Bishop's Retirement

Chapter 338 Is it Hanshan Temple again?
Before I knew it, two days had passed.

At noon, Zuixianlou.

Wang Ye leaned against the counter, looking at the hall in front of him with a dazed expression.

The hall in front of me was full of monks in monk's robes and shiny heads.

At first glance, there is a large area of ​​bareness, which is extremely eye-catching.

Not only that, each of these monks is physically strong and vigorous.

What's more, the temples are bulging high, which obviously has superior internal strength.

"Damn..."

Seeing the scene in front of him, Wang Ye murmured to himself: "This is all right, why are there so many bald donkeys here?"

"You old money junkie..."

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Aji said, "Why did the monk recruit you?"

"It's not that people don't give money for eating, how ugly is it for you to eat a bald donkey?"

"You little bastard knows what a fart!"

Glancing at Aji next to him, Wang Ye said, "Open your eyes and see, what do these monks want?"

"Plain noodles?"

Hearing this, Aji said listlessly: "What else can you expect from him, monk?"

"It's a pity that you still know it's plain noodles!"

Hearing Aji's words, Wang Ye said, "That bowl of plain noodles is only three big bucks. This room is full, and the money you earn is not as much as someone makes a few stir-fried dishes..."

"If it's like this every day, I will pay to death!"

Between the words, Wang Ye was full of displeasure.

As soon as this remark came out, Aji was just about to say something.

"Mother!"

And at this moment, a familiar call came.

Following the sound, Zhao Butou walked in quickly.

He found a place to sit down, and said, "Shopkeeper Wang, a bowl of fatty sausage noodles, and a plate of mutton!"

"Hey, catcher Zhao!"

Seeing Catcher Zhao walk in, Wang Ye rushed to greet him: "You came just in time, I have something to ask you!"

"Is this Jinling City haunted by goblins? Why are there so many monks here?"

Following Wang Ye's words, Aji also followed.

"Hey shopkeeper Wang, don't you dare to talk nonsense!"

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Zhao Butou said: "Now the world is in balance, the dynasty and the country are prosperous, how can there be goblins?"

"There are so many masters, that's because of Hanshan Temple!"

Hanshan Temple! ?

As soon as Zhao Butou said this, Wang Ye's heart moved.

He and Aji looked at each other with a blank look on their faces.

A while ago, during the Tiangou eclipse, the thrilling stele in Hanshan Temple attracted countless martial arts practitioners.

It hasn't stopped for a few days, what the hell is going on in Hanshan Temple?
Thinking of this, Wang Ye looked at Zhao Butou and said, "What happened to Hanshan Temple?"

"what happened?"

Hearing Wang Ye's question, Zhao Catcher shook his head, and said, "A few days ago, it was not Tiangou's eclipse, did a stone tablet emerge from the pagoda forest of Hanshan Temple?"

"At that time, a group of martial arts people fought and killed in Tallinn to fight for the stele"

"As a result, many stone pagodas were damaged, and many eminent monks and great virtues who passed away could not be peaceful."

"What's more, someone is selling wine and meat in a pure Buddhist place!"

"So, Zen Master Chen, the abbot of Hanshan Temple, realized a problem..."

Having said that, Zhao Catcher poured himself a bowl of water and took a big gulp.

"Aware of what's wrong?"

Wang Ye hurriedly asked.

"Practicing Zen can't make you really quiet!"

Hearing Wang Ye's questioning, Zhao Butou said seriously: "So Zen Master Liaochen must imitate Shaolin Temple!"

"He widely distributed hero posts, summoned Zen disciples with strong martial arts from all over the world, and selected the strongest among them to be the abbot of Hanshan Temple..."

"Lead the whole temple to practice Zen and martial arts, and protect peace!"

???

As soon as this remark came out, Wang Ye and Aji looked at each other with shock on their faces.

He never imagined that Hanshan Temple, which had accidents again and again, would actually have a fucking temper!
This has begun to follow the path of Zen and Wu Shuangxiu!

It's no wonder that the monks who can't eat in the store are full of energy and blood, and their bodies are strong.

After working for a long time, they all went to fight to be the monk hosted by Hanshan Temple!

"No ..."

Thinking of this, Wang Ye said, "Isn't it the abbot of a monastery?"

"As for attracting so many people to compete here?"

Between the words, Wang Ye's face was full of confusion.

"Amitabha, shopkeeper, you don't understand this."

Hearing Wang Ye's words, a monk said: "We are Zen disciples who share the same spirit, and Hanshan Temple is also a famous temple of my Zen sect. We will definitely not sit idly by when we encounter this change..."

"As the so-called fame and wealth are but passing clouds, only the Buddhist scriptures and blue lanterns and yellow scrolls can take me to the blissful rebirth!"

"Amitabha!"

As soon as this remark came out, all the monks recited the Buddha's name in unison.

Looking around, I can only see a dignified and peaceful meaning.

"Look, look!"

Hearing these Buddha's names, Aji said: "Old money fan, look at the enlightenment and heart of the master..."

"That's really a blue light and a yellow scroll, and it's going to save the confused people in the world..."

"cough!"

Before Aji finished speaking, Catcher Zhao coughed and said, "The Hanshan Temple is full of incense, and the scenery is extraordinary..."

"You can earn a lot of money from the incense and fire every year, not to mention the tourists who enjoy the scenery..."

As soon as this remark came out, there was no sound in the huge inn.

The monks who were still impassioned just now bowed their heads and ate plain noodles.

For a while, the sound of sucking noodles spread throughout the hall.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Wang Ye couldn't help laughing.

Sure enough, the prosperity of the world is for profit, and the world's hustle and bustle is for profit.

If there is no benefit, the ghost will go to Hanshan Temple to be the host!

"Saw?"

At this time, Wang Ye kicked Aji's ass, and said, "It's all about righteousness, but behind the scenes, it's all about business!"

"The yellow scroll of the green light is opened one page..."

"Fuck off, go down and serve Zhao Bu's fat sausage noodles!"

Said, Wang Ye kicked Aji's ass.

"Wang Papi..."

After being kicked by Wang Ye, Aji grunted.

Immediately he turned around and walked towards the back kitchen.

"By the way, Catcher Zhao..."

After Aji went to the back kitchen, Wang Ye suddenly thought of something.

He looked at Zhao Butou and said, "How does Hanshan Temple plan to select the strongest monk this time?"

"Contest!"

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Zhao Butou said: "Since we choose the one with the highest martial arts, we must use martial arts to make a decision..."

"Then Hanshan Temple has even set up the arena, just waiting for these Zen disciples to come to Qi to compete!"

野！
This Zen Master Liaochen of Hanshan Temple is playing a fucking game!
The Zen school was transferred to the Wu school, and the goddamn martial arts competition was chosen as the host.

This Zen master Liaochen, how wild and how did he come here!

Thinking of this, Wang Ye's head flashed.

An idea popped into his mind instantly.
"Zhao Butou, help me look at the store, I'll come back as soon as I go!"

As he said that, Wang Ye ran out of Zuixianlou directly, looking very anxious.

Looking at the back of Wang Ye running away, Zhao Butou was stunned.

(End of this chapter)