Mysterious World Tour

The Zhang Mansion was a very grand place. It originally belonged to a famous squire in the county, but was later robbed by Zhang Jing'an and made it his own. In the corridor, servants were busy running back and forth, placing everything they needed.

There was cooked pork, still steaming, and a strong aroma that had eliminated the fishy smell of the pig spread in the wind, making people salivate.

In such a world, most people don't even want to eat pork or even drink some broth.

The housekeeper walked in front and led Tan Mo and his senior brother Master Lianhua over. Tan Mo's face was expressionless, and Master Lianhua was unmoved. On the contrary, it was the butler who would cast his eyes on the arranged pork from time to time.

This made Master Lotus couldn't help but ask: "Did Mr. Zhang have suffered you in the past?"

Although Zhang Jingan is new here, everyone in Ningjia County knows that Zhang Jingan is rich. Just because of his arrival, he went on a shopping spree and caused prices in the two towns to skyrocket. Is this something that ordinary rich people can do?

And it is very puzzling to mess around under such people and achieve the position of manager, which is the position of a confidant. It is as if he has never eaten pork in his life.

Is it possible that this housekeeper is still a kind and honest person? Suffer yourself and help others.

But if he is really such a person, he cannot be Zhang Jing'an's confidant.

Tan Mo was also very surprised. When he heard his senior brother ask, he looked at the housekeeper.

"Of course Mr. Zhang didn't give us a hard time, but I don't know what's going on. Recently, I've been craving for pork. I'm not afraid of Master's jokes. Sometimes when I look at those servants, I'm dazzled for a moment. And he looked at them as if they were steaming hot Where's the pig head meat? When this busy period is over, I will buy a pig and eat it for a day. I think when I get tired of eating it, I will stop having such thoughts and hallucinations. He said helplessly, even though he had a frown on his face, he didn't take it to heart.

For a person like him, his master's affairs always come first. Personal matters no longer matter.

Master Lianhua just nodded when he heard this, but did not ask any more questions.

Tan Mo felt something in his heart when he heard it. He was tired of this method, but it is also feasible under normal circumstances. However, this housekeeper is probably not just hallucinating, something will happen sooner or later.

But his senior brother Master Lianhua didn't speak, so Tan Mo naturally didn't make a sound.

Soon, the rituals began.

Zhang Jingan didn't come, but all seven of his wives did. Now that the Qing court had collapsed, the etiquette and rules were in vain. No one cared about three wives and four concubines, or how many wives and concubines one could have according to what kind of official position. Zhang Jingan has military power in his hands, and what he says are rules!

Naturally, he can marry as many wives as he wants.

These seven ladies, each with their own beauty and beauty, were watching the ceremony and brought their children with them. When the ritual is over, Zhang Jingan's children should be asked to worship the Bodhisattva on Zhang Jingan's behalf.

Tan Mo was watching from the side.

With a dull face, he followed his senior brother's instructions and wrote down the ritual procedures. A bit trivial, but not difficult to remember.

After all, it might be a means of eating in the future, so Tan Mo naturally remembered to be extra attentive.

His senior brother was already asking Zhang Jing'an's children to kneel down, and Tan Mo was about to memorize what Master Lianhua said, but at this moment, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.

Tan Mo was startled and turned around to see a clean-faced man with no beard standing behind him, looking at him with a smile.

"Little monk, are you the junior disciple of Master Lotus?" the man asked. He was dressed in brocade clothes and had jade ornaments on his waist. He seemed a little sad between his brows, but his demeanor was natural and generous, and he had a superior temperament that can only be cultivated by being used to people. .

"That's right, little monk." Tan Mo said with his hands clasped together.

Even though he didn't know who this person was from just one glance, there was no doubt that he was in a high position.

"How many years have you been practicing?"

"Three years."

"Little monk, aren't you only eight years old?" The man said in surprise. He actually knew Tan Mo's age.

Tan Mo said with a dull face, "That's right. The young monk went up the mountain when he was five years old and has been practicing to this day."

