The young monk has returned to secular life

Monk Zhizun's slap was too real, fast and hard.

Yi Zhen's head was buzzing from his shout, and he was immediately confused.

But Mu Yunqing and Qingmei were stunned by his words.

What tarnished Miss Mu's innocence?

What nonsense are you talking about, old monk?

If this word gets out, how can Miss Mu Da get married?

Zhizun didn't give the others time to react. He kicked Yizhen again with lightning speed, landing directly on Yizhen's butt.

Yizhen was kicked in the butt, and due to inertia, he threw himself in the direction of Mu Yunqing.

Two confused people bumped into each other by chance.

Yi Zhen's mouth was pressed against Mu Yunqing's smooth and flawless cheek.

"Woooo..."

His body arched forward twice.

Monk Zhizun's hands trembled with anger at the scene in front of him.

He stood up unsteadily, and this staggering movement was in sharp contrast to the kick and slap just now.

"Naughty animal, evil animal..."

"You dare to do such an outrageous thing in front of me. I'm really angry to death..."

"Where is my ruler?" He muttered while spinning around in circles, "Where is my ruler... Let's see if I don't beat you to death, you little evil beast..."

At this time, Mu Yunqing finally reacted. She pushed Yi Zhen away from her body and slapped him with her hand.

"You...you...just wait for me."

With tears in her eyes, she covered her mouth and ran out.

"Miss..." Qingmei hurriedly chased her out, and her curses could be heard all the way out, "You two bald donkeys, wait, Miss will not let you go."

Yi Zhen covered his face and looked at the door. Just as he was about to take a step to see if they had gone far, he received another kick on the butt.

"Ouch." He covered his butt with one hand and his face with the other, and said aggrievedly: "Master, you misunderstood. I did not tarnish Miss Mu's innocence."

Monk Zhizun pointed at his nose and cursed: "Do you really think I'm deaf? Of course I know you didn't tarnish her innocence."

"Then why did you hit me?" Yi Zhen was even more confused.

"Hit you? If Buddhism hadn't forbidden killing, I would have killed you now."

"What?"

"You still dare to ask?" Monk Zhizun said angrily: "I drove you down the mountain to let you realize how terrible women are, and then you will find your way back and take refuge in my Buddha. I didn't expect that you not only provoked the vixen, but also offended you. If you break into Liefang Pavilion, you will be in big trouble, do you know that?"

Yi Zhen said aggrievedly: "I didn't provoke the vixen, I went to capture the vixen."

Monk Zhizun slapped him on the head: "I'm talking about the vixen Mu Yunqing."

"Ah?" Yi Zhen was stunned. "Mu Yunqing is also a vixen? Why didn't I see it?"

Monk Zhizun slapped him on the head again: "Are you stupid? I'm talking about a cunning and cunning vixen, not a furry vixen."

"I thought you were enlightened, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid."

Yi Zhen almost cried: "Master, I feel like I have been beaten stupid by you before."

Monk Zhizun was stunned for a moment and murmured: "No way? It seems that I beat you after you became stupid, right?"

The reason why he said this was because the original little monk Yizhen was not stupid. Not only was he not stupid, he was also very smart.

He was able to write at the age of three and martial arts at the age of four.

He could understand the Buddhist scriptures at Bodhi Temple at a glance, like divine help.

He even played with fists, feet and sticks in a stylish way.

Zhizun also once doubted whether he was the reincarnation of a Buddha who came to the human world to save all sentient beings.

However, the good times did not last long.

When he was six years old, Yizhen began to become somewhat reticent.

When he was seven years old, he became stupid again.

When he was eight years old, he only knew how to recite sutras.

It was from then on that Zhizun's temper began to gradually become irritable.

Originally, he had long wanted to give Yi Zhenshi ordination as a monk, but he had been confused and unable to take the ordination.

Until yesterday, when Yizhen turned eighteen, Zhizun didn't want to wait any longer and thought about formally accepting the ordination for him after asking about the five precepts.

Unexpectedly, Yi Zhen's answer almost made him angry and caused a cerebral hemorrhage.

In a rage, he drove Yizhen out of Bodhi Temple. The purpose was to let him see the true face of women in the world, and then come back to continue taking the ordination.

This is good, the woman didn't suffer, and it caused a big trouble.

He let out a long sigh: "Forget it, master won't hit you anymore."

Yizhen also knew that he had placed great hopes on himself, but it was the original person's "silliness" that let him down.

It's a pity that neither of them knew that Yi Zhen was not really stupid. He was chanting sutras too much, which caused the bodhi tree in his mind to grow crazily. He only relied on the moonlight at night to regain his energy and had never gone down the mountain to catch monsters. It simply cannot meet the needs of the Bodhi tree.

In the end, I became stupid by chanting sutras during the day and sleeping to replenish my energy at night.

Now I'm fine. I changed into a fake Yizhen who doesn't like chanting sutras, and my energy and energy immediately became full.

"Master, Mu Yunqing won't come back to cause trouble for us again, right?"

Zhizun snorted coldly: "Mu Yunqing is just a small trouble, Liefang Pavilion is a big trouble."

"Liefang Pavilion is awesome...arrogant?" Yi Zhen was so anxious that he almost couldn't formulate a modern phrase.

Fortunately, Zhizun didn't take it to heart and understood the meaning of his words.

"In the entire Dakang Dynasty, there were ten states and five hundred cities. Not every state had a temple or a Taoist temple, but every state had a Liefang Pavilion. Do you know why?"

Yi Zhen thought for a moment, nodded and said, "I understand. People in Dakang prefer to visit brothels than to become monks and worship Buddha."

Zhizun's eyes widened, and by the time he reacted, Yizhen had already retreated ten feet away.

"Do you think ordinary people can afford a brothel like Liefang Pavilion?" He gritted his teeth and said with hatred.

Then he raised his arms as if chanting Buddha with one hand: "I won't hit you if I say I won't! Why are you running?"

"Stress response..."

Zhizun waved his hand: "Forget it, I'll send you out to hide."

"Where to hide?"

"Let it happen."

"..."

"I can't stay in Bodhi Temple anyway. If I bring trouble to the temple, I will become a sinner through the ages."

He turned around and packed some clothes, took a few things from the small wooden box behind him, put them in the package and handed them to Yi Zhen.

"Let's go, I will send you away now."

The two of them came out of the back door of the temple and walked along the tree-lined path for half an hour before descending the ridge in zigzags.

As soon as she turned the corner, she saw Mu Yunqing, who was disguised as a man with her hands folded across her chest. Behind her stood Qingmei and a group of guards.

The people chosen by this place are more professional than the veteran traffic police who check for drunk driving. There is no way to retreat and they can only accept the inspection.

"Master Zhizun, your legs and feet are so good all of a sudden."

"Where are you going?"

Monk Zhizun remained calm in the face of danger and pushed Yizhen with a calm expression.

"I thought about it again and again, and still felt that what the scoundrel did was too despicable, so I wanted to escort him to the Duke's Mansion for punishment."

"Since we met Miss Mu here by chance, that would be even better. You can take him back and deal with her."

"I say goodbye."

After speaking, he disappeared before everyone could recover.

Yi Zhen spun around in circles, feeling a little dizzy.

"Is this what he means by chance?"

"This TND should be called casual!"