It didn't take two days, only a day and a half, and at noon on the third day, the two arrived in a populated town.

Compared to Li Wenshuo's swaying clothes, he was just running away in a hurry, and Guan Qingfeng, who had not changed his clothes, was already dirty, and he couldn't see the slightest bit of a rich young master.

When he got into the inn, the shopkeeper almost kicked him out as a flower boy who wanted to get in, which made the kid have a seizure, and kept shouting that he wanted to make the shopkeeper look good.

"Master, why do we only need one room? ”

Looking at the huge Tianzi room, Guan Qingfeng was still very satisfied.

Li Wenshuo opened the window, ventilated the room, stood by the window and looked down, there was an endless flow of people, traffic, shops, and the sound of vendors shouting on the street.

This voice sounded very pleasant, at least Li Wenshuo felt that it was much more lively than the lark in the jungle that he was tired of hearing.

He smiled and said, "How old are you, until you are thirteen years old, you will have the qualification to live in a room alone, hurry up and wash up, clean up the house later, and then go downstairs across the street to buy me a tofu brain." ”

"Master, I don't have any money. ”

Li Wenshuo waved his hand on the table, and four big coins were discharged one by one.

Guan Qingfeng remembered clearly that these four big coins were still the change that the store had found when he paid for the house just now, and with a pout, he put away the copper coins and went into the bathroom on the side.

Li Wenshuo shook his head helplessly, chuckled, turned around and went downstairs, asked for a plate of cucumbers and a pot of sake, and found an empty seat to sit down, drinking while listening to the nonsense of the people around him.

This restaurant is also very lively, more than a dozen tables are full of more than half of the people, there are businessmen who pass through here, and there are also martial arts people who put swords, gossip and copper hammers in front of them.

There was even a big monk with a grin.

Dressed in a withered yellow Buddhist robe, with a long string of old Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, and holding an ebony bowl in front of the wine table, he is sometimes treated respectfully and respectfully, and sometimes pushed away.

But no matter how others pushed, he only staggered two steps, that is, he stabilized his body, and he was not annoyed, he just smiled, and continued to the next table.

It is estimated that there is some kung fu on those legs, but it can only be said that it is average, and he is only a beginner martial artist.

There were not many tables in the shop, and after a while, the monk came to Li Wenshuo's side, bowed slightly, raised the bowl in his hand and said, "Donor, the poor monk came here to ask for some fate." ”

Li Wenshuo looked down at the dozen or so big coins in the bowl twice, raised his eyebrows slightly, then pinched a big coin and threw it in, and said with a smile: "If it is an ordinary person who asks for food, it is estimated that he would have starved to death like you, no matter how you say it, you have to sing a song about asking for food, it is not good to listen to me I still don't give money, or your Buddhist family is powerful, just say to ask for fate, stand next to me, I want face, and I am embarrassed not to give it." ”

Li Wenshuo's voice was not loud, only the old monk could hear it, he was not angry, he just smiled and said: "Donor, this silver money is what you are willing to give, when I didn't turn into fate before, it was fate, not this copper coin." ”

Li Wenshuo sighed, nodded slightly, and said apologetically: "I see, it seems that I misunderstood, it turns out that the master wants fate, but unfortunately, I really don't have this thing, return the copper coin to me." ”

As soon as these words came out, before the old monk could speak, among the people at a table close to him, there was a burly man who jumped up, pointed his finger at Li Wenshuo's head and said: "You child, looking like a dog, how can you be so stingy, the old monk is a monk of Ci'en Temple, and the sesame oil money in the temple is no less than 10,000 yuan on weekdays.

As soon as these words came out, the people in the inn glared angrily.

Li Wenshuo hurriedly said to forgiveness, and smiled at the old monk: "Master, please take a seat, the younger generation really has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, hurry up and sit down and rest for a while." ”

The monk was still just smiling, his bare feet were covered with calluses, and he was not polite, and sat down next to Li Wenshuo.

Seeing this, the big man's anger eased a little, and he sat back in place with a curse in his mouth.

Li Wenshuo was naturally a little embarrassed, but what was even more strange was that he also felt a trace of embarrassment from the master's face, and said softly: "Does the master have something unspeakable?"

The monk shook his head, but reached out and rummaged through the bowl, took out a copper coin, put it back on the table, and said softly, "Donor, you can take this money back." ”

Li Wenshuo smiled bitterly and said: "Master, are you really a master, I said that I had no eyes before, so don't worry about me." ”

Since this copper plate has been given away, for Li Wenshuo, there is absolutely no reason to take it back, even before, it was just a joke to say that it was taken back.

But the monk just squinted and smiled, and said, "Donor, Lao Gong has no other meaning, it's just that the donor has no relationship with my Buddha, and I can't accept this copper plate." ”

Hearing this, Li Wenshuo was stunned, looked at the old monk's wood-like palm, and suddenly thought of a certain annoying little monk, and was a little annoyed.

"The master is trying to say that I don't have Huigen?"

"Naturally not, why did the donor say this?" the old Taoist looked puzzled.

Li Wenshuo asked rhetorically: "Then in that case, why do others have a relationship with your Buddha, but I have not?"

