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He quickly took back the braised pork rice and apologized:
"I'm sorry, young master."
"I forgot, Buddhist precepts forbid eating meat."
"It's all my fault for being too greedy. I should have prepared vegetarian food!"
"You drink the juice first, I'll go make the vegetarian dish again."
Wang Xian'er blushed slightly, feeling ashamed.
How dare he, a Buddhist believer, feed meat to his junior monk!
That's so disrespectful to the junior master!
She felt extremely embarrassed, her bare feet on the floor, her toes involuntarily gripping the ground.
"Sister Xian'er, no need, I'll eat this."
Long Yan stopped Wang Xian'er and snatched the braised pork rice from her hand.
This braised pork rice smells so good, it would be a shame to waste it!
Moreover, Long Yan had no intention of eating vegetarian food.
I'm so tired of eating vegetarian food every day at Wulong Temple.
"But, little master, that's meat!"
Wang Xian'er was a little surprised. Aren't monks not allowed to eat meat?
"Sister Xian'er, you're too attached to appearances."
Long Yan and Wang Xian'er discussed Buddhism, and he said:
"Although the precepts forbid eating meat, they also oppose wasting food. Throwing away this bowl of braised pork rice would be the greatest sin."
"Buddhist scriptures have never said that one cannot eat meat."
“We eat whatever the believers offer us, so how can we be picky?”
Long Yan's words were all true.
It is also a legitimate Buddhist scripture.
“Little Master, what you said makes sense.”
Wang Xian'er nodded. Although she was a Buddhist, she hadn't read many Buddhist scriptures, so Long Yan's words gave her a sudden realization.
"Little master, let's have braised pork rice today, and I'll make you a vegetarian meal tomorrow."
"No no no!"
Long Yan quickly denied it, not expecting Wang Xian'er to be so devout; he didn't want to eat vegetarian food every day.
"Sister Xian'er, there's no need to make vegetarian food on purpose."
"Eating vegetarian food won't make you a Buddha, and eating meat won't send you to hell."
"Both are food, so why distinguish between them? Eat whatever tastes good and don't be attached to it."
Wang Xian'er seemed to understand but not quite, feeling that what Long Yan was saying was a bit convoluted.
But it's impressive even though I don't understand it!
"Little Master, I think I understand now."
"Being vegetarian won't make you a Buddha, but eating meat doesn't necessarily mean you're not a high-ranking monk!"
"Just like the monk Ji Gong, drinking alcohol and eating meat doesn't hinder his spiritual practice."
Wang Xian'er suddenly realized.
Long Yan ate meat yesterday!
Cola chicken wings! And Long Yan made them himself!
understood!
The young monk must also be a highly respected monk!
At this moment,
Long Yan had already scooped up a spoonful of braised meat and put it directly into his mouth.
Fragrant!
The taste is very home-style.
But this is food made by the famous star 543 Wang Xian'er, so it must taste quite special.
"Is it delicious?" Wang Xian'er asked, a little nervously.
She wasn't very confident in her cooking skills.
"It's delicious."
Long Yan nodded.
Just as Wang Xian'er was feeling a little smug,
Long Yan picked out a long, thin, black hair from the braised meat.
The smell of this hair is even more fragrant than the aroma of braised meat.
It's obvious that this is Wang Xian'er's hair.
"Young master, I'm sorry, it must have accidentally gotten in while cooking."
Wang Xian'er held her forehead with both hands, unable to accept her small mistake.
The exquisite braised pork rice was marred by a hair.
However, she took a shower before cooking, so her hair definitely wasn't dirty.
Long Yan didn't mind and comforted Wang Xian'er, saying:
"The most authentic home-cooked dishes are those with hair in them."
"Little Master, did you ever find hair in your food when you ate at home before?" Wang Xian'er asked, curious about Long Yan's past.
"Yes, we used to be able to eat it occasionally."
Long Yan nodded; it's perfectly normal to find hair in home-cooked dishes.
"Little monk, when did you become a monk?" Wang Xian'er's gaze deepened.
"I have no home, no parents. I grew up in Wulong Academy," Long Yan said truthfully. This was his identity in this world.
"But... you monks from Wulong Temple, why would you find hair in your food?"
Wang Xian'er blinked her big eyes, looking at Long Yan with a puzzled expression.
A thought-provoking question!
This question really stumped Long Yan.
If I don't answer this well, wouldn't I be exposing my biggest secret?
“My eldest brother, Uncle Da, has hair. You’ve met him, Sister Xian’er.”
Long Yan used Uncle Da as an excuse, since Uncle Da had hair.
"So that's how it is." Wang Xian'er was fooled.
She didn't ask any further questions, but changed the subject:
"Little Master, let's go see a movie."
She turned on the TV and VCD player, and randomly selected a movie disc to put in.
Four words appeared on the television screen:
Mr. Zombie!
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Mr. Zombie
As the opening music began...
The opening scene of the movie appeared on the color television screen.
Then comes information such as producer, supervisor, planner, director, etc.
The movie officially begins, and the first scene shows several coffins.
It was filled with a gloomy atmosphere.
Wang Xian'er was a little flustered!
The braised pork rice in my hand doesn't taste good anymore!
She just randomly picked a DVD she hadn't seen before, and it turned out to be a terrifying zombie movie!
Wang Xian'er was somewhat scared.
She has psychological trauma from encountering zombies on set.
Watching zombie movies again will only make you more scared.
When it rains, it pours; what you fear most is what happens.
Wang Xian'er was a little conflicted. Should she change to a different disc?
But seeing Long Yan beside her, she became much bolder.
And it's broad daylight now, so it shouldn't be that scary, right?
not to mention,
Mr. Zombie is indeed a great movie!
The box office reached 20 million.