I Only Want to Farm Chapter 2250: Sit down!

"Actually, when it comes to idols, I still admire the Zen master Mian Shang the most." Qin Yu's voice was gentle and his eyes sparkled, "She also practiced from a mortal. She has gone through great disasters and created her own way of Zen. She is a role model for our generation."

Chu Ci's white fingers rubbed his sleeves, and his eyes suddenly met with a certain little turtle. Apart from boasting, usually she praises someone so much for one purpose - to win the other party's favor.

So. ． ． Is Zen master around?

One person, one tortoise eyes, seemed to have swept across the bamboo forest inadvertently, but did not see anyone.

That's right, if the emperor class doesn't want people to find out, who can see it, so. ． ． Is she here at this time?

"The biggest dream in my life is to see her, and I will have no regrets in this life."

You look at my eyes, how sincere.

I am the little Zen master's little licking dog, and I don't accept rebuttals.

Miss Chan Master, did you hear that?

The bamboo forest is clean, the only thing that is not quiet is the people, but soon, everyone is quiet because it is raining.

This rain came suddenly, but every drop was like a source of purification.

The mountain, the sea, and the bamboo forest all fell silent all of a sudden.

Qin Yu looked up and felt the cold rainwater falling on his face. This water may have fallen on the ground, or on the branches of bamboo, flowing down from the soft and leaf-shaped bamboo leaves, as if engulfing clouds. The fragrance of the bamboo leaves fell together, on the skin, in the eyes, and into the heart.

For a moment, the soul seemed ethereal. I heard the sound of the tide in the sea, the birdsong in the forest, the swirling mountain wind, the singing at midnight under the century-old lights, and the quietness deep in my soul. .

Everyone, good or evil, strong or weak, actually has a place to hide.

The place may be clean or it may be dirty.

At this point, this place is infinitely magnified.

Enlarged, it is easy to clean.

Dirty becomes clean, and clean gets cleaner.

That's what the bath day does, it's a redemption.

Qin Yu. ． ． She doesn't need redemption, she just feels that this kind of bathing makes her feel very comfortable, so comfortable that her body and soul have reached a kind of unity - this kind of unity makes her faintly feel that the secret flow of her soul growth is in the future. Advancing at a slow but respectable pace.

In fact, this kind of talent is very mysterious. Unlike other talents, it can be seen in a tangible macroscopic view. It cannot be seen, and even the feeling is very mysterious. The only time you experience it is when you realize it Enlightenment, the sour feeling of getting is indescribable.

At this moment, Qin Yu felt that the sense of occlusion that could not be relieved after going to heaven and concentrating on studying the demon way suddenly collapsed.

Not bad, it's a good bath day.

Qin Yu was delighted to feel the feeling of rapid progress and step by step overthrowing the barriers of the beast gods and monsters until. ． ．

"I'm so happy, Jia Ye, it's rare to see such a pure and lovely little monk with such high talent."

The voice was so familiar, as soon as Qin Yu looked up, he saw a person standing in front of him, with a slender shadow, bathed in rain, but so fresh and elegant, like a **** in the fairy forest.

The Zen master stood there with his hands behind his back and a pure smile.

Qin Yu's heart broke. Even though she had sensed that the emperor was nearby, she guessed that it was probably the protagonist Zen Master, so she made a special show.

As expected, it was the Zen master. She never thought that she could avoid the Zen master's eyes and ears. The other party had naturally seen through her disguise, but this did not prevent her from expressing her loyalty.

It's just that she always feels that the Zen master's eyes are very deep, which makes her have an ominous premonition.

Kaya? Emperor Fozong?

"She is not under my door."

Jia also appeared, looking at Qin Yu with calm and clear eyes.

This way of Zen is still Buddhist, and the mind is strong, which is also reflected in the eyes, so what Qin Yu dislikes the most is staring at this kind of people.

Acting people are most afraid of piercing eyes.

Qin Yu was about to get up to salute, when the Zen Master's hand was already on her shoulder, and with a light touch, she was pushed down to the ground with a puff.

Qin Yu: "???"

As a result, only everyone else got up to salute the two great emperors, but Qin Yu was left alone and sat on the ground.

Oh, and her little turtle.

"Is that so, you are not a Buddhist cultivator?"

The Zen master did not have the slightest awareness of his peculiar and eye-catching behavior, so he calmly withdrew his hand and asked Qin Yu.

"The younger generation is a Buddhist cultivator, just a casual visitor in the mountains, has no morals, and is not under the Buddhist sect, but this does not change the younger generation's heart to Buddha."

"Liar."

The two words are light and floating, as light as a jade bead compass, and a bit soft and hoarse.

"?"

The Zen Master's two words of anger and smile startled many people, Donghuang Moduan and others were in shock, who is this little monk?

How can the Zen master treat him so uniquely?

Only Chu Ci is not surprised, and when his master is thinking, he hesitates to tell her the truth, but it is definitely not appropriate now, because all the sound transmissions cannot escape the eyes and ears of the emperor, even if she knows the truth of the emperor. It is also possible to know Qin Yu's identity, but this is not the reason for her to expose her in private chats.

So Chu Ci was speechless for a while, and the Zen master continued to say to Qin Yu: "Just now I seem to have heard you say that your heart is for me, why did you become a Buddha all of a sudden."

Amount. ． ． this. ． ． Let me confess, do you have to be so particular about it?

Qin Yu thought for a while and explained: "Buddha is my belief, and you are my object of worship. This is different."

Zen master: "A little monk, with a big heart, can still pretend to be the leader of your Buddhist cultivation?"

After she asked this, she slowly reminded: "He is playing chess and drinking tea in the woods behind."

Qin Yu had an epiphany - she was expressing herself that you love both the first wife and the second mistress? By the way, the mistress is also here.

MD, the most poisonous woman's heart, I just want to show my loyalty and hug my thigh so hard? ! ! !

The corners of Qin Yu's mouth twitched, showing a panicked expression, and decided to change the subject, "Is Jia Yemian here too? Junior..." She was about to stand up and salute, when the Zen master pressed down gently with one hand down her shoulders.

"Don't be restrained, your injury is not healed, it doesn't matter if you sit."

Plop.

Qin Yu sat down on the ground again, the opponent used a bit too much force, and his flesh and bones ached.

What a dog day! ! !

My wife is going to explode!

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Qin Yu was just about to blow up ~IndoMTL.com~ looked up at the Zen master's condescending eyes that were as warm as the rain in the forest, and the latter asked softly: "Huh?"

Qin Yu immediately supported his waist, and said in a weak voice, "Thank you, Zen Master, for your compassion, I am very grateful for this junior."

Feel as moved as you want, your eyes are red.

The Zen master smiled, "What a good boy, I am grateful for understanding...you haven't answered my question yet."

Demonstration of strength, you change the subject again, and I will press your devil-level eyes again.

Qin Yu was silent for three seconds, his eyes drifted behind the clump of bamboo, as if he could really see a figure sitting there. ． ．

She said softly: "Jia Yemian has been the driving force for the younger generation to practice Taoism since childhood, and has promoted the younger generation to forge ahead."

Zen master: "Is it like the carrot hanging in front of a donkey?"

Qin Yu's face froze, looking at the Zen master was like looking at a devil.

And Jiaojiao had already turned over, facing the crowd with her tortoise shell, while she was buried in Qin Yu's belly and twitched.

Sorry, I just laughed.

Chu Ci lowered his head and pressed the bridge of his nose to avoid showing his uncontrollable smile.

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