"You can be favored by Master Lotus, so how about I ask you a question? This question has been bothering me for a long time." The man looked at Tan Mo and said seriously.

His expression and behavior were completely asking for advice, rather than teasing Tan Mo.

Seeing this, Tan Mo still had a dull face, but he cared a little in his heart and responded: "The young monk is young, ignorant, and ill-informed. If what he said is wrong, please don't blame me!"

Before answering, Tan Mo left a way out for himself.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Just answer, little monk." The man nodded, then pondered for a moment, seemed to have sorted out his words, and then slowly said: "Little monk, tell me, if one day, you On the street, you encounter a mother and daughter. Someone is chasing them. Do you choose to save them or stay out of it? "

Tan Mo looked at the man's expression, thought for a moment, and replied, "Stay out of it."

"Why?"

"How can a young monk save people if he doesn't have the strength to restrain a chicken? Isn't he seeking death? This is one of them."

The man was a little frustrated when he heard Tan Mo's answer at first, but after hearing Tan Mo's last answer, he couldn't help but become interested and asked quickly: "What about the second one?"

"How do you know that mother and daughter will be good people? Whoever is chasing them must be bad people?" Tan Mo said slowly with a dull face.

The man was stunned when he heard this.

His expression was sluggish, looking ahead, motionless, as if he had been under a body-holding spell.

After a while, the man suddenly laughed again: "Haha, we are just passers-by, how can we know who is good and who is evil? It is not only a big fault to judge others with your own will, but also a big mistake! I have learned from you! When three people walk together, there must be one who is my teacher! Thank you for your enlightenment, little master!"

The man was very solemn and serious, and was about to perform the disciple's ceremony towards Tan Mo.

This surprised Tan Mo.

However, he was paralyzed, so he still looked expressionless at this moment. In the eyes of this man, Tan Mo seemed to be very calm.

Tan Mo quickly avoided it, stepped back a few steps, and said: "I dare not accept such a great gift from the donor!"

"You deserve this gift. If you don't deserve it, no one can give me this gift!" The man said solemnly, insisting on continuing to pay his respects.

Tan Mo felt embarrassed. This man looked very important. Now he accepted his gift. If he thought of this matter in the future and felt insulted, wouldn't he think of a way to kill him?

People's hearts are unpredictable, and it is always difficult to distinguish between gratitude and resentment.

A little bit of kindness will bring you gratitude, a big bit of kindness will bring you resentment.

"Junior brother, just accept his salute." At this time, the voice of Master Lianhua came.

Tan Mo had no choice but to stand still and let the man salute him.

After the ceremony, the man looked at Master Lotus and smiled, "Long time no see, Master Lotus."

"I dare not address you as Master." Master Lotus came over and smiled, "Master Zhang asked me to perform a ritual for him, but he was not present. I guess he went to welcome Mr. Nian?"

"That's right." Mr. Nian nodded and said, "I heard Zhang Jing'an say that he invited Master Lotus to perform a ritual, and Master Lotus also brought a little monk who was only a few years old. When I heard Zhang Jing'an say that the little monk was the master's junior brother, I didn't know why I suddenly had an idea and rushed here first. I didn't expect to gain something."

"The cicadas are aware of the autumn wind before it moves. Mr. Nian's cultivation has become more profound. I would like to congratulate Mr. Nian on his great progress in cultivation in advance." Master Lotus' eyes flashed a strange color, and then he sighed slightly.

"Thank you, Master. If the ritual is done, please go first." Mr. Nian suddenly said so.

"What happened in Zhang's mansion?" Master Lotus's expression moved slightly, and he asked casually.

Mr. Nian smiled, then said calmly: "Zhang Jing'an doesn't trust the master."

"In that case, I'll take my leave." Master Lianhua said without hesitation and turned around and left.

"Master, little master, I'm sorry I can't see you off. I've asked Zhang Jing'an to prepare a carriage for you and little master."