Medicinal Immortal

"Come and go! Bad luck!" Xiao Er looked at the two monks with disgust, turned and walked inside.

The five- or six-year-old monk wanted to lift people up, but he was too weak to help them, but the other monks not far away met and hurriedly came to help.

"Master, I'm not hungry, I'm not hungry yet, really." The little monk's immature voice was crying, and he said that he was not hungry, but his stomach was grunting.

The old monk listened, touched his little head and sighed without saying anything.

"Amitabha."

Tangning walked over and bowed to them with her hands folded. His eyes fell on the old monk and asked, "Master, I don't know where you are from? Why are you here?"

The old monk looked up and saw that the person in front of him was also a monk. He was stunned for a moment and replied with a Buddhist ceremony, saying: "Amitabha, we are the monks of the Longmen Temple in the city of Huaishan. A month ago, the Liu family, the big family in the city, invite us Going to the Fuzhong to practice superfluous souls, but later it was said that after the superfluous practice, there were still ghosts. The Liu family died of several lives. Our Longmen Temple was also sealed by the city lord. The monks in the temple were all driven out and we were not allowed to return to the temple."

The old monk sighed and said: "Dozens of disciples in the monastery scattered around. The poor monk heard that there is a holy Buddha in Hanshan Temple. His Dharma is boundless. He once saved the monk in Hanshan Temple from the deep waters, so he brought the rest. The disciples and the abbot all the way to alms, want to go to Hanshan Temple to worship the holy Buddha, and solve my disaster in Longmen Temple."

"Guru..."

The little monk next to him grumbled again, and he lowered his head in a bewildered manner, not daring to see his master, as well as the beautiful monk dressed in Qingyi next to him.

Tangning reached out and touched the little monk’s head, showing a smile. She wanted to take out the dry food in the space, but looking at them with their hungry faces and dry lips, the dry food seemed too hard for them to eat right now. , And she is more likely to eat some meat, and the monk also doesn't eat it.

So she said: "You come with me! I invite you to dinner."

"This..." The old monk hesitated. With so many of them, how could this little master be able to afford it?

"Let's go! Go and call the masters over there too." Tangning said to one of the monks, and then went into the inn.

Xiaoer greeted the passing guests inside. Who knew that the monk was coming again, so he stepped forward and stopped: "What's the matter? Why is it here again? Really this is your monk temple! Give it to me! ..." Before he finished speaking, he stopped when he saw the silver in the little monk's hand.

"Prepare two tables of fast food." Tangning was too lazy to be familiar with him, and after throwing the money over, she shouted to the monks who hesitated to come in: "Come in! Just sit here."

"Okay, come in! Come in! If you have money, you can discuss everything." Xiao Er said with a smile on his face, and quickly went to talk about it.

A dozen or so monks sat down at the dining table on the first floor of the inn with some anxiety. Looking at the little monk dressed in Tsing Yi, the old abbot said, "Little master, this is too expensive."

"It's okay, I have money." Tangning said with a smile.

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other and couldn't say a word.

Are monks in other places so rich these days?