Cao Yanbing happily watched Fan Wei leave, and then whispered with a hint of cold disdain.

Did he really regard Fan Wei as a friend? No, no matter who is suddenly good to him, he will be a little wary, not to mention, this is still a deacon of the Zhang family.

Cao Yanbing believed that Fan Wei had an ulterior secret.

"Donor, I've found you!"

"What? What's the matter with me? ”

"Isn't it that you donated five hundred taels of sesame oil money to our Hongyuan Temple, and our prison wants to replace our abbot who has not yet returned, to express our gratitude to Hongyuan Temple."

"What? How much was donated? ”

"Five hundred taels."

"Who donated it?"

"Donor, don't tease the little monk and me, of course who else is besides you!"

"But I haven't donated anything!"

This little monk was also confused by his identity, and said directly: "Donor, are you Cao Yanbing?" ”

"yes, it's me."

The little monk's hanging heart was put down for most of the time, if he found the wrong person, the prison would know, and he would have to go to recite the scriptures and repent of his sins alone.

The little monk was still a little relaxed now, he was Cao Yanbing, and then he began to say: "Then donor, are you a friend of Fan Wei's benefactor?" ”

"It's not a friend, it's just a guy I just met."

The little monk smiled and recited the phrase "Amitabha".

It seemed that the little monk was completely relieved, "Donor, it doesn't matter if you are a friend of Fan Wei's benefactor, but now I can be sure that you are the pilgrim who donated money just now!" ”

"You mean that Fan Wei donated five hundred taels to me just now?"

"The donor treats my temple like this, and the Buddha will definitely bless the donor in the future."

"Is the sesame oil money of your Hongganji Temple so expensive? It costs 500 taels to burn a stick of incense!! ”

The little monk said with some grievances: "Donor, these are what you donated to the small temple, but it is not the money to burn incense, our abbot said, as long as there are pilgrims to burn incense, it is free, donor, you don't wronged the small temple." ”

"Although the small temple is not as good as those big temples in the capital, the incense is vigorous, and it is not to the point that the pilgrims have to pay for it themselves!"

As the little monk spoke, he shed tears, which made Cao Yanbing feel a little guilty, this kind of pure place of Buddhism, he actually made a little novice cry, what is going on.

"Yes... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. Cao Yanbing broke out in a cold sweat and said to the little monk: "Little monk, you say, can you return this money?" ”

"The little monk doesn't know what the donor will say." The little monk wiped his tears, and Cao Yanbing's tone softened suddenly.

"No, just return the five hundred taels to me..."

"The little monk doesn't know, the little monk just came to invite the donor to his meditation room for a while, and the other monks don't know anything."

Cao Yanbing didn't know that it was that sentence that made the little monk Meng Shou a great grievance, but obviously now was not the time to think about this, because there were already passing pilgrims pointing at this side.

Cao Yanbing said to the little monk: "Little monk, you should take me to your prison." ”

"Oh." The little monk wiped his tears with his sleeve and walked towards the side of the Daxiong Treasure Hall with Cao Yanbing.

After they left, pilgrims could be heard pointing behind them and saying words of retribution.

Cao Yanbing said with a little weakness: "Little monk, don't cry, what should you do if you cry and let others misunderstand?" ”

"I... I didn't cry, I just felt wronged. ”

"Huh? Feeling aggrieved? What did I say that made you feel aggrieved? If I admit my mistake, if you continue to cry like this, I will not only be beaten to death by the pilgrims who go up the mountain to burn incense, but your brothers and sisters will not let it go. ”

"Please, little ancestor, I am now living in your squatter house in Hongyuan Temple, if you continue to cry like this, I will be homeless."

The little monk turned around, his eyes were full of pity, but the sound of sobbing still couldn't stop, "Donor, you are really a good person." ”

"Huh? How so? ”

"You yourself are homeless, and you have to donate these silver taels to our temple, and you will definitely live a safe life."

Cao Yanbing sneered in his heart and thought: "If I am really homeless, and I have to donate all my money, then it is called not being able to live a peaceful life." ”

Walking to the side of the prison yard, Cao Yanbing's pupils dilated again, and then looked at the prison master nervously.

This prison can be described as a tiger's back, with a beard on his face, and a beard full of Zari's beard, as if there are many knives and guns.

Seeing the little monk crying, he directly glared at two eyes the size of copper bells, and his eyes were full of fierceness.

