister is hungry, and we have time to talk later, I'm going to get her some food."

Seeing that Xiang Dangdang was just about to walk into the house, Xin Chi hurriedly stopped him, "Taiwu came to my Shaolin, there is no reason to cook by himself, at this time, the dining hall should be open for dinner, let's go there to eat together. "

"Then respect is worse than obedience." Loudang Dangdang didn't bother to make a living, so if he had that time, he would read more of these Shaolin cheat books.

"Hehe, benefactor, where is it? It's just two more pairs of chopsticks." Xin Chi pulled the wrist that was extremely rough due to martial arts practice.My heart couldn't help but pounding.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Ning Shuning hugged Dangdang's other arm, and snorted in displeasure.

Just as the sun was about to set and the sky was getting darker, someone knocked on the door of Chan Master Jianhun's room, "Abbot, open the door quickly!! Abbot!!"

With an intoxicated expression on his face, Zen Master Jian Zhuan, who was smelling the monkey wine with his nose, was startled by the sound and almost spilled the wine.

He quickly put away the monkey wine, and opened the door impatiently, "Why are you so flustered, on weekdays, didn't I warn you to avoid anxiety and impatience in everything?"

The monk outside the door saw the abbot coming out, as if seeing a savior, he shouted loudly: "Abbot, that... that Taiwu Dangdang, he ate more than half of the food in the dining hall. No food to eat!!"

"what??"

When Zen Master Jianzhuan, who was in a hurry, came to the Zhaitang, he saw a large group of monks holding empty bowls, forming a circle.

He squeezed in and saw that female and male elephant, who was wolfing down vegetarian food.

Zen Master Jian Zhuan, whose eyes were twitching, looked at the pile of Lao Gao's rice bowls, and asked the dumbfounded Xinzhi, "Which bowl is this?"

"I... I didn't count, there are about twenty or thirty bowls."

With a sound of "铛", Dangdang put the large porcelain bowl in his hand on the table, and the whole cafeteria fell silent for a moment.

"Haha, it's delicious, let's have another bowl!!!"

Zen Master Jian Chao almost vomited blood, regretting what he said before, how long he wanted to stay.

A fat-headed monk with big ears in a white apron came over and said with a sigh: "Benefactor, it's gone, you have eaten all the food."

"Really." Xiang Dangdang stood up regretfully, "Although you Shaolin Temple can't eat meat, this vegetarian dish tastes really good. Well then, Shu Ning, let's go and go back to practice martial arts."

Looking at the mess on the table, Zen Master Jianzhuan felt distressed in his heart. This is too delicious, and his Shaolin will not be eaten up by him.

The fat monk came over and asked the Abbot of Shaolin, "Abbot, what should we do if we run out of food?"

"What should I do? Steam again!!" Zen Master Jian Chao turned around with his hands behind his back and walked out with a dark face.

(End of this chapter)