The old monk's gaze slowly moved towards Lin Su, the light in his eyes disappeared instantly, and his face sank: "What does the donor mean?" ”

He actually broke the convention - he didn't renew and spoke.

However, the Lin family's Grade A Baiyunbian is actually a hard currency, and the ten altars of Baiyunbian are worth at least three thousand taels.

In this sense, there is nothing wrong with him opening his mouth.

Lin Su turned his mind around, but there was a smile on his face: "The master has worked hard to cultivate, I will send some wine to the master today, this wine is Grade A, there is no one on the market, the master is a master outside the world, and he will be able to know the wonder of this wine." ”

"Amitabha! Buddhism is pure, but wine is the source of misfortune! This pool is the pool of misfortune, and the poor monk is the benefactor to turn this unvain misfortune, Amitabha! ”

As soon as the voice fell, the old monk stretched out his sleeves in his hand, and the ten jars of wine on the ground flew up at the same time, boom!

Pour into the pool.

Lin Su was stunned......

My day!

Old monk, do you want to be so duplicitous?

You are clearly a wine and meat monk, if you want to publicize it, don't use this Grade A white cloud to publicize it, the cost is a bit high! How good it is for you to buy a piece of meat and throw it in the pond to feed the fish, these ten jars of wine are poured into such a small pool, are you not afraid that the fish in it will turn white?

The little monk was beside him, looking at the master with a look of admiration.

Lin Su suddenly felt that something was wrong.

As soon as he came out of the thousand-degree child, staring at the pool, his heart beat faster......

What did he see?

When the wine in the air fell, it was clear that it did not blend with the water of the pool, but entered a place in the pool, and what was there in that place? A teapot!

These ten jars of wine were not actually poured into the pool, but into a teapot!

Across a pool of water, pouring wine into a teapot, this thing is a fantasy, if it weren't for the fact that he has a thousand degrees of children, if it weren't for the fact that he is also proficient in the laws of space, he would never have found out.

Okay, you old monk, play the plank road with me face to face, and secretly cross Chen Cang!

The wine was poured and the teapot was gone.

Lin Su rolled his eyes: "Master, the doom is over, can you accompany me to discuss the Tao?" ”

"Donor, please enter the pavilion!"

Lin Su followed him into a pavilion behind him, this was not the pavilion infested with snakes and insects that day, this pavilion was at least quite clean.

"Money heart! Serve tea to the donor! The old monk ordered.

"Yes! Master! The little monk quickly ran to a side hall next to him, and quickly brought Lin Su a pot of tea.

"Your name is Qian Xin?" Lin Su Dao.

"Yes, donor!"

"There is money in the heart, but there is only money in the eyes, is this the meaning?" Lin Su slanted his gaze.

The little monk bowed and said: "The name of the little monk is given by the master, and the little monk is dull and does not know the meaning of the master." ”

kicked the ball to the old monk's side.

The old monk smiled and said: "Money is a thing, it integrates the thousands of characteristics of red dust, the Buddha comes from the red dust, and also comes out of the red dust, and the heart of the Buddha is seen only when the heart of money is understood." ”

"Master Xie explains the law!" The little monk clasped his hands together, and the treasure was solemn.

Lin Su was also very solemn: "Admire, admire!" ”

He only said admiration, did not say what he admired, what he admired most was this old monk, who loved wine and could pour wine, love money and reason, and said it one by one, the image of the monk was not only not decreasing under the bad root of greed for money and good wine, but increasing......

"The donor came three times, and I am also destined for my Buddha, what is the matter, but it doesn't hurt to say." The old monk took out a teapot, poured himself a cup, and held up the teacup and said.

Lin Su's eyes must have been on his teapot, and his eyes were a little straight:

"Master, you're drinking ......"

"Shimizu!"

"Can you pour a cup for Xiaosheng too?"

"Can't!"

"Why is that?"

The old monk said: "This is rootless water, the old man has already cut off the red dust, so he can drink rootless water, and the donor is in his prime, how can he do this rootless thing?" ”

Lin Su slapped his forehead: "Okay! I drink tea, you drink ...... Water! ”

In his heart is 10,000 alpacas running and roaring there......

Old monk, you can look down on my eyes, you can't look down on my nose!

You think I really don't know what you're drinking?

It's wine!

And it's the ten altars of white clouds that you just preached and poured into the pool in a high-profile manner!

I smell the familiar smell of wine!

You drink my wine, tease my sense of smell, and dare to squeeze me with the rhetoric of "cutting off children and grandchildren"?

Forget it, I don't care about you stinky bald head with no bottom line!

Get down to business!

Lin Su said: "Master, today Xiaosheng came, there is indeed a matter to ask, that day Dingnan Hou made a special trip to Xixin Temple, asked for a message, I don't know if the master opened it." ”

The old monk's face was flushed: "There is an endless stream of people who come to Xixin Temple to ask for advice, and there are countless high-ranking officials in the court, the poor monk thinks about it...... Dingnan Hou! Right! Right! It was prescribed by a poor monk. ”

"What?"

"Three in one, break the catastrophe!" The red light on the old monk's face became more and more thick: "Today's Lin Mansion, the literary road, the official road, the business road, the Tao is outstanding, showing the image of great prosperity, the old man said it on the same day, and it was completely fulfilled, good and good!" ”

Lin Su was dumbfounded: "Three ways in one, the master's understanding is: Wendao, official Tao and business Dao?" ”

"What else can there be besides the cultural way, the official way and the business way? As a Buddhist master, the poor monk can never say crooked ways. The master looked at him drunkenly, and Lin Su clearly felt that he seemed to have drunk too much.

