Elf: Buddhist Trainer.

He wanted to look at Lian Yun.

Lian Yun's face turned red.

"The master said that you can come back at any time in the future, and I have no reason to refuse. From now on, you will become a disciple of the Buddha, and you will get [-]% off on grocery shopping!"

"That's it....."

"Your son only has [-]% off vegetables? Mom, you should pay more, at least [-]% off!"

While thinking about looking at Lian Yun, he couldn't help complaining.

"alright."

Lian Yun looked at it with a smile and thought

"And you promised yourself, didn't you?"

While thinking about it, I suddenly became speechless.

"I just didn't expect that this old monk made it so exciting and made me so big."

"From now on, you will be called Master."

"Mmm, master."

"Okay, I'm going in to find the master."

...

"Master Guangsheng is wearing a black monk's robe, looking at it while trying to enter the Trumpet Bud Pagoda."

"Master, do you really decide to choose this young man as the palm print of Trumpet Bud in the future?"

Well, Master Guangsheng nodded.

"He is the best candidate. He has both Buddhahood and strength, and can resist the temptation of shadows."

I wondered, but this ceremony was not just a ceremony for accepting apprentices, but also a ceremony for the selection of the future successor of Trumpet Yata.

That is to say, if Master Guangsheng left like this, then the position of abbot of Labaya Pagoda would be inherited by default.

"Master, are you betting too much?"

"Gambling? No."

"I don't think that everything has a predestined relationship, and everything is destined."

"Mu Nian, it is destined for him to become my disciple and the handprinter of Laba Yata."

"Mu Nian, I know you are not convinced, but I believe you will understand soon."

"Master Guangsheng raised his eyes to watch the constant changes of the elevator floor.

"he came."

.....

I wondered how I got out.

All he knew was that he died in the whole city today.

From today on, everyone in the city calls him Buddha Son.

I’ll go out to buy groceries later.

"Yo Yo Yo, isn't this a Buddha?"

"Come to buy groceries in person?"

"It's cheaper for you."

"It's over. Thinking of this, I want to graduate immediately, and then go directly to travel to a place that no one knows, and then retire."

Trying to lie in bed with no motivation.

So be it.

Let the world be destroyed.

Let's all explode.

Chapter 32 You have to trust the vision of the teacher! (first update)

So be it.

Let the world be destroyed.

Let's all explode.

Day three.

"Get up, go to school."

It's a pity that the world didn't explode, and it didn't end.

Bian Meng opened the door and saw that Bian Xiang was still lying on the bed.

"Brother!! Wake up!!!"

"Mom said, even if you become a disciple of Buddha today, you still have to get up and eat on time every day!!"

The person under the blanket thought as if he was stimulated by the word "Buddhist child", so he retracted his head directly into the blanket.

"just??"

Gui Si poked his head out from Bian Meng's shadow, and nodded to Bian Meng.

Signal Bianmeng to go down and eat first.

Bian Meng shook his head and walked out.

"How? Did Xiaomeng call your brother down?"

Mother Bian poked her head out of the kitchen and asked.

Bian Meng shook his head.

"My brother today is a little abnormal."

"My mouth kept muttering words about the destruction of the world, explosions in place, and running away from home."

Anyway, Bian Meng couldn't understand a word.

"Ahahaha, don't worry about him, this kid got such a big limelight yesterday, he must still be suffering from secondary illness now."

Dad Bian put down the newspaper, looked at Bian Meng and said.

The headline on the front page of the Kikyo Newspaper, "Buddhist boy descended from heaven, the future owner of Trumpet Bud Pagoda?"

"Do you know about the second disease? A happy date that every high school teenager will experience, hahaha."

"My father and I have recorded all the scenes from yesterday. When I want to get married, my father will not be soft at all."

Dad Bian shook his phone and said.

"Secondary illness??"

Bian Meng raised her head and looked at Dad Bian curiously.

Lian Yun poked his head out of the kitchen angrily.

"Don't teach your daughter such useless knowledge."

"Come here and help serve the dishes!!"

"Yes!"

Papa Bian put down the newspaper and stood up.

"Secondary illness is the happiest time of a teenager, and you are still young."

"Hey! I'm here to help too."

"Well, Xiaomeng is the most obedient."

Lian Yun smiled and watched Bian Meng come over to help serve the dishes.

Then glanced upstairs.

"I'm thinking about counting to three, get down immediately!!"

"one!"

Soon, I thought I was already sitting at the table.

With two deep dark circles under his eyes.

I don't really want to go to school today.

Well...I don't really want to go every day.

"Brother, what is the Second Second Disease?"

Bian Meng sat on the side thinking and asked curiously.

"I don't know. Girl~"

Thinking about it, he rubbed Bianmeng's head fiercely.

"But Dad said that you are suffering from a second-grade illness now."

While thinking about it, he said angrily.

"A mature man like my brother will never suffer from the second stroke."

"Oh, is that right? Son of Buddha~"

Dad took a sip of coffee and looked at it with interest as he thought.

While thinking about it, my whole body trembled.

"Dad, stop talking, I'm allergic to this word now."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Dad Bian looked up at the thoughtful look, and laughed.