"Donor, are you embarrassing the people of this temple? Although you donated 500 taels, this temple does not support the uncle! ”

Cao Yanbing looked at the prison that was two circles larger than his body, and he directly lost his previous determination to ask for money, "Hehe, no, this is the little monk who feels sorry for my family background, you say... Say... Is it a little monk. ”

The prison moved its gaze to the little monk, and the little monk said, "Prison, this donor wants to return the money." ”

The momentum of the whole person in the prison is on the other side, as if Cao Yanbing only needs to answer one yes now, he will directly kill Cao Yanbing here.

Cao Yanbing hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, how can it be, how can I go back with the money donated to the temple?" ”

"Donor, that's not what you said just now!"

"Huh?!"

Cao Yanbing hurriedly covered the little monk's mouth and said to the prison: "Tong... Childlike words. Hey... Hey..."

The prison directly put away his momentum and turned into a simple monk, "In this case, don't disturb the donor, the donor's great kindness, we will always remember it in our hearts, and when we wait for the thanksgiving meeting of this temple, we will definitely pray for the donor five hundred times." ”

"Okay, donor, the little monk won't bother you."

The meaning of this prison is obvious, it is to send off guests, Cao Yanbing retreated and smiled at this prison, afraid that this honest person would suddenly become the ghost just now.

It seems that he is going to owe the five hundred taels of money, Cao Yanbing has a headache when he thinks of this, and now although he is Jing Zhaoyin of the capital, he is infinitely beautiful, but who will know his current sorrow.

Five hundred taels of silver, thinking about how many years after his own money, Cao Yanbing is really afraid that he will not be able to finish these silver taels, who knows when he will annoy the son of that family, or the minister of the palace.

"It's a terrible life."

Cao Yanbing still doesn't know why this Fan Wei has so much money, is it possible that this Zhang family treats his subordinates so well?

If everything is so good, Cao Yanbing wants to resign in the future, or after being dismissed, he will go to Zhang's house to be a servant with Fan Wei's way.

But these are all things he thinks casually, and there must be demons when things go wrong, so he doesn't believe in anything at first sight.

Fan Wei also returned to his master's side at this time, the nail palace mage was already gone, seeing his apprentice come back so early, Mo Yan was a little surprised, but he didn't ask anything, among these apprentices, only Fan Wei knew how to measure, and none of the others didn't know the depth.

If Fan Wei has any shortcomings, there are also them, with this shortcoming, he is destined not to be the heir to his mantle, this shortcoming is that Fan Wei's martial arts are too low, and it is not enough to see at all.

"Hey, Fan Wei, in the future, you will have to worry less about trivial things and practice more martial arts, you can see that you used to be in the same realm as Qianzhi girl, after so many years, you have already been dumped by your little junior sister."

"Master, how can this kind of thing come in a hurry, besides, Senior Sister is also very talented, and she is the most promising candidate among us to inherit your mantle."

"Hey, Qianzhi girl is good at everything, she just likes to think more, and she is not as reliable as you, if you are in the realm of Qianzhi girl..."

"Master, now Qianzhi is still young, and when she matures in a few years, she will know the stakes, and she will not think about the present in the future, only taking care of the present, and not thinking about the future."

"Hey, the cost of befriending that son this time, the teacher will pay for you, although you do it according to your ideas, nail the old bald donkey in the palace, don't look at him as unreliable, but he still has some ability."

"Master, I don't know what the Nail Palace Master is going back to Beijing for this time?"

"I don't know, although the teacher gets along with the bald man of the nail palace, that guy is an old monster, and he is inferior to that medical saint."

"As for returning to Beijing this time, I really can't guess what he wants to do, but the matter must be not small, after all, he has come back, and there is no precedent for the bald man to go out to travel in the palace before."

"So something big has happened in Beijing?"

"I don't know if I'm a teacher, maybe it's still a five-year Buddhist conference to be held, and the bald man of the nail palace will come back to tell the Dharma to the later bald donkeys."

This sentence is obviously Mo Yan comforting himself, although he doesn't know many things about the bald man in the nail palace, but judging from his decades of friendship with the bald man in the nail palace, it is not a trivial matter for the bald man to come back this time.

In addition, he said before that it was about Xiao Qi, so it can be seen that this matter must be on Xiao Qi's body, which can be regarded as the only hint given to Mo Yan by the nail palace, as for wanting to know more?

That's impossible!

Mo Yan sighed and said to Fan Wei: "After this matter is completed, you will stay by Xiao Qi's side in the future." ”

"Isn't there still Xiao Qi by his side..."

The scope wanted to talk about Liu Yunhua and Xue Yi, but seeing that Mo Yan's expression was full of worry, he seemed to feel that something bad was happening.

"But don't worry too much, do the current things well, everything is still the prince, no matter how bad it is, there is still the master here."

"The sky can't fall."