The Painting Facing the Scene: the Little Monk Fuyuan

"Participate in the Quick Novel Dream Cup Contest." [I am my brand, you are my reputation; Xiaojing's works must be high-quality products] "Don't miss it when you pass by. Take a look. The invincible and cute little monk is launched in a grand way. Take a look. Master, how come there are so many people coming and going and no one even takes a look? Let's just find a place to eat a piece of meat. If I don't eat meat, I will starve to death." "Amitabha." "Master, can that guy Xiao Jing know how to write a book? How can he let the two protagonists shout here? What has happened?" "Amitabha." "Master, do you only know how to recite Amitabha?" "Reciting Buddha's name is a very arduous task." "Okay then, I'll do the heavy work, and you'll be the one to shout. Amitabha, master, you're the one to shout." "Have a look, have a look, oh, have a look... Forget it, let's go back. Those who are blessed will have their blessings, and those who are blessed will have their blessings. Go back." "But master, don't we take two chicken legs back with us?" "Amitabha." "Okay, let's forget it. I have to take the pig's trotters back."