The vegetable garden of the temple was destroyed by wild beasts, and Jiang Liu naturally reported this matter to Elder Fa Ming.

Before breakfast, up and down the Jinshan Temple, including Jiang Liu himself, all five people came to the vegetable garden to take a look.

"It should be a wild boar, right?".

Looking at the messy appearance in the vegetable garden, some fat Xuan Ming guessed that even if ordinary beasts sneaked in to eat some food, they would not destroy the vegetable garden.

"Amitabha, Xuankong, I'll leave it to you here", seeing the messy appearance in the vegetable garden, the old Fa Ming presided over the Buddha in a low voice, and then said to the sturdy Xuankong next to him.

"Master, I know", with an angry look on his face, Senior Brother Xuankong nodded heavily.

Most of the work in the vegetable garden and farmland in the temple is the responsibility of Senior Brother Xuankong, so the vegetable field and farmland have almost poured most of Senior Brother Xuankong's efforts, and seeing that the vegetable garden is destroyed, Xuankong is naturally angry.

"Remember, the monks are merciful, if they catch the murderer and run away, let it not dare to come again, don't hurt his life", it can be seen that Xuankong had anger on his face, and the old Fa Ming presided over another sentence.

Although there was some loss in the vegetable garden, it was just a rebellion by wild beasts, and after learning about it, everyone returned to the room.

Each person has a big bowl of green vegetables and chive noodles, even if there is no one with any dishes, everyone eats very deliciously.

Especially some obese senior brother Xuanming, he couldn't help but praise Jiang Liu every time, especially referring to the food he cooked, and there was never any bitterness.

Regarding Senior Brother Xuanming's praise, Jiang Liu just smiled slightly.

Crossing to Jinshan Temple, I don't know if it's because of the restrictions of the times, or because Jinshan Temple is too poor, the salt used in the room is very rough kind, this is used to make dishes, although it can also supplement the salt of the human body, the dishes that can be made can be eaten in the past, it is inevitable that there will be some bitterness.

So, Jiang Liu got some tools and purified the salt used in the room.

"By the way, Master, I'm going down the mountain today, Zhang Yuanwai's house under the mountain is restless, and there is a suspicion of a haunting ghost, so I will invest one or two taels of silver, and let me go to recite the scriptures for a ......", at the dinner table, Senior Brother Xuanwu, who has always been silent, suddenly spoke.

"Oh, is it, then you can go back quickly......", hearing this, the eyes of the old host Fa Ming lit up a little, and he nodded heavily.

Jinshan Temple is so poor that there is not a single pilgrim for three or five days, let alone any sesame oil money left.

Naturally, the ritual is more than the money donated by the pilgrims, even if it is just a very simple ritual to transcend the undead.

"One or two taels of silver? This is worthy of a well-known wealthy family in Jinshan Village under the mountain, this is enough for 1,200 copper plates, two copper plates can buy a steamed cake, 600 steamed cakes, enough for me to eat for many days......", Senior Brother Xuankong, snapping his fingers, muttered in a low voice.

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, don't hurry up and stay in the Buddhist hall, there will be no pilgrims in the temple for five days", listening to Xuan Ming's words, the old host of Fa Ming next to him said angrily.

As a monk of Jinshan Temple, Xuan Ming is responsible for the work of receiving pilgrims in the temple, and it is not usual that there are no pilgrims, but he is used to it anyway.

But today, Xuanwu has Dharma things to do, and he can take one or two taels of silver, but Xuanming has no pilgrims for five days, and in comparison, the gap is reflected.

"Sure enough?", Jiang Liu did not interject in the conversation between the old host and several senior brothers, but in his heart, he was secretly groaning.

Senior Brother Xuanwu went down the mountain to chant the scriptures to surpass the soul, in this world, is there really the existence of demons and monsters?

Originally, Jiang Liu was very interested in these fantasy supernatural phenomena and wanted to follow them down the mountain to see the world.

