"Shizi, King Xuan came to see the excitement because he heard that I asked people to sell combs to monks. Yun Ting explained.

Jun Yuan glared at him angrily, and his voice was full of warnings: "Stay away from Yun Ting in the future!"

"Yun Ting is a friend of this king, if she needs it, this king will be on call!" Mo Lengyan dropped a sentence and left directly.

Looking at his indifferent back, Jun Yuan's face turned black with anger.

"Shizi, your vinegar jar is going to be turned over again, King Xuan did help me a lot before, you will live in peace in the future, maybe if I am in danger in the future, I still need him to save me." Yun Ting said.

"Don't talk this nonsense, I'll protect you. Jun Yuanyou's face turned cold.

Yun Ting was extremely satisfied, and took Jun Yuanyou's hand back to the temple to rest.

In the next two days, Yun Ting went to the back kitchen of Qingyun Temple to teach everyone to make vegetarian hot pot, which suddenly changed the food of Qingyun Temple, and the host was full of praise.

In the past two days, the passenger flow of Qingyun Temple has increased unprecedentedly, so that Qingyun Temple and the mountain can not be opened, and many people sleep on the mountain road or roadside, just for the result of the third day.

Finally on the third day, the gate of Qingyun Temple opened early in the morning, Yun Ting and Jun Yuanyou walked out, King Xuan followed, followed by Master Qingyuan, who presided over it, and many other masters.

The crowd outside the temple all hula surrounded them, excited.

"Miss Yun, you won't be deliberately making things difficult for us by letting you sell the comb to the monk, in the past three days, we have wanted to break our scalp, and we have thought of all the ways we can think of and can't think of, but we haven't sold a single comb!"

"That's right, Miss Yun, if you don't want us to follow us, just say it, why bother with people. ”

"The monk didn't even have hair, and he asked them to sell them combs, which is simply a fool's dream. ”

The people accused Yun Ting one after another, saying that Yun Ting was playing tricks and deliberately making things difficult.

"Miss Yun, we didn't get the comb at all when we came late, and the comb at the foot of Qingyun Temple Mountain was also sold out, how can this be counted?" asked another person. wΑp

"If you can't get a comb, you can tell me what you think, and if the idea is feasible, it will be passed. Yun Ting replied.

Suddenly, everyone stood in a long row and lined up from the gate of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.

"Among the people who received the combs, could anyone sell a hundred?" Yun Ting asked.

"Miss Yun, we did it. It was the three people who had stayed before who spoke, and the host next to him also nodded lightly to prove it.

"In that case, the three of you will follow me in the future. Yun Ting was extremely satisfied.

"Yes. The three of them were overjoyed and immediately stood aside, and Miss Yun didn't even ask them how to do it, and this kind of trust made the three of them excited.

The others were all envious and hurriedly spoke.

"Miss Yun, I've thought of a way, I can sell the comb to the monk and let them tickle it, after all, if the back is itchy, I can't reach it!" said one of them.

"Can't they scratch each other, even if there is one person, at most it is enough to buy one handful, this one doesn't work, the next one. Yun Ting snorted lightly.

"It's still tickling, you can figure it out, I'll come, Miss Yun, I think I can let Monk Xu continue his hair, so that they can use it?"

Before Yun Ting could speak, the others suddenly burst out laughing, with a look of disdain: "Can a monk still be called a monk if he continues his hair, you can think of it." ”

"It doesn't work. Yun Ting vetoed.

"Miss Yun, you can sell the comb to the monks and let them put it in front of the Buddha statue for those who come to worship the Buddha to comb their hair to show everyone's respect for the Buddha. "The third humane.

Yun Ting glanced at the man: "You go and stay over there first." ”

The third person was pleasantly surprised and hurried over.

"Miss Yun, I also thought of this method just now, he said it, I didn't say it. The fourth man took advantage of the loophole.

"Everyone's approach must be different, and if you think of the same, I will only choose the person mentioned earlier. Yun Ting replied.

The man's face suddenly darkened, and he left in a huff.

The people behind continued to say all kinds of strange reasons and methods, and Yun Ting was speechless when she heard it.

