"This is the true way child!"

After Jia Kedao heard about Meng Ting's matter, he couldn't help but sigh lightly.

There is no doubt that it is very unacceptable for people to be willing to give up the job they have already found in order to enter the Taoist temple like this.

However, at this time, Jia Kedao didn't have many robes, after all, Jia Kedao went to City C and brought two spare robes, and he didn't think of this problem at all.

Jia Kedao originally planned to give the three of them a few days off to go home and have a look, but they didn't expect the three of them to say no.

Zhang Qingming and Liu Qingyun are completely unnecessary to do this, and Meng Ting is worried that he will be interrogated by his parents after returning home, this is his dream to be a Taoist priest since he was a child, but if he lets his parents know, I am afraid that this Taoist priest will not be able to do it, it is better to make mature rice with raw rice.

Since the three of them were willing to go to the Taoist temple immediately, Jia Kedao didn't persuade him anymore, left the talent market, recruited a taxi on the side of the road, and negotiated the price.

When the taxi arrived in the county seat of Beshan, it was completely dark.

At this time, it is a little inappropriate to rush to the mountain road, after all, among the three Meng Ting, except for Zhang Qingming, who is more suitable for the mountain road, the other two may not have walked much in their lives.

Therefore, Jia Kedao simply booked a room in the hotel.

After finding a restaurant nearby, Jia Kedao walked into a tailor shop with a few people.

With the height of the modern garment industry, whether it is a big city or a small county town, there are very few tailor shops.

This tailor shop is the fixed point of Lao Junguan.

From the generation of Lao Guan Lord's master, Lao Junguan's Taoist robes were ordered in this tailor shop.

Therefore, the middle-aged tailor who had just walked into the tailor's shop and was busy cutting cloth in Jia Kedao beckoned: "Daoist Mingyang, you are here, are you ordering a robe or repairing?"

Don't blame the middle-aged tailor for asking, because for a considerable period of time, Lao Junguan's financial situation is on the verge of bankruptcy, so that Jia Kedao and Lao Guan have not been able to make a Taoist robe for several years, and more often they ask the tailor to help repair it, so as to make the robe beautiful and generous to extend the service life.

Repair?Jia Kedao snorted coldly, Dao Ye is now, what else is there to repair?

"Immeasurable Tianzun, Master Ji, the poor Dao has recruited a few Taoist children, you measure the length of the Dao for them, each person makes three Taoist robes, the hat and crown and shoes are all matched, the fabric should be the best, don't use the bad ones to fool the poor Dao. ”

As soon as Jia Kedao said this, Master Ji's face was a little excited, this is a big deal, it seems that burning incense for the Buddha Sanqing has really begun to be transferred.

You must know that the fabric of this robe can't be too bad, from the fabric to the handiwork, plus the hat and crown, shoes, each robe will cost at least two hundred, not to mention that Jia Kedao wants the best, and this set will go straight to four hundred.

Look at the four people behind Jia Kedao, each with three sets, then it is fifteen sets, which is more than six thousand yuan.

For Master Ji, such a big business can't be encountered once in a few months.

When a big customer came to the door, he naturally had to wait thoughtfully, Master Ji hurriedly called his wife out, mixed tea and poured water, and he took a tape measure and measured it one by one.

Jia Kedao also wants to make a few sets of new clothes, but he is not in a hurry, and he will wait for a few Taoist children to measure them.

Sitting on the chair, Jia Kedao took the teacup and slowly tasted it.

Just when it was Jia Kedao's turn, a bald head came out from behind the tailor's shop.

Wrong, it's a bald donkey! Jia Kedao almost squirted the tea in his mouth on the bald head.

This monk, he knows!

"Amitabha, the head of Mingyang Dao, the poor monk is polite. ”

The bald monk was wearing a yellow monk's robe, with a string of prayer beads hanging on his right hand, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw a room of Taoist priests, and then recognized Jia Kedao, his face was a little not good-looking, but he still bowed to Jia Kedao.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the great monk of Kuzen, he is poor and polite, I don't know where the great monk of Kuzen has been rich recently?"

Jia Kedao's face was also not very good, but the other party saluted, and he was not very embarrassed, but after the salute, Jia Kedao's words were not very good.

Isn't this a satire on this bitter Zen monk who does not abide by pure cultivation and is corrupt and greedy?

This bitter Zen is presided over by Lingyun Temple in Bishan County.

The religious cause of Bishan County is not reached, there are only two temples such as Lingyun Temple and Laojun Temple.

And Buddhism and Taoism have been on the opposite side since ancient times, and now although they are not as good as in ancient times, the relationship between this temple and one view is not very good.

I won't talk much about the distant disputes, just talk about the things that happened after Jia Kedao became the Lord of the Gods.

Five years ago, a family held a funeral, and had already invited Lao Junguan to the head, Jia Kedao prepared a qiē instrument for doing things, but the other party was not very embarrassed to say that the old lady believed in Buddhism and hoped that the monk would do things for the old man.

So far, the income of 200 yuan has disappeared.

Afterwards, Jia Kedao learned that it was Lingyun Temple that robbed his business.

However, soon, Jia Kedao retaliated and robbed a ritual that originally belonged to Lingyun Temple, and the means was that the asking price was fifty yuan less than that of Lingyun Temple.

Since then, this temple has been closed as soon as possible, you rob my Dharma, I rob your pilgrims.

However, the distance between the two is not too far, more than 20 kilometers.

However, the loss of Lao Junguan is far greater than that of Lingyun Temple.

No way, monks are more popular than Taoist priests these days.

After a few years, Lingyun Temple was so fat that it flowed oil, and Lao Junguan almost couldn't even eat, and the territory was completely shrunk, except for Jiashan Village, which was considered a native of the hometown, Lingyun Temple could not invade, and the rest of the rest of Beishan County, whether it was ritual or burning incense, was occupied by Lingyun Temple.

In this way, Jia Kedao's dissatisfaction with the Kuzen monk can be imagined.

But when he was rich, when he met this bitter Zen monk, Jia Kedao's words were naturally not too good.

"Daoist Mingyang, what you said is not right, where will the poor monk have any wealth, every bit is a gift from the donors, just eat enough, but it is not as good as Lao Junguan, hahaha. ”

The bitter Zen monk originally relied on eloquence to eat, so naturally he would not show weakness, but instead mocked Jia Kedao, which implied that Lao Junguan couldn't even afford to eat, so that Jia Kedao almost started to do it directly.

"It can always send its desires, and its heart is quiet, and its heart is clear and clear. Naturally, the six desires are not born, and the three poisons are eliminated" Jia Kedao showed that his mind was a little unstable, and he actually angered this bald donkey, and hurriedly recited a Taishang Pure Sutra in his heart, suppressing the fire in his heart.

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