Which of the dignitaries and nobles who came here didn't donate some sesame oil money, Jiang Lan turned his arm and pestle Xue Mingrui, biting his ear and whispering, "This time I'm helping my eldest cousin and you, shouldn't I break the bank?" ”

Xue Mingrui looked at Jiang Lan's scoundrel appearance, and really wanted to beat him up.

In the end, he had no choice but to take out the silver ticket from his arms.

"A little heart, I am willing to add some sesame oil money to the temple."

"Amitabha, the temple has already prepared a side room meal for several donors, please come here."

Xiao Shami took Jiang Lan and a few people to the side room, and when he left, Jiang Lan grabbed Xiao Shami, "Where is your master Konggong, take me there." ”

Xiao Shami was very coaxing, first said that Jiang Lan was very lucky, and his uncle had only come back recently, and he was in the meditation room at this time. At this time, it should be over, and you can take Jiang Lan over.

Xue Mingrui on the side naturally didn't dare, and pulled Jiang Lan's sleeve, "I'm going too." ”

Jiang Lan grabbed Xue Mingrui's shoulder, "Don't you get angry?" ”

"Who's angry!"

"Okay, okay, you're not angry, it's my little family." Hold his shoulder and pat him, "Let's go, together." ”

"That old monk lives so far away." After walking for a long time, if Jiang Lan's lazy personality was not afraid of revealing his identity, he would lick his face and let Xue Mingrui carry it.

Xue Mingrui dragged Jiang Lan for most of his body, and when he saw that she was about to talk nonsense again, he quickly covered her mouth.

"You give me a pause." Xue Mingrui bit his ear, and when he saw Xiao Shami turn around, he quickly smiled, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Seeing the knife thrown in Xue Mingrui's eyes, Jiang Lan had no choice but to rely on Xue Mingrui aggrievedly and walk step by step, but in his heart, he dismantled the old monk into eight pieces.

The little novice was very respectful, and he didn't dare to raise his voice in the courtyard. Jiang Lan looked around, and only felt that the old monk's treatment was really good, and the room he lived in was much better than his own room.

Defy~

Xiao Shami knocked on the door, "Uncle Shi, Young Master Xue of the British Dynasty and Prince Wei Guo ask to see you." ”

Jiang Lan, who was next to him, had a rebellious face and sneered.

Asking to see? What a big shelf!

"Please."

Xiao Shami pushed open the meditation door, "Donors, please." ”

Jiang Lan and Xue Mingrui walked in. The furnishings inside were not exaggerated in the courtyard, a futon and a table, on which were teacups, and the warm water on the small stove next to it was boiling and gurgling out.

"It's best to drink a pot of spring tea at such a time!"

Jiang Lan took off her robe and sat down next to the table, propped her hands behind her back, looking like a hanger, "Old monk, you will enjoy it then, don't come out soon." ”

Xue Mingrui hurriedly kicked Jiang Lan and scolded secretly, "It's coming, you're still a demon!" ”

The empty man behind the curtain twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw this, who even dared to think about that master? A master must be a master! Hold people's thighs tightly no matter what.

Konggong, who had made up his mind, walked out, wearing a yellow robe and a robe, looking compassionate.

Under the influence of his grandmother, Xue Mingrui is also very specialized in Buddhism.

I was fortunate enough to meet a true Dharma monk, and I was naturally overjoyed.

In the old age of Konggong, his face was ruddy, and he continued to have a long white beard, as if he had a profound appearance of Buddhism.

No, Xue Ergongzi, who has never seen the world, became a little fan in a blink of an eye.

"Master, please be seated."

"Xue Gongzi is polite." Kong Gong smiled and saluted Xue Mingrui, just a slight chin made Xue Er's guy happy.

It is rumored that this empty master is a saint who has come to invite him, and he does not necessarily have a thin face, but now he treats himself differently, but this is the fate in the underworld.

Jiang Lan hugged the "injured" leg, shrunk to the side, and looked at Xue Mingrui with a face full of grievances, as if he was scolding him for unloading the mill and killing the donkey.

Seeing that her cousin ignored her, Jiang Lan's eyes when she looked at the stinky monk were a little sharper.

Konggong only felt that his neck was so cold~

But I really don't dare to look directly at the big guy.

Hot water pours into the teapot and a fresh fragrance wafts through.

Although the monk is old, the skill of making tea is excellent.

Jiang Lan tasted the one in front of her, her mouth was slightly bitter, and after drinking, there was only a vague aroma left between her lips and teeth.

Rao can't help but praise Jiang Lan can't help but praise, "Good tea~"

Wipe your sweat with an empty basket, just like the big guy.

Jiang Lan was drinking tea on the side, and saw that her cousin and the old monk were chatting hotly, and there was not much movement in the cup, so she took the whole pot and drank it heartily.

For more than an hour, Jiang Lan was unceremoniously pushed awake by her cousin and pulled up.

"I'll leave the matter of the Buddha statue to the master."

"My Buddha is merciful, the donor is filial, and the old man will do his best."

Jiang Lan covered her chest, mouth and nose to prevent herself from vomiting out in disgust.

Seeing that his cousin still wanted to thank him, Jiang Lan pulled Xue Mingrui out by pulling his arm, "Cousin, it's okay for the master to say more, if it's late today, let's not disturb the master and rest early." ”

"Jiang Lan! Jiang Lan! ”

Knowing what her cousin was going to say, Jiang Lan hurriedly gagged him, "The master won't mind, isn't it?" ”

Seeing Jiang Lan looking over, Kong Gong, who was so nervous that he was suffocated, almost knelt down, and hurriedly nodded and didn't dare to look directly.

Out of the courtyard, Jiang Lan sat paralyzed on the porch.

"How?"

Jiang Lan glanced at him, "My feet hurt." ”

"Didn't you just feel pain?"

Xue Mingrui was very guilty, although he knew that he had collected his strength, but his cousin had just recovered from his serious injury, so he couldn't help it.

"Why don't you have your cousin carry you?"

Jiang Lan was waiting for this sentence, and before Xue Mingrui could retort, he immediately pounced.

Anyway, this body hasn't grown yet, what are you afraid of!

Don't doubt the cheeks of lazy people, don't~

After having dinner with her cousin and burying the fast food of the White Horse Temple deeply, Jiang Lan returned to the wing room to rest.

In the middle of the night, the window of Jiang Lan's room opened silently.

Like a ghost, Jiang Lan floated into Master Konggong's room.

The old monk was counting the silver, and he was startled by the appearance of a silver in the room, and quickly hid the silver in his arms, and shouted, "Where is the monster?" ”

He was answered by a more ghostly laugh.

"You'll enjoy it."

The old monk opened the curtain and walked out, and when he saw the person, he quickly knelt on the ground and moved to the man's feet, and the old man burst into tears.

"Daxian, spare your life~"

Jiang Lan couldn't get used to it, and kicked him away.

"There's no one around, don't look like this, I can't get used to it."

"Haole, Haole, Daxian is what he says."

There was a "bang", and I saw a burst of golden smoke filling the surroundings. After the smoke cleared, there was no old monk anywhere, only a humanoid gold-swallowing beast.

"Is it interesting to lie to my cousin?"

The Gold Swallowing Beast sweated on its head, and the smile on its face was even more embarrassed, "Great Immortal, isn't this your cousin's old man's liking?" ”

Jiang Lan glanced at him, "It's so good to talk, what an old man!" How old are you, an old monster, you actually call me my cousin, old man, did your face be eaten by a dog? ”

The Gold Swallowing Beast secretly stuck out its tongue, "No matter how old you are, it's not as big as you." ”