My apprentice is not easy

Chapter 270
This is the first time I have seen a temple with gold plaques.

San Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, then walked into the gate of the temple with his normal expression.

The people around are coming and going, it seems a bit crowded.

But after noticing the identity of the Sansheng monk, he consciously avoided the two sides and made way for a wider road.

Should it be said that it is worthy of the human race of Shi Kingdom?How could he have such respect for monks?

San Sheng maintained a solemn smile, lowered his eyes slightly, and thanked the passers-by who avoided him.

What I didn't want was the extremely frightened eyes of these people.

"They seem to be very scared..."

Sitting in the bubble, Youjin controlled the bubble to land on Sansheng's shoulder, looked around, and said so.

Sansheng did not answer.

He raised his eyes to look forward, and set his sights on a twelve or thirteen-year-old monk.

That should be... arranged by this temple to guide the pilgrims.

San Sheng stepped closer, and after making sure that the little monk had noticed him, he folded his hands together and saluted.

The little monk stared at him for a moment, then returned the same salute.

Both of them straightened up.

The little monk asked.

"Where did Master come from? But something happened?"

"The little monk traveled here and came to visit your monastery. By the way, I asked for a place to rest."

Sansheng answered with a smile.

The little monk suddenly realized.

"so……"

He thought for a moment, turned his head to look at the position behind him, and then said to San Sheng.

"I need to ask the supervisor about this matter... Master will wait here, and I will ask the monk right now."

San Sheng bowed immediately.

"Thank you little master!"

The little monk left, while San Sheng squinted his eyes and looked over the temple.

You Jin followed his line of sight and looked over.

Blue skies...and nothing else.

She spoke curiously.

"What are you looking at?"

San Sheng looked away.

"Looking at the past and the future."

You Jin was taken aback for a moment.

Can the past and the future be known by looking at the sky?

She hastily made a serious expression, raised her head, and stared in the direction of the sky.

The sky is still the sky, and the cloud is still the cloud.

Where is anything else?
San Sheng smiled lightly.

"How is it? Did you see it?"

"I can't see it!"

"Then do you want to see it?"

"miss you!"

You Jin withdrew her gaze and looked at San Sheng expectantly.

Can Sansheng let her see what he saw?
However, San Sheng turned his eyes away and stared straight ahead.

There was a deep smile in his tone.

"Don't show it."

Youjin:(⊿)

How can it be... like this?
She still wanted to argue with Sansheng, but in front of her, the young monk had already led a middle-aged monk out.

The middle-aged monk had dark eyes under his eyes.

After seeing San Sheng's attire clearly, he frowned and lowered his face.

He reached out and grabbed the little monk who was walking in front, and instructed him to go to other places.

Only then did he walk up to San Sheng alone.

Frowning, looking up and down.

"Where are you monk from?"

"The monk's robe is not on, and his clothes are disheveled. Could it be that he is pretending to be cheating for food and drink?!"

At the end of the sentence, without waiting for Sansheng to answer, he continued with a cold snort.

"Think about it clearly, pretending to be a monk in the Shi Kingdom is a serious crime of beheading!"

The smile on San Sheng's face did not change.

First he bowed and saluted the middle-aged man before speaking.

"Young monk, I'm just a traveling monk, I don't know exactly where I came from."

"Such attire is a gift from a kind-hearted man who saw that the monk's clothes were thin."

"Little monk...not impersonating!"

When it came to the last sentence, San Sheng's tone couldn't help but become a little more serious.

But the middle-aged monk sneered.

"Not necessarily!"

"Since you are a monk, you have a history of masters. Who is your master? Which mountain gate did you enter? These are all very particular!"

"If you don't shave your head and recite the Buddha's name, you will be my Buddhist disciple!"

As he spoke, he turned his head and waved to the rear.

"Xuyu, Xuyin, come here!"

Despite the greeting from the middle-aged monk, two robust young monks walked over, both holding sticks in their hands.

When the ordinary people around saw it, they hurriedly stopped their visits.

Dodge towards the distance, leaving a large area around.

The middle-aged monk seems to be accustomed to this.

Lifting his chin, he looked at San Shengdao.

"Speak!"

"If you can't tell the source today, that poor monk will definitely be taught a lesson, you daring fake monk!"

"It's good to be back in front of the Buddha's seat, everything is clean!"

The words were so loud that the people who heard them all cast curious eyes on San Sheng.

Then, there was the sound of whispering.

"Fake monk? These days, there are still people pretending to be monks?"

"Horrible, I'm afraid he is from a different place, and I don't know the rules of our Shi country!"

"That's over, this young man can't live anymore! The stick of the prison, that's..."

"Shh! Be quiet!"

"..."

Everyone was discussing in private, but they didn't dare to speak too loudly, as if they were afraid.

You Jin flicked his tail angrily.

There is an urge to burst out of the bubble and give the middle-aged monk a tail.

"It's a bad guy, good or bad!"

No one present could hear her voice.

The middle-aged monk was still arrogant, and the whispered discussions around him did not stop.

Sansheng sighed lightly.

First, he answered the two questions raised by the middle-aged monk.

"The young monk has no teacher, nor has he entered the mountain gate..."

"Okay!"

The middle-aged monk raised his finger to him before he finished speaking.

"It really is a fake monk, come, get it for me!"

Hearing this, the two young monks behind him immediately clenched the sticks in their hands and walked towards Sansheng.

His face was calm, as if he had long been used to doing this kind of thing.

As soon as he got close to San Sheng, he raised the stick and drew it towards him.

San Sheng looked at this scene calmly.

Said to take it down, but started to put on the weapon...

If he was just an ordinary person, he would either be killed or injured under this stick.

Such a thought flashed by, San Sheng had no intention of avoiding it.

Don't even pay attention to the two people drawn by the stick.

With one hand, he took off the brocade from his shoulder, and held it in front of him, where it was easy to protect.

You Jin has already become anxious.

Spin around in bubbles.

"Three lives, three lives, get out of the way!"

San Sheng smiled, comforting softly.

"nothing."

When the words fell, the two sticks had already fallen.

"Boom! Boom!"

There were two dull sounds, but it wasn't the sound of a stick falling on a person.

Everyone was taken aback, watching intently.

I saw a ten-meter-tall Buddha radiating golden light, half-kneeling on the ground, and blocked the two sticks drawn towards Sansheng with his hands.

This Buddha is just a phantom, but the powerful Buddha nature in his body is not weak.

At first glance, people can't help but feel shocked, and even... have the urge to escape into Buddhism immediately.

"Amitabha!"

San Sheng held the small goldfish in one hand, and put the other in front of him.

A Buddha's chant resounded throughout the temple.

(End of this chapter)