Inside the glowing dining hall, the expensive all-beef course is over.

It cost a total of 72,362 yuan.

It's about the price of three cows at the Glow Cooking Pavilion.

Not the kind of ordinary cow, but the kind of special cow that grew up drinking beer and listening to music.

Naturally, such an expense is extremely expensive.

Just look at the face of the old monk of Tongshou Temple.

It's already wrinkled together, and it twitches from time to time.

The wallet is empty.

The card is also empty.

On top of that, the credit card was overdrawn.

Goodbye, my retirement.

Farewell, my cat.

Farewell, my dog.

Farewell, my big goose.

The eyes of the old monk of Tongshou Temple flashed with crystal.

He was literally in tears.

If the dream he thought was shattered like this, he wouldn't be like this.

But it was he who shattered the dream.

In particular, Jason also confirmed it repeatedly, but he didn't realize it.

This is really hard for him to accept.

Sure enough, I was born to work hard!

I'm not going to just toil until I die, am I?

I thought of my old age and frailty, and in the cold winter, I could no longer survive it, and finally collapsed on the corner of the road, covered by wind and snow, until my body stiffened.

The tears of the old monk of Tongshou Temple became more and more uncontrollable.

However, tears flowed, and the old monk of Tongshou Temple suddenly thought of something.

How old am I?

Ninety?

Ninety-two?

Or ninety-five?

If you think about it this way, it seems that you have lived a lot longer than ordinary people!

Thinking about it, the old monk was not so uncomfortable.

Still, the wrinkled face didn't stretch out.

He's going to pay back his credit card!

20,000 credit cards!

What year and month will it be!

"Master?"

Hui Lijing kept looking at the expression of the old monk of Tong Shou Temple, crying for a while and laughing for a while, her face was still wrinkled, this female detective was really worried that the old monk would lie down here if he couldn't come up in one breath.

More than 70,000, for a female detective, if she doesn't use her sister's money, it is a huge amount of money.

Or rather, a lot of money for anyone.

"It's fine."

"I'm used to it."

"How can everything go as you wish in life?"

The old monk of Tong Shou Temple said with his hands folded, and his face was completely stretched.

In his heart now, he was already thinking about where he should go.

Now he is no longer a master of Tong Shouji.

It is not suitable to live in the temple building.

I had to move out.

Fortunately, there is still some time before winter really comes, and he can find more cardboard boxes and build a home.

It's a bit difficult to find a job under such a premise.

Although the work of exterminating spirits and exorcisms paid well, he really didn't dare.

Not only is he afraid of losing his life, but he is also afraid of harming his client.

The client believed in him and came to him.

If he lost his life because of such a thing, he really had a bad conscience.

Therefore, in the previous ten or twenty years, he was selective in accepting assignments.

Similar to the executives and tycoons, he will not accept them.

Because, such a person definitely does not lack the help of real onmyoji and exorcists, since it has not been solved, it proves that the task is very tricky, and it is far from being something that he, a 'rookie', can touch.

On the contrary, some civilians and the like, he is willing to take over, because most of such tasks are easy to complete.

I don't know why, the more this happens, the more famous he gets, and the better he gets.

Some people even call him a 'bodhisattva'.

But he's the real thing!

In addition to the [Stand-in Hair], [Boat Crossing Technique], and [Mute Technique] can also be practiced, the [Vajra Palm] is also a good one.

As for the secret transmission of Tongshou Temple's [Dawei Tianlong Method]?

Until now, I only know a scratch of the surface.

How could he get rid of the spirit exorcism?

Harm others and oneself, or not.

Alas!

Thinking of this, the old monk of Tongshou Temple couldn't help but sigh.

Then, he looked at Jason with a slight pleading.

"Master, can you let me live in the temple for a while?"

"Rest assured, it's just for a while."

"As soon as I get a job, I'll leave."

The old monk of Tong Shouji Temple looked at Jason pitifully.

"Hmm."

Jason nodded.

And in the bottom of his heart, Jason naturally had a plan.

Let the old monk of Tong Shouji leave?

No, it won't.

He was well aware of who he was.

In other words, the problem he is thinking about now is far more than just Tongshou Temple.

