Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

All I heard was a drum from the monk's cell phone, which turned out to be a Peking Opera drum.

The monk cleared his throat, followed the rhythm and began to sing:

"I recite ~ pass ~ go ~ count, in order to seek ~ great ~ dharma ~! Even if you are ~ world, country, king, don't be greedy ~ five, desire, happiness!"

Onlookers: "???"

Lian Qiao: "???" This, this scripture, why does it seem to be... "The Lotus Sutra of the Wonderful Law"? !

Lonicera: "..." Well, it really is a familiar recipe and a familiar taste...

Only listening to the accompaniment of Peking Opera, the monk sang the "Miaofa Lotus Sutra" with gusto.Although the crowd around the audience looked dumbfounded, they gradually recognized the smell, and some people couldn't help but shouted "Okay"!

To be reasonable, to listen to a monk's lecture, one should hold a pious heart...but the monk himself is not serious!So everyone enjoyed themselves, and someone even went to the small shop next door to bring a bag of melon seeds and distributed them to everyone.

As Little Honeysuckle listened, a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

Lian Qiao said: "I have seen this monk..."

He wanted to say that this fake monk is still robbing me of my job today, but he didn't expect that Little Lonicera interrupted with a smile: "Of course you have seen it. Isn't this a rock monk?"

Lian Qiao: "Ah? What rock monk?"

Liandong: "It's in the dungeon where three people become tigers... ah." As soon as he said that, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

In the copy of Three People Become a Tiger, the ghost stories told will come true, Xu Rendong finally chooses to be the boss himself, and sends everyone into the elevator in his dream.So Lian Qiao was led by him to lie down——he came out after a nap, really lie down.

Except for Zhong Xiu who chose to end his life, all the other members passed the level without injury, so it is understandable that even Joe can't remember the rock monk.After all, for Lian Qiao, he had only met the monk once, and the monk had never sung rock and roll in front of him.

No wonder I don't remember.

But this monk is also really strange.I was still a firm rocker last time, why did I change to Beijing opera this time?

It really covers a wide range of Buddhism and boundless.

At this time, the monk just finished singing the Beijing opera version of "The Lotus Sutra of Miaofa", and everyone cheered and threw money into his bowl.The monk was very happy to collect the money, when an old man suddenly appeared in the distance, holding a big broom, rushing towards here.

The old man with a big cotton jacket and two cotton trousers looked like an ordinary old man who came out for a walk after dinner.It's just that I don't know why I am so arrogant, and the posture of holding up the broom seems to want to smash the monk into a meatloaf.

The monk's first reaction was to turn his head and run away, but when he turned around, he seemed to remember something, turned around again, raised his hand, and lightly caught the old man's broom.

"Amitabha, so kind." The monk grabbed the broom with one hand and pinched out the Buddha's seal with the other. "Fortunately, the poor monk is tall and mighty."

Everyone: "..." Hey, I thought you were going to say some Buddhist scriptures to save hatred.

The old man was already angry when his broom was taken away. Seeing that the monk was calm and composed, with an expression of "you come here, you can kill me if you have the ability", he suddenly became angry and pointed at the monk's nose. Scold loudly.Only then did everyone understand that the old man was a devout Buddhist. He came out for a walk after dinner and overheard a monk singing "The Lotus Sutra" with the accompaniment of Beijing opera. Doesn't this defile the Buddha?At that time, I rushed home and took the broom to teach this fake monk a lesson.

It's a pity that the difference in strength between the two is too great, and the old man can only play and roll, relying on the old to sell the old.After hearing the ins and outs, the onlookers also felt that the old man was messing around, no matter how he messed up, no one came out to help him.The old man got angry, stomped his feet and cursed:

"You wait! I'll call the police and call the police to arrest you!"

People: "..." Are you serious?

Monk: "The poor monk is so scared."

The crowd: "..." You are really serious, you can't let him go when he is old!

The old man ran away after uttering harsh words, and he didn't know whether he really called the police or slipped home after realizing that he was ashamed.The onlookers saw that there was no excitement, so they gradually dispersed.

The monk clasped his hands together, said goodbye politely to all the judges, packed his things and was ready to leave.

Little Honeysuckle called him: "Hello."

The crisp and bright children's voice is very clear in the quiet winter night.The monk turned his head in surprise, looked at Little Honeysuckle, then at Lian Qiao, and said in surprise: "You are not..."

Liandong thought that he was going to say words like "life-saving benefactor" or "Jiuguan master", and was waiting for his praise, but saw the monk raised his eyebrows and turned to stare at Lian Qiao.

"Aren't you the bastard who grabbed my job during the day!"

Even Joe frowned, and rolled up his sleeves instantly: "How are you talking?"

Liandong: "..." The two of you really forgot each other!

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Liandong hurriedly persuaded the fight, and offered to apologize, and invited the monk to their house as a guest.

"Home?" The monk raised his eyebrows, "The accommodation provided by the snack bar?"

Liandong felt as if she had accidentally stepped on a thunderbolt again, and was about to say something to remedy it, but saw the monk slobbered, wiped his mouth and said, "Then... is there anything to eat?"

Lonicera: "..."

Lian Qiao: "Hmph, promising."

So, one big and one small went out for a stroll, and picked up a rock... Ah no, the Peking opera monk came back.

The three returned to the snack bar, and the owner of the snack bar had gone back to the house to rest.Lian Qiao found something for him to eat casually, but he didn't expect the monk to eat three big bowls of rice in a row. Then he touched his round belly and said Amitabha with satisfaction.

The monk just had a dispute with the owner of the snack bar in the morning, and Lian Qiao hurried upstairs with the monk for fear of causing a misunderstanding.

