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Soul Haoxuan may have felt embarrassed, and took the lead in retracting his gaze.

"Donor, this incense ash is incense ash, it's just a dead thing, it's useless if you take it back, since it's a useless thing, and there are countless in this temple, how can I stop it?" After the old monk looked at Soul Haoxuan, he retracted his gaze and said to Sanqing with a smile.

"Master's words don't look like what a monk should say!" After Sanqing heard the old monk's words, he felt that there was something in his words, so he replied playfully.

"Oh, then I don't know what to say and not to say to the monks? The old monk was still smiling, but it gave Sanqing the feeling that he was hiding a knife in his smile.

"Hey, I dare there, I don't understand anything, I have offended the master by speaking wild words, and I hope the master will forgive me, forgive me. As the saying goes, if you say too much, you will lose, Sanqing was afraid that he would be entangled if he continued to talk about it, so he hurriedly admitted his mistake. Tomato Fiction Network w'w'w-.'f'q-x-s'w-

"Haha, the old man is joking with the little donor, the old man is almost suffocated in this temple, and he finally met such an interesting and wise person as the donor, so he thought about saying a few more words, and the donor forgave me. Unexpectedly, after listening to Sanqing's words, the old monk laughed and said such a thing, which really made Sanqing fall out of sight.

Out of the corner of his eye, Sanqing saw that the pilgrims and bhikshunis in the main hall were looking at him, and he was extremely embarrassed for a while, and his cheeks were slightly hot.

"The master is really funny and humorous...... Sanqing had a flash of inspiration, and thought that the best way to resolve the embarrassment at this time was to laugh with the great monk.

"Let's go, don't talk to this old monk!" Soul Haoxuan was a little impatient when he heard this, and after saying this in a deep voice, he pulled Sanqing to leave.

"Donor and stay, since you want this incense ash, why not move to my meditation room with the old man, the old man for the donor to chant the incense ash to remove the dust, but also let the incense ash give birth to a little aura. The old monk saw that Soul Haoxuan was pulling Sanqing to leave, so he also stretched out one hand to hold Sanqing's other hand. Tomato Novel Network ☆ w-w'w'.-f'qxsw For a while, Sanqing was forcefully pulled, one in front and one in the back, and his shoulders tingled.

"Okay, then there is Master Lao!" In the end, Sanqing really couldn't stand it, and said hello again and again, the old monk let go of his hand, and Sanqing slammed into Soul Haoxuan's arms.

Soul Haoxuan's side, looking at the old monk's eyes a little more sharp and surprised, from the competition just now, he can clearly feel that this old monk is a big family, and no less than the 6 Tingxuan on the shore of Hangzhou's West Lake. This reminded him of a person, the sweeping monk in the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, could it be that there is really such a big hidden person in the city? He had some expectations, so he no longer refuted anything, and quietly waited for the old monk to lead the way.

The old monk was always smiling, and he returned to the state of folding his hands, he walked out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall with broken steps, Sanqing and Soul Haoxuan followed, and then passed by the Buddha hall where they had been to the statue of Guanyin again, the old monk suddenly stopped, turned around and glanced at the Buddha hall.

"It turns out that the two donors may not have come here!" the old monk looked at it for a while, then suddenly nodded and said this.

"Huh? I don't quite understand what the master is saying. Fan△ eggplant novel network w'w'w'.-f'q'x-s'w-." Sanqing looked at the old monk's side face, only to feel that he couldn't figure it out, and was worried that he saw Grandma Hu Sheng in the Buddhist hall, so he hurriedly pretended to be stupid again.

"The donor doesn't have to hide it, since it's a good heart, then the old man should naturally be fulfilled, as long as she is dedicated to the Buddha, then I don't see the old man!" the old monk smiled slightly and said softly.

"Then I'll thank the master!" Sanqing saw that the old monk seemed to have seen through it, so he no longer shy away from it.

However, the donor's play of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger was very good, and the old man almost believed it. The old monk turned to face Sanqing, and then continued: "Since this is the case, then this incense ash must not be needed by the donor. ”

"This, I still want it!" Sanqing said with the corners of his mouth raised.

"Good!" replied the old monk softly, and then walked directly into the Buddha hall, picked up the incense burner under the Buddha statue, and walked back.

"Donor, I see that the incense ash in your pocket should be almost leaking, right? Come, take this away!" the old monk stretched out his hand and handed the incense burner to Sanqing. □ Tomato Novel□ Web w'w'w-.fqxsw

"This, I guess I can't get out of Jiming Temple with this, right?" Sanqing said embarrassedly.

"Don't worry, the old man should send the two donors to the door. ”

"Then bother the master again!" said Sanqing, making a namaste to the old monk and then taking the incense burner.

The old monk left the Guanyin Hall with Sanqing and Soul Haoxuan, and walked slowly to the gate of the temple, passing by many nuns along the way, but they all passed by as if they hadn't seen these three people. This made Sanqing and Soul Haoxuan very surprised, but the old monk was always smiling.

Outside the temple gate, the old monk stopped and whispered: "The old man will send the two donors here, and then go down the mountain by himself!"

"Well, the master stays!" Sanqing walked out of the temple gate and said politely, and the old monk turned around and walked back to the temple directly.

"This old bald donkey is a bit of a Taoist!" As soon as the old monk left, Soul Haoxuan said coldly in Sanqing's ear.

"Of course I know, I almost didn't take off my arm for two days!" Sanqing said angrily.

Soul Haoxuan glanced at Sanqing, stopped talking, and the two embarked on the way down the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, they met a menacing young man, who walked on a rampage, and passed directly between them. Then he continued to go up the hill without looking back.

"It's so murderous!" Sanqing and Soul Haoxuan said this sentence almost at the same time.

"It looks like he's here to find trouble, do you want to go back and have a look?" asked Soul Haoxuan.

"Forget it, we don't have time to mix!" Sanqing vetoed Soul Haoxuan's suggestion. The two continued to descend the mountain.

In the Jiming Temple, the old monk walked halfway and reflexively returned to the temple gate, at this time Sanqing and Soul Haoxuan had disappeared, and the old monk raised his eyes and looked into the distance, as if he was waiting for someone.

After about half an hour, a figure hurriedly walked towards Jiming Temple, it was the rude young man who had collided with Sanqing and Soul Haoxuan at the foot of the mountain.

"Master, Mr. 6 has called me to wait for your dispatch!" said the young man, who had kept some distance from the old monk as he approached.

"Well, what's your name?" the old monk asked, after looking at it for a moment.

"Ren Huang! wayward Ren, Fire Emperor's Huang!" replied the young man in a loud voice.

"Ren Huang, it's a pity that you have the appearance of an emperor but no emperor's spirit, and you can't become the only emperor in this life!"

Ren Huang heard it in a fog, but said for no reason: "I don't want to be the emperor of people, I just want to be Mr. 6's lackey for the rest of my life!"

"Young man, you have to learn to restrain your murderous aura, don't let 6 Tingxuan become a dog butcher!" said the old monk with a gloomy face.

Ren Huang didn't understand, but nodded anyway.

ps: Pack your bags and go home to move bricks, hey!