Chapter 198

198 Xiang Jiannan was woken up by the sound of wooden fish in the early morning. He came out of the room and followed the sound. He soon saw Ran at the entrance of the temple. It was unknown where the fat monk got the equipment from. At this moment, he had his back to him and was chanting scriptures.

I couldn't understand a word of what he was reading. Instead, the old master was behaving strangely. He held a small bowl beside him, sitting upright and silent.

Monk Liaoran, you are going too far. Doing this kind of thing in front of our Ping'an Temple. This is not your Baofo Temple.

Remembering that Ran had used the excuse of being too weak to leave the house last night, Xiang Jiannan walked up and glared at Wang and his group.

The junior brother was actually listening with great interest, stroking his chin, and seemed to be able to keep up with Ran's rhythm.

At this time, there were four people standing at the entrance of the Taoist temple. In addition to the three of them, there was also the unwilling Pei Dafa.

I couldn't sleep at all after I got home yesterday. I finally waited until dawn and immediately ran over here in the mud.

The first thing one sees when the gate of the temple opens is Liangran. No one knows how this monk did it, but he reached into his robe and when he sat down, there was a wooden fish.

He originally wanted to continue taking out money, but was stopped by the old Taoist priest who caught up with him.

"That's enough. It's just a morning prayer. Monk, do you think we don't have any of that?"

"Little Taoist priest."

As Xiang Jiannan walked forward and backward he naturally noticed his gaze, and when he turned around he saw that Wang and his party hadn't noticed it at all, Pei Dafa immediately greeted them from the side.

What kind of magic potion did this fat monk use to chant at the gate of Ping An Temple, and the old Taoist priest actually agreed. It seems that only the young Taoist priest is still sober in the entire Taoist temple. What does it mean to let others mess up the place? "Wang Yihang!"

Nodding in response and continuing to look at Wang and his group, Xiang Jiannan's voice rose several degrees.

Wang Yixing's expression now is almost intoxicated, while the old master maintains the original posture, holding the small bowl with his eyes closed.

Not much better than Wang Yihang.

"You should have accepted me as a registered disciple at that time."

Seeing that Wang Yihang was still stubborn and kept bringing up the old matter, Pei Dafa muttered something loudly. As he finished speaking, he saw something fall at his feet. He was startled and found that it was the bowl in the old Taoist's hand.

It didn't break when thrown in this way. It spun around on the ground for a few times and finally stopped next to the wooden fish.

Although there were a few cracks on the bottom of the bowl, they were definitely not caused by falling to the ground.

The old Taoist priest discovered it himself when he just took out the small bowl, but unfortunately he was very frugal with words and only said a few words in reply after he had said a lot.

"ah!"

The sound of the small bowl falling to the ground was more effective than Xiang Jiannan's voice. With a cry of "ah", Wang Yihang was finally awakened.

Seeing the puzzled expressions on Xiang Jiannan and Pei Dafa's faces, he explained the reason before they could speak: "There seems to be something wrong with the monk's chanting. Can't you hear it, Senior Brother?"

It looked like he heard what Xiang Jiannan said before, but only had the chance to respond now.

"I think you have a problem. As a Taoist priest, you are obsessed with Buddhist scriptures. Your heart is not sincere!"

"Just say that the old Taoist priest took you by mistake, and there happened to be a master present. It's not too late to join the Buddhist sect now... I can go to the town to borrow a razor for you."

"Mayor, what are you doing here so early in the morning?"

He didn't dare to refute loudly in front of Pei Dafa, so he just made up a random question when he had nothing to say. Wang Yihang felt guilty about what he said. Although he felt that the problem was not with him, he still felt guilty.

He had indeed heard Xiang Jiannan's voice before, but when he wanted to answer, his body went out of control.

In less than a breath, the thoughts in his mind were drowned out, and followed by a flood of comfort, which made Wang Yihang forget the business in an instant. He didn't know if his senior brother knew it, but anyway, he had nothing to say to someone like Pei Dafa.

He was just an ordinary person. The reason why he was not affected was probably because he did not catch the fat monk's eye.

I feel a little proud when I think about it.

"As the mayor of Ping'an Town, it's normal for me to go in and out of the town every day. Do I need a reason?"

Naturally, he could see that Wang Yihang was feeling guilty and wanted to laugh when he spoke, but Pei Dafa would not give up this opportunity.

He still feels that Wang Yixing is not suitable to be Gao Yuan's registered disciple. This kid got a good deal.

It was a blessing in disguise.

Just as he was about to continue the pursuit, he heard the chanting beside him suddenly stop. The fat monk stood up from the ground and placed the wooden fish under his feet. He had been humming something and finally opened his eyes.

He looked at Wang and his group, then stared at himself.

It was obvious that he didn't sleep well last night, his eyes were swollen and bloodshot.

"master?"

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Tentatively, he leaned close to Xiang Jiannan. Thinking that he had not mentioned anyone by name, Pei Dafa felt very uncomfortable when he was looked at by such a knowing look.

It's not that he doesn't respect Leran, he just slightly involves him when he is talking to Xiang Jiannan.

This fat monk was the one sitting in the yard last night. After a night, he seemed to have recovered well.

The old Taoist priest is a man with a broad mind, as he has been able to let him stay in Ping'an Temple until now.

Did the relationship between Buddhism and Taoism change during the Zhou Dynasty? In Pei Dafa's world, everything started from the Ping An Temple.

"Invest money."

Pei Dafa was at a loss as to what to do when he opened his mouth to speak, but Lan Ran was already looking at him to the point of making his whole body go creepy.

The words could not be disobeyed, so Pei Dafa reached out his hand immediately. Fortunately, Xiang Jiannan next to him was quick-witted and clapped his hand to stop him from touching his purse.

"This is Mayor Pei from our Ping An Temple. Master, what have you been busy doing for so long? "

"Nothing special, just to ask for a good start."

"In that case, I, Xiang Jiannan, will pay Mayor Pei the money on his behalf."

Not willing to give in at all, under the puzzled looks of Wang Yihang and Pei Dafa, Xiang Jiannan reached out and began to touch his waist. Monk Liangran did not object to this, his eyes were bright, and he just waited by the side.

This made the situation awkward. The young Taoist priest searched around his waist for a long time, as if just for the sake of searching. It was not until Gao Yuan couldn't bear it anymore and came over from the side that he spread his hands and said frankly: "I don't have any money. How about you pay for me, Master?"

As soon as the words fell, before the old Taoist priest could answer, he saw Ran quickly collecting his things, stuffing the wooden fish into his arms, and then saying goodbye. After stepping into the mud, he did not forget to turn around and say to Gao Yuan: "Master Gao, please don't forget last night. I, a monk, have a very strong temper."

"Let's go, monks are so long-winded."

He waved his hand and disappeared quickly. Unable to bear the look back, Gao Yuan's expression became unnatural when he spoke.

After seeing him off, Ran bent down to pick up the small bowl. Seeing Xiang Jiannan still staring at him, he could only helplessly say, "Disciple, how did you know that? It's normal for a monk to be a little crazy."

After he finished speaking, seeing that Xiang Jiannan did not respond, he hesitated and took out some silver and handed it to him.

The silver touched the bottom of the bowl in his hand, making a ding sound. The old Taoist priest just wanted to run away, but the one who had just left was not so lucky. His body suddenly straightened up and his face turned red again.

(End of this chapter)