There must be someone guarding the temple.

Is there a more suitable candidate than the old monk of Tong Shou Temple?

Nope.

The old monk of Tong Shouji Temple is the best candidate.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

The lobby manager, who served as a waiter, walked outside the bamboo curtain and reminded softly.

When everyone turned their heads, the lobby manager said with a smile: "Our chef specially made a small meal for you, do you need me to serve it now?" ”

"And a meal?"

Hui Lijing was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly she was stunned.

After all, they spent such a huge amount of money on meals, and they should have given something away.

It's like she's in a café, and when someone buys a lot of things at once, she'll give a pudding.

That's how it should be.

The female detective nodded thoughtfully.

As if seeing the female detective's expression, the lobby manager immediately explained.

"It's not a gift."

"Or ......"

"This food is far more than the beef set you eat."

The lobby manager's words made the female detective and the old monk look at each other in surprise.

As for Jason?

By this time, he was sitting up straight, his nose twitching.

Fragrance!

What a fragrant scent!

Jason was thoroughly attracted by the scent, and his eyes looked in the direction of the kitchen.

"Why did you give us such precious food?"

The female detective asked vigilantly.

Although the glowing restaurant may not look like a shady shop, there are some things that need to be asked.

After all, they don't have the ability to spend another 70,000+.

Even if there is, it can't be given to the other party for nothing.

"Because it's moving."

"It's our boss who was moved when he saw you walking with your friends."

"That's why I feel it."

The lobby manager explained, asking again.

"Do you need to do it now?"

"Come on."

Jason agreed.

"Good!"

The lobby manager turned and ran to the kitchen.

After a while, he walked out with a small cart.

The car is a dining car.

Only the top layer of the car contained a steaming cage.

Similar to a cage drawer for xiaolongbao.

"Excuse me."

The bamboo curtain was lifted, and the lobby manager said.

Then, I carefully placed the cage drawer, which seemed to only hold 8-10 xiaolongbao, on the table that had just been cleaned.

"So I'm open now?"

The lobby manager asked.

"Okay."

Everyone nodded.

The lobby manager immediately pinched the top of the cage drawer with his fingers, and then, suddenly, took it upward-

Call!

A thick water vapor erupted, and suddenly, the cage drawer was covered.

And then—

Roar!

Roar!

Roar, roar, roar!

A low, long roar rang out with the white vapor of water.

"This, this, this?"

Hui Lijing looked at the sudden scene in front of her and couldn't help but widen her eyes.

And then, she couldn't help but open her mouth wide.

Dragon!

In the water vapor, a dragon appeared.

Keep your head held high, climb up.

It's like flying into the sky.

The four corners of the world.

The dragon groaned for nine days.

The dragon's roar was still in her ears, and in front of Hui Lijing's eyes, a divine dragon had already soared into the sky.

However, when Hui Lijing blinked, she found that there was nothing.

All you see in front of you is a basket of steamed dumplings.

Steamed dumplings with shrimp heads and tails.

But what happened just now?

Hallucination?

Hui Lijing looked puzzled.

She turned her head to look at the old monk of Tong Shou Temple.

The old monk of Tong Shouji Temple looked at the lobby manager with his hands folded.

"This is the legendary 'Shenglong Steamed Dumpling'?"

The old monk asked.

"Yes."

"This is the 'Shenglong Steamed Dumpling' specially made by the boss for you."

"Please taste it."

The voice fell, and the wind surged.

The heat on the dining table was stirred by an arm that was extremely fast, showing a tumbling posture, and the Shenglong dumplings in the cage drawer had long since disappeared, leaving only the sound of Jason chewing.

"Good, delicious!"

Jason felt the collision of teeth and shrimp, and the whole person was happy.

And what made him even more happy was that the words in front of him-

【Devouring 'Shang Long dumplings' (carefully cooked by the master)】

[Moderate recovery of physical strength, energy, and injuries!] 】

【Satiety +5】

[Satiety: 724]

……

"5 o'clock full?"

Jason's eyes lit up.

It's not surprising that 'food' brings 5 satiety.

There is no food like this in the conventional sense, which brings 5 points of satiety.

