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Twelve Xiaomeng’s “Part-Time Job”

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“Senior Brother Zhang Yuanshan” Fu Zhenzhen had a pale face, his eyes were terribly bright, and asked back as if he had misheard, seeking the last ray of hope. Novel family xiaos confused zu

The Taoist vaguely felt that it was a bit weird, but he was a monk, so he didn’t think about the emotional entanglement between men and women for a while: “Zhang Yuanshan is one of the seven sons of this generation of Zhenwu sect. Although he is only ranked at the bottom, he is also highly valued. If you want to get married, Only he can satisfy Mrs. Song.”

He thought that the two of them doubted the necessity of Zhang Yuanshan as a marriage partner.

Meng Qi next to him wanted to stop him from answering, but it was too late.

“Okay, very good.” Fu Zhenzhen turned around in a daze, left the team, and went in another direction outside the city.

She used lightness kung fu unknowingly, and she seemed to want to put this unacceptable fact behind her.

At this time, of course Meng Qi couldn’t go up the mountain by himself, so he sighed and started “Chasing the Wind and Shadow” to chase after him.

The rest of the team looked at them in surprise, not understanding what happened. Some guessed that the two had a quarrel, and some thought it had something to do with Zhang’s lack of grand hospitality.

The Taoist frowned, and secretly said: “Could it be that Zhang’s kid caused the romantic debt?”

Fu Zhenzhen saw mountains and rivers, and ran wildly in the wild, not knowing where he was going, but subconsciously wanted to escape.

Meng Qi hugged her and didn’t go up to persuade her. In this situation, he really didn’t know what to say, so he could only follow silently to prevent her from accidents, and he was also doing his duty as a little friend.

After running for a long time, Fu Zhenzhen finally exhausted his physical strength, and his speed slowed down, getting slower and slower. In front of him was a quiet hill, on which he could faintly see the monastery.

She covered her face with her hands and made a whimpering sound, and Meng Qi sighed. I still decided to go up and persuade a few words, without a lover, at least there are family members and teachers, don’t give up on yourself.

Suddenly, a solemn drumbeat came to the ears of the two.

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The melodious and far-reaching sound of the bell followed the sound of the drum, as if ringing in everyone’s heart, shaking away troubles and attachments.

Fu Zhenzhen trembled all over, his hands slipped down, he stared blankly at the direction of the bell, and stepped forward. Go up the stone steps of the hill, looking for the origin of the bell.

Meng Qi shook his head and followed slowly, organizing his words in his mind, thinking about how to persuade him.

There are several temples on this hill, which is a tenaciously surviving Zen forest near the Taoist gate. The incense burns like incense, and the monks who come and go are all ordinary.

Fu Zhenzhen went up all the way and passed several Buddhist temples. Stopped in front of a nunnery.

She turned her head, faceTears still dripped from his eyes, and he looked at Meng Qi with emptiness in his eyes: “Master has always asked me to become a monk. To become the true heir of Yinghua Nunnery, to get rid of the temptation of the world, and to devote myself to the study of the Sutra of Salvation, but I always think about it. Find a good husband and son-in-law. Red sleeves add fragrance, thrush eyebrows nod forehead, and join hands in the rivers and lakes. Just like my parents, so I insist on being only lay disciples.”

“Until today, I didn’t know that what Master said was true. How many couples in the world can be as loving as my parents. It’s an illusion, why can’t you become a monk?”

Meng Qi opened his mouth. The words organized just now were useless again, but he was also a little relieved. It is better to become a monk than to take revenge on the society. With Fu Zhenzhen’s ability to use poison and drugs, maybe Zhang Yuanshan will have a ghost marriage .

Fu Zhenzhen just narrated, without expecting Meng Qi to answer at all, turned around and walked into the nunnery, looking for the presiding teacher.

Meng Qi let out a breath, and followed him in.

This is a small nunnery with outdated furnishings. There are only a dozen or so nuns in plain clothes, some old and young, with serene expressions, which fills the Buddhist hall dedicated to Bodhisattvas with a clean atmosphere.

“Do you want to become a monk?” The presiding teacher did not seem happy and excited because someone converted, but asked solemnly.

Fu Zhenzhen lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, kneeling on the futon: “Yes.”

“You have tears in the corners of your eyes, and you are following a man behind you. It should be because you are emotionally hurt. If you are impulsive, it is better not to become a monk.” The hostess persuaded Fu Zhenzhen.

The corner of Meng Qi’s mouth twitched, I’m just an enthusiastic little friend, this matter has nothing to do with me

Fu Zhenzhen repeated what he had just said to Meng Qi, and looked at the presiding teacher with misty eyes: “The love is false, please let the teacher complete it.”

The presiding teacher sighed too: “Since you are a disciple of Buddhism, the poor nun will follow your wishes. I hope you can study the Buddhadharma quietly and truly realize it.”

Fu Zhenzhen is a member of Yinghua Nunnery, and he must go back to get the name of the Duyi, so there are not too complicated steps here, and Fu Zhenzhen was quickly kneeled in front of the Bodhisattva statue.

The presiding teacher took a look at Meng Qi, did not push him away, let him watch, and walked up to Fu Zhenzhen with a razor in hand.

“I’ll ask you again, do you really want the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng?” Her expression became solemn.

Fu Zhenzhen looked at the blue light in front of him, nodded slightly: “Yes.”

Meng Qi took a step subconsciously and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn’t speak to dissuade him. He watched the hostess put the razor on Fu Zhenzhen’s head, and watched strands of blue hair fall down.

