The Boss Behind The Game

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Splendid Mountain of Dragon Kingdom.

After the heavy rain, the road between the mountains was covered with mist, the wet side of the stairs uphill, and the leaves of lush and green were still ticking with rain and dew, a vibrant scene.

In the golden bell temple on the mountain, a handsome-looking man dressed in a monk’s costume was sitting cross-legged on the futon, his hands folded, and he listened carefully to the instructions of the old monk who was wearing a cassock beside him.

“Yuanfang, this cultivation is ascetic. I will not give you any entanglement during the downhill cultivation. The sufferings I experienced during this period are all the grinding of your Buddha’s heart. I hope you can realize the Dharma Avenue from it!”

“Master, what should I do for dinner?” Yuan Fang raised his head in a confused look.

“I will give you an alms bowl, and I will go to the alms by then!”

“What if other people don’t give food?” Yuan Fang continued to ask.

“Then change the donor!” Said the old monk calmly.

“Then don’t you give me another one?”

At this moment, the old monk’s forehead had raised blue tendons:

“Diligent practice is to make you face hunger, coldness, and exhaustion. If you don’t have food, you have to be patient!”

“Then Master, can I go to work when I am hungry?” Yuan Fang continued to ask.

“Working … part-time job?” At this moment, the old monk felt his blood pressure rise again, and he quickly read “Amitabha” to calm his emotions.

“Not allowed!”

“Master, can I not go to practice hard?” Yuan Fang said pitifully.

“You are an adult, and ascetic practice is the tempering of your state of mind. How can you say no if you don’t want to? If you go back to the temple in advance, or let me know that you don’t abide by the rules of ascetic practice and break the ring without permission, I will drive you out The old monk frowned.

“Okay, then, Master, when will I start to eat, I will eat more to avoid starving!”

Old monk: “…”

After receiving such a recipe, the old monk felt extremely tired, and besides being able to eat and fight, it was almost nothing.

……

In the afternoon, the Yuanfang who wanted to live or die in the temple was finally driven out of the mountain gate and began a year of “deep cultivation”.

At this moment, Yuan Fang held the alms bowl, dressed in ascetic clothes, and went downhill with his head upset.

He is very familiar with this mountain road. He often goes up and down the mountain with senior and junior brothers to buy the materials needed in the temple. Usually, except for individual festivals, there are basically no tourists.

The winding road down the mountain took one hour to reach the foot of the mountain.

There is a small town not far from the foot of the mountain. Although this small town is remote, the construction is very modern and the infrastructure is also perfect. A road extends from the town to the foot of the mountain.

Looking around for 2 times, Yuanfang touched the fleshy head, not knowing where to go.

In the end, he decided to go to the town, because there were so many people there, he should be able to eat.

After a few hours of walking, after walking for so long, Yuanfang felt stomach rumbling with hunger, and some missed the food in the temple.

However, thinking of the Master’s harsh eyes before leaving, it is convenient to dispel the idea of ​​going back.

Although there are also round-trip vehicles on this road, Yuanfang dare not take the ride. After all, the Master has told him to only walk on the way.

Looking at the “bowl” in his hand, Yuan Fang rubbed his stomach and stepped into the town street.

His appearance suddenly attracted many people’s attention, because his dress was too conspicuous, which was incompatible with modern dress.

Walking in the street, the fragrance from the shops on the two sides made Yuanfang hungry again …

After thinking about it, he stepped into a restaurant.

Stepping forward to the cash register, Yuan Fang placed the “bowl” in his hand on the stage, looking at Boss opened the mouth and said:

“Boss, alms!”

Boss was suddenly awakened, opened his eyes, and suddenly found a circle standing in front of him.

“Boss, Apocalypse!” Yuan Fang continued to open the mouth and said.

“Are you a true monk?” Boss stunned.

“Yes, the little monk’s law is round square.” The round square is immediately nodded.

“Your monk’s apostasy is so straightforward now?” Looking at the indifferent square of expression, Boss looked a little dull.

“Boss, I want to eat this … this, and this!” Yuan Fang didn’t seem to hear Boss’s words, and pointed his finger at the menu on the wall.

Boss: “…”

“Brother, I’m a small business here, you can change one.” At this moment, Boss decided to chase away customers.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Fang frowned:

“Boss, I can actually save a few dishes.”

At this moment, Boss’s forehead was beating with blue muscles. His meaning had been expressed so clearly, why this monk can still be so cheeky.

“Little Monk, I am really a small business here, you should change one.” Boss said euphemistically.

This time Yuan Fang said nothing more. He picked up the “bowl” placed on the counter and turned his head out of the hotel. Seemingly thinking of something, he suddenly turned around, facing the restaurant Boss opened the mouth and said:

“Buddha bless you!”

Then he turned away without looking back.

At this moment, Boss had a feeling of being scolded, but he had no evidence.

After leaving this restaurant, Yuanfang continued to change a restaurant and began a new apotheosis.

Regarding the point of apocalypse, Yuanfang has always been an attitude.

Boss, alms!

Straightforward, not overly humble.

So, his apostasy was no exception, and all failed, and no restaurant was willing to give him food.

This made Yuan Fang very distressed, and as the sky gradually darkened, he was still hungry, not to mention the place to spend the night.