In Jason's understanding, conventional food can only be qualitatively changed by the accumulation of quantity.

"Is it because of the chef?"

Jason looked at the description of 'Master Cooking'.

Almost subconsciously, Jason looked at the lobby manager.

"Can I get to know this chef?"

Jason asked.

"I'm sorry."

"Our boss doesn't usually see customers."

"And, after making a satisfactory work, our boss has gone home."

Obviously, this is not the first time that the lobby manager has encountered such a thing, and he bowed and apologized while answering with kindness.

There was a rare look of disappointment on Jason's face.

However, he didn't embarrass the lobby manager, just nodded and signaled that the other party could leave.

The lobby manager saluted again before leaving.

"Isn't it delicious?"

The female detective asked.

"It's even better than I expected."

Jason replied.

The female detective's eyes immediately showed yearning.

With the dream of being a barista, the female detective naturally has a love for food.

She also wanted to try this seemingly magical food.

But if you take the initiative to go, is it enough?

Sorry for the interruption.

I am poor.

I don't deserve it.

Female detectives have always been self-aware.

And the old monk of Tong Shouji Temple was sitting there thinking.

"Master, what's wrong?"

To divert attention, the female detective questioned the old monk.

"It is rumored that in a certain era, there were people who used food to appease demons."

"That chef made countless delicious dishes in his lifetime."

But then, after winning another cooking competition, he disappeared with his friends...... Among his much-talked-about dishes, there seems to be this 'Thang Long dumplings'! ”

The old monk replied.

"Thang Long dumplings are just one serving?"

"Is there a similar magical dish?"

The female detective's eyes widened.

"Well, there are also catfish noodles, big universe roasted wheat, milky way noodles, flowering pot rice, comet fried rice, real sea bream continent map, and so on."

"But these ......"

"It's all legends, right?"

As the old monk spoke, his tone became a little unconfident.

Such unconfidence is discovered by the keen female detective.

Facing the female detective's gaze, the old monk said very frankly.

"Because it is rumored that people who have eaten these dishes can live forever!"

"Immortal?!"

The female detective exclaimed.

"Yes, immortality."

"Something that even a big demon can't do."

"So, I guess it's a legend."

The old monk nodded.

Jason frowned.

Eternal life?

It looks incredible.

But can't it really exist?

When the strength of the body reaches a certain level, it will naturally delay aging, and when you look at it in a certain period of time, it is called 'immortality'.

And can you eat to this extent?

Think about satiety!

Death can be resurrected!

Not to mention immortality?

So, Jason believes in this legend.

He definitely didn't eat catfish noodles, big universe roasted wheat, milky way noodles, flowering pot rice, comet fried rice, real sea bream continent map and other dishes.

"I'd love to meet the chef!"

Jason thought to himself.

Then, his eyes looked out of the bamboo curtain.

Ryosuke is back.

There is a smell of medicine and a mysterious side of the body.

Not food.

It's the breath that remains after being contaminated with arcane arts.

"Didn't go well?"

Jason asked.

"It didn't go well."

"I need to put my plans together for the time being."

"Our previous agreement will be null and void!"

As he spoke, Ryosuke bowed.

The female detective frowned.

"Hey, you guy......"

"Okay."

Jason interrupted.

"I'm sorry."

After saying that, Ryosuke turned around and left.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

"Obviously Jason, you're helping him!"

The female detective looked at Ryosuke's back and said indignantly.

"Hypocritical people are like this."

"It's usually good to take a beating."

Jason replied.

The female detective was stunned.

"General?"

"What about the unusual?"

The female detective asked subconsciously.

"Two hits."

Jason affirmed.

Such words made the female detective unable to speak.

But the old monk laughed.

It was the right thing to do to make Jason a master.

Jason has great intelligence.

Thinking of this, he thought of the old monk's deathbed trust.

The master of the child-shou temple!

Finally, he is no longer an impostor.

You can be a real master!

As soon as he thought of this, the old monk of Tongshou Temple could no longer sit still.

He looked at it with a straight face, and Jason said-

"Master, please come with me...... Go and receive the 'Inheritance of Tong Shouji Temple'! ”

PS The fat dragon who got up late again covered his face!

(End of chapter)