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No matter how Qiu Ming asked along the way, Jie Chi firmly said that he did not know much martial arts and had no internal skills. Looking at Jie Chi's clear eyes, it didn't seem like he was lying.

When he arrived at the edge of the pool, Qiu Ming placed two buckets of water on the ground and asked deliberately: "Jie Chi, how do you fetch water normally?"

Jie Chi looked at Qiu Ming like an idiot, easily filling the pool with a bucket with one hand, then put it on the shore and put the shoulder pole on his shoulder. He carried it up without holding it with his hands.

Qiu Ming widened his eyes, so relaxed? This little body really has such great strength? This is unscientific!

Well, it is unscientific for him to come here. Maybe there is really something magical about this world.

Let Jie Chi put it down quickly. He helped pick up a bundle of dead branches and tied them with a straw rope. Jie Chi easily carried it on his back: "Jiu sex, let's go."

"That senior brother, just call me junior brother." Compared to junior brother, Qiu Ming hates the name of quitting sex more.

Jiechi looked at Qiu Ming very seriously: "You are right. You are older than me. It is not good for me to call you junior brother. Others will look down on you. Therefore, we call you the right person by the Dharma. Jiao sex, leave quickly, and have to do morning classes."

After walking with his head down for less than ten minutes, Qiu Ming became tired. His health was definitely good among his peers, but today he found sadly that he was not as good as this quit who looked like a primary school student.

"Stay for a while, I'm tired." Qiu Ming put down his shoulder pole and sat on the stone steps. "Jie Chi, aren't you tired at all?"

"I recite scriptures silently in my heart, take care of myself, and not be moved by all things in the world, and I will naturally be free and unhindered."

Qiu Mingka, Kaba, Kaba, eyes, what is this tm talking about?

By chanting Buddhist scriptures, you can become a superman? The newspapers are burning on the grave, and you are fooling around!

Qiu Ming originally wanted to try it, but sadly discovered that he could not have any scriptures. "Boruo Jackfruit, Malimali coaxed" is just two sentences he knew, but they had no effect at all.

"Avoid sex, if you are tired, give me the bucket."

"No, no, I said in front of the Bodhisattva that if you have to pick a jar of water every day, you must do it!" Qiu Ming looked like he was sticking to his promise, but in fact he was just to complete the task.

This world is very wonderful, he wanted to see what rewards he could give after completing the task.

"If you can do this, the Bodhisattva will definitely see it."

Qiu Ming curled his lips, is there really a Bodhisattva? Even if there is, will he pay attention to the trivial matters of picking a jar of water every day?

When they returned to the temple, it was already bright. Qiu Ming looked at the location of the sun and it should be seven or eight o'clock. It took him almost five hours to pick up two trips of water. Will he only have to carry water every day?

Pour two buckets of water into the tank, which was just full. Qiu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, then lifted the lid of the pot... There was nothing inside.

"Jie Chi, should I make breakfast?" Qiu Ming was hungry and he regretted it. He should have eaten all the food he gave him yesterday. In the future, he will definitely cherish every opportunity to have enough food!

"Do your morning class first and then eat."

Qiu Ming asked tentatively: "How many meals are there in our temple a day?"

"It's normal for two meals a day, it won't be a shortage."

Two meals a day are normal standards?! Qiu Ming found that he was becoming increasingly determined to return to the real world.

Qiu Ming poured two scoops of cold water to fill his stomach, regardless of whether it was hygienic or not. He drank this way, and it looked very healthy. Besides, the spring water should be fine. The important thing is that there is no boiling water in the temple.

Back at the hall, Qiu Ming's eyes were filled with green light, and there was a little heart and fruit on the Bodhisattva's altar!

While Jie Chi was not in, Qiu Ming quickly grabbed a piece of snack and stuffed it into his mouth. He was afraid that Jie Chi would see it, so he chewed it for a few seconds and then swallowed it. He rolled his eyes so much that he choked.

"Avoid sex, this scripture is for you. If you read it aloud, the Bodhisattva will bless you."

Qiu Ming took the Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita helplessly. He just wanted to know when he could eat. A piece of snack was not enough to fill his stomach.

When he wanted to ask, he found that Jie Chi was already knocking on Mu Yu, chanting the sutra in a low voice.

Huh? This scripture sounds a bit strange. Qiu Ming felt tired and hungry just now, but suddenly he realized that it was much better.

This scripture is so magical?

Qiu Ming began to read while stuttering. At some point, he saw Jie Chi standing in front of him.

"Stop sex, it's time to have a meal."

Qiu Ming was a little confused and looked at the sun outside the hall. It was already past nine o'clock. He had been chanting scriptures for more than an hour, but he didn't feel bored yet?

And it seemed that the fatigue on his body had disappeared. He stood up and moved his hands and feet without any soreness. Is this scripture really so magical?

This seems a little different from the world of "Three Monks" in his memory?

Boiled green vegetables and white flour steamed buns, Qiu Ming was so hungry that he ate very delicious. The taste of this dish is not even comparable to that of the university cafeteria!

"Jie Chi, is there no oil in the temple? Why don't you eat stir-frying?" Qiu Ming asked while picking his teeth with a willow stick. When he was in the village, he clearly saw that Jiao Niang and her family had stir-frying.

“I can’t cook.”

Damn, can you feel a little embarrassed when you say you don’t know? Why are you still confident? Can you be proud?

"I can do it, I will cook the evening meal. Uh, you can steam the steamed buns." Qiu Ming will do it, but he doesn't understand the steamed buns at all.

After dinner, Qiu Ming continued to chant scriptures. He also wanted to see if this scripture was really so magical, so he continued to chant for a while before going to the room to take a nap.

When he woke up, Qiu Ming continued to recite scriptures. He realized that he really felt comfortable after reciting scriptures. He wanted to memorize the scriptures so that when he was carrying water tomorrow, he could recite scriptures while walking. Perhaps in a few days he would become as powerful as abstinence.

At that time, you can try to complete the side mission and beat the three monks. Now, Qiu Ming suspects that he can't withstand the punch of the young monk Jie Chi.

Standing in the kitchen, Qiu Ming discovered another big problem: he would not make fire. There is firewood and fire notes, but fire notes cannot be used to light firewood directly.

Jie Chi looked at Qiu Ming with the same eyes as if he was mentally retarded, and then grabbed a handful of hay from the woodshed.

Qiu Ming felt that he had never been despised by elementary school students in his life today.

Qiu Ming decided to make a vegetarian fried shredded radish and a garlic cabbage. Although he is not a chef, he can at least cook, which is definitely much better than the ones that Ji Chi, who only knows how to cook.

"I'm sure, add oil first, wait until the oil is hot and smokes, pour the shredded radish into it and stir-fry..."

While doing it, Qiu Ming taught Jiechao standing next to him, so that he would still come to cook in the future. He was so smart!
Chapter completed!