MTL - The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism-Chapter 1465 Founder is coming out

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"Hehe ..." A woman's laughter sounded suddenly.

Fang Zhengmeng did it from his **** and looked around, but he was not alone.

"Is it a dream? Or is there a woman laughing?" Fang Zheng wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, pushed open the door of the room, and went out. He walked around the temple without seeing anyone else.

The lone wolf has always been very alert, but today it sleeps like a dead dog.

Even the red baby who used to play mobile phones until midnight slept sweetly.

Founder scratched his head and muttered, "Is it my devil?"

"Hehe ..." The female voice rang again, and the direction in which Founder listened seemed to be from the side of the Buddhist temple!

Founder rushed to the front yard immediately, and saw that there was a woman under the linden tree. The woman was wearing a long red dress with loose hair and could not see her face ...

The Founder folded his hands together: "Amitabha, this female ghost donor, are you okay?"

The woman's body was stiff for a while, and then an angry voice was said, "Where is your talented woman! I am human!"

During the conversation, the woman arranged her hair behind her head and tied a ponytail.

But who would a normal person go to the monk temple in the middle of the night? She also wore a red coat, all right?

Through the moonlight, Founder saw the woman's face very pretty, with willow leaves bending her eyebrows, cherry mouth, not the big nose of westerners, the small nose of the east, and she looked very cute. The girl's eyes were as big as the stars on that day, as if they would shine, flashing.

I don't know why. Looking at this girl, Founder is a little familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it.

Founder asked: "Door, have we met?"

The girl with a playful back holding her hands, walked to the front of Fang Fang, bent over, and the small face kept zooming in front of Fang Fang, and then smiled playfully: "Why? Forget me so soon? We But I've seen it ... "

Founder's face confused, have you seen it? When have you seen it?

"Not only I have seen it, I watched you grow up," said the girl.

Founder's face was even darker, watching him grow up? how is this possible? So they clasped their hands together: "Amitabha, donor, please don't make fun of the poor monk. The poor monk really doesn't remember you ..."

The girl rolled her eyes and said, "Who was joking with you? Founder, you are a bad guy! Big bad guy!"

Founder's aggressive face, is he a bad guy? For the first time in the past two years, someone has evaluated him this way. The Founder folded his hands together: "Amitabha, the donor, if it is a ritual Buddha, you can enter the Buddhist temple. If it is all right, the poor monk is going to sleep."

While talking, Fang Zheng glanced at the Buddhist temple, and then stood in place as if struck by lightning, as if he saw something incredible.

Then she heard the girl whisper in her ear: "I know how to sleep, you pig! It's dawn ..."

The next moment, Founder heard the voice of Red Baby: "Master, master, master! Come and watch the news! Something big has happened!"

Then, Founder turned back and saw a skeleton approaching himself ...

Wow!

Founder exclaimed and sat up suddenly, only to discover that everything just now turned out to be a dream!

At this time, the door was opened, and the red babe ran on, and said, "Master, look at it, big news! Uh ... Master, why is there sweat on your head?"

Fang Zheng wiped the sweat from his head and said, "It's probably because the weather is too hot. What's wrong? What big news?"

The red baby didn't think too much. After all, in his cognition, no one in the world could hurt this bald guy. So he handed the phone to Founder Road: "You see for yourself."

Founder took a look and saw that the content was simply: "The Founder is a thief, stowaways, negotiated in many countries, and asked the Huaxia government to surrender Founder for trial."

Hua Xia replied: Citizens of our country will not accept foreign trials, and if there is illegal smuggling, they will make their own judgment.

There is very little content, but Founder knows that the smaller the content, the greater the news representative ’s affairs, so I ’m afraid it ’s not so easy to get mixed up.

Founder clicked, and whispered in his heart: When was the crime of smuggling so big? Aren't they usually repatriated? The poor monks have returned home by themselves, so there is no need for the other party to help?

The red child said, "Master, you have become incense sticks."

Fang Zheng rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Where the fragrant lotus seeds come from, one by one regards them as monks of the Tang dynasty. They all want to gain benefits for the teacher ..."

"Master, what are you going to do? Even if you do n’t know you are back now, it ’s troublesome to rely on it? Otherwise, let ’s keep pretending to be dead? No one has really seen us anyway.” Red Baby Road.

Founder shook his head and said, "How can it be that simple, sometimes a politician is a lunatic. What to do if my mind is struck with the wrong strings? By then, all the cause and effect may fall on the teacher ... War, no matter what time The unlucky ones are ordinary people and soldiers. "

"Then ..." Red baby didn't know what to say.

Founder laughed: "I want to be low-key for the teacher, tell the world with action, I have no interest in dominating the world, I just want to be an honest monk. It ’s hard to be an honest man ..."

"Master, what do you mean?" The red baby's eyes brightened.

Founder Road: "There are two ways in the world for robbers to put down the butcher knife, one is probation and the other is scary crying. Since probation doesn't work, scare them!"

The red baby smiled: "Master, what shall we do next?"

After Founder thought about it, he said to the red child: "Before we do, you have to help the teacher to determine a message. You saw yesterday, and the exact location is still uncertain ..."

"So you lost the Founder's chair to me? Then you can just let someone solve the junk master? Do you have any brains?"

In a villa in Forty-nine City, Jing Yan took high heels and knocked on Jing Yulong's forehead, and Jing Yulong grinned with pain.

However, there was no bleeding or redness on his forehead. Obviously, Jing Yan just did what she did.

However, Jing Yan was really angry, and finally found the founder, but Jing Yulong was lost!

Jing Yulong said: "Sister head, can this blame me? You don't know how gullible the fake master is. Fortunately, if you go early, if you really let him perform in public, then Huaxia calligraphy will become a joke in the world. At the time, I didn't expect that Founder's presidency would just run away ... "

"Are you a pig? He ran out to make a statement. You still don't believe it, you have to read the letter before you believe it? What do you think?" Jing Yan really wanted to give him a hammer.

Just then, Jing Yuhang ran in and said excitedly: "There is news from the master!"