The abbot was so angry that his hairs stood on end.

Stinky and shameless Taoist cultivator!

They beat them, but they still used this method to ask the Buddha for food and grass.

Listen, is this talking about human language?

But everywhere in the Metaverse, there has indeed been a disaster, and food and medicinal materials are urgently needed, and the Buddha Sect doesn't know it, but now he knows it but still pretends to be deaf and dumb, how can he talk about Pudu sentient beings?

Isn't that a hypocritical villain?

The abbot covered his chest, they were diligent and conscientious in growing food, and they had to resist natural disasters and the attacks of undersea monsters every year, how difficult it was to save some food.

This man is good! As soon as he opened his mouth, he asked them for half of the stockpile.

My heart hurts.

How could Tianle Yuanjun know how much food their sect had, and there should be no traitors!

The abbot narrowed his eyes.

Tu Shanling is so powerful, she has a family history and does business in the world.

Even if Qingqiu's business is on the mainland, she is staring at overseas with one eye open.

The monsters in the sea are huge wealth, the people of the Buddha sect don't eat meat, but the Taoist cultivators eat it, every time the Buddha beats the monster beast to death, it is time for the merchants to play, they drag the monster ashore, out of the territory of the overseas Buddhism, and then beat the monster to death, peel the skin and bones, and sell it.

And Tu Shanling stared at the demon beast, mainly staring at the demon pill, and some of the more precious pills needed to join the demon pill, because he had always been more concerned about overseas things.

She is not an idle person, since she knows about the demon beast, does she have to learn about the things on the island by the way, so she ...... She knows exactly when the disciples of the Buddha sect planted, how many seeds they planted, what the climate was like on the sea, and what the harvest was.

After a few years of observation, Tu Shanling knew everything about how many families the Buddha Sect had, and he could not calculate the average, and then estimate the population of the Buddha Sect, deduct their chewing use, calculate the surplus grain, and then ask them for half of it.

This is a gentleman's deception.

Tu Shanling knew that the Buddha would jump when he received this letter, and he would scold her in his heart, but he would definitely give generously, so he wrote this letter.

In her opinion, the physical pain of the people of the Buddha Sect will pass in a while, but the people who have been affected are waiting for those food to save their lives!

She will be scolded for a few words, it's not a big deal.

Besides, didn't she leave half of it for the Buddha, and they could still lie on that half of the stored grain to eat and drink, and they would not be afraid of disasters.

This year's harvest is over, won't there be more grain stocks next year!

Not a big deal.

The abbot stood at the door of the granary, so angry that he almost vomited blood.

He wanted not to give the grain according to the amount Tu Shanling requested, but then he would be a villain in vain.

I gave something, but I still don't get a good name.

Give it, give it, give it early, save yourself the annoyance.

He called the monk Zhike, "Open the warehouse and get the grain." ”

The Zhike monk is responsible for receiving visitors, but things like this kind of communication with outsiders are generally handed over to the Zhike monk, and the other monks are mostly in Qing cultivation and do not get contaminated with mundane affairs.

The monk of Zhiketang left the island with food, but his heart was dripping blood.

How many pilgrims he has to persuade to donate money for sesame oil to make up for these shortfalls!

Tu Shanling waited on the quiet platform with a smile.

A light came from afar, golden and bright, the light of the Zen staff.

Without waiting for anyone to land, Tu Shanling raised his hand first and saluted, "Master Gao Yi, it is really rude to fail to greet him from afar." ”

The monk clasped his hands together and saluted Tu Shanling, "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, there was a Buddha who cut meat to feed the eagle before, and we just took out some rice grain, so why worry about it." ”

Tu Shanling raised her eyebrows.

Isn't it enough to worry about it?

Okay, then let's not talk about it.

Let's mention the real thing.

Tu Shanling: "I don't know how much food the master brought?"

The monk pointed to the orchid room.

Tu Shanling nodded, "It's because I'm too anxious, and I asked the master to serve tea inside." ”

Gu Lian stood in the distance, and the veil was about to be torn.

She didn't know when Tu Shanling invited the monk, and she didn't know what Tu Shanling was going to do!

As soon as she stomped her foot, she was ready to follow Tu Shanling into the orchid room.

Tu Shanling's figure froze, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Gu Lian.

Gu Lian's body was cold, like falling into an ice cellar.

Did what she did be discovered, and why did Yuan Jun look at her like this?

The qi in her body was vented, and she no longer dared to follow the Lan Room.

Tu Shanling turned around and entered the orchid room.

The monk looked at Gu Lian suspiciously, Gu Lian's head was buried very low, and he didn't see anything.

Two waiters stood at the door of the orchid room, one left and one right, blocking the view of passers-by with their bodies.

Tu Shanling glanced at Gu Lian, meaning to hurry up and serve tea.

Gu Pi felt weak in his heart, misinterpreted the meaning of Tu Shanling's eyes, and cold sweat couldn't stop breaking out.

Tu Shanling and the monk sat down, and after waiting for a long time, she didn't wait for Gu Lian to deliver tea, she couldn't help but hold her forehead.

Sure enough, there is only one Song Qian in this world.

Whatever it was, she just had to give him a look and he would understand.

She raised her voice and said, "Serve tea." ”

The corners of the monk's mouth twitched, he thought that Yuanjun didn't want to see him, and he didn't even give him a sip of tea!

Hearing that there was tea, his expression relaxed, and he took the initiative to say something.

"We Buddhism also have the responsibility to help the suffering, I have brought all the food you need. ”

As he spoke, he got up and untied his robe, which was densely packed with storage bags on the inside of the robe.

It's full of grain!

No wonder the monk looks so fat!

Tu Shanling got up and saluted the monk, "Master Gaoyi." ”

The monk was quite happy when he received the courtesy, and there was a smile on the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

Tu Shanling collected the grain and ordered in a loud voice, "Prepare a table of vegetarian mats for the master, ask for the best kind!"

The monk's heart was even happier.

Qingjingtai expresses the importance of him and his sect.

Tu Shanling was also very happy, so that she got the food she needed most, and she could say a basket of such good words.

Anyway...... The face cannot be eaten as food.

She has no face and no skin here, and the world doesn't know it, and the rules of Buddhism are strict, and she can't say right and wrong behind her back, so she is even more relieved.

She sent the monk away, and as soon as she put the storage bag into the box, the second monk arrived.

Tu Shanling was happy to harvest grain.

She greeted every visiting monk with a warm smile.

And as the number of visiting monks increased, the smile on her face became brighter and brighter, and even told the disciples guarding the mountain gate that if they saw a monk visiting today, they should not inquire about it, and let them go directly.

She's in a very good mood.

The monks accidentally met, but they couldn't help but curse in their hearts.

It's really stinky and shameless, dare to deceive not only their family, but also to wipe out all overseas Buddhist sects!

On the other side, Tu Shanling ordered someone to carry a part of the grain to Song Qian.

"The problem of food is solved, you take these and see how you dispose of them. ”