Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 544 Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog

The old monk's eyes slowly shifted to Lin Su, the light in his eyes disappeared instantly, and his face sank: "What do you mean by the benefactor?"

He actually broke the convention-speaking without paying the renewal fee.

However, the Lin family's Grade A Baiyunbian is actually hard currency, and the ten altars of Baiyunbian are worth at least 3000 taels.

From this level, there is nothing wrong with him speaking.

Lin Su thought for a while, but there was a smile on his face: "Master Qingxiu has worked hard. I will give you some wine today. This wine is Grade A, and there is no such thing in the market. Master is an outsider. You can know the beauty of this wine."

"Amitabha! Buddha's school cleans the land, but wine is the source of calamity! This pond is a pond for crossing calamity, and the poor monk is a benefactor who can turn this innocent calamity away, Amitabha!"

As soon as the voice fell, the old monk stretched out his sleeves, and the ten altars of wine on the ground flew up at the same time, wow!

Pour into pool.

Lin Su was dumbfounded...

my day!

Old monk, do you want to be so duplicity?

You are clearly a wine and meat monk, if you want to publicize it, don't use this Grade A white cloud to publicize it, the cost is a bit high!How nice it is for you to buy a piece of meat and throw it into the pond to feed the fish. Are you afraid that the fish in it will turn white if you pour these ten jars of wine into such a small pond?

The little monk was at the side, looking at the master with a look of admiration.

Lin Su suddenly felt something was wrong.

As soon as his pupil of a thousand degrees came out and stared at the pool, his heart beat faster...

What did he see?
The wine in the air fell, and it clearly didn't mix with the water in the pool, but entered a place in the pool, what's in that place?A teapot!
These ten altars of wine were not actually poured into the pool, but into a teapot!
Pouring wine into a teapot across a pool of water is a fantasy. If he hadn't possessed the pupil of a thousand degrees, if he hadn't been proficient in the laws of space, he would never have discovered it.

Good old monk, play Mingxiu plank road with me face to face, and cross Chencang secretly!

The wine was finished and the teapot was gone.

Lin Su rolled his eyes: "Master, the disaster is over, can you discuss the Tao with me?"

"Benefactor, please enter the pavilion!"

Lin Su followed him into a gazebo behind him. This was not the gazebo where snakes and insects infested that day. At least this gazebo was quite clean.

"Qian Xin! Serve tea to the benefactor!" the old monk ordered.

"Yes! Master!" The little monk quickly ran to a side hall next to him, and quickly brought Lin Su a pot of tea.

"Your name is Qian Xin?" Lin Su asked.

"Yes, benefactor!"

"If you have money in your heart, you only have money in your eyes. Is this what it means?" Lin Su squinted at it.

The little monk bowed and said: "The name of the little monk is bestowed by the master. The little monk is stupid and doesn't know the meaning of the master."

He kicked the ball to the old monk.

The old monk smiled and said: "Money is a thing that integrates the thousands of characteristics of the world of mortals. The Buddha came from the world of mortals and came out of the world of mortals. Only when you understand the heart of money can you see the heart of Buddha."

"Thank you, master, for explaining the Dharma!" The little monk clasped his hands together, with a solemn appearance.

Lin Su was also very solemn: "Admiration, admiration!"

He only said that he admired him, but he didn't say what he admired. What he admired most was the old monk. Decrease, but increase...

"The almsgiver has come here three times, and I have a predestined relationship with my Buddha. What's the matter, but it doesn't matter." The old monk took out a teapot, poured himself a cup, and held up the teacup and said.

Lin Su's eyes must be on his teapot, his eyes are a little straight:
"Master, what you drink is..."

"Clear water!"

"Can I pour Xiaosheng a glass too?"

"cannot!"

"Why is that?"

The old monk said: "This is rootless water. The old monk has already cut off the worldly affairs before he can drink rootless water. The benefactor is in his prime, how can he do this rootless thing?"

Lin Su slapped himself on the forehead: "Okay! I'll drink tea, you drink... water!"

In his heart, there are ten thousand alpacas galloping and roaring...

Old monk, you can look down on my eyes, but you can't look down on my nose!

Do you think I really don't know what you're drinking?
This is wine!
And it's the side of the ten altars of white clouds that you just announced in a high-profile manner and poured into the pool in a high-profile manner!

I can smell the familiar smell of wine!

You drank my wine, teased my sense of smell, and dare to run on me with the rhetoric of "cutting off children and grandchildren"?

Forget it, forget it, I don't care about you, a stinky bald guy who has no bottom line!

Talk about business!
Lin Su said: "Master, Xiaosheng came here today, and he did have something to ask. On that day, Marquis Dingnan made a special trip to Xixin Temple and asked for an address. I don't know if the master has given it."

The old monk's face was flushed red: "There is an endless stream of people who come to Xixin Temple to ask questions, and there are countless high-ranking officials in the court. The poor monk thinks about it... Dingnanhou! Yes! Yes! It was the poor monk who opened the door. out."

"Why?"

"The three ways combine into one, breaking the catastrophe and prospering!" The red light on the old monk's face became more and more intense: "In today's Lin Mansion, the literary way, the official way, and the business way are all outstanding, and they are showing signs of great prosperity. It is completely fulfilled, good and good!"

Lin Su was dumbfounded: "The three ways are in one, the master's understanding is: the way of literature, the way of officialdom and the way of business?"

