Little Monk, Dharma Name Duchen

The next day, a very lively call reached Gu Yin's ears, and Gu Yin who was under the blanket reluctantly opened his eyes.

"Is this person in trouble?"

"It doesn't look like it, which servant will sleep until the sun is high?!"

"Then why did the third senior brother keep him? I'm afraid it's not a third-rate bastard who caused trouble. When the time comes, the government will find him and pollute Lingshan Temple for nothing."

"Eldest brother, make up your own mind."

"Don't get excited, wait for the third junior brother to come back before making plans."

……

Gu Yin turned a deaf ear, pretending to be a wolf with a big tail, put his hands behind his head, dangled one leg on the other, closed his eyes and raised his mouth to listen carefully. If the little monk outside the house came in to see this scene, he would really be surprised , Green eyes.

but……

Gu Yin looked down, when did Du Chen get up and disappear?

Those young monks outside were all suspicious of his identity, did Du Chen believe him just based on what he said yesterday, Gu Yin?

Before Gu Yin could think again, Du Chen's voice came from outside the house.

That person did not have the previous criticism from others, and expressed more with a soft and firm attitude: "Since I promised Young Master Gu yesterday to allow him to stay for a few days, I will take responsibility for his character, and you don't want to speculate anymore. Disturbing the peace of others."

Seeing Du Chen's firm attitude, the other monks left without saying a word.

At this time, the door of the meditation room opened.

Gu Yin was wearing the commoner clothes prepared for him by Du Chen, unexpectedly, under the overly glamorous facial features, he gave birth to a youthful and ignorant sense of youth, but no matter how he dressed, it was difficult to erase the unique corners of Gu Yin's mouth. Unruly.

Du Chen was stunned for a moment before he said, "Young Master Gu, wake up."

"Well, little master."

"I prepared a small vegetable porridge, remember to eat it." After Du Chen finished speaking, he was about to turn around and go to the dining hall, when Gu Yin called Du Chen to a panic, "Little Master, you are so kind."

Du Chen: "..."

Du Chen stopped, smiled faintly at Gu Yin, and continued walking forward without saying anything.

Tsk, it's a pity for this little master to be a monk.

At this moment, Gu Yin understood a little bit why his friends made such sighs a few days ago.

After eating a few mouthfuls of vegetable porridge, Gu Yin didn't have much appetite. If he ate steamed buns yesterday because he was too hungry, then today, he really missed the taste of meat.

So, Gu Yin had an idea and quietly came to the backyard.

I obviously saw this one with a chicken yesterday...

Just as Gu Yin was looking around, a hand patted on his right shoulder, panicked, Gu Yin shook his body, staggered his knees and knelt down on the ground like this.

In addition to being frightened, he also wailed "Ouch, ouch".

...the second in the picture, I can't bear to look directly at it.

"You..." Du Chen hurriedly knelt down to help Gu Yin.

"Little master, are you walking silently?" Gu Yin rubbed his knees desperately, gritted his teeth, and was about to get up, but was lifted up by Du Chen and stopped his waist with one hand, "Don't move, broken skin!" gone."

"... Ah! Blood!"

Gu Yin lowered his head, screamed in horror, and then passed out in Du Chen's arms.

When Du Chen saw this scene with his own eyes, he panicked for a while.

Du Chen: Why did you pass out so well?

Helpless, Du Chen could only carry Gu Yin on his back and walk towards the back mountain.

The wind from the back mountain blew slowly, and the air in the mountain was refreshing. Duchen carried Gu Yin on his back unhurriedly. He didn't disturb him, and he didn't wake him up immediately. He just went to the Zhong Pavilion and put Gu Yin on his back lightly. On the ground, let him lean comfortably against the pillar.

I don't know if it's the relaxation after the bloodsickness or nervousness, or the pleasant smell of sandalwood lying on Du Chen's body makes people feel very excited. After a while, Gu Yin had a dream...

——"Do you know Duchen from Lingshan Temple?"

"I've heard about it a little bit. What's the matter? Brother Shen wants to invite me to eat fast and worship the Buddha?"

"I don't have such leisure, I'm just dissatisfied with Duchen, who usually looks cold and aloof. I invite him to worship the Buddha in the ancestral hall of my ancestors, but he refuses in every possible way. It's really disgusting. He even brought his hair to practice. Which monk is he? Such!"

"Oh?! Practice with hair?"

"That's right, Brother Gu, I also heard that many girls who have not left the pavilion devote themselves to worshiping Buddha, most of them go to Lingshan Temple to meet him."

"This man...is interesting."

"Interesting?! Ha! How about we make a bet?"

"What are you gambling?"

"Just bet on whether you can bring him down the mountain and meet with us for a while. If you lose, the sword in front of my house will belong to you!"

"That's a gift from the Holy One."

"It's okay!"

"Okay! Just bet on your imperial bestowed sword, I will not only take him down the mountain, but also let him shave his head."

"Ok, deal."

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