Chapter 92: Poor Road
Wu Laodao's heart beat faster, and he now understands that this Miss Mo is here to rob. He looked at Zhang Siye, he didn't understand what Zhang Siye's idea was.
Mo Yanfei said slowly: "Since fifty yuan of oceans is enough for the expenses of your master and apprentice for a year, then the incense money for so many years and the reward money for fortune-telling and talisman asking for fortunes from you add up to thousands of oceans, right?" I ask you to donate 600 yuan today, which is really a little, I don't think you will be embarrassed by 1,000 yuan. ”
Wu Laodao said with a smile: "Master Mo Shi is really good at laughing, my small Taoist temple, where can there be so many inputs, it would be good to be able to solve the three meals a day of our master and apprentice." ”
Mo Yanfei didn't look at the old Wu Dao, she turned her ring intently: "If you pass by, look at the blue brick house of Baiyun Temple, and don't see pilgrims, maybe you will feel that this Taoist view is bitter." But I am a native of Fengcheng, so I naturally know why this temple 'does not see pilgrims'. ”
Wu Laodao has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and in his early years, he often had a boat capsized in the gutter, and it was common for him to be approached by the enemy. He has seen the world; After the wind and waves, although he didn't know how he offended Mo Yanfei, he didn't pay much attention to a little police chief's daughter.
Wu Laodao began to be silent in line with the principle of not changing everything.
Mo Yanfei saw that Wu Laodao was silent, and she didn't care, she still turned her ring by herself: "I have been relatively free in the past two days, and I have looked through the old accounts. I found out that fourteen years ago, the eldest lady of the Zhang family saved 500 yuan in this Baiyun Temple, and I think this eldest lady has been gone for two years, so I will make the decision for her with this money and give her a meritorious service. ”
Wu Laodao heard Mo Yanfei mention the five hundred oceans, and asked, "Master Mo, I don't know where the five hundred oceans you said came from?" ”
Mo Yanfei finally raised his head and looked at Wu Lao Dao: "We are all understanding people, don't waste time, Mrs. Zhang has a kindness to me, I can't know that after she gave you five hundred oceans, nothing happened." Now I will give you a chance to cultivate merit, you take out 600 oceans and donate them in the name of Baiyun Temple, and in the end, you will also gain fame and fortune. ”
Wu Laodao looked at Mo Yanfei: "Miss Mo, you said it easily, but where do you ask me to get these six hundred oceans?" ”
"Daochang Wu, don't cry with me. With 500 yuan back then and so many years of profits, did I let you pay more than 600 yuan? ”
"Miss Mo, you keep saying that the eldest lady gave me five hundred yuan, do you have a credential?"
Mo Yanfei said with a smile: "Do you still need a credential between you and me?" ”
Wu Lao Dao frowned: "There is no evidence, you are trying to slander the poor." ”
"Don't mention the word 'poor road' to me, if you are poor, no one will dare to say rich."
Wu Laodao looked at Zhang Siye: "Fourth master, when the eldest lady was alive, you often came to this Baiyun Temple with the eldest wife, and you also saw the eldest lady giving incense money, but I used the money to buy fragrant wax and fruits, and I didn't dare to keep it myself." ”
Zhang Siye looked at Wu Laodao and said with a cold face: "Wu Zhenren, let's tell the truth, back then, you asked my sister-in-law to spend 500 yuan to ask for Jing'er's life, my sister-in-law was willing to spend it, and I didn't stop it, but Jing'er is gone now, I'm in a bad mood, and when I think of this, my heart is even more awkward." I will give you two ways today, one is to take 600 yuan of ocean and do what Mo Yanfei said; The second is to leave Fengcheng and don't let me see you again. ”
Wu Laodao looked at Zhang Siye with a surprised expression: "Fourth Master, I think there must be a misunderstanding here." ”
Zhang Siye said lightly: "There is no misunderstanding, you can make a decision as soon as possible." ”
Wu Laodao stomped his feet: "You guys are slandering people." ”
Mo Yanfei said with a smile: "Daochang Wu, you can't say that, I'm a policeman, how can I do such a criminal thing as slandering people." ”
"Poor Dao has no money, but you want to force Poor Dao to take out six hundred oceans, isn't this a slander?"
Zhang Siye's face sank: "Wu Zhenren, how much money my sister-in-law donates to Baiyunguan in a year, do you think I don't know?" ”
Mo Yanfei said with a frown on the side: "Daoist Wu, if you really don't have any money, this matter will be troublesome." Where have you spent all your money over the years? ”
Wu Laodao asked rhetorically: "Miss Mo, is it possible that I, the Baiyun Temple, don't need to use money to open the door every day?" ”
Mo Yanfei blinked: "Didn't you say that fifty oceans is enough for your master and apprentice to live for a year." She suddenly realized and said in surprise: "Could it be that you secretly supported the bandits of Erlong Mountain?" ”
Wu Laodao was frightened by Mo Yanfei into a cold sweat: "Miss Mo, don't talk nonsense, it will kill someone." ”
Mo Yanfei raised his eyebrows: "Then where is your money hidden?" Is it buried in the ground? ”
Wu Lao Dao was heartbroken: "Miss Mo, the money and materials donated by the donor are all used for Dharma affairs, and no one will be kept privately." ”
Mo Yanfei smiled innocently: "Do you guess other people will believe it?" ”
Wu Laodao swore and said: "Poor Dao has a clear conscience." ”
Zhang Siye stood up and said to Mo Yanfei: "Since he has made a decision, let's go." ”
Mo Yanfei also got up: "Alas, it's really difficult to be a good person these days, I thought about it for two days to come up with such a good idea with immeasurable merits, and you still don't appreciate it." ”
Mo Yanfei walked to the door and muttered in a voice that Wu Laodao could hear: "Uncle Zhang is not as easy to talk as I am." ”
Wu Laodao was shocked, Mo Yanfei was right, although Zhang Siye let out his words, he could ask Mayor Jiang's wife to go to Zhang Siye to intercede for him, but what about the Zhang family's uncle? Uncle Zhang is not so kind as he looks on his face, he knows that he received 500 yuan from his eldest wife to ask for his daughter's life, but his daughter still died early, can the uncle act as if nothing happened?
Mo Yanfei said to Zhang Siye: "Tomorrow the streets and alleys of Fengcheng will be discussed, our Baiyun Temple in Fengcheng has five or six hundred yuan of incense money a year, but this money is missing. Guess what's going on with the money? ”
Zhang Siye turned his head and glanced at the main hall: "Where did the money go, I don't know, I just have a premonition that this Baiyun Temple is going to have a bloody disaster." ”
Zhang Siye looked at Wu Lao Dao and said with a sincere face: "Real person, you quickly calculate a hexagram and see how to solve this bloody disaster." ”
Wu Laodao stared at Fourth Master Zhang: "Fourth Master, we have something to discuss." ”
Zhang Siye snorted coldly: "What else are you discussing?" ”
"Since Daochang Wu doesn't want this merit, then let's go to Daochang Li and ask him if he wants it." Mo Yanfei said and took Zhang Siye's arm and walked out.