#970 - It's the time to practice
The insects and birds are singing, and the woods are deep, and the mottled light and shadow fall on the body and break and reorganize.
"The tiger has something."
Liangqu stepped on the stone steps and suddenly opened his mouth when he took half a step.
"Is there something?" Bai Wu's hand threw away the sour berries. The little Mirage Dragon held the otter and opened it, shook his tail and flew up and asked, "Boss, what's there?"
Liang Qu continued to pick up the steps: "After she said one sentence, I owe three favors."
"Three?" Long Eying turned her head.
"How many do you think?" Liang Qu asked back.
"two."
"Which two?"
Long Eying stood up two fingers.
"First, the White Tiger King pointed out that the "Mahahahahahahaha Temple" in the Sutra Library itself is in love; second, it is related to the reputation of the master. She suffered a grievance in her mouth. If something is a little tricky in the future, she promised to clarify and avoid suspicion.
If you don't agree, it will be spread out. It is suspected that it is because of the left hand and the right hand, and it is even more disgusting. The matter of 100 taels was made, and the interest rate increased to 12 or even 13. ”
Liang Qu grabbed Eying's hand, put out his third ring finger, and gently pinched it.
"Third, the tiger deliberately snatched the value of the martial arts in the hole. Only the tiger clan can practice the martial arts. The golden-haired tiger itself does not need to be remembered. It still engraved the cave openly. Those bats and hedgehogs know all about it and enter and exit freely. It doesn't matter that it proves that the exercises are seen.
She came out to obstruct me when I finished reading it. In fact, she wanted me to think that the leakage of the martial arts was more valuable than finding faults from this matter. She deliberately blocked the time, so, this one hundred taels of things should be changed first. The cost is 12, including the interest, and I need to pay 145. ”
"Yes." Long Eying thought, closing her three fingers, "I forgot about this."
Baihu kept saying that she came because of the monsters in the mountains calling for help, but she was slowly swaying in her behavior and strolling in the garden.
It's really dangerous, the golden-haired tiger grave grass should have fluttered in the wind.
Long Yao and Long Li's eyes were filled with circles.
"Sister Eying, is it that complicated?"
"Aren't you two smart dragon girls second only to Eying?" Liang Qu despised, "But Er, how can I pass the Dragon Man race? "Only my wife is the only one of my wife?"
call!
Long Yao and Long Li's cheeks bulged into frogs.
"Oh, the world is getting worse." Liang Qu pushed his head and looked through the forest and looked at the sky. "A Buddhist Dharma Protector Beast has so many eyes, it's vulgar! It's so vulgar! My wife, go, continue to dig bamboo shoots, and go to the Sutra Pavilion to help me flip through it at night. So that my left and right ministers will get ashore as soon as possible!”
not good!
The little mirage dragon is worried.
When Fatty Si was mixed in the water, he was still not a man or a dragon. He was vulgar and barbaric, and he was slandering and charming the poor. In the future, he practiced hard skills and ran ashore. Isn’t there a day of peace in his home?
Going out for a walk will lead to a great disaster!
"Ding ding ding ding ~"
In the cave of Weihu Mountain, the hedgehog groped into the fruit plate, pierced on his back, filling in the consumption, and the bat hangs upside down,
The sharp claws flip the book, and Gao Nian's new chapter of "The Biography of the Mountain Lord" in the foot of the mountain. Under the stone pedestal, the boar and the little elephant hit the ground and collided.
The golden-retriever tiger lying on the stone chair and pulling the bell, having a great time.
The white tiger sighed lightly.
"What's wrong, why are you sighing?" The golden tiger sat upright.
"It's okay, Hu'er, you keep playing."
The golden-retriever tiger scratched his head and felt a little strange, but when he saw that his mother was powerless, he felt sad.
Being a king cannot share the worries of your mother.
Why.
"Ding ding ding ding ~"
"By the way, where is my demon subduing?" The golden tiger looked around.
The boar and the baby elephant stopped colliding, facing each other.
In the hanging temple, Bodhi leaves flipped and fell, ripples on the lake surface, star apes waving their big bone rods, and tigers blew their wind.
All kinds of movements are like an antelope hanging on its horns, which is amazing, and scarred and humbly asking for advice.
"The name is not very good. I'll just call it improvised. If you have to take a name, it's called the Dog Beat Stick!" Xing Yuan handed over the demon.
Good name!
Scarface deeply agreed. It took over the demons seriously, imitated the posture of a star ape, and waved the stick.
"No, right, move the left foot position five li right! Use attack instead of defense!"
One otter on both sides.
Sunset at dusk.
The otter woke up quietly, and the room was empty, only a faint pain in the back of his head reminded it what was going on.
