When a Buddha is dressed as cannon fodder

Kang Jingwu's soul of gossip was immediately ignited, and he glanced at Fu Junheng and Wuyou meaningfully, "Jeez! It really is Fu Shaojue!"

The temple was built on the mountain, and the four of them planned to walk up to it to show their piety.

Lan Xiu glanced at Wuyou's injured hand, "Xiao Wuyou, your hands are injured. Walk up and talk for less than half an hour, okay? If not, go to the cable car as early as possible, don't wait until you can't walk halfway. Carry."

Hearing his teasing words, Wuyou couldn't help but look him up and down: "Young Master Lan, if you want to take the cable car, you can just say that it's my hands that were injured, not my feet. Take a step back and say, even if I'm injured, it's still blue. You can't catch up."

"Well, he will never try to catch up with you!" Fu Junheng said with a pun.

"People are addicted to vegetables, why do you always provoke Xiaoyou." Kang Jingwu patted Lan Xiu on the shoulder.

Fu Junheng followed Wuyou, both of them exercised regularly, mountain climbing was no problem.

Director Kang Jing Wudang often shoots night scenes, his life is not very regular, and his physical fitness is not particularly good.Lan Xiu also often stays up late at nightclubs. She is a night owl, and of course her physical strength is not as good as that of Fu Junheng and Wuyou.

After only ten minutes of walking, Lan Xiu fell behind by a large margin.

Wuyou walked ahead without panting, looked back at Lan Xiu who was following hard, deliberately waited for him to catch up, and then said with a leisurely smile: "Young Master Lan, you haven't climbed half of the mountain yet, why are you panting?" into this."

"Young Master Lan's physical strength is really bad!" Fu Junheng also said with a half-smile.

Lan Xiu broke out in sweat, "Okay, don't gossip anymore, Master Wuyou is amazing, Brother Fu is awesome, okay?"

Wuyou said again: "Young Master Lan, this footwork is vain, and your liver and kidneys are deficient. It's time to control it."

Lan Xiu was very powerless, "Brother is a decent person! Except for drinking a little wine, he is not as bad as Xiao Wuyou you think."

"I didn't say that you are bad, Young Master Lan. Young Master Lan is worrying too much. However, alcohol is also a manifestation of indulgence."

Lan Xiu: "..."

"Wait for him to climb up slowly! Let's go up and drink tea first." Fu Junheng said to Wuyou.

The aunt who went up the mountain with them couldn't help but look at Lan Xiu a few more times, and said very enthusiastically: "Young man, kidney deficiency is a disease that needs to be cured. You are still so young, you still have to be restrained in sexual affairs with your daughter-in-law, don't just rely on your youth to make money." Indulgence..."

"I'm not married yet." Lan Xiu's facial muscles twitched, and she quickly interrupted her.

"Oh! You have kidney failure before you get married. You young people are too messy." Another aunt also disturbed.

Lan Xiu didn't want to talk, Kang Jingwu almost laughed.

"I'm in good health, no kidney deficiency!" Lan Xiu explained.

The few middle-aged women who walked together didn't believe it at all, and took him as an embarrassment, and advised him to take good care of his body. Many young people who mess around have that disease...

Lan Xiu and Kang Jingwu really couldn't afford to lose this person, and they couldn't make sense with this group of self-righteous people. They didn't care about the soreness of their legs and feet, so they quickly slipped away.

"This Wuyou must be intentional!"

In front of so many people, he deliberately vaguely mentioned that he was exhausted, and he also said that his liver and kidneys were not good.Especially those three aunts and six women who are full and supporting themselves, it is like rain when they hear the wind.

Fu Junheng exercises every day, and Wuyou has also practiced martial arts before. How many ordinary people can compare with them? !

The more Lan Xiu thought about it, the more her teeth itch, "Wait a while to the top of the mountain, and see if I don't clean up!"

"Come on! Are you his opponent?" Kang Jingwu didn't bother to roll his eyes, "Not to mention Fu Junheng is beside him, I guess you can't even touch Wuyou's clothes."

Wuyou and Fu Junheng walked far ahead, Wuyou didn't even catch a breath, it was like a stroll in the courtyard.

Fu Junheng suddenly said: "Mobile phones should be carried with you in the future. Don't give them to others easily, and don't let others have the opportunity to take them."

