The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

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Fu Sheng a meal,

Then he continued to gnaw on the chicken bones as if nothing had happened.

Let the system sound beep,

She was indifferent.

[...Miss...Look at it] Shards...

"Shut up." Fu Sheng remained expressionless.

[…] Tuanzi covered his mouth all of a sudden and kept silent.

In the half month since I left the temple,

Fusheng didn't even mention the fragments in a sentence.

It's time to eat and drink, and it's so calm that it looks like it doesn't care at all.

only……

Looking at the ups and downs of approval, Tuanzi sighed silently, feeling a little worried.

...

...

in the temple,

There was an endless stream of people who came to attend the Fa conference.

Today is the Dharma meeting held by Master Kongjue as usual. People carry fragrant fruits and come here without hesitation.

only,

They waited for a long time, and there was no sign of this puja.

Randomly pulled a monk to ask carefully,

It turned out that Master Kongjue was ill, and today's conference was cancelled.

Many people were disappointed.

...

The temple in front is bustling and noisy, but the meditation room in the back is much quieter and more peaceful.

From time to time, monks walked by in the corridor, but they did not make a sound.

The heavy ringing of bells sounded melodiously in the distance, and the space was quiet and peaceful.

In the small courtyard on the east side,

The ground is empty, and occasionally a few fallen leaves lie there.

under the only tree,

The man in commoner clothes sat cross-legged on the futon, his figure was thin,

He closed his eyes, his brows were exquisite and indifferent, and there was still a faint blackness,

The delicately carved Bana flower on the forehead turned redder at some point, like bright red cinnabar, extremely gorgeous.

Wearing a blue monk's robe on him, inexplicably, he lost a bit of the peace and compassion in Buddhism,

He slowly weighed the colored beads, his brows were calm.

"Knock--"

There was a knock on the door outside the yard.

Dao Qing appeared from outside the door, poking around,

He held the food box nervously, his voice subconsciously softened,

"Master... Uncle Shi, I'm here to give you a meal."

"..." The man under the tree didn't move, he didn't even lift his eyelids,

The little monk Daoqing was already used to his indifferent appearance,

He walked in silently, put down the food box,

Then fly away.

Since the little fox left,

Uncle Master started to feel a little bit wrong,

Not only did he talk less, but his temper also changed a bit.

become...

Make him so scared.

Now Daoqing can't wait to hand over the task of delivering meals to others.

...

When walking out of the corridor,

Just happened to meet Abbot Bodhidharma,

Daoqing put his palms together immediately, saluted in a childish voice,

"Hello, grandpa abbot."

The abbot smiled kindly, patted him on the shoulder, and asked, "Did you just deliver food to Kong Jue?"

Daoqing: "...Yes."

"Uncle, he...is still the same."

Daoqing said with some embarrassment, "Grandpa Abbot, I... I'm a little scared."

"..." Bodhidharma pondered,

He touched his bald little head, and said with relief, "It's okay, don't be afraid, your uncle Kongjue is just not in a good mood recently, and you'll be fine in a while."

"...Really?" Dao Qing was a little disbelieving,

He saw it several times,

Uncle Kong Jue stared at the opposite wall in a daze,

Don't read the scriptures, don't meditate,

Even if you can't see anything,

Still staring at him, not even caring that he came.