Medicinal Immortal

The old man’s gaze flickered, and a hint of wisdom passed through his eyes. His gaze fell on the little monk who was eating, his wrinkled face deepened and said, “I can’t see that you are so young. At this level, little monk, which temple did you come from? How many years have you been practicing Buddha?"

Tangning ate two bites of dinner, then ate some more vegetables, and drank half a bowl of soup before turning to look at the old man, and said, "I, I only stepped into the Buddhism with one foot. I can only count as a Buddhism disciple. Buddha's time is not long."

After that, she curled her eyebrows, looked at the old man, and asked, "Is the old man interested in Dharma?"

"Ha ha……"

The old man smiled, waved his hand, and said, "There are no temples in this area of ​​Dragon City. Even the nearest temple is two or three days away. Besides, we don't know much about Buddhism. So there is no interest or not."

"Oh, so it's like that!" Tangning nodded, but didn't say anything. Instead, she ate the dishes with chopsticks. Seeing that Hanzhi had been sullenly eating, she said, "Eat dishes. Ah! This braised pork is also delicious, it will be wasted if you don’t eat it for a while."

"Yes." Hanzhi responded, and was about to do it, when he saw his master used his public chopsticks to give him a large piece of stewed meat and some vegetables. The pile was so full that his bowl was like a hill, and he saw him. Somewhat dazed.

"Eat more, eat more." Tangning said, she also ate a piece of meat.

"Thank you, master." He was moved indescribably when he asked the master to pick up vegetables for him. Ever since she has been with her master for so long by her side, she has never regarded him as a person, but as a relative.

The old man looked surprised at the table next to him. A young man in a strong black outfit called the young monk to be his master, and the master would help his subordinates pick vegetables? What is this operation?

"Huh! Well eaten." Tangning exhaled softly, narrowing her eyes with contentment.

Han Zhi quietly loosened his belt, looked at the few plates that were almost liquidated on the table, and thought to himself: Next time you must not eat with the master, especially when he is alone, otherwise he will eat like this. After eating, he will become a fat man sooner or later.

"Auntie, give me another two catties of braised pork, no, three catties!" She stretched out three fingers and drew, preparing to take some back to Xingtong and Xiaohei to eat.

"Hey, great." The woman responded with a smile, and filled Tangning with some snacks, and said: "These snacks are for the little master. You will come back next time after you have eaten them!"

Hearing this, Tangning laughed and said, "Okay, the food at my aunt's family is delicious, I will return it next time." She took the things, and Han Zhi had already stood up to pay.

"Old man, I heard that a mentor came from Tianlong College. He is a teenage monk who has a good teaching style. Therefore, he is honored as Master Tang. Is it you?" The old man asked with a smile, watching that he stood up. Little monk ready to go.

Hearing this, everyone in the stall looked at the little monk in surprise. The tutor of Tianlong Academy? Just this little monk? seriously?

Tang Ning looked at the old man, blinked with clear and pure eyes, with a bit of agility and a bit of cunning, smiled and said: "The old man’s news is well-informed, yes, I am the old man’s teaching that is very good. Master Tang."