Wuyou was slightly stunned, then he took out his phone and looked at it, and suddenly understood, "Thank you, Fu Shao, for reminding me, but I don't have any secrets on this phone."

"If someone with a heart gets your information, it will cause unnecessary trouble." Fu Junheng said.

Wuyou nodded, "Young Master Fu is right. I will carry it with me in the future and keep it safe. What did Young Master Lan say to you to make you so unhappy?"

Wuyou guessed that Lan Xiu's open mouth must have made a joke of Fu Junheng, otherwise Fu Junheng would not have targeted him secretly.

"It's nothing, I just want to find a sense of superiority in me." Fu Junheng said.

Wuyou laughed softly, "Then he must have failed."

"You know?" Fu Junheng looked at him.

"Isn't it easy to guess? He is inferior to you in everything, how can he find a sense of superiority from you?"

Wuyou's rainbow fart really hit Fu Junheng's heart without a trace and just right.

Fu Junheng also chuckled: "So I'm so good in Ah You's heart?"

Wuyou didn't refute, "Fu Shaoben is very good."

The sunny sunshine after the rain shone on the two of them, exuding the last lingering warmth of late autumn.

When we reached the top of the mountain, there were more and more people, and some people were secretly looking at Wuyou and Fu Junheng.

There is no other reason, the appearance of both of them is too good.And Wuyou was on fire recently, and soon someone recognized him and wanted to take a photo with him.

Wuyou took a few photos with others, Fu Junheng saw that there were more and more people waiting for the group photo, so he asked them to take only one big group photo, and then dragged Wuyou to the back mountain.

After a while, the abbot came to welcome Wuyou and Fu Junheng to the courtyard behind the Buddhist hall.

"So it's Mr. Fu. Are your parents in good health?" The abbot also knew Fu Junheng.

Wuyou also had to marvel at Fu Junheng's social circle, where there seemed to be nowhere to be reached, there were actually acquaintances of him.

"My mother's health is a little weak. She had a minor operation some time ago, and she's fine now. It just needs to be recuperated, otherwise she would also like to come to burn incense sticks."

The two exchanged pleasantries, Lan Xiu and Kang Jingwu also came, and the abbot asked the monk to bring them vegetarian dishes and meals.

Seeing that he was a little busy today, Fu Junheng said, "Thank you for the hospitality, Master, go and do your own work first!"

The abbot said: "There are indeed distinguished guests in the temple today. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality. Speaking of which, today's guests are related to you."

The abbot glanced at Fu Junheng and Lan Xiu.

Fu Junheng nodded, "I already know."

After the abbot left, Kang Jingwu asked curiously: "What do you know? Don't play charades, who is the abbot talking about?"

Fu Junheng said: "It should be people from Fu Zhengsheng and the Lan family!"

"What a coincidence? Fu Zhengsheng is here too?" Lan Xiu was a little surprised.

Fu Junheng: "Your family has cooperation with him."

"What are they working with?"

"You don't know yourself, who do you ask?" Kang Jingwu gave him a blank look, "You are too comfortable being a young master."

"Oh, forget it, I don't want to worry about it, it doesn't have much to do with me anyway." Lan Xiu suddenly lost interest.

The four of them had dinner, and Lan Xiu and Kang Jingwu wanted to worship the Buddha. Most of the Buddha statues were in the main halls in Qianshan.But there were so many people in the front mountain, it was inconvenient for Wuyou to go out, fearing that he would be recognized and surrounded by people like before, so Fu Junheng accompanied him to the back mountain to enjoy the scenery.

Wuyou and Fu Junheng walked on the bluestone road in the back mountain. These bluestone roads are old and covered with moss marks, but there is also a kind of quietness.

"Unexpectedly, Young Master Fu and the abbot of the temple also know each other. Sure enough, Young Master Fu is young and promising, famous all over the world."

"Stop teasing me." Fu Junheng was amused by him, "It's just that I asked them to do Buddhist ceremonies before. My grandfather believes in Buddhism and is friends with the old abbot here. Our family will donate some boxes of money every year."

Wuyou nodded knowingly: "No wonder we have such honored guests. It seems that we are still in the honor of Mr. Fu."

"Okay, if you get a bargain, you'll still be good." Fu Junheng couldn't help but want to reach out and touch his head.

He also just stretched out his hand like this, but Wuyou noticed it keenly and turned it to one side.