“The troubles are gone, and the world of mortals is far away.” The host teacher recited this sentence to Fu Zhenzhen while shaving her hair.

Fu Zhenzhen gritted her teeth tightly, and as her hair gradually fell out, she relaxed a little, showing a lot of relief.

Hearing the words “All troubles are gone, the world of mortals are far away”, Meng Qi seemed to have returned to the time when he first came to this world, thinking of his master and younger brother, he suddenly felt sad.

Soon, Fu Zhenzhen finished shedding her black hair, went to the back hall to change into Ziyi, put on a monk’s hat, and walked in front of Meng Qi calmly.

Seeing her dressed as a nun and seeing the green lamps in the meditation hall like beans, Meng Qi felt something in his heart, all kinds of emotions surged up, and he sang softly: “The sound of prosperity escapes into the empty door and breaks the world, and the dream is colder. How many books are there in the love debt of a lifetime”

At first, Fu Zhenzhen wanted to forcefully laugh at a country song sung by Meng Qi, but after listening to it, he gradually became obsessed with it, and two lines of tears fell down again.

The green lights flickered, and the loneliness and coldness were endless.

Meng Qi restrained his emotions, stopped singing, and let out a long sigh.

Fu Zhenzhen forced a smile and said, “Why are you suddenly singing country songs?”

Meng Qi looked at him and smiled: “If you don’t sing this, then I will read Buddhist scriptures for you.”

“From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear. If you are apart from the one you love, there is neither worry nor fear.”

His voice was peaceful, and the Buddhist scriptures reverberated in the meditation hall, and it really felt like a dream in the world of mortals.

“Sorrow arises from love, fear arises from love, if you are away from your lover, there is no worry and no fear” Fu Zhenzhen repeated several times in a low voice, becoming more and more infatuated.

Alas, idiot, Meng Qi sighed again inwardly.

After a long time, Fu Zhenzhen came back to his senses and deliberately changed the subject: “I thought you would help him prevent me from becoming a monk.”

After all, Meng Qi and Zhang Yuanshan had known each other for a longer time and had a deeper friendship. She believed without a doubt that Meng Qi would stand by Zhang Yuanshan’s side.

“If the heart is not clean, even if the black hair is all gone, being in the Buddhist sect is only superficial. You are also a monk.” Meng Qi said with a serious expression, “There is no Buddha outside your heart, and you are only in your heart, how can I stop it?”

Fu Zhenzhen listened engrossed, and at the end gave a wry smile: “I always thought you were an unserious monk, but after you left Shaolin, you turned out to be like an eminent monk.”

“Of course.” Meng Qi is not “modest”, “So, shaving is nothing. If you figure it out, you can return to vulgar life like me. If you are sad and hopeless again, you can find a nunnery everywhere, and you can continue to become a monk. Getting in and out is as simple as that, it’s just that the hair is hard to grow.”

Even though Fu Zhenzhen is heartbroken and soul-stricken, and almost laughed out loud, just now he praised him as a high-ranking monk, but in a blink of an eye he became serious.

However, this is the familiar Xiaomeng.

Meng Qi glanced at Fu Zhenzhen, then sighed suddenly: “After thinking about it, it’s still not good to become a nun.”

“You only want to stop me now” Fu Zhenzhen asked dumbfoundedly.

Meng Qizheng nodded emphatically: “Anyway, I’m far away from the world of mortals, so why bother to become a nun? Taoist nuns are also monks. They don’t need to lose their hair. They look much better than you do now, and it will be convenient for you to come and go in the future.”

Pfft, Fu Zhenzhen finally couldn’t help laughing, Xiao Meng is really funny, he can make jokes about such a serious and sad matter to ease the atmosphere.

Laughing and laughing, her tears came out again.

After a while, she sighed faintly: “Meng Qi, thank you for your explanation. I feel much better now.”

“I’m speaking from my heart.” Meng Qicai refused to admit that he was comforting and persuading Fu Zhenzhen just now, and said solemnly.

At this time, a familiar male voice sounded outside the door: “Master, have you ever seen a woman and a man, the woman is so tall?”

Brother Zhang chased after the engagement banquet and Meng Qi was taken aback.

Fu Zhenzhen’s expression changed drastically, and he said to Meng Qi palely, “I don’t want to see him, you send him away for me.”

“I’ll talk to Senior Brother Zhang.” Meng Qi knew that Fu Zhenzhen was emotional at this time, and Zhang Yuanshan’s coming in was probably another Qiong Yao’s bitter scene, and it might be counterproductive, so he planned to go out and pull Zhang Yuanshan away, so that Fu Zhenzhen could be quiet Jing, she also figured out the matter of the engagement, to see if there was any misunderstanding or something that could be remedied.

After finishing speaking, he suddenly remembered something, feeling a little sad in his heart, and sighed: “I have always dreamed of becoming a swordsman in white clothes, unrestrained and unrestrained, who knows now, now, like a neighborhood committee aunt”

Specializing in the mediation of relationship, marriage and family issues, this style of painting is getting more and more wrong

“Neighborhood Committee Aunt” Fu Zhenzhen was puzzled.

“Forget it, you don’t understand.” Meng Qi covered his face and walked out of the nunnery, facing Zhang Yuanshan.

“Really, Junior Brother Meng, is it true?” Zhang Yuanshan asked excitedly and pleasantly when he saw Meng Qi come out.

“Let her be quiet for a while.” Meng Qi breathed out, “Come on, let’s have a drink, and I’ll listen to what you say.”

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