It was already the next morning when Wu Jun got home, and the rain was still dripping.

Take off the muddy clothes, only to see that the pants have been hung up with a big hole at some point, no wonder I always felt the wind in the backyard last night.

When I opened the closet, I found that there were only two sets of clothes, and then I remembered that when I practiced the fourth layer of the quenching technique before, many clothes were torn.

Looks like I'm going to the mall again.

After practicing the Celestial Breath Technique for a while and recovering his mental and physical strength, he entered the Sea of Consciousness.

The upgrade mission is complete, and I don't know what the next mission will be.

Host: Wu Jun, male, 20 years old.

Level: Level 8 Celestial Master.

......

Skill 4: Breath Technique.

Upgrade Mission: Please fulfill one of the mount's wishes, complete it to upgrade to level 9 Celestial Master, current progress: 0/1.

Wu Jun: ...... Lao Tzu has a saying that MMP doesn't know whether to say it or not.

It's reasonable to fulfill Daikoku and Jasmine's wishes, although they are dogs, but at least they have some ideas and can barely communicate.

Why do you ask me to fulfill the wish of the battery car, what can the battery car wish to be ridden or not ridden?

"System, come out and explain to me, what does this task mean?"

System: "Host, please note that the system has previously warned the host that the mount should not be too low-end. ”

"No matter how high-end it is, cars and airplanes can still talk?"

"It's not just cars and airplanes that can be mounts. As a primary-stage celestial master, the host should be closer to the natural stuff. ”

What does it mean?

Wu Jun frowned, you mean I should get someone to ride?

"Leave it up to the host to figure it out. ”

Touch...... Forget it, I won't scold people early in the morning, let's discuss this matter later.

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village, as if it is said.

After changing his clothes, he came out, went to the kitchen to get some fresh steamed buns, and was about to have breakfast with Big Black Jasmine, when he saw Qin Xiaoyu wearing a black raincoat, black rain boots, and a long sickle in his hand coming from the backyard.

Does this girl pretend to be death early in the morning?

"Master early. ”

She had fine beads of sweat on her forehead, and her red face was very cute.

"What are you doing behind in such a heavy rain?" Wu Jun asked.

"I went to look at the vegetable patch," Qin Xiaoyu said excitedly, "Master, the vegetables we planted are growing so fast, it's only been a few days and it's been so tall!"

She used her hand to compare the height of more than ten centimeters on the table, and said sullenly: "But the grass also grows so fast, I haven't pulled half of it all morning, I'll continue later." ”

"Are you on vacation again?"

Qin Xiaoyu avoided Wu Jun's gaze and whispered, "Actually, I'm ...... Resigned from the café. ”

Wu Jun suddenly frowned slightly, this girl really listened to Jiang Yutong's words, she really wanted to come to full-time farming?

Seeing that he seemed to be a little unhappy, Qin Xiaoyu hurriedly said: "Don't worry, master, I still come to work according to the previous time, and I won't usually bother you." ”

"And what do you usually do?"

"I rented a private house over there, and I usually read books at home," Qin Xiaoyu whispered, "There is also a lot of theoretical knowledge to learn about making cakes and pastries." ”

Wu Jun sighed in his heart.

Jiang Yutong is to blame for this, she is so dignified, what kind of land to bewitch her to plant!

She doesn't work in a café, she has to lose more than 2,000 yuan a month, and she has to pay rent and living expenses, even if she can learn to make cakes early, where will she get the capital to open a store?

Isn't that harmful?

He thought about it and decided to let her plant it.

Anyway, if you don't plant it, you can only keep the long grass, and then the system should change its tricks for him to pull out, which is not cost-effective.

So he said: "In this way, the land in the back, you can plant it if you want, everything you grow belongs to you, I just need to have vegetables to eat." ”

"Really?" When Qin Xiaoyu heard this, her big eyes seemed to glow, and her face was dimpleted with laughter, "Thank you, Master!"

"But," Wu Jun continued, "I like to be quiet at night, so you have to go home from work before six o'clock every day. ”

This thing has to be like this, otherwise it will affect the innocence of other girls.

"Knowing the master, I won't bother you!"

"Also, in the morning and at noon, you will eat at my place. ”

"Okay master, I will keep a good record of my living expenses, and you can deduct it from my salary when the time comes. ”

This young lady is more sensible.

However, the living expenses must not be collected, originally she was asked to help steam steamed buns, but she took the initiative to become a cook, and it would be unreasonable to deduct any living expenses.

Qin Xiaoyu changed into a raincoat and sat down at the dinner table.

This is the first time she has sat and eaten with Wu Jun alone, and she is obviously a little restrained, and the dishes are sandwiched little by little.

Wu Jun ate two steamed buns in a few bites, and then opened the door with an umbrella.

It's Saturday, and he's very dedicated at work.

When he came back, Qin Xiaoyu had already eaten, so he made tea according to the usual practice and waited for the guests to come to the door.

Not long after sitting down, an old rickety figure, holding a black umbrella, slowly walked in from the outside.

Isn't this the first brother of Wangfeng Temple, he came to visit the door?

Wu Jun still has a good impression of Monk Jinglin, who works hard to cultivate Buddhism and does not ask about world affairs, and is what a monk should be.

