When I went out the next day, my eyes were still a little red, and the others said nothing. The little monk glanced at me and said sarcastically: "No hope." What was coming was Sister Gan Yu's hand knife. I really had no hope of laughing...

Later, I asked the little monk's name "Nanmo", and I immediately said, "Vulgar!" Namo immediately jumped up: "What a thing! Do you think this name is vulgar? This name is vulgar? Let me tell you! The name was romantic and handsome before I became a monk..."

Later, when she asked Sister Jun, she told me: "Although Namo shaved, he did not sincerely convert to the Buddha, and he was like a wild child all day long. However, what is worthy of praise is that his medical skills are very good and he learned from the "ghost doctor". However, it is said that the ghost doctor is willing to teach him, on the one hand, because he does have such talent, and on the other hand, it is because he has the same stinky taste, one is more wild than the other. In short, don't be ruined by him in the jade."

I was a little quiet, and Sister Ranjun's last advice was right, because in just two months, I followed Namo to make a fuss about the crickets and bird nests all over the temple.

"This won't work! Yuli!" Finally one day, Brother Shu, Sister Gan Yu, and Sister Jun condemned Nan Wu's recent behavior, of course, only targeted me, because they did not think they could control Nan Wu.

So, I was ordered to read books in the room, good poems, songs, musicals, and basic formations must be learned, and magical things like magic must be achieved. Anyway, I have to read all kinds of life-saving and leisurely books. Some books also record some legendary beasts and rare beasts. I mean, I can't beat them when I encounter these, and Brother Shu's answer was: "You don't need to beat them, but you have to know who you have died, so you can save yourself from going to hell and still complain to the King of Hell."

I woke up all day long, even when I was asleep, my mind was filled with formations, spells, and so on. This situation lasted for two years - basically all the books in my brother Shu's hand. I became quiet again, and occasionally when I was free, I also played some pleasant songs to play time.

Brother Shu expressed deep gratitude for this, so he allowed me not to read these books and could go out to play at will. However, after two years of influence, out of habit, I was just staying quietly in the yard. Suddenly, Namo excitedly pulled me out to play. After two months, I became a wild monkey again. The three of them endured it and finally got angry, and then took me to the Sutra Pavilion in the temple, pointing to the scriptures inside, and said, "Let's read these too."

"Why? Is it useful to read these books?" I muttered. Sister Jun smiled gently: "Enjoy your emotions and cultivate your nature."

No one has entered it for a long time. The surface of the book is covered with layers of gray, which is particularly choking. I cleaned it up a little and found a painting. There are many people on the painting, all of which are dead, with blood red on the eyes, but the white in the center of the painting is particularly conspicuous.

I couldn't see his face clearly, and wiped the layer of dust with my hands, but I still didn't know it. I stared at the painting, feeling a little uncomfortable, and turned to ask Sister Jun: "Who is this?" Sister Jun was stunned, looking at the painting with a complicated face, and sighed: "You made me forget it, but these are still here." Then I explained to me, "This is my brother." After that, I waved my hand to tell me not to ask more questions, and then waved a fire to burn the painting.

"You just read the book here." So he turned around and left.

In short, I spent three years in this temple. The farthest place I went to in the three years was forests and mountains not far from this temple. I finally asked, "I want to go out and play, okay?" Namo heard my decision and immediately supported me. Sister Gan Yu ignored him and brewed a cup of tea on his own and asked, "Do you really want to go?"

So I looked at her with sincere eyes. She didn't look at me, but waved her hand for a while, looking like she couldn't stand me. As soon as I got the order, I immediately took a bag from the room and turned around and left. Namo and the others couldn't control it, so they carried the bag early in the morning and waited for me at the gate of the temple. Seeing me coming out, they hurriedly pulled me away.

Before leaving, Sister Gan Yu instructed: "Don't cause trouble when you go out. If you cause trouble, don't come back."

I know very well that what Sister Gan Yu said is not a joke, so I didn’t dare to cause trouble. However, when I go out, money is not omnipotent, but without money is absolutely impossible. So we decided to steal wine.

In fact, the wine in the temple is absolutely extraordinary, with a large quantity. Namo drinks, whether it is a good wine that has been treasured for many years or a mortal wine that can be bought for a few cents on the street, they are all tilted down and not shown at all. If Brother Shu is next to him, he will definitely look at him coldly and sigh, "This wine must be sad." What surprised me was: The monk can drink wine.

After all, I was stealing wine, so I looked around, and when Nan Wu saw me like this, he started to laugh at him: "I have done this many times, but nothing happened! Why do you feel cowardly when you put it here!"

"Aren't you a monk?" My tone was a little cold: "Besides, is it a glorious thing to steal wine?" Namo saw that my tone was wrong and began to laugh: "Then aren't you the same as me?"

I couldn't listen to his tone, but I didn't want to argue with him. I just lost the sentence: "I've been educated since I was a child." Then I took out a few cents from my clothes and put them next to an empty jar. I looked at Namo, and then went back along the way in. He knew that I was gentle but stubborn. Although I had been playing with him for years, I couldn't even see any sadness, but in this regard, I probably remembered the reason why his parents taught him, and they started to argue like this.

So Namo immediately gave up the argument with me, and threw down a few cents casually. When he left, he complained: "Since you have this condition, why not go to the main entrance?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!