At that moment, Yuanfang’s eyes lit up, and he suddenly found a unkempt man sitting in the corner not far away. At the moment, he was eating a pie, one in his left hand, one in his right hand, and he was eating elated.

After thinking for a while, Yuan Fang quickly stepped forward and walked to the hooded man:

“The donor, the alms!”

The man who was eating the cake suddenly widened his eyes and seemed to choke. He couldn’t help but start coughing, and then quickly picked up the water bottle placed on the ground and started pouring into his mouth.

After slowing down, the man stared at Yuanfang with his eyes open:

“Are you alms to me?”

Yuanfang was immediately nodded: “Yes.”

“Do you know what I did and so on? I am beggar, don’t your conscience hurt?” Beggar opened the mouth and said in disbelief.

“What happened to beggar, Master said, All Living Things Equality, etc., so everyone is equal.” Yuanfang said in deadly earnest.

Beggar was speechless at this moment, and felt that the monk really made sense.

But let him hand over the cake, which is absolutely impossible, so he quickly said:

“You are a monk, kindhearted, this is my supper, if you are divided, I will be hungry tomorrow, you certainly can’t bear to see you!”

“Buddha used to cut meat to feed eagles and feed tigers all over the body. The donor is just a piece of cake. It doesn’t matter. If the donor is hungry tomorrow, it will sharpen your mind and help your future! “

At this moment, Beggar really remembered the bald man who was hammering round the square, and by the way, he shouted “grind your uncle”!

“Rolling and rolling, I’m welcome with you, you’re really pushing your nose to the face, right? Don’t disturb me to eat the cake, go!” At this moment, beggar changed his face instantly and scolded.

Hearing this, Yuanyuan’s face remained unchanged, and he said, “Buddha Lord bless you,” and turned away.

“Bald donkey, I wish you sons and sons!” Thought that Fangfang was cursing himself, beggar looked at Yuanfang’s back and scolded.

At this time, Yuan Fang suddenly turned around, staring at Beggar with a solemn face, startled him, thinking that Yuan Fang was about to shoot.

“The donor, the monk is a monk, this statement is very reasonable!” After Yuanyuan said calmly turned around, the expression was still very indifferent.

But beggar was stupid, and at this moment he suddenly felt that this monk’s words seemed very reasonable.

After thinking for a while, beggar moved towards the distant circle again and shouted, “Wish your children and grandchildren!”

But after saying this, beggar was still in place, and he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He glanced at the cake in his hand, and he suddenly felt like he had lost his appetite.

……

At this time, the sky was dark, and the circle that failed to apologize again came to a stone bridge, looking up at the stars, and couldn’t help being sighed:

“Hungry!”

Is this what Master is saying about suffering? But it’s really bitter, Master, I can’t bear it!

From the perspective of Yuanfang at this time, there is an equal sign between the so-called “bitter” and “hungry”.

At this time, a loud noise suddenly came from a distance, and then a man appeared in Yuanfang’s sight, and behind them, followed by a large group of people.

“Don’t run, dare to steal my stuff, and dare to seduce my younger sister!” A man headed at the back roared, pointing at the man running in front.

“I haven’t slept!” The man called back quickly.

“You are courting death!” The beard man headed at the rear was even more angry at this moment.

Seeing that, the soul flew away and scattered, the soul flew away and scattered quickly, and quickly stepped up, then came to the front of Yuan Fang, he saw Yuan Fang blocked his way, immediately sideways, wanted to pass him However, Yuan Fang stopped him again and bumped into him.

Yuan Fang did not take a step back, but the man “pa ta” fell to the ground.

“Hey!”

The man quickly got up and stared at Yuanfang, but he didn’t shoot. He wanted to escape again, but was blocked by Yuanfang again.

“The donor, you have stolen someone else’s things, or return it, Master said, do something wrong, you have to change it!”

“Dead bald donkey, get off!” The man glared at Yuanfang and immediately lifted his hands towards Yuanfang’s chest.

This fist hit the square chest firmly, but the square still didn’t move, but the man exclaimed in pain and fell to the ground again.

At this time, a large group of people in the rear arrived and surrounded Yuanfang with the man.

“Monk, many thanks!” The headed man smiled and then stepped over to the fallen man, reaching for his hair:

“What about my glazed grass?”

“Boss … I … I’m selling soul coins!” The fallen man opened the mouth and said with a sad face.

“What about Soul Coins?”

“Buy … buy equipment.” The man looked desperate.

“Fuck, you know that I have cultivated this chrysanthemum beetle. I stole it, just courting death!” Said the man who moved his palm and moved towards his fan.

However, this slap was not photographed but was stopped by Yuan Fang.

“Monk, what are you doing?” Beard man frowned.

“The donor, beating people is wrong!”

“Monk, there is nothing to do with you here, go away, he stole my things, I naturally have to teach him!” The beard man said again and slapped again.

But this time was again stopped by Yuanfang.

beard The man felt dissatisfied in his heart and was about to speak, but when he saw Yuan Fang, he said indifferently:

“Don’t give it away, don’t kill it, otherwise it will be difficult to handle.”

At this moment, all around everyone showed a stunned expression, thinking that Yuanfang wanted to block, but didn’t expect to say this.

“But … yes!” Beard man could not help being nodded.