The old monk stretched out his hand and touched his smooth head, then shook his head again, and said: "Donor, since my Buddha is not your Buddha, how can I say that there is a fate, although I don't know what kind of Buddha it is, but I can let the donor put all his fate on it, no matter how I say, this fate can't be broken." ”

As soon as these words came out, Li Wenshuo smiled and was very happy, although he didn't know that the old monk really had a high level of cultivation, or he was so nonsense, but he was just happy, and said with a smile: "The master is really a deep cultivator, but although the Buddha is only one now, but after two days, it will not be necessarily." ”

The old monk seemed to have an understanding, smiled, and said softly: "Then I wish that when the time comes, the donor can hug a big fat boy." ”

Hearing this, Li Wenshuo also sat upright, and in the eyes of everyone, he took back the copper plate, and then took out a gold leaf from his arms and put it in the old monk's bowl.

A gold leaf, in the eyes of this group of ordinary people, is already a great amount of money, and the money is exposed, which is not a mistake that an old Jianghu will make.

Li Wenshuo looks young, and he does look like a rich man who has just come out of the world.

But in fact, although Li Wenshuo has not been in the rivers and lakes for a few years, he has integrated into the rivers and lakes very well.

In this world where the righteous word is the head and the promise is a thousand gold, the same weak eat the strong, and the strong are respected, with his current realm and status in the rivers and lakes, if he doesn't even dare to use a gold leaf in front of the public, then he is really aggrieved.

Before the old monk could refuse, Li Wenshuo said with a smile: "The master doesn't have to refuse, this gold leaf is not fate, but the blessing I asked for in front of the Buddha for my unborn child, and I ask the master to pray for my child after he goes back." ”

Hearing this, the old monk nodded and put away the gold leaf, and there was a burst of congratulations in the inn, and Li Wenshuo also got up and returned the salute, without the slightest restraint.

The gas is majestic, and the vigorous aura makes people tremble, with a bit of detachment.

Those small people with ulterior motives, after thinking about it for a while, also temporarily suppressed their thoughts.

At this time, Guan Qingfeng also changed into a clean black suit, cautiously walked in with a two-night tofu brain, and ran over happily when he saw the master sitting below.

But the bowl had just been put away, and before it could be served, it was slapped on the head by Li Wenshuo.

He took out two copper plates and threw them over, ignoring the doubts on Guan Qingfeng's face, and said with a smile: "Go buy another bowl yourself, and leave this bowl for the master." ”

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Chapter Summary It took less than two days, only a day and a half, and at noon on the third day, the two arrived in a populated town.

Compared to Li Wenshuo's swaying clothes, he was just running away in a hurry, and Guan Qingfeng, who had not changed his clothes, was already dirty, and he couldn't see the slightest bit of a rich young master.

When he got into the inn, the shopkeeper almost kicked him out as a flower boy who wanted to get in, which made the kid have a seizure, and kept shouting that he wanted to make the shopkeeper look good.

"Master, why do we only need one room? ”

Looking at the huge Tianzi room, Guan Qingfeng was still very satisfied.

Li Wenshuo opened the window, ventilated the room, stood by the window and looked down, there was an endless flow of people, traffic, shops, and the sound of vendors shouting on the street.

This voice sounded very pleasant, at least Li Wenshuo felt that it was much more lively than the lark in the jungle that he was tired of hearing.

He smiled and said, "How old are you, until you are thirteen years old, you will have the qualification to live in a room alone, hurry up and wash up, clean up the house later, and then go downstairs across the street to buy me a tofu brain." ”

"Master, I don't have any money. ”

Li Wenshuo waved his hand on the table, and four big coins were discharged one by one.

Guan Qingfeng remembered clearly that these four big coins were still the change that the store had found when he paid for the house just now, and with a pout, he put away the copper coins and went into the bathroom on the side.

Li Wenshuo shook his head helplessly, chuckled, turned around and went downstairs, asked for a plate of cucumbers and a pot of sake, and found an empty seat to sit down, drinking while listening to the nonsense of the people around him.

This restaurant is also very lively, more than a dozen tables are full of more than half of the people, there are businessmen who pass through here, and there are also martial arts people who put swords, gossip and copper hammers in front of them.

There was even a big monk with a grin.

Dressed in a withered yellow Buddhist robe, with a long string of old Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, and holding an ebony bowl in front of the wine table, he is sometimes treated respectfully and respectfully, and sometimes pushed away.

But no matter how others pushed, he only staggered two steps, that is, he stabilized his body, and he was not annoyed, he just smiled, and continued to the next table.

It is estimated that there is some kung fu on those legs, but it can only be said that it is average, and he is only a beginner martial artist.

There were not many tables in the shop, and after a while, the monk came to Li Wenshuo's side, bowed slightly, raised the bowl in his hand and said, "Donor, the poor monk came here to ask for some fate." ”

Li Wenshuo looked down at the dozen or so big coins in the bowl twice, raised his eyebrows slightly, pinched a big coin and threw it in, and said with a smile: "If it is an ordinary person who asks for food, it is estimated that he will starve to death long ago like you, no matter how you say it, you have to sing a song about asking for food, and I won't give it if it doesn't sound good."