However, thinking that Senior Brother Xuanwu went to transcend and dealt with the dead soul, Jiang Liu's heart trembled slightly, and he shook his head secretly, and this thought immediately disappeared.

"By the way, Xuanwu, after you get the silver, remember to buy a little lamp oil and come back, and there is incense", after chatting a few words, the old host of Fa Ming suddenly reminded.

"There is also not much vegetable oil, salt, and soy sauce in the kitchen," Jiang Liu also interjected.

"The hoe is rotten, junior brother will help me buy a hoe and come back", Senior Brother Xuankong also hurriedly spoke.

The temple was destitute, and when they heard that there was soon a deposit of two or two pieces of silver, they each put forward their needs.

Xuan Wu secretly thought about it, if he really wanted to supplement these things, at least half of the silver would be spent, and he secretly shook his head helplessly.

After breakfast, everything that should be talked about was almost over, leaving Jiang Liu washing dishes and washing pots in the room, and the other senior brothers were also busy with their own affairs.

The elder Fa Ming continued to go back to the meditation room to chant the scriptures; Senior Brother Xuanwu simply cleaned up and went down the mountain to do business; and Senior Brother Xuankong rested in the vegetable garden.

As for Senior Brother Xuanming? Well, he is sleeping in the main hall, as a monk who knows the guest.

There were no pilgrims to go up the mountain to receive, and he was the most relaxed person in the temple.

In the evening, Xuanwu looked a little tired, and came back with a lot of things, of course, and the remaining five coins of silver.

On an ordinary day, nothing important happened, and for Jiang Liu, it was just a day closer to the gift of his own incense and the day when he was still vulgar.

In the evening, Senior Brother Xuankong did not go back to the meditation room to rest as usual, but guarded the vegetable garden.

After Jiang Liu rinsed it for a while, he thought about it, and he didn't rush to sleep, but walked over to the vegetable garden and sat down next to Senior Brother Xuankong.

said that he was chatting with him to relieve his boredom, but in fact, Jiang Liu also wanted to know some information about the world from his mouth as much as possible.

For example, do demons and monsters really exist?

For example, are there any immortal cultivators in this world, are there any immortals or the like......

"Demons and monsters, there have been since ancient times, what's so strange about this?".

"Immortals?".

As soon as he said this, Senior Brother Xuankong's expression became much more serious, and he stared at Jiang Liu seriously: "There are naturally immortals and bodhisattvas, don't you suspect that both bodhisattvas and Buddhas are vain?

Seeing Senior Brother Xuankong's serious appearance for the first time, Jiang Liu nodded, ready to admit his mistake.

It's just that before he could speak, Senior Brother Xuankong suddenly made a silent gesture to cover Jiang Liu's mouth.

窸窸窣窣窣......

Then the moonlight showed a rabbit the size of a wolfdog, with a pair of scarlet eyes, jumped several feet high, easily jumped over the fence of the vegetable garden, and wreaked havoc in the vegetable garden.

"Okay, what a big rabbit!", seeing this snow-white rabbit, Jiang Liu was secretly surprised in his heart.

Such a big rabbit, I don't want to say that I have seen it, and I have never even heard of it.

"This, snow-white rabbit? Could it be ......", looking at this rabbit that was too big to speak, Jiang Liu's mind remembered what the girl Gao Yang had said before.

The snow rabbit group seems to have demons, and there are so-called demon handsome?

What kind of monster is handsome, Jiang Liu doesn't know, but, as soon as it sounds, it seems to be very simple, right?

"Such a big rabbit? This is already a essence, isn't it? Hmph, you actually dare to come to my Jinshan Temple to make trouble and look for death!", looking at this rabbit the size of a wolf dog, he destroyed the vegetable garden that he had finally repaired, but Xuankong did not look afraid, but his face was gloomy.

As he spoke, Xuankong stood up, and a faint golden light appeared on a pair of fleshy palms......

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