Chapter 118 You Don't Look Like a Monk (Please Subscribe, More 1/5)

Chapter 118 You Don't Look Like a Monk (Please Subscribe, More 15)

In the backyard of Qian Mansion, two people are in the yard, one person and Cheng Huang are outside the yard.

Leaning against the courtyard wall, Jiang Lin was thinking about life, with a grass in the corner of his mouth, Cheng Huang didn't speak.

Finally, Cheng Huang, who was lying on the ground, couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted softly:

"Hey, beast."

Jiang Lin wiped his face deeply: "I, Snake, have been reduced to being scolded by a beast?"

"I'm not a beast! I'm a spirit beast!"

Jiang Linbai glanced at him, with both contempt and contempt in his tone: "So what, you won't let me ride."

Cheng Huang, named Youyou, was furious when he heard it: "We are not riding Huang Cheng for people to ride!"

"Tch, that's why I'm not allowed to ride."

"you"

Cheng Huang is lying on his stomach and baring his teeth. He looks super fierce, especially the sharp horns, which are really pretty, but no matter how good-looking they are, they are not as good-looking as the soft dragon horns on the top of his own Niannian's head.

Thinking of Nian Nian, Jiang Lin sighed again.

It's like going home~~~~ I don't know if there are any bastards in the school chasing my little Niannian, after all my little Niannian is so cute.

If there is no, then they are blind, if there is, they will miss Taozi, who dares to touch my little padded jacket!

Slightly putting away his thoughts, Jiang Lin glanced at Cheng Huang who was still growling at him from the corner of his eye.

"Stop yelling, you still won't let me ride."

"Human! I will fight with you!"

Cheng Huang rubbed his feet, pretending to rush forward,

"teacher"

"faint"

And just when Cheng Huang was about to beat Jiang Lin to death, Qian Xiaopang and Hu Shuang walked out together.

"snort!"

Chenghuang named Youyou snorted, turned into a little girl again, and walked to Hu Shuang's side.

Jiang Lin looked at Qian Xiaopang standing next to Hu Shuang with sadness written all over his face, and knew the result without even thinking about it.

"Miss Hu Shuang, Donglin City has been surrounded by a formation, if you try to force it out, it will only turn into a bloody mist. If you want to leave, please wait a few nights."

After Jiang Lin transmitted the sound to Hu Shuangxin Lake, Hu Shuang's eyes froze slightly, as if she was a little surprised, because she didn't notice any difference in Donglin City.

However, he didn't think about snatching the treasures on his body, and it seemed that he didn't have any extra thoughts other than wanting to ride Youyou.

So for Hu Shuang, it was temporarily trustworthy.

Jiang Lin looked at Hu Shuang and nodded to him, didn't say much, walked over and left slowly with his arms around Qian Xiaopang's shoulders.

"Hu Shuang, that little fat man is actually pretty good, don't you really think about it?"

Youyou looked at the downcast Qian Zhenduo in Jiang Lin's arms, and couldn't help but feel a little pity for him.

Although he is quite fat, and although he is a local rich man, he has a really good heart, much better than those who want to ride themselves all day long.

Hu Shuang didn't answer Cheng Huang Youyou's words, but slowly shook her head, looking at the fat figure that was slowly leaving, and then slowly looked away until it disappeared from her eyes.

Walking on the gravel road, Xiaopang remained silent all the time, hugging his apprentice's shoulders, Jiang Lin comforted him:

"Cry if you want to cry, men cry, cry, it's not a crime."

"Wow~~~~ Teacher~~~~"

All of a sudden, Qian Xiaopang hugged Jiang Lin and burst into tears, his voice was miserable and heartbroken, just like the figurines you bought by eating dirt were trampled on by a brat

"Okay, it's almost enough to cry"

"Teacher~~~~"

"Don't cry~~~"

"Teacher, I'm so sad~~~"

"Why are you crying? Men must be strong! What's the use of crying! Can you get a girl by crying?"

Jiang Lin slapped Xiaopang's head with his backhand.

Qian Xiaopang raised his head, with tears in his eyes. Although Qian Xiaopang wanted to complain, he felt that he would be slapped by the teacher again.

This made Qian Xiaopang cry, sobbing faintly.

Seeing Xiaopang's sad look, Jiang Lin patted Xiaopang on the shoulder, and sat down by the pool, Qian Xiaopang naturally sat beside Jiang Lin.

"Little Fatty, what did you say to Miss Hu Shuang just now?"

"I said I liked her."

"Then what?"

"She said she doesn't like me. She's a monk, but I'm just an ordinary person. The way is different." Qian Xiaopang wiped his nose and said in a low voice, "Teacher, you are also a monk, right? Actually, you already knew Hu Miss Shuang is also a monk, right?"

"Yeah." Jiang Lin nodded, and pulled a grass from the side to pick his teeth, "I am quite familiar with the magic circle she arranged in the yard. Our sect uses that magic circle to raise chickens and ducks."

""

The two fell into silence again. After a long time, Qian Xiaopang finally spoke slowly:

"Teacher, what is the Dao?"

"The Great Dao?" Jiang Lin thought for a while, frowned, and then gave a very sincere answer, "Ghost knows."

"Huh?" Qian Xiaopang was also taken aback, "But don't all the monks in the novels have their own Dao and Dao Xin?"

"Yes, yes." Jiang Lin spat out the grass roots into the pond, "But, as a teacher, I might be different."

Jiang Lin thought about it, and felt that he couldn't fool Xiaopang in this respect:

"Your teacher, my Dao is not very real. To be honest, as a teacher, I don't even know how I practice. If I have a Taoist heart, ordinary monks have beliefs or something, but for me as a teacher , it seems that there is no such thing, if you have to say it, it is a person."

"people?"

"Yeah." Jiang Lin nodded, "It's the people who the teacher cares about, and the teacher thinks that they are the way to be the teacher."

"Teacher, I don't think you look like a monk."

"Oh? Little fat, why do you say that?"

"Because Master is very human." Xiaopang still had a bitter face, "Our Qian Manor has received many monks before, and they all have a sense of superiority, and we always feel a kind of indifference, as if A natural sense of superiority, but you don't have it, teacher, and my disciples think you are like an ordinary person."

"Hehehe, thank you so much."

Qian Xiaopang lowered his head and didn't know what to think: "Teacher, is Dao really ruthless?"

Jiang Lin thought for a while: "Who knows, anyway, if I'm really ruthless, then I don't want to."

Qian Xiaopang didn't ask any more questions, and didn't cry, he just looked at the quiet lake and the carp of various colors coming and going.

Jiang Lin didn't bother Xiaopang, but lay by the pool, basking in the sun, like a salted fish

After a long time, when the sun sets to the west, the red color gradually dyes the sky red

"teacher"

"Um?"

"I want to practice!"

"Um."

I don't know how many years later.

There is a painter.

You can become a dragon by swiping ink, and you can break the sea by writing a pen.

that is……

a bit fat