Chapter 155 Uncle Master, he seems drunk
"That..."
Wuxin bit his lip, not knowing what to say, "Master, Uncle Master, he..."
"Uncle, he seems drunk!" Wu Xin closed his eyes and said through gritted teeth.
“What?”
Chang Yuan was quietly twisting Buddha strings, but when he heard Wu Xin's words, he opened his eyes and looked at Wu Xin in shock.
"What did you just say?"
"Amitabha..."
Wuxin clasped his hands together, looked at the somewhat anxious master, and recited calmly Buddha's name, "Master, you have to calm down."
"Calm down!?"
Chang Yuan stood up from the futon with his hands on the ground, feeling a rare wave of emotions.
"Why are you still calm at a time like this? What's going on, tell me!"
Chang Kong would drink secretly. He knew that he had turned a blind eye in the past. Eyes.
Because Master once told him that Chang Kong was not an ordinary Buddhist practitioner.
He is cultivating Buddhism and also cultivating his mind.
This was what their master once said to him when he passed away, so Chang Kong drank and he followed him.
However, getting drunk is the first time in a thousand years!
How could he get drunk after drinking! ?
What the hell is going on?
Wuxin supported his master and walked towards the yard where his uncle was. When he heard the master's question, he shook his head in confusion.
How does he know what's going on! ?
Wuxin originally came to this temple to call for his uncle as usual today.
This is the daily task given to him by Master Chang Yuan.
He came to see his uncle happily, but he never thought...
As soon as he entered the gate of the courtyard, he saw his uncle lying down drunk, as if he was drunk. On the stone table in the temple.
There were several empty wine bottles on the table.
This was the first time he saw his uncle drinking in the temple.
In the past, when my uncle wanted to drink, he would go out of Xiangyun Temple and drink alone on the top of the mountain.
Wu thought to himself, and told Chang Yuan exactly what he saw and heard today. "Huh?"
As soon as he walked around a corner, Qin Ye saw two monks, an old man and a young man, walking hurriedly towards a place.
"Isn't this the abbot Chang Yuan from Xiangyun Temple?"
Qin Ye thought, squinting his eyes and raising his legs to follow.
……
“Hey, smelly monk!”
Seeing Wu Xin's nephew leaving in a panic, Qing Diao felt that something was going to happen.
So, it has been paying attention to the situation in the temple.
When it saw the little nephew coming with his master, it looked at Chang Kong who was lying motionless over there with a pair of bright black eyes.
“Stinky monk, wake up quickly.”
The green sculpture stood on the stone table and flapped its wings at Chang Kong, who had a reddish face. Your senior brother is here to arrest you, wake up!”
There was a bit of pain on his face, Chang Kong frowned, raised his hand and grabbed the wings of the green eagle.
"Hiss..." The green eagle cried out in pain, "It hurts, it hurts!"
"When...when..."
It painfully pulled its wings from Chang Kong broke free from his hand, and before the green eagle could fly away, he suddenly heard Chang Kong seeming to be murmuring something.
“What to eat?”
The green eagle couldn't help but spat, "It's true, when you get drunk, you start talking nonsense!"
As it said, it suddenly saw the one hanging in front of Chang Kong's door A sky lantern, a flash of inspiration.
"Stinky monk, if you don't wake up, I'm going to destroy your precious sky lantern, right?"
The green eagle said, flapping its wings and flying high, for fear of Chang Kong suddenly stood up, raised his hand, and plucked all of its feathers.
“It really works.”
Seeing Chang Kong raise his head, Qing Diao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
However, before it could finish breathing, it saw Chang Kong raising his hand to put away the sky lantern, and lying back on the stone table.
(End of this chapter)