Lin Su's heart was swept by the alpaca again......

I've dealt with monks, I've dealt with drunkards, but I've dealt with both monks and drunkards......

Forget it, I'll throw in the towel! I'm gone!

Lin Su got up: "Farewell!" ”

The master was a little surprised: "The donor came here today, don't you want to ask for a confession for yourself?" The old monk's advice, but the dignitaries and nobles compete for it, and only a thousand taels of sesame oil money. ”

Lin Su said: "The master is kind, Xiaosheng understands it, however, Xiaosheng does not want to be guided by others, whether it is a god or a Buddha, he will not accept it!" Therefore, the master's advice, I dare not accept it! Let's go! ”

Turn around directly.

The old monk sighed in the back: "Young people are in their prime, sharp and volleying, naturally do not believe in Buddhism, but the things of Hongchen, mysterious and free, it is difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction, the so-called flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, and then the time passes, flowers are still flowers, fog is still fog ......"

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In his long speech, Lin Su walked out of the Xixin Temple and stepped out of the temple gate, and the last four words were really muted, these four words were: "Amitabha"!

Lin Su reluctantly positioned.

Entering the Xixin Temple today, he actually secretly left a heart.

He was always counting how many words the old monk had spoken.

How many words did the old monk say in total?

From the time he gave out the Baiyunbian wine to the end of "Amitabha", the old monk said a total of 2,000 words! No more, no less, integer 2000!

Old bald head, do you still strictly insist on one or two silver words this time?

I'm going to make you wrong!

I never believe that the price of Grade A Baiyunbian in Huichang is only 200 taels of silver!

Lin Su didn't know if he was idle, or he had to be more serious with him, so he ran to the Qinglou opposite and really inquired......

Opposite the green building below is the restaurant, the shopkeeper saw this young man in a scribe's clothes coming, very enthusiastic, eager to pull him upstairs to pick flowers on the spot, Lin Su asked him, you here, how much is a jar by the Grade A white cloud?

Grade A white clouds?

There is no such thing at this time, but the old man already has a way, and he will be able to get a batch soon, how much is the son willing to pay?

"200 taels!" Lin Su stretched out two fingers.

The old shopkeeper's head shook like a rattle, the price of the son, it is impossible to buy it all over the world, and the old man also gave the son a real price, 300 taels of an altar! There is no point missing!

300 taels of silver for one altar, ten altars is 3,000 taels!

This is consistent with Lin Su's own cognition!

In other words, today's old monk of Xixin Temple is finally wrong.

I will give you 3,000 taels of silver, you only say 2,000 words, a difference of 1,000 taels, although this matter is generally a loss for Lin Su, but I am willing to make your old monk who has never been wrong wrong once!

At this moment, a sentence suddenly appeared in Lin Su's heart......

"A proverb is a thousand taels of silver......"

I c!

Lin Su almost bounced......

Could it be that the poor 1,000 taels of sons were added to the "proverbs"?

The old monk said a bunch of words later, which was forced into him?

What is it? Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, and then the mirror moves, flowers are still flowers, fog is still fog......

I c the eighth generation ancestor of your family, can you speak human words?

Lin Su looked at the Washing Heart Temple with a little anger......

Suddenly, he was stunned......

He saw someone, someone he had never expected.

This is a beautiful woman, holding a parasol, elegantly and chicly pushing open the temple gate of the temple.

Motohime!

It's her!

Wu Ji actually didn't know why she wanted to enter the Washing Heart Temple, she was just a little confused in her heart, and wanted to seek a clear way, and she heard that the master of the Washing Heart Temple was the best at solving the calamity for people, so she came.

However, as soon as she entered the door, she suspected that she had come to the wrong place.

Because a little monk with an extremely shiny scalp clearly exudes the atmosphere of a philistine, and he clearly asks for money directly.

She gave two taels of silver, which is really a lot for a person who enters the temple to ask for a signature, and only a top cultivator like her would be so generous.

But she never expected that what happened next completely subverted her three views.

She paid two taels of silver, in exchange for only two words from the master: drink tea!

Pointing to the half cup of residual tea in front of her, this is clearly someone else's tea!

Yuan Ji is a very gentle person, in the face of such a "brightly colored" insult, she was not angry, but calmly told the master that the little woman has been restless recently, and I don't know if she can tell the master frankly and change the master's sincere guidance.

After her request, the master quietly sipped the tea without saying a word.

Yuan Ji smelled the smell of wine in the air, and his eyes were gradually attracted by the filth on the master's body......

The little monk next to him translated: one or two pieces of silver for one word of proverb......

It means that you ran out of two taels of silver just now, and you have to add money to renew!

Yuan Ji stood up reluctantly, and used up her life's cultivation before she didn't splash the residual tea in front of her on the old monk's slightly drunk face......

Knock the door out!

Facts have proved that the biggest reason for the dilapidated temple gate of Xixin Temple is that people often "dump" it.

Yuan Ji stepped out of the temple gate, and was about to rise to the sky, and in her imagination, it should be to sweep over the Xixin Temple, release the breath on her body, and then under the panicked gaze of the two thief monks, she broke through the sky and gave them a wake-up call.

However, a voice suddenly came......