Chapter 253: Master Chunyi, your chest muscles are still so nice to touch

The bamboo shoots are ripe.

Gu Nan eats first.

After just one bite, Gu Nan choked up on the spot.

Dezhao had already smelled the aroma of fried bamboo shoots and hurried forward. "Donor, are you crying because of the delicious food?"

Gu Nan nodded repeatedly while holding the pot, "Yes, yes, it's so delicious that I want to die again."

Junyi: “…”

Junyi looked at her quietly.

His face was expressionless, as if he had known this would happen.

De Zhao was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to look at Chun Yi. He only looked at the slightly burnt bamboo shoots in the pot.

Spring bamboo shoots are delicious, but they require one more step to prepare than ordinary vegetables and they consume a lot of oil. Therefore, even though the mountains are full of bamboo shoots, this dish is rarely made in temples.

Yesterday’s bamboo shoots were hard for Gu Nan to swallow, not to mention them all. But today was different, as they were properly fried with sesame oil.

"Eat." Junyi said.

The young monks heard the news and lined up in front of the pot with their wooden bowls, like a group of non-picky piglets.

Gu Nan looked at their happy faces and suddenly felt sad. "How can Chunyi's skills be worthy of being the male lead?"

system:【……】

It's hard to say that Gu Nan's appetite has been spoiled by Lin Jingchun and Qi Yan. When he was studying and looking for a job, he could eat even more disgusting food without batting an eyelid. I've never seen him eat so much.

[But he has a good figure.] The system said: [He is a handsome man, as you wish.]

Gu Nan got angry when he thought about it, "How dare you say that? A handsome man is as inedible as rice. He's too hot to touch."

System: […Then are you still touching it?]

Gu Nan: “…”

It doesn't matter.

If it's hot, your hands will move on their own.

Because of the disappointing stir-fried bamboo shoots, Gu Nan didn't speak to Junyi for three days.

But she used these three days to make green hats for every monk and novices in the team.

Hui Wu smiled and praised her: "Donor, you are clever and wise."

De Zhao exclaimed in delight, "Donor, you are amazing! It's so soft and provides great shade. Thank you so much."

The other young monks also happily accepted the hats given by Gu Nan and exchanged their names and Buddhist names with her.

Every hat that Gu Nan weaves corresponds to the circumference of a person's head. Some are big, some are small, and most are custom-made. Needless to say, the little monks will know this by just trying on their fellow monks' hats.

The imagined evil ghost was not evil at all, but a dexterous and kind foodie. Most importantly, she was knowledgeable and humorous. Except for Chunyi, she could talk to anyone and make the other person happy. In addition, she was kind-hearted and grateful for the help she received, so the relationship between the little monks and Gu Nan made rapid progress.

They were only in their teens, at the age when they were lively and active. If Huiwu and Chunyi hadn't been in charge, they would have been able to stay up all night during the half-hour lunch break every day and sit together to listen to Gu Nan talk and brag.

Even Jiang Wanying was jealous and acted coquettishly to Gu Nan, "You gave all such good things to the monk and didn't leave any for me. My dear sister, you like the monk more than you like me."

Gu Nan listened to her words, which were like eating a plum, sour and sweet. He put his arm around her slender waist, which was less than a hand's length, and coaxed her softly, "That's not a good thing. Wait until the flowers bloom better, and I'll weave a unique wreath for you. No one else has it, but you have it."

Jiang Wanying's eyes suddenly turned red with laughter, "Really?"

Gu Nan nodded repeatedly.

Only then did Jiang Wanying suppress her envy.

Gu Nan gets along well with everyone except Junyi. Junyi is the only one in the whole team who is not cuckolded. Everyone knows that she and Junyi don't get along.

Chunyi did not comment on the behavior of his fellow disciples surrounding Gu Nan. The Dharma Ending Age has arrived, Buddhism has become secularized, and there are as many evil teachers as the sands of the Ganges. Not every Buddhist disciple can comprehend and enter the Tao. Ordinary people will be fine as long as they don't go astray.

Apart from paying attention to the words and actions of the two evil spirits on a daily basis to prevent them from confusing people, he almost always meditates and practices.

It was not until they reached the gate of Fajue Temple and Jiang Wanying was blocked outside by the temple's formation that he took off the basket and handed it to his junior brother, saying to Gu Nan, "Follow me into the temple."

Gu Nan raised his chin, "Why?"

Chunyi didn't care about Gu Nan's annoying look and just said, "Just follow me and I'll let her go."

"Okay." Gu Nan was surprisingly decisive. "But I have to add a condition, you know."

Jiang Wanying hugged Gu Nan's arm tightly, not knowing what they were talking about, but she didn't dare to ask.

She is a real evil spirit, and every Buddhist magic is her nemesis. If she were to force her way in today because of Chunyi's binding seal, she would probably be dead tonight.

Junyi: "Change it, and I will offer you the respect due to my teacher."

"You're just kidding me. You can't even cook, and you still have the nerve to talk about offering sacrifices." Gu Nancai didn't believe his lies. "I only have that one condition. It's up to you whether you agree or not."

Unable to reach an agreement, the two men stood in a stalemate in front of the mountain gate for a while, and Junyi turned around and wanted to leave.

Gu Nan's face turned cold. The male protagonist this time was really a bastard. He was not willing to give anything and just wanted to take advantage of her.

"If you enter that door today, forget about seeing me again. To hell with your training."

Junyi stopped and raised his hand slightly, and Gu Nan couldn't help but float towards him. Just like the previous few nights, he was easily pinched by a big hand on the shoulder.

It was clearly telling her that even if she left, there was a way to call her back.

After being manipulated so many times, Gu Nan was really angry. "Everyone knows how to use despicable means. If you dare to use force, I will strip you naked in front of everyone and let everyone see!"

Jiang Wanying, who had no idea what was being said, was stunned.

When did this silly and stupid peasant girl become so bold? She actually dared to strip a monk's clothes!

Chun Yi sternly rebuked: "This is a holy place for Buddhism, yet you are using foul language!"

"Damn your grandpa's legs." Having said that, Gu Nan didn't want to argue with him. His sharp claws suddenly appeared and scratched his shirt.

The already tattered clothes now had five more tears.

Junyi was also angry, and his anger was mixed with annoyance. This old ghost was so reckless and shameless, but he couldn't control her. If she continued like this, it might really defile this holy place.

He formed his five fingers into claws, grabbed Gu Nan's shoulders, left the mountain gate, and quickly went down the mountain.

Jiang Wanying quickly followed, and watched helplessly as the man and the ghost started fighting in mid-air, and the fight became more and more intense as they landed on the ground. Trees fell, grass debris flew, and wherever they hit, a bald spot was left.

Jiang Wanying hesitated whether to go forward to help, but suddenly heard Gu Nan laugh, "Master Chunyi, your chest muscles are still so nice to touch."

Jiang Wanying: “???”

Chest muscles?

She looked closely and saw that the clothes on Chunyi's left chest had been completely hollowed out. Willow-like strips of cloth were floating in the air, making that piece of scenery appear and disappear from time to time, in an awkward state of being neither covered nor not covered.

Jiang Wanying was stunned for a moment.

Should I say that Monk Junyi's chest muscles are indeed top-notch?

The stamens in the bud are round and crimson, just like the tempting rose jam on the hibiscus cake.

But, still???

When did Gu Nan touch it? !