Compared with his junior brother, the judgment is like mud.

However, it is also possible that his junior brother is what he should be, and he is an outlier, this matter is not easy to draw conclusions, it can only be said that the benevolent will see the benevolent.

The old monk Jinglin walked very distinctively, like a snail, and walked from the gate step by step, a total distance of fifty meters, he walked for several minutes, and the anxious person looked at it and estimated that he was going to fall on the bench.

Wu Jun drank two cups of tea before he came to him and said with a smile: "Donor, the old monk is here to bother again." ”

Wu Jun smiled and said, "Don't disturb, master, please sit down, what's the matter with me today?"

"It's okay, just come and sit down. ”

Wu Jun poured him a cup of tea.

As soon as Master Jinglin wanted to find some topic, he felt a sense of peace and tranquility, and his heart said that this can really make people quiet and far-reaching, just sit here, and don't even need to recite Buddhist scriptures, and feel that he can settle down in an instant.

He couldn't bear to break the silence, so he closed his eyes lightly, and soon entered a state of self-forgetfulness.

Wu Jun was still waiting for him to speak, but he didn't hear a sound for a long time, only to find that the old monk didn't move again.

Sure enough, the monks don't speak, and when they come to sit, they really sit and sit, and they are not even willing to say a few words.

Master, I'm embarrassed about you, okay?

In case I sit down and pass away, your disciples and grandchildren will not tear up my house, where will I go to reason when the time comes?

However, judging from his image, this old monk will not be round for the time being, so let him sit.

As a result, this sitting lasted for more than two hours, and Wu Jun received dozens of guests, and the old monk still slept very quietly.

Just as Jasmine was about to wake him up, a middle-aged couple sat down in front of him.

They all looked to be in their forties and were very well-dressed.

"Master, please help us. ”

Wu Jun asked, "Is there something wrong?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "Master, we are here to ask for a son." ”

Wu Jun's heart was not good when he heard it, and he came again?

"I can't help with this, if you ask for a child, it's better to go to the hospital or go to Wangfeng Temple to pay homage to Guanyin. ”

"I've been there!" said the middle-aged man in a long voice, "The hospital said it should be possible, but it just can't get pregnant." The Guanyin of Wangfeng Temple has been worshiped more than a hundred times, but it is still useless. ”

Wu Jun looked back at Monk Jinglin, and said in his heart, shouldn't your old man give someone an explanation for this?

"I really can't help with this, you better go to the hospital. ”

"But Master, we heard that there are already several people who have become pregnant after coming to you!"

"Please help us, we really have a last resort!"

Wu Jun: ...... This is a rumor spread by the son of a turtle, which damages my innocence, I promise not to kill you if you come over!

"Amitabha," at this time, Monk Jinglin suddenly woke up, opened his eyes and said to Wu Jun, "Since the donor has such a skill, what does it matter if you help them, this is also the merit of the donor." ”

Wu Jun almost sprayed him in the face with a sip of tea.

Old man, you are deliberately making trouble, you sat for more than two hours without speaking, but at this time you came up with such a sentence.

I don't want any merit, You can you do!

"Exactly," he said to the middle-aged couple, "This is Master Jinglin of Wangfeng Temple, if you ask him, it will definitely work." ”

The two of them suddenly showed surprise on their faces.

Master Jinglin is equivalent to a living Buddha-like existence in Xilin City, and ordinary people usually want to see it, so they can only go to Wangfeng Temple to see his photos, but I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see him alive today.

And the two masters sit together and talk about tea, how many times can we see this scene in this life!

This shows even more that this little master is not an ordinary person, otherwise how could Master Jinglin come to him to drink tea?

The couple decided on the spot that even if they knelt and kowtowed today, they would ask the little master for help.

"Master, you can have mercy on us," the middle-aged woman said at the end, crying with tears in her eyes, "We have only one son, who died in the line of duty just after turning twenty-three, and we ......"

Hey, if there is a way, Wu Jun doesn't mind helping him in this case.

But he really can't help it, at least not yet.

"Well," he said, "you leave a contact number, and if, I mean, one day I can think of a way, I'll contact you." ”

Only then did the couple turn their sorrow into joy and leave with great gratitude.

Master Jinglin opened his eyes again at this time: "The donor is benevolent, and he is really a good person." ”

You are!

Wu Jun really has no temper with him, he can't beat him, and he can't be scared.

At this time, Qin Xiaoyu was wearing a white apron and walked over with two small plates: "Master, this is today's cake, you can taste it." ”

When Master Jinglin looked at the cake in front of him, he immediately couldn't sit still.

"I suddenly remembered that I still have something to deal with, so I'm leaving today!"

After saying that, he left directly, completely different from when he came, he walked very neatly, like an old man of sixty or seventy.

Wu Jun secretly wondered in his heart, it was the same last time, as soon as he saw Qin Xiaoyu, he ran faster than a rabbit?

Don't......

No, it's all old.

Finally, he set his eyes on the cake in front of him, as if he understood.

It's not Qin Xiaoyu who he's afraid of, can't he stand the smell of this cake?

The next time you encounter today's situation, you will know what to do.