Later, Jun Yuanyou asked Ling Feng to bring a few chairs and let everyone sit down and listen, this listening was heard from day to night, and it didn't end until dark.

In the end, more than a dozen people stayed, and the method was also extremely agreed by Yun Ting, it seems that this harvest is not bad.

The other people who were rejected were all angry: "Miss Yun, you let us think about it for three days but vetoed us, then you tell us, is there any way to sell a hundred combs?"

One person took the lead, and the other rejected people all coaxed, after all, everyone was holding their breath, and they couldn't do it.

Yun Ting glanced at those people coldly: "Since everyone wants to know, then I'll say a few casually." This is Qingyun Temple, the incense is prosperous, and there is also the founder of the mountain master Yuanwu, so many people come here.

Many people offer incense, and when they accumulate a certain amount, they can get a consecrated comb given by the host, which can be inscribed on it, Zen or Buddha, or the like.

This can not only encourage everyone's enthusiasm, but also promote the Buddhism and Zen of Qingyun Temple, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone.

Limited to 100 combs, each time the comb inscription is different, such as the collection of Buddha, Dharma, Zen, Yuan, and Enlightenment, five combs can be exempted from observing a Buddhist class. ia

Collect ten combs, the host will personally interpret the fortune telling for you, collect a hundred combs and you can see Master Yuanwu, and so on------

And usually people who have combs can enjoy discounts on incense or sesame oil money, which can not only improve everyone's sense of belonging to Qingyun Temple, but also promote Qingyun Temple, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone. ”

Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard this, no one expected that there would be this wave of operations, together with the previous dissatisfaction, anger, and hatred of Yun Ting, all of whom admired the five-body throw to the ground at this moment.

King Xuan's eyes, who had not spoken, were full of appreciation and admiration, worthy of Yun Ting, and there was a way.

The host was also extremely excited, worthy of Miss Yun, and the temple would do as she said in the future.

Outside the crowd, Fu Yichen looked proud: "Hurry up and give money, 10,000 taels, this son will say that Yun Ting will definitely win." ”

Qiao Yan's face was aggrieved, he regretted it at this moment, he had nothing to make a fuss, he originally wanted to come here to see Yun Ting's jokes, but he was slapped in the face by Yun Ting, so he reluctantly took out 10,000 taels of silver tickets.

"Yes, we can make more bets like this in the future. Fu Yichen said proudly.

He heard that Yun Ting asked people to sell combs to monks, so he immediately rushed over, and met Qiao Yanzhi halfway, Fu Yichen pulled him along, just enough to pit him.

I really didn't expect that one day he would actually earn 10,000 taels from Yun Ting, which felt quite cool.

March, early spring.

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The hazy sky, gray and black, exuded with heavy oppression, as if someone had splashed ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked the sky and blurred the clouds.

The clouds were stacked and blended with each other, diffusing crimson lightning and rumbling thunder.

It was like a god roaring, echoing in the world.

Please download the iReading app and read the latest chapters for free without ads. The blood-colored rain, with desolation, fell to the earth.

The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood.

The walls of the city are ruined, everything is decayed, and there are collapsed houses everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and broken flesh, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.

The once bustling streets are now bleak.

The dirt road that used to be crowded with people is no longer noisy.

Only the blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper remained, and it was shocking to distinguish from each other.

Not far away, a broken carriage, deep in the mud, full of sorrow, except for an abandoned rabbit doll on the wheel, hanging on it, fluttering in the wind.

The white fluff has long been soaked into a wet red, full of eerie and eerie.

The cloudy eyes seemed to have some resentment, and he looked at the mottled stones in front of him alone.

There, there was a figure lying on his stomach.

It was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in tattered clothes and covered in dirt, with a torn leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and remained motionless, the biting cold from all directions through his shabby coat, hitting his whole body, gradually taking away his body temperature.

The website is about to close, download the love reading app to watch the latest content for free, but even if the rain falls on his face, he doesn't blink his eyes, and stares coldly into the distance like a falcon.

Following his gaze, seven or eight feet away from him, a wizened vulture was gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, sometimes vigilantly observing the surroundings.

It seems that in this dangerous ruin, the slightest wind and grass will take off in an instant.

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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally submerged its head completely into the belly of the wild dog.

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