Chapter 437: That's Good
He turned his eyes from left to right to look at Wang Zhongsan and Han Zhi, mysteriously stretched out a palm, then opened his palm, suddenly held it again, and then slammed his fist on the table. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Several people were shocked by this action, but the words that Bu Xiu said were even more shocking: "The little monk spent a full ten taels of gold ingots to buy this book." ā
Wang Zhongsan and Han Zhi sighed at the same time, ten taels of gold ingots.
He wiped his forehead endlessly and said: "It's really ashamed to say it, it was the private money that the little monk had saved in his life, and it was originally intended to be the little monk's pension funds, but the morality was so that he had to come out." ā
Sleepless widened his eyes, this compilation is too outrageous, Sleepless couldn't sit still, he wanted to stand up immediately and expose the endless lies, but at this time, Sleepless patted the back of Sleepless's hand and said: "What the little monk did at that time, this Sleepless Taoist witnessed it with his own eyes." ā
Then he said endlessly: "At that time, the matter of taking ten taels of gold ingots to buy the cultivation of the true treasure record, did the Taoist master see it with his own eyes?"
Sleepless was stunned for a moment, and nodded subconsciously, indeed, he did see it, but it seemed that the situation at that time was not like this, and the situation at that time seemed to be the opposite, it was the Xiuzhen Treasure Record that was sold by ten taels of gold ingots.
Wang Zhongsan and Han Zhi's enthusiasm rose when they heard this, and they raised their wine glasses one after another, and said, "Come, we all have a big glass of respect for the master." ā
I suffered without guilt.
Han Zhi said: "Then the person who sold the Cultivation Treasure Record at that time must be the big villain, the master has seen that person's face clearly." ā
As soon as Bu Xiu heard this, he immediately slapped the table and said indignantly: "Of course the little monk can see clearly, even if he turns to ashes, the little monk can also recognize it, the big villain is dressed as a brocade boy, and he also has five or six attendants." ā
Then he turned his head to Sleepless and said, "Can you still recognize that person's appearance the next time you see him?"
Sleepless subconsciously said: "Of course I can recognize it, he glanced at me, and I was trembling all over......"
After Sleepless said this, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, how did the person who bought the book suddenly become a big villain, he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.
He patted the back of his hand again and said: "I and the Sleepless Daoist really wanted to fight against that wicked man at that time, but how could I do it with my bare hands, and the other party was carrying weapons and there were many people, so I had to swallow my anger and exchange a piece of gold for a treasure record of cultivating the truth." The little monk thinks that the big wicked man must be to make a profit from the cultivation of the true treasure record, you think about it, a copy will be sold for ten taels of gold, he was pulling a cart of the cultivation of the true treasure record, how much profit can he take, the little monk bought it back is to make a lot of photocopying, and a book only sells twenty texts, specifically to play against the big evil man, the big evil man knows, he will definitely vomit blood and die. ā
Sleepless sighed in his heart, "That brocade-clothed boy knows that he is slandering him like this behind his back, maybe he will really be so angry that he vomits blood and dies." ā
Wang Zhongsan sighed and said, "That great wicked man still didn't have the foresight, and he didn't expect that someone would photocopy the Xiuzhen Treasure Record he sold. It's really a thing for a thing. ā
He shook his head endlessly, tears suddenly fell from his eyes, and said: "The little monk is incompetent, and he can only do so much, if the people of Fushou Mountain have a spirit in the sky, please forgive the little monk for the sin of photocopying the true treasure record without authorization." ā
Talking and weeping, mourning and weeping.
Han Zhi said: "The master's hard work, if Ruan Wushan of Fushou Mountain really has a spirit, he doesn't know how to thank the master." ā
He shook his head endlessly and said: "The little monk does not ask for good fortune, but he asks for a clear conscience, take advantage of this banquet, and let the little monk pay tribute to the people of Fushou Mountain here." ā
Wang Zhongsan said: "The master is painstaking, rare, rare. ā
Then several people poured the wine and spilled the wine in the cup on the ground one by one in the direction of Fushou Mountain.
Sleepless and uncomfortable is almost dying, this is too much, his mouth can really be said to be unbelievable, I want to break off with him, I want to break off with him.
Sleepless thought this in his heart, but he didn't say it, he felt that such an occasion was not suitable for such a thing.
After a simple memorial to Fushou Mountain, everyone sat down, and said endlessly: "The little monk thought that the big wicked man learned what the little monk had done, and sent someone to annihilate the little monk, but I didn't expect it to be two old-timers, and I didn't expect the two old-timers to start a mountain here and create a great foundation." ā
Han Zhi shook his head and said, "There is nothing to do with old decay, old decay is an outsider." ā
Wang Zhong smiled and said, "This can be regarded as fate, otherwise how can we get together." ā
After a pause, he said: "If the master and the Taoist master don't dislike it, Qilu Mountain is your home, and you can live as long as you like." ā
He said: "That's really respectful, it's better to obey your fate, I am homeless, and when the little monk left, he saw that all his belongings were brought here, I don't know if it?"
Sleepless thought to himself, he was really thick-skinned, and he was embarrassed to ask about these little things.
Wang Zhongsan smiled and said: "Master rest assured, I have arranged for my subordinates to take care of the two of them, and nothing will be lost." ā
After listening to it, he immediately smiled all over his face and said, "That's good, that's good." ā
Wang Zhongsan talked about the reason why he asked his disciples to buy the Cultivation Treasure Record, and nodded endlessly: "So that's the case, if the old-timers don't dislike it, the little monk will give a copy of the Cultivation Treasure Record to the old-timers for free." ā
Give a copy.
Sleepless almost vomited out the food he ate in his mouth, this is too stingy, people treat him with good wine and food, and he is ashamed to say such slamming words.
Wang Zhongsan and Han Zhi were also displeased when they heard this, but they didn't care much about it and continued to drink.
He grinned endlessly, rubbed his hands, and said: "The old-timers must be scolding the little monk in their hearts, in fact, the old-timers think about it, if the little monk gives all the one hundred and ten copies of the Xiuzhen Treasure Record to the old-timers, each disciple of the Deer Mountain can be said to have a copy per person, as the saying goes, things are scarce and expensive, at that time, who will value you riding the deer real person, and they don't value the book of Xiuzhen Baolu." ā
Wang Zhongsan thought about it, nodded suddenly in understanding, and what he said was quite reasonable.
He continued: "So, the old-timers took a book of Xiuzhen Baolu as a textbook, and the rest of the young monks still sold it at a price of twenty copper plates in the market, and the mysterious truth in this is not enough for outsiders. ā
Han Zhi frowned and thought for a while, "What the master means is that ordinary people will feel worthless when they see the cultivation treasure record of only twenty texts, but the value of the cultivation treasure record taught by the fame of the real person riding the deer is different." ā
Nodding knowingly.