The monk's right hand kept groping in his arms, and for a long time, he never took out the so-called silver coin, but showed a slightly embarrassed smile on his face. The guy in the shop has been working in this shop for some years, and has seen all kinds of people, this time seeing this monk's situation, he knew it, but he was afraid of the identity of this monk, but he didn't dare to say anything, just smiled and said to the monk in a low voice: "If the Buddha really has no money, there is no need to force it, and the right is the small shop to honor you." ”

To be able to say this, this guy naturally thought that this monk was a disciple of the Yunyin Temple, and he was used to being domineering on weekdays, so he never brought money, this time he just wanted to be able to calm things down, and quickly sent this Buddha out, so as not to have a quarrel again, and provoke this monk to rise, but he smashed the things in the store, and he was most afraid of harming his own life again!

If the monk of Yunyin Temple heard this guy's words, he would definitely smile with his eyebrows, or pretend to be compassionate with his eyebrows, shout even if the Buddha is called, a few words of kindness on the road, and go away in style!

It's just that the monk heard the words of the guy in the shop, and he didn't like it, so he glanced at the guy in the shop, and shouted: "What kind of person are you as a Buddha, how can you shorten your silver taels in vain!" As he spoke, the monk stood up, looked around the shop for a week, and shouted: "I don't know that the benefactor took our money lightly, if we return it this time, we have the right to think that this incident has never happened." If we find out, don't blame us for not having compassion!"

Hearing this, the guy in this shop was even more scared, could it be that the monk of Yunyin Temple was wronged the day before yesterday, and this time he made a special trip down the mountain to find a place to vent his anger, he thought that he just wanted to eat some wine for nothing, who would think, and planned to blackmail some money!

After saying this, the originally noisy small shop also quieted down this time, not to mention that the needle fell to smell, but it was also surprisingly quiet. Even when it was quiet, no one came out to give back the money. Seeing the monk's frightening appearance, these individuals were also frightened in their hearts, and a few of them couldn't help the monk's roar, stood up lightly, and walked towards the outside of the store.

"Bang!" a bench fell in front of the door, and then the monk shouted, "Before we find the money, who dares to go out of this door?"

Seeing this, the shopkeeper felt even more bitter in his heart, and he knew that he would have served him a few pots of wine, and he didn't have to offend these guests. Thinking so, the guy also looked at the shopkeeper over there, thinking that he could come forward to deal with it.

The shopkeeper is also a middle-aged man, forty or fifty years old, looking at that appearance, he was also a beautiful man when he was young. The shopkeeper came to the monk, bowed to the monk, and said: "The master has no silver taels in my shop, and this matter is naturally on the body of the small shop, but I don't know how many silver taels the master has lost, and the store will compensate for everything." You don't have to be angry, if you hurt your body, it's not worth it!"

Hearing this, the monk's face showed a little impatience, raised his eyes, waved his hand at the shopkeeper and said, "Money is all outside the body, and I don't care about the monks the most." But how can the Buddhist's sin of stealing be allowed to go unpunished? If he does not make a living, will he not be guilty of sin in this world?"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he was also strange in his heart, but he was sure of one thing, this monk must not be a disciple of the Yunyin Temple. Thinking like this, the shopkeeper opened his mouth and asked: "Listening to the words of the master, I don't think it's a monk from Yunyin Temple, but I don't know where to devote myself to the treasure temple?"

"The Buddha came down from the cliff in the north, and he can't talk about any treasure temple. The monk spoke, but his eyes were still looking around at the tea customers, thinking that he could see any clues.

"The Sky Cliff must be a monk of the Two Wishes Temple. Although our Hanzhou is a little remote, we also know that the safety of our human race for so many years has been protected by the monks of the Liangyuan Temple. As he spoke, the shopkeeper was full of respect, and after saying this, he looked around the store in a blink of an eye, and then said: "I think that the two wishes temple has protected us for more than 20 years, if we steal other people's silver taels, wouldn't it be chilling? Which guest officer mistakenly took the silver money of this master, or quickly returned it, the monks have always been merciful, and it will not be difficult for us to think about it." ”

Li Danyang's master and apprentice next to him naturally heard the monk's words. Li Danyang raised his hand and took a sip of tea, looked at Chen Yi and said, "It's a monk from the Liangyuan Temple, why don't you go over and have a look?"

