Looking at Lishan's old mother, she looked hungry.
Lin Xian smiled secretly in his heart.
But on the surface, he was still confused and asked: "If this is the case, the donor has neither food nor clothing to worry about, why is he still sighing?"
Isn’t this asking knowingly?
As the saying goes, when you are full, you will think about lust. Although your stomach will not be hungry, your heart will be empty.
Lishan's mother sighed and said, "You don't know. I only have women in my family. There is no man. I don't even have anyone to rely on. I don't know who will inherit this huge family business in the future."
Lin Xian smiled secretly in his heart.
This old lady from Lishan is really good at acting.
Why don't you just say that you don't have a man to comfort you, and you don't even have a sense of security?
While chatting, Guanyin. Manjusri and Samantabhadra came out again.
They held dishes in their hands and placed them on the table one by one.
Mother Lishan hurriedly called to everyone: "We are in a hurry this time. We will prepare a few vegetarian dishes for everyone to enjoy. Please be seated as soon as possible."
Everyone looked at the table full of vegetarian dishes and soup, and then looked at Lin Xian.
Lin Xian nodded slightly.
Then everyone walked over and sat down.
Lin Xian also walked over and looked at the clear soup on the table without saying anything.
Only Jin Chanzi picked up the chopsticks and took a bite first, then frowned slightly, showing a look of disgust.
Although the dishes on this table are sumptuous, they are nothing more than mediocre meals.
Jin Chanzi put down her chopsticks and said with a displeased look on her face: "What kind of dish is this? It doesn't even have any oil or water. It also has this tea. Can't it be replaced with wine?"
The expressions of the others were not much better. They only took one bite and put their chopsticks on the table.
Lishan Mother, Guanyin and others suddenly looked confused when they heard this.
This Jin Chanzi is too disrespectful.
This is not your home. We are very polite to entertain you, but you are still picky.
Let’s talk about a monk, what oil, water and wine do you need for your meal?
Are all the ascetics these days so arrogant?
"It seems that the food is not to the taste of the holy monk. That's right. The family of a commoner woman is accustomed to eating fast and chanting Buddha's name. They are used to being pure and reticent. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality this time."
Mother Lishan tried to ease the awkward atmosphere.
Jin Chanzi shook his head, "Amitabha, that's what the poor monk means. Your family seems to be well-off, but you don't even have food and wine. You must know that the poor monk is happy with all kinds of things."
Hearing this, Old Mother Lishan and the three Bodhisattvas almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
You are such a fucking monk, what kind of wine do you drink and what kind of meat do you eat?
Mother Lishan then asked in surprise: "Isn't the holy monk a monk? Why don't you avoid meat and vegetables?"
Jin Chanzi rolled his eyes.
"Dear donors, your situation is small. We have traveled all the way across mountains and rivers. If we don't have food and wine to replenish our strength, how can we reach the Western Heaven and obtain the true scriptures?"
Another speechless sentence.
Mother Lishan and the three Bodhisattvas blinked, not knowing what to say.
Guanyin: Damn it, what Jin Chanzi said seems to make sense.
"It's okay. If you're not used to it, you can just borrow the cookstove at the donor's house and make it again yourself."
At this time Lin Xian spoke.
Mother Lishan looked at Lin Xian.
Now the leader of the westbound team is Marshal Tianpeng.
Unexpectedly, Marshal Tianpeng would allow his subordinates to break the rules.
When Sun Wukong, Jin Chanzi and others heard this, they immediately became energetic. They immediately took out the meat, food and wine from the luggage carriage and ran into the kitchen next to it.
Soon.
All the simple meals on the table were removed and replaced with various meats and fine wines, such as braised lamb chops, braised pig's feet, steaks, haggis... everything.
This scene of coquettish operation made Lishan Mother and Manjusri's jaws drop in shock.
Especially Manjusri.
I have never met a Buddhist Buddhist before, I only heard about it from Samantabhadra.
At this moment, I saw with my own eyes that Jin Chanzi, who had been reincarnated for ten lives, was holding a piece of pig's foot and chewing it with relish, and a big "fuck" suddenly appeared on his face.
Manjusri was inexplicably shocked.
How dare this Buddha's second disciple do this?
Mother Lishan was also confused for a while.
After a long while, Old Mother Lishan secretly sent a message to Guanyin and the other three, and said with a slightly mocking tone: "Look, this is the Buddhist scripture collector arranged by your Buddhist sect. They are not taboos, and they ignore your Buddhist precepts. It's really too much." It’s ironic.”
Mother Lishan didn't care about the table full of wine and meat. After all, she was not a Buddhist.
But for the three Guanyin people, even a slight sniff is a big sin.
Of course, Pu Xian had already violated the precept, but his expression at this moment was full of envy.
With wine and meat, this is the life of a fairy.
Guanyin and Manjusri's faces became increasingly ugly. They also smelled the aroma of wine and meat, and tears of dissatisfaction lingered between their lips and teeth, but they did not dare to take that step.
"Dear donors, why don't you also come and have a taste?" Lin Xian looked specifically at Guanyin and Samantabhadra.
Guanyin and Puxian smiled awkwardly.
Lishan's mother quickly excused herself: "No need, the holy monk should enjoy it by himself. We eat fast and chant Buddha's name all year round, so we must not break the precepts."
Guanyin looked at Old Mother Lishan and asked through a message: "Holy Mother, what should we do next?"
Mother Lishan snorted softly, "What else can we do? If you still want the disaster to continue, don't worry about this and continue to act according to the original plan."
For now, that's all it can do.
After all, if his true form is revealed, then the disaster will be in vain again.
The three Bodhisattvas nodded secretly.
A gust of wind swept through the clouds, and everyone was full of wine and food.
Mother Lishan simply said directly: "Dear holy monks, a common woman suddenly made a bold request. I don't know whether to make it or not."
The main plot is here.
Lin Xian smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation.
"Donor, please speak."
Lishan's mother thought for a while, and then said: "Seeing that you are a mixed group of people, and you are tired of traveling and traveling all the way, I have too many worries. It just so happens that there is no one to inherit my family business. I wonder if any of you are willing to return to secular life?"
"If there is anyone who is willing to return to secular life, he can stay and marry my three daughters so that he can inherit this huge family fortune in the future."
"Don't worry, I won't delay your study of the scriptures. Only three of you will be left behind, and the others will go to the West without delay. How about that?"
After saying that, Old Mother Lishan showed a hopeful look on her face.
The three Bodhisattvas even pretended to blush with embarrassment, half-hiding their faces with handkerchiefs in their hands.
vomit……
How disgusting.
Everyone looked at it and vomited in their hearts.
Guanyin, Manjusri and Samantabhadra are all men's souls. At this moment, they are behaving in a coquettish manner. Even Lin Xian can't stand it anymore and really wants to punch them.
"Okay." Lin Xian said.
Ga?
You agreed so simply, will you die if you hold back for a moment?
Mother Lishan and the three Bodhisattvas were stunned.
Lin Xian smiled faintly, and without giving them any chance to react, he looked directly at Old Mother Lishan and said, "My mother-in-law, look at all the disciples under my command, and pick out three of them who can catch your eye. "
Damn it.
Mother Lishan fell into confusion again.
Even if you are acting, you should act more realistically and refuse at least once.
I asked you to marry my three daughters, but you are not polite at all.
Lin Xian: Reserved? Sorry, only children can be reserved. Who of us men understand this?
