Aoyama sees me as I should

The fact that the six roots are not clean has nothing to do with copying scriptures. Even if Ji Qingbai spends a day copying scriptures in the scripture room, when he thinks of Xiao Langjun's beautiful face, he still thinks it is very good.

In the end, he casually threw the scriptures aside, packed up his brush and ink and went to the yard to wash them. Seeing the black and white dripping all over the floor, he didn't feel very comfortable.

When the deacon in the front yard came to find him, he saw the abbot squatting in the yard with a half-washed pen and ink in his hands, his head down, thinking about something.

The deacon stepped forward and called "Master" a few times, and the other party finally responded.

"Master isn't going to lecture in the hall today?" the deacon asked.

Ji Qingbai didn't have the mood to lecture on scriptures, so he shook his head perfunctorily.

Deacon: "How about the new Mrs. Fang?"

Ji Qingbai didn't react: "What do you want me to do?"

"Teaching the scriptures." The deacon said naturally, "I gave you a lot of incense money."

Ji Qingbai: "..."

Ashamed to say, Tuoshan Temple was really poor before he became the abbot.Even though incense is now more inexplicably popular, because of the small place and few activities, they can't get too much oil and water from pilgrims.

Until later, Ji Qingbai became the abbot, and began to go out to do some errands for lecturing scriptures, tying ropes, and consecrating.

He only needs to chant scriptures and Buddha with the young ladies and women who are approaching, or stay in the Wuliang Hall for an extra hour or two, and the incense money will often be several times higher than usual.

At first it was doing well, until later the deacons found out that someone had come to climb over the courtyard wall of the abbot's meditation room in the middle of the night, so Ji Qingbai's chances to show his face were also limited.

When going to lecture on Tanzhang, Ji Qingbai always felt a sense of dislocation and upside-down funny.

He remembered that when he had just ascended to the God Realm, he was a heartless and immature naughty boy who acted like a loose fairy. He had been unrestrained for more than 100 years and occupied a mountain for easy eating and sleeping. The soul is powerful and pure, with refined cultivation, not to mention the town of a melon and fruit forest, it doesn't take too much effort to control the ghosts and ghosts in all directions and four rivers.

At any rate, he, Ji Qingbai, also went to the banquet of the gods back then, and he was called a god by name. He had a bow made of thorns, his mane twisted the strings, and the wick of the lamp was turned into an arrow. Rare.

It wasn't until the day when the Buddhist realm opened up, Miaoyinniao flew out of colorful auspicious clouds with her pipa in her arms, and Wuliang came to his small hill in this world, and Ji Qingbai was immobilized by the Buddha's seal, it was a complete loss.

After he was taken to the Buddhist realm, seven days a month, the Buddha went down to the lotus platform, and he had to spend one day to lecture on scriptures with him.

During those days, Ji Qingbai was really miserable, he thought that the most he came here was to sleep with him, but he didn't know that he had to be educated.

One day, after the Buddha had finished speaking, he lowered his head from the lotus pedestal, with green smoke floating in front of him, and closed his eyes that could not see joy and sorrow.

"Ji Yu." The Buddha's voice was like a bell, "Are you awake?"

At that time, Ji Qingbai was not as timid as when he first came here. He slept with the Buddha for a while, and when he was the most presumptuous, he turned back into his real body and turned over on his stomach.

"Your Majesty is a Buddha with pure six sense organs." Ji Qingbai complained in a low voice, "I'm only a mere god, so I don't shy away from these things."

The Buddha looked at him indifferently for a while, seemed to smile, but didn't seem to.

Since then, the Buddha no longer preached to him.

Now Ji Qingbai had scripture scrolls spread out in front of him, and he was sitting cross-legged on the futon, and there was an incense stick in front of the table, and the filament-like smoke was swirling.

Tan Zhang was sitting in a wheelchair with his elbows loosely draped. Perhaps because of an arrow wound, he had a low-grade fever, his face was pale, there were sickly red clouds floating on his cheeks, and his black hair was raised high, revealing a A jade-like neck.

Ji Qingbai occasionally raised his head from the scriptures, and saw that Mr. Xiao Lang was listening very seriously, with a youthful and moving energy in his eyebrows and eyes.

"Why didn't the abbot continue to read?" Tan Zhang tilted his head when he realized that Ji Qingbai had stopped, and asked softly.

Ji Qingbai sighed, got up to pour tea, turned his back to the person, and said in a complaining tone, "Young Lord is not in good health, you should take a good rest." He turned around and handed the cup to Tanzhang, "Lecture the scriptures." What, you can listen to it next time."

Tan Zhang stared at Ji Qingbai for a while, then lowered his eyes again, he didn't reach out to take the teacup, but lowered his head, opened his mouth, and suddenly caught the edge of the teacup.

Ji Qingbo was stunned for a moment, fearing that the tea would be spilled, he subconsciously supported Xiao Langjun's back, and slowly fed the tea into his mouth.

Tan Zhang fell into the abbot's arms as if he had no bones.

Ji Qingbai only felt a pain in his left earlobe, which was actually bitten by Tanzhang again.

"Abbot." Xiao Langjun breathed out, and with a smile, asked: "When did you pretend to be Guanyin?"

The author says:

The ear piercing done by the Buddha himself

is never going away

This meme is so good

(The traces I left for you will always exist)

The stalk of "playing Guanyin" is based on the dialogue between Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai. If you are interested, you can check it out

The Buddha is still the unshakable route of wheelchair seduction

In the next chapter, they will hug shamelessly again