The accommodation conditions on the second floor of the snack bar are not much better than that of the small dilapidated hotel, but at least they can take a shower.After visiting the place where they lived, the monk said enviously, "If I had come five minutes earlier, this place would have been mine!"

Liandong asked him where he lived now, and the monk sighed and said where else he could live. He had no money, so he had to go to the unfinished building at the end of the street to make do with it.The building was dark and cold, but there were several shelters overhead to keep out the wind and rain.

Liandong froze for a moment, thinking to himself, why didn't I see you when I entered the unfinished building twice?So he asked him if he knew about the begging gang.

The monk said he had never seen those people.But today, the police went to the unfinished building to collect evidence, as if they were investigating the case.

The monk doesn't look like he's lying.It appears that both times happened to be missed with him.

Liandong: "Then where were you before? Just... the few days when we were all in the orphanage."

The monk scratched his forehead: "What orphanage? Wasn't it all in the forest before? The fog was really thick. I didn't go out until now. I thought I was going to starve to death inside."

Liandong: "...haven't you met a ghost?"

Monk: "It seems to be there, but it seems not... Sometimes I am afraid of being alone at night, so I sing Buddhist scriptures to strengthen myself. Maybe I sing so well that the ghosts don't have the heart to bother me hahahaha..."

Lian Dong & Lian Qiao: "..." This monk made a mistake, so lucky!

The mystery is finally solved.It turned out that the monk was a lost gem that had escaped from the army.And this bead is a big treasure, not only can chant scriptures, but also... can also chant scriptures with Peking Opera!

Liandong decisively expressed the hope that he would stay and let everyone play the book together.Although Lian Qiao was not happy to see this monk, he couldn't say anything.After all, the monk is the only magical combat power in this dungeon, and the advantages of staying will always outweigh the disadvantages.

There was only one bed in the room, so it was impossible for Lian Qiao to take Honeysuckle to make the floor.The monk was quite refreshing, found a cushion and meditated on the ground, saying that you don't need to worry about me, I'll take care of myself.

Lian Qiao coldly threw a stack of colored cardboards over: "Whatever, come over and do handwork, and it will pay for the accommodation fee!"

Monk: "???"

Little Honeysuckle coughed and explained: "This is my homework. We really can't finish it. I want to ask for your help."

"Help? Tell me earlier." The monk was straightforward, and immediately picked up the scissors and started cutting the jammed paper according to the pattern.But judging by his clumsy appearance, it seems that he has never done such delicate work before.It didn't take long for that shiny round head to be covered with beads of sweat, and the paper-cutting posture became more and more awkward.

Lian Qiao peeped quietly, secretly amused.

Little Honeysuckle tugged at his sleeve helplessly, Lian Qiao hurriedly put away his expression of looking at the joke, and started to do homework in a serious manner.

After a while, the monk probably couldn't do it anymore, so he threw away the scissors and got up, "I'm going to the bathroom."

The toilet of the snack bar is at the landing on the second floor.The monk closed the door, leaving only Liandong and Qiao in the room.

Lian Qiao exhaled a long breath, lay down on the small table, raised the eyes of the pitiful puppy: "How long do you plan to let him live?"

Liandong said: "Discuss with the boss tomorrow, let him live here permanently. Anyway, he can earn money by singing and singing, and don't worry about food, let's give him a place to sleep."

Lian Qiao: "Then he is really a shining..."

Honeysuckle: "Light bulb?"

Lian Qiao: "Braised eggs."

. . . the word is used very spiritually.

Liandong saw the monk's gleaming round head, and couldn't help laughing.

It happened that he was tired from doing his homework, so he followed Lian Qiao's example and lay face to face with him on the small table.Looking at each other, both of them rolled their eyes with a smile.

Xu Rendong looked at him, his heart was filled with tenderness, he couldn't help stretching out his hand, and gently traced his eyebrows and eyes.Lian Qiao enjoyed it so much that he even squinted his eyes.

"By the way." Lian Qiao suddenly poked his little hand and asked, "Why are you so afraid of the cold today, and you haven't taken off your gloves?"

"..." A strangeness flashed in Little Lonicera's eyes.He silently took his little hand with the plush glove out of Lian Qiao's palm, and lied a little guilty, "...because I like it."

Lian Qiao stared at him thoughtfully.

Liandong bit her lips uncomfortably: "Well... because... I was poor when I was a child. I never had gloves, and every winter I got frostbite, so..."

His eyes were wandering, and his fingers were quietly twisting the corners of his clothes.His eyes and brows were full of signs of lying.

But Lian Qiao was persuaded by him.Lian Qiao never heard about the hardships he endured when he was a child. At this moment, his heart was so painful that he was mad, and he immediately hugged him into his arms, and said softly: "You don't have to suffer this kind of suffering anymore. I will always be here in the future. "

"...Mmm." Little Lonicera leaned against his chest, feeling guilty for lying in her heart, but sweet as hell.

After a while, the monk came back.The two of them jumped up from the small table with a guilty conscience and arranged their clothes.

Obviously they just hugged each other and did nothing, yet they felt uneasy about being caught cheating.

In order to relieve his guilty conscience, Lian Qiao even asked uncharacteristically, "Why have you been here for so long?"

"Hey, don't mention it." The monk shook the water from his hand, looking depressed, "There is a female ghost in the toilet who wants to steal my toilet paper. It scared me to death."

Lian Qiao: "Oh, sorry, I forgot to tell you, it was..."

Monk: "It's okay. I have already recited a set of mantras to save her."

Lian Qiao & Lonicera: "Huh???"