Chen Yi heard this, and he didn't twist, he stood up directly and walked towards the monk. When he got closer, Chen Yi opened his mouth and shouted to the monk: "The master doesn't have to be embarrassed by this shop, it's just that you have lost your money, so let Poor Dao find it for you." ”

The monk heard this, turned around and saw the appearance of Chen Yi, his heart was also strange, he looked up and down, his face was full of suspicion, and then he said: "I don't know which mountain is the Taoist priest, but if you can find us the silver taels, we will thank you here in advance." ”

"It doesn't matter, Buddhism and Taoism are of the same origin, and they help each other a little, which is nothing. Chen Yi waved his hand, and then saw his left hand raised, the finger pinched back and forth, after a while, the finger stopped, the thumb stopped at the top of the left index finger, I saw Chen Yi raise his eyes to look at the corner of the store, his heart was clear, and then he opened his mouth and said to the monk: "The sun shines on Wuyi to catch thieves, the thief god is in Kun Palace, Kun sits in the southwest, and I want to come to this silver two is in the southwest corner of this store." ”

Chen Yi's words fell, and before the monk could speak, he saw a person in the southwest corner suddenly stood up, pointed at Chen Yi and shouted: "How dare the Wuna Taoist priest empty the air and slander people's innocence? Even if you pinch your fingers twice, you said that I stole the monk's money, which is really unreasonable!"

"Yes, the Taoist priest is still a little reckless. ”

"Anyway, I don't believe it, how can there be such a mysterious thing!"

In the four corners, those who watched the scene saw this, and they also spoke, but the words were more consistent, and they didn't believe Chen Yi. It's no wonder that they are like this, and on weekdays, they are all charlatans, and most of them are liars.

Chen Yi didn't pay attention to those words, just looked at the monk and said: "That's what the hexagram says, if the master doesn't believe it, the poor way can't be forced." ”

"I have long heard that the five techniques of the Daomen are strange, and now I am fortunate to have seen this palm divination technique, how dare I not believe it?" After saying that, the monk also turned his head to look at the man, and said: "If we can return the money, we will not pursue it anymore." Let us ask you, is the money on you?"

"I have money for myself. The man spoke, his eyes evading, but his mouth was still stiff.

Seeing this, the monk walked towards the man, and when he came to the front, he folded his hands, bowed his head and said a Buddha name: "Amitabha" Then he raised his eyes again and looked at the man and said: "In this case, we can only take a look in person, if not, the donor can rest assured, we will also apologize to the donor." ”

As the monk spoke, the broad palm lifted and pulled the man in front of him. That person was already thinner, and where could he withstand the strength of this monk, it was this moment that the person had already been pulled by the monk.

The monk did not put his hand into the man's arms and groped, but with great effort, he lifted the man upside down, and with a tremble, he saw a money bag fall out of the man's body. Seeing this, the monk threw the man aside, then bent down to pick up the money bag, raised his hand, looked at the man and said, "The donor's money bag is a little similar to ours, but I don't know where you got it?"

When the man saw this, he wanted to say something, but then he was interrupted by the monk, "Under Lang Lang, the donor's move is really too disgraceful. Since you and I meet today, it is fate, so let the poor monk take care of the benefactor. The monk said this, then folded his hands, stood in front of him, and shouted: "Buddha Mito!" When he looked at it again, his right foot had already been raised and crushed against the man's right hand, and the man's screams were not suppressed, and the sound of broken bones was really terrifying!

The monk withdrew his right foot, ignored the man, and turned to Chen Yi and saluted, "Amitabha, the poor monk thanked the head of the aisle, but I don't know what to call the chief?"

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Buddha is destined, and the sun shines on Wuyi to capture thieves!