Chapter 822: If you don't let me in, I'll smash it
After getting this clue, Mu Ling felt that the matter was not as simple as a group of monks trying to make a profit, maybe there was some ulterior secret behind it.
She wouldn't let these people get their wish.
told Liang Chu the news that the detective heard, and Liang Chu only said that he would go to investigate those maids, which was something that didn't need to be thought about.
The pomp and circumstance of Wuchang Houfu, although it is not as good as in the palace, there are also some battles.
Looking at the tiger guards disguised as ordinary guards, as well as the carriage with all kinds of equipment, Mu Ling had to sigh, Liang Chu thought about these things very thoughtfully.
It's just that I don't know if the group of monks will be flustered when they see such a big battle.
"It was meant to make them panic, but this is called taking the lead."
When Mu Ling raised this question, Liang Chu was leaning comfortably on the cushion at that time, and his eyebrows and eyes were never raised.
Such a little trick, he has already calculated it clearly.
Mu Ling couldn't help but sigh, everyone who was the emperor was really a little black-bellied.
Either way, it's a practical little plan.
When they finally arrived at the White Horse Temple, they found that the temple was actually very small and had no grandeur at all. Although it has been a bit successful because of the recent child-seeking, there is no sign of the prosperity of incense here.
It seems that those who seek children have not made the monks of this temple rich.
"Dear donorsβ"
The abbot probably didn't expect that such a big Buddha would suddenly come to his small temple, and when he came out, Mu Ling obviously saw that the abbot's hand holding the Buddha beads was shaking.
Is it nervousness, or is it a lack of fear?
Mu Ling glanced at it quietly, then stepped back a little and stood beside Liang Chu.
"This is our Hou Ye." The little maid on the side reported his identity, "This is our wife." β
The abbot was stunned for a moment, looked at Mu Ling, and there was blame in his eyes.
Mu Ling originally thought that he had made a mistake, but when he looked over again, he found that the dissatisfaction and blame in the abbot's eyes had expanded more and more.
Hehe, when people are in a hurry to come here to ask for incense?
For a temple where incense is not at its peak, those who come to offer incense are the gods of wealth, so they can more or less give them a little money for sesame oil, right? What's more, a Hou Ye personally came to incense, and the money for this sesame oil will not be less.
Although it is said that the five aggregates of the family are empty, they also have to eat, drink, and Lazar, and everything is inseparable from silver.
Even if it is not flattering, it will not blame and be dissatisfied.
At this point, Mu Ling felt more and more strange, and his heart was unhappy, so he simply glared back.
I didn't want the abbot to shrink back, but said, "This donor and the female donor are coming, but what do you want?" β
"Ask for a son." What to ask for? What else is there to ask for in this little ruined temple?
"But in the temple of the old man, there was no worship of Guanyin." The temple is small and cannot accommodate these two big Buddhas.
While the abbot was speaking, there was already a little novice behind him secretly leaving, and he didn't know what he was going to do.
Liang Chu slightly hooked the corners of his lips, his eyes were cold and intimidating, and there was a wind in the dark, as fast as an illusion.
Mu Ling sneered: "They all say that the family is compassionate, why is it not so reasonable to come to the abbot?" Why can't others ask for me? There are many ladies who have already begged Guanyin here to send their son, and now they are pregnant. If it weren't for such a miracle, who would you have come? β
This is very straightforward and unkind.
The abbot's face turned pale, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing that Mu Ling's eyes were already full of anger, his heart became more and more flustered.
As for asking for a child, they told those ladies who have asked for a child not to publicize it!
Otherwise, how could such a place be so deserted?
But listening to the tone of the two in front of me today, which lady did you hear it from, wasn't it the person they arranged to mention it?
Thinking of this, the abbot had already sensed that something was wrong, and his face turned dark: "This female benefactor's words are really blasphemous, if the old man lets the donors go in today, I am afraid that it will make the gods uneasy." β
"Don't put gold on your face, what gods are not gods, but a few bare-brained liars, and dare to call themselves gods."
If Mu Ling was just a guess before, now he is 100% sure.
There is a problem with this White Horse Temple, and it is not a little problem. Simply today, their behavior has already startled the snake, if they don't find out the matter clearly, it will be in vain.
Mu Ling didn't know that the matter of seeking a child in the White Horse Temple was actually not leaked by the ladies who had begged. It is not a glorious thing to ask for a child, which reflects from the side that their men cannot give birth and are incompetent, which is not only unwilling by the wives, but also by their men.
Second, it is also a secret, that is, all the ladies who have come to ask are warned not to publicize it!
If it weren't for the fact that the White Horse Temple was targeting Mrs. Wuchang Hou this time, Mrs. Wuchang Hou had nothing else, and she was a first-class good hand at spreading news, commonly known as a big mouth.
It is precisely because of this that the matter of the White Horse Temple was heard by Mu Ling.
It's a coincidence.
The abbot was also angry, and his face darkened and he was about to scold a few words, but suddenly he saw a person fall from the sky and smash into the monks' pile, smashing a group of monks to pieces.
And the person who was left behind was the little novice who quietly left. At this time, although the person was cushioned, he was still injured a lot, and it was difficult to even speak.
Mu Ling didn't have a trace of sympathy in his eyes, but sneered: "Falling from the sky is the punishment of the gods, I think it was the Buddha who saw that you stopped his believers from the door and taught you a lesson." β
"No...... It's not ......"
The little novice who was left behind opened his mouth with difficulty, but instead of refuting Mu Ling, he was explaining to the abbot.
Among them, there is really a cat.
Liang Chu glanced coldly over here, then looked away.
Soon, a secret guard appeared, whispered a few words in his ear, and saw that Liang Chu's face became more and more gloomy, and the momentum around him was even more open, so that no one dared to approach.
"How?" Mu Ling tilted his head to look at him.
Suddenly so angry, could it be that the situation in this temple is even worse than they estimated?
Liang Chu turned his head: "It's nothing, I've already handed it over to the people below to do it." Then he swept to the abbot and said: "Today, Benhou has come, so there is no reason to go empty." If the abbot has to stop it, he will simply smash the White Horse Temple, and the Benhou can't ask for a son, and don't want to ask others to ask for it. β
A man followed his wife to ask for a son, he had already put down his dignity, and he was blocked by the monk from the temple, so should he be embarrassed?