Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Shaoyang knows that this is a ritual of Buddhism's shaving. It seems to be a pure face. It seems that only the nun is like this: the population of the ringing shouts Bodhi leaves, and poses in a correct position. When the chanting is over, the white cloth can be removed and the eyes opened.

The specific reason, Ye Shaoyang can not see clearly, in a hurry to look up and down: this sister's long hair spread out behind his head, growing to the shoulders.

Whether it is the length of the hair or the body, it is consistent with the cold jade, Ye Shaoyang rushed to her and shouted: "Cold jade! Cold jade is me! I came to see you, don't be a monk!"

The cold and cold mouth moved and seemed to want to say something, but closed again.

This reaction made Ye Shaoyang convinced of his own judgment. This must be cold jade in front of him. Otherwise, he would directly deny it. If he wants to speak up, he will hesitate to forgive himself.

"Cold jade, last time you really misunderstood, I have nothing to do with Mu Qingyu, I can't explain these two sentences!"

Ye Shaoyang said that he would go over.

In the mouth, there was a clear drink from the top of the Daxiong Hall: "Give me this bold madman!"

From the cabins on both sides of the middle court, dozens of nuns immediately emerged, each with a sword made of bamboo poles, which was placed in the middle and blocked in the middle of Ye Shaoyang, who was waiting for the shaving.

The three white nuns, flying from the main hall of Daxiong, walked quickly and stood on the top steps, looking far away.

Ye Shaoyang also looked at the past and found that the three nuns are probably in their thirties. They look a bit similar and look pretty.

One of them took two steps forward and replied: "Who are you, how dare you marry me!"

Ye Shaoyang hit a head and pointed out that he was cold and said: "I am sorry, I came to see her. She was my own... girlfriend, because I misunderstood me, I became a monk when I was angry. Too perfect, return her to me."

"Stop!" The teacher was too scolding. "The Buddha is vast, cares about one heart. It is her who wants to be a monk. I also gave her seven days to think. When she wants to be a monk, she looks at the red dust, and has a relationship with the Buddha. ?

Take a step back and say, you are looking for someone, you should be informed by the people under my door, how can I swear to me this bhikkhuni repair site! ”

Ye Shaoyang arched his hand and explained: "This is indeed my fault. But it is also an emergency. There is no way. If I wait for someone to report, I am afraid that she will even shave her hair."

"Ye Shaoyang!"

In the "wall of people", a girl called up, looked up and down Ye Shaoyang, and hurriedly stepped back to the steps, shouting to the pretty teacher: "Teaching, this is Ye Shaoyang!"

Ye Shaoyang looked at the past, as if he had a few familiar faces, suddenly remembered, it seems that the last time the seal was recorded, the little nun was also present.

"You are Ye Shaoyang!"

The pretty teacher is too, and the other two have widened their eyes and looked at them with surprise.

Since you know it, you can do it. Ye Shaoyang smiled, "Three teachers are too, give a face."

The middle of the teacher said: "If you don't give it?"

"You are the unruly Ye Shaoyang, poor Nie heard that you are trying to save the road on the same day, do not hesitate to be an enemy of the magical world, the great destruction of the swords, is very prestige, see you today, really so unruly people. ”

Ye Shaoyang’s heart sank, letting them know their identity, but it was a bad thing. I used to get out of the limelight. Today, I finally fell into the pit I dug.

The pretty teacher walked too close to the cold jade, and the cold jade opened his mouth and wanted to speak. The pretty teacher said: "The ceremony is not finished, you can't speak, you can nod or shake your head. I ask you, can you be shaved? ”

Ye Shaoyang immediately nervous, looking at the cold jade, seeing her seem to hesitate for a while, then gently nodded.

"Amitabha." The singer turned his head and looked at Ye Shaoyang, sneer: "This is the choice of others, Ye Shaoyang, you can not make a decision for others."

Ye Shaoyang was emotional and ignored her. She rushed to cold jade and shouted: "That is really a misunderstanding. I have nothing to do with Mu Qingyu, but I am really wrong. I didn't come to you in time. I am sorry for you, you. It’s good to go back with me. I will follow you in the future. I will not leave you half a step in my life!”

In the face of so many nuns, Ye Shaoyang shouted and shouted at the cold and jealousy. The nuns around had seen this battle for a while, and the old frowning was very intolerant. The younger one is feeling cola and snickering.

"Stop!" The sorcerer shouted, "The solemn Buddha is pure, and you are full of swearing words, swearing Buddha!"

Ye Shaoyang sneaked a sigh: "How is the ******** filthy, what theory do you have?"

Pretty teacher said: "Red powder, white skin, everything is greedy and obsessive. The world is obsessed with greed and sorrow, swearing at ****, indulging in the boundless sea."

Ye Shaoyang said: "But we are in love, we don't feel bitter, very happy."

The teacher said: "In the karma, not knowing it, it is a big mistake."

Ye Shaoyang shook his head with a smile. "I don't understand the truth. I only want to say a little. According to your statement, if the world overcomes greed and ignorance, it will destroy people's desires and do nothing. I am afraid that it will never be long before, and there is no... ...the teacher is too much."

"Let's relax!" The teacher is too embarrassed to teach, and no one dares to talk to himself like this, but she is not so angry when she is sacred. She only said to Ye Shaoyang coldly: "You are the Taoist teacher, Do you dare to talk to poorer?"

Ye Shaoyang said: "What?"

"On this greed and ignorance, whether it is poisoned in the world!"

Ye Shaoyang said: "Teacher is trying to prove that greed is poison, okay, I admit it, but... you are too lost."

The teacher was too shocked and said, "What are you saying?"

Ye Shaoyang looked at her and smiled: "Teacher too, you have to talk to me, fight for a high or low level, isn't it also a mourning? The teacher is very Buddhist and has been practicing for many years, and he is mourned for viciousness. Still use it?"

The teacher was too glanced, and looked at the two teachers on the left and right, and they were dumb and screamed.

"Amitabha, hey, hehe..."

After a moment of indulging, slowly looking up, looking at Ye Shaoyang said: "Ye Shaoyang, you are not a Maoshan Tianshi, on the road, poor and poor."

Ye Shaoyang immediately had a good impression on her: the leader of a faction, in the presence of so many disciples, lost and recognized, it is difficult.

However, the next words of the teacher are too happy to make him happy:

"This woman wants to be obsessed with shaving. It is her own heart. Poor Nepal also calms her for seven days. She still wants to be a monk. She can't stop being poor. If you can persuade her to leave, poor Nepal has nothing to say, you said to persuade her not to Going, poor Nie will be obeyed by her rules, and you have no right to stop it."