Six sticks in one hand!
Come and cheat, come and attack!
Alas.
The big beaver pushed the door open and the otter opened his confused eyes and suddenly became stronger. He lifted the quilt and got out of the bed, pulled the big beaver and rushed out of the door, and immediately rang the door of the wing.
"Zen Staff? What do you do with a Zen Staff?"
Lu Gang put down the wooden board and saw the otter spreading on the top, and two big words were erected again.
"arms!"
The otter looked at the big beaver. The big beaver took out the mezzanine of his belly and turned out three heavy gold pieces of dog heads.
"I am not familiar with the place, so there is no stove."
Lu Gang was in trouble.
In addition, why should a weapon be made in the Zen stick style? Which one is not good for swords, guns, swords and halberds?
Sutra Pavilion.
The fragrance lingers.
The great monk was sitting at his desk and flipping the book and studying it carefully.
I went out for a day and watched Liangqu, which was eating a meaty meal at the foot of the mountain for a while, but I didn't see anyone outside the Sutra Pavilion.
The bald monk who pointed out the scars of the rings, but he had come, and the White Tiger King would not be aimless. He came to the door with shameless face and found a case: "Master, I want to go up to the third floor to see it, can I?"
The monk Shoujing raised his eyebrows and stared at Liangqu for a moment, and took out a waist sign from the drawer.
"The third floor classics need to be cleaned before reading them. Don't make any dirty or alter them. Without permission, you must not comment privately. Unless the abbot allows you to take out the original, you can't copy the original. There is a table in the building and there is a pen and ink. As for the exercises, you can do it. True art,
Donor Liang can answer the correct question. ”
"Answer the question? What's the question?"
"You will know by turning the book."
The monk Shoujing didn’t say much, and Liangqu didn’t ask much.
At least the process is easier than expected. As the only "haired alien" in the Sutra Pavilion, he took the white jade crown on his head and climbed to the third floor with a sign.
There was another monk searching his body and changing his shoes at the entrance of the third floor. All the pendants were taken off and locked in the drawer.
Compared with the first and second floors, there are very fewer people on the third floor.
There are many bookshelf and few tables. In the misty incense, monks can be seen reading them in scattered places.
While it’s not dark, it’s time to go to the third row to find books.
"Mahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Ten lines at a glance.
"Finished!"
Liang Qu's eyes stayed on the third row, with eight complete pieces. The dictionaries were generally thick and different, including the beasts and the birds. He dug out one of the thick books with gold-toned characters. At this point, he still No one came to obstruct me, I thought everything would go well.
Just opened.
An invisible force pulled the book, as if a hand was firmly holding the book.
The eight gold-plated characters "Mahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" are suddenly distorted, twisted into three lines of golden small characters and three lines of small characters.
"When you were fishing, did you ever see the same tribe crying in the net?"
"Will you leave a scale to keep the rivers on the day of turning into a dragon?"
"If you have achieved the Arhat fruit, should you eat your fisherman first, or the shrimps you eat?"
"Ask a reply."
"Answer two is worthy of praise."
"Answer three can be explained with a pen."
"The monk Shujing said that he could tell from the book that he meant that this is what he meant. The true technique was attached to the will of the master, the smart lock, and it was all about fish. "
Liang Qu sat cross-legged on the ground, not daring to violently dismantle books.
He thought for a long time, found out his spirit, blended with it, and tried to answer the previous question.
"Those who cry are because their karma has not disappeared. Should disciples help them enter the samsara early?
"Do you want to become a demon?"
The golden characters twisted, and a big mistake appeared before my eyes, and I was scolded.
never mind.
Change one.
It's not bright in the east and the west.
"If you leave a scale, you can prove your compassion. Would you leave a thousand scales to cast a pagoda?"
"Utilitarian! All the scales are greedy water ghosts, and they will retaliate against the creatures in rivers. Do you want to become a demon?"
wrong!
Wrong again!
Damn it.
Liangqu looked at the last question.
Choose one of two, there will be no problem, right?
"Send the fisherman first because his sins are even more serious!"
"It is natural for fishermen to catch fish and fill their stomachs. You, the devil, should cut off flesh and bones, and the fishermen can share it."
"Then you should first settle the shrimp group and repay the past killing karma before discussing other things!"
"Supreat or liquidation?"
"Saving!"
"A shrimp breaks a piece of fish bones, and both body and spirit are destroyed. There is a demon in the world, so happy."
"Then liquidate!"
"Devil!"
Try multiple times.
Without any response, even a "warning" popped up in his mind!
Liang Qu stuffed the books back into the bookshelf and left the house straight away.
A quarter of an hour later.
"Master! How do you solve these three questions?"
