strictlysupreme Chapter 535 This Is Recruiting A Father...
Chapter 535 This Is Recruiting A Father...
South Sea Luojia Mountain, in the purple bamboo forest behind the mountain.
"Try to ask about Zen, and ask countless questions... When you realize it, you surpass the ten grounds and the three vehicles, and you are stagnant in the four births and six realms..."
Guanyin sits on the Lotus Seat, holds a clean bottle in his left hand, and twists orchid fingers in his right hand, reciting Buddhist classics.
A dozen or so disciples under the stage sat on the ground, listening to the Buddha's voice quietly, devoutly and attentively.
After Guanyin recited a passage, he paused and looked at the figure on the left under the stage.
The other disciples also looked over.
Sitting there is the newly promoted Shancai Boy.
It is said that this "child prodigy" was brought back by Master Guanyin himself, and on the first day of his arrival, he was arranged to listen to the lecture at the nearest position to Master Guanyin, which shows that Master Guanyin loves this child prodigy.
However, facing such an honor, this child prodigy is completely uninterested at this time.
I saw that the boy's eyes were lifeless, his whole body was weak, although his hands were clasped together, it was entirely because of the two bracelets on his hands that forcibly fixed his movements.
The same is true for the head, and the disciples are very sure that if it wasn't for the support of the collar on the neck that completely defies gravity, it would definitely slide to the ground like a ball of slime.
It's no wonder, after all, 917 made a pampered child, Wang, sit in meditation for three whole days, and anyone else would collapse.
Guanyin looked at Hong Hai'er, showing a benign smile: "Boy, have you realized it?"
Hong Hai'er, who was in a fugue, was awakened by this sentence, and looked up in confusion.
Seeing Guanyin's iconic smile, Hong Hai'er froze for a moment, the previous memories gradually came to his mind, and then a burst of anger rushed up.
"Enlighten me, how many times have I said this, my lord doesn't want to listen to your chanting, quickly bring me your mobile phone, Lao'zi wants to call, rank!"
Hong Hai'er's immature voice echoed over the entire purple bamboo forest.
Guanyin shook his head in disappointment when he heard the words, and sighed: "The Doctrine of the Mean says that there are three hundred prestige and three thousand etiquette, and the boy speaks foul language. It seems that the classics and literature are not enough. If so, add more time to meditate." Double it.
Other (bbac) disciples looked at this future junior with some sympathy.
This child is too miserable, he finally sat for three days, and now he has to double it... Ask yourself, even if you change to the most pious old disciple, you will definitely not be able to stand this kind of 'care'.
On the other hand, Hong Hai'er didn't react too much. He saw it clearly, even if he was subdued, this woman could always find a reason in a different way if she wanted to punish him, so why should he subdue?
Guanyin seemed to see what Hong Hai'er was thinking, and sighed, "Boy, you agreed to go back to the South Sea with me back then, and you were willing to accept the bet. Even if you are a Demon Race, you should understand this truth."
Hong Hai'er snorted coldly, turned his face away stubbornly, and said nothing.
He had already made up his mind, anyway, no matter what others said, he just kept silent.
Guanyin frowned, and said again: "Why, it's me, South Sea, what's not going your way?"
"There are many things that don't go well, and the one that goes wrong is you old woman..."
Hong Hai'er continued to maintain aloofness, and couldn't help making complaints in a low voice.
Although it was whispering, none of the people present were from Common.
This curse was like thunder in the ears of all the disciples.
"shut up!"
Muzha behind Guanyin twitched his brows, glared at Hong Hai'er, and yelled out in a cold voice: "Bold madman, don't dare to talk nonsense again, I will serve you with a stick!"
The other disciples also glared at Hong Hai'er.
However, Hong Hai'er only smiled contemptuously in the face of the surrounding gazes.
If you have the ability to let him go to fight, what if these people go together? Whether he was beaten to death first or they were burned to death first is another matter.
"Bodhisattva, this son is very rampant, let the disciple...
Seeing Hong Hai'er's arrogant attitude, Muzha couldn't help it, and asked Guanyin, hoping to teach him a lesson.
But before he finished speaking, Guanyin stopped him with his hand.
Guanyin looked at the Hong Hai'er whose nose was about to go up to the sky below, and also had some headaches, and sighed, "Boy, what are you going to do to stay in my South Sea with peace of mind?"
"Stay in your South Sea? You're dreaming...uh..."
Hong Hai'er instinctively prepared to sneer, but just as the words were out of his mouth, he suddenly froze for a moment.
Wait a minute......
Hong Hai'er thought of something, glanced at Guanyin, rolled his eyes, and suddenly changed his words: "Cough...you want me to stay in your South Sea, it's not impossible, but, you have to Promise me three conditions!"
"Oh? What conditions?" Guanyin asked curiously.
"First, don't take my mobile phone away, don't restrict my freedom, as long as I don't leave South Sea, I can go wherever I want..."
Hong Hai'er shook his head and said, after finishing speaking, he sneaked a look at Guanyin's expression, only to find that the other party still had that sad and joyless smile, neither nodding nor shaking his head, Song Shiwei didn't want him to continue talking.
Hong Hai'er felt bored, and continued: "Also, I want to eat meat, and you have to provide me with delicious food and drink every day, and you have to assign me a few men at my disposal!"
As he spoke, Hong Hai'er glanced at the disciples behind him.
"hiss..……"
There have been several gasps at the scene.
Muzha and many disciples stared at Hong Hai'er with unkind faces.
This Nima is really planning to be an uncle here! .