"What else can there be besides literary, official and business ways? As a master of Buddhism, the poor monk can't talk about crooked ways." The master looked at him with drunken eyes, and Lin Su clearly felt that he had drunk too much.

Lin Su's heart was once again swept by the alpaca...

I've dealt with monks, I've dealt with drunks, but monks and drunks...

Forget it, I admit defeat!I leave!

Lin Su got up: "Farewell!"

The master was a little surprised: "The almsgiver came today, don't you want to ask for an obeisance for yourself? The obeisance of the old monk, but the dignitaries are fighting for it, and only a thousand taels of sesame oil is needed."

Lin Su said: "Master's kindness, Xiaosheng appreciates it. However, Xiaosheng does not want to be guided by others, whether it is a god or a Buddha, he will not accept it! Therefore, I dare not accept the invitation of the master! Let's go!"

Turn around directly.

The old monk sighed from behind: "Young people are in their prime, full of vigor, so naturally they don't believe in Buddhism, but in the world of mortals, they are mysterious and comfortable, and it is difficult to distinguish between reality and reality. The so-called flowers are not flowers, and fog is not fog. However, as time passes, flowers are still flowers. Fog or fog..."

During his long speech, Lin Su walked out of the Xixin Temple and stepped ten feet away from the gate of the temple. The last four words were truly silent. These four words are: "Amitabha Buddha"!
Lin Su made a sudden positioning.

Entering Xixin Temple today, he actually kept his mind secretly.

He was always counting how many words the old monk had spoken.

How many words did the old monk say in total?
From the time when he delivered the Baiyunbian wine to the end of "Amitabha", the old monk said a total of 2000 words!No more, no less, an integer of 2000!

Old bald man, are you still strictly sticking to one tael of silver this time?
I must make you wrong again!
I never believe that the price of Grade A Baiyunbian in Huichang is only 200 taels of silver a jar!
Lin Su didn't know if he was free, or if he had to be honest with him, he went to the brothel opposite and really asked about it...

On the opposite side of the brothel is the restaurant. When the shopkeeper saw this young man in scribe clothes coming, he was very enthusiastic. He wished to drag him upstairs to pick flowers on the spot. Lin Su asked him, how much is the Grade A Baiyunbian here? An altar?
Grade A Baiyunbian?
They don't exist right now, but the old man already has connections, and he can get a batch soon. How much is the young master willing to pay?

"200 taels!" Lin Su stretched out two fingers.

The old shopkeeper shook his head like a rattle, the price of the young master, it is impossible to buy it in the whole world, the old man also gave the young master a real price, 300 taels for a jar!It is impossible to lose one point!
300 taels of silver per altar, ten altars are 3000 taels!
This is consistent with Lin Su's own cognition!
That is to say, today the old monk of Xixin Temple finally made a mistake.

I will give you 3000 taels of silver, but you only said 2000 words, a difference of 1000 taels. Although Lin Su suffered a loss in this matter, it can make you, a good old monk, wrong again. I am willing!
At this moment, a sentence suddenly appeared in Lin Su's heart...

"A speech of 1000 taels of silver..."

I C!

Lin Su almost jumped up...

Could it be that the missing 1000 sons were added to the "Yiyu"?
The bunch of words that the old monk said later were the words forced into him?
What address?Flowers are not flowers, and fog is not fog, but as time goes by, flowers are still flowers, and fog is still fog...

I C, eight generations of ancestors of your family, can you speak human language?

Lin Su cast his eyes on Xixin Temple, with a little anger...

Suddenly, he was stunned...

He saw someone, someone he absolutely did not expect.

This is a beautiful woman, holding a parasol, she gracefully opened the gate of Xixin Temple.

Yuan Ji!

is her!

In fact, Wu Ji didn't know why she wanted to enter Xixin Temple. She was just a little confused and wanted to find a way out. She heard that the master of Xixin Temple was best at helping people solve disasters, so she came here.

However, as soon as she entered the door, she suspected that she had come by mistake.

Because a young monk with an extremely shiny scalp is clearly a philistine, and he is clearly asking for money directly.

She gave two taels of silver. For a person who entered the temple to ask for a lottery, two taels of silver was really a lot, and only a top practitioner like her would be so generous.

But she never expected that what happened next completely overturned her three views.

She only got two taels of silver in exchange for two words from the master: drink tea!

Pointing to the half cup of residual tea in front of her, it was clearly someone else's tea!
Yuan Ji is a very gentle person, she was not angry when faced with such a "bright" insult, she just told the master calmly that the little girl has been restless recently, and she wondered if she could tell the master frankly, in exchange for the master's sincere advice.

After she made this request, the master quietly sipped his tea without saying a word.

Yuan Ji smelled the smell of alcohol in the air, and her eyes were gradually attracted by the filth on the master's body. Upon closer inspection of this attraction, Yuan Ji's three views began to subvert...

The little monk next to him translated: One tael of silver for one word of speech...

It means that you just ran out of two taels of silver, and you have to add money to renew the fee!

Yuan Ji stood up abruptly, exhausting her whole life of self-cultivation, so as not to splash the residual tea in front of the old monk's slightly drunk face...

Slam the door out!

Facts have proved that the biggest reason for the dilapidated gate of Xixin Temple is that people often "dump" it.

Yuan Ji stepped out of the temple gate, and was about to soar into the sky, and in her imagination, she should fly over the Xixin Temple, release her breath, and then, under the panicked gaze of the two thief monks, break through the sky, giving the They are all awake.

However, a voice suddenly came...

(End of this chapter)