Fu Junheng's outstretched hand was hanging in the air, Wuyou stared at that hand sideways.

This is a pampered hand, with slender and beautiful knuckles and well-defined bones. The fine sunlight is scattered between his fingers, and the sunlight seems to be attached to the hand.

Wuyou narrowed his eyes slightly, moved his footsteps slightly to the side, stood up straight, and opened the distance between the two of them.

"Is Fu Shao always so unprepared and likes to touch other people's heads?" Wuyou asked calmly.

Fu Junheng looked at him, "I don't like touching other people's heads, but Ayou is not someone else."

Wuyou met his deep and dangerous black eyes, was slightly stunned, then smiled and said: "But I don't like being touched on the head by others."

The smile of the person in front of me is peaceful, beautiful and intelligent, but also very hurtful.

Fu Junheng said: "Is Ayou implying that I am someone else in your heart?"

Wuyou clasped his hands together, "In the eyes of Buddhism, all living beings are equal and there is no difference. Fu Shao is also a member of all living beings."

Fu Junheng was so depressed that he snorted coldly.

Seeing him angry, Wuyou said again: "Didn't Young Master Fu ask for marriage? There is no bodhisattva in the back mountain for you to make a wish for."

Fu Junheng was even more depressed, turned his head and left.

Wuyou looked at the back of him leaving in a hurry, and touched the tip of his nose embarrassingly.

It turned out that I had attracted another peach blossom unknowingly.

I hope that the smart Fu Shao can break through this world of mortals and stop being obsessed with obsession.

Amitabha!

The back mountain of the temple is not open to tourists. There are few people here, the scenery is beautiful, and you can overlook the whole back mountain.

Worry-free, I walked down the steps along the path, enjoying the scenery along the road leisurely and comfortably.

The front mountain of this temple is magnificent, but the back mountain is beautiful. This back mountain is somewhat similar to the mountain road of Fengju Temple where he lived in his previous life.

Just as he was strolling leisurely, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

Someone was walking towards him.

Wuyou paused and looked back, but he didn't expect to see an unexpected face.

The man walked towards him, stood on the steps a few steps away from him, looked down at him, his dark eyes were full of dark tides.

Even though the bright sun was shining on him, there was no trace of warmth.

Wuyou looked at the menacing people, still calm: "Mr. Fei has followed me so far, what can I ask for advice?"

Fei Xiuyuan still just looked at him deeply.

The young man was standing on the stone steps a few steps away from him, surrounded by a lush green bamboo.His figure is straight and thin, just like Xiuzhu next to him, he has the integrity of a gentleman.

The sunlight in late autumn passed through the treetops, casting a patch of mottled light, and he was in that patch of light and shadow, so beautiful that it was a bit unreal.

Fei Xiuyuan knew from the beginning that Wuyou was very beautiful, but that kind of beauty seemed soulless, no different from beautiful plastic fake flowers, and you could buy one for a few dollars.

But now, his spirit has returned, with a haunting charm that no one can escape.

What was the opportunity for him to have such a change like the phoenix nirvana?

Fei Xiuyuan's eyes fell on Wuyou's injured hand, and he remembered the rescue video that had been widely circulated on the Internet in recent days.

It was impossible for Wuyou to have such responsiveness and courage.

Wuyou is not reborn from the ashes, but a complete change of soul.

"Are you worry-free?" Fei Xiuyuan asked with a serious face.

Wuyou replied without fear: "Are you blind?"

Fei Xiuyuan clenched his fists secretly, raised his feet and walked down: "Wuyou doesn't have so many skills at all."

Wuyou raised his eyebrows: "Then do you want to verify it now?"

Fei Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Don't think I'm afraid!"

"Oh, I forgot, Mr. Fei is best at bullying the weak." Worriless said sarcastically.

"It's no good for you to provoke me!" Fei Xiuyuan walked in front of Wuyou, with a dark handsome face, "Since you are Wuyou, then come with me."

Fei Xiuyuan stretched out his hand to pull Wuyou's wrist.

Unexpectedly, before touching Wuyou's wrist, he was suddenly kicked on the back.

Fei Xiuyuan was unprepared, he was kicked so that he rushed forward, and rolled directly along the hillside to the thorn bushes below.

The tiny thorns scratched him with burning pain.

Before he had time to get angry, he heard a low male voice say softly: "Ayou, I'm late, are you injured anywhere?"