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"If over the years, Jueyuan has returned to the identity of an ordinary person, but still wants to become a monk, do you think that old monk will have a demon in his heart?" When Su Yang asked this question, his eyes were fixed on the old monk.

From the eyes of the old monk, Su Yang could see his feelings for Jueyuan.

The old monk and the young monk, Su Yang's eyes were slightly different.

"This... it's hard to say, old man." The old monk sighed heavily.

After getting the answer he wanted, Su Yang also let out a heavy sigh, suddenly stood up, stretched out a hand, and whispered: "Please enlighten me!".

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When he walked out of the meditation room, Su Yang slapped his mouth in a sullen mood.

This old monk, Zangzhuo, didn't have such force last time, but this time he was much more powerful than last time.

Su Yang didn't ask whether it was because the old monk's martial arts improved after the last sparring, or whether it was because he called him an old monk to make him angry and his powerlessness increased a lot.

But the old monk's force value seems to be really not low, so try calling him old bald donkey next time.

Zhu Lan watched Su Yang come out, opened his mouth to ask something, but didn't ask anything in the end.

Su Yang glanced at her and asked, "I'm going to have a vegetarian meal, do you want to come with me?"

"Go." Zhu Lan's eyes lit up and nodded.

At first, Su Yang thought that the monk's vegetarian meal was not delicious, but the vegetarian meal at the West Buddhist Temple in Fengdu City is really different from the vegetarian meal in other temples.

Even because it is a vegetarian meal, the unique aroma is even better than those meat dishes.

As a girl, Zhu Lan ate two bowls of rice last time, and you can see how delicious the vegetarian rice is at the West Buddhist Temple in Fengdu City.

This time, without the old monk accompanying him, Su Yang didn't want to be watched like a monkey when he walked out of the Zhaitang.

With the arrangement of the old monk, Su Yang Er's vegetarian meal for 22 people must be much richer than ordinary people's vegetarian meal, and many young monks are envious.

After the fasting meal, Su Yang looked at Zhu Lan and asked, "Do you want to go back to the city bureau first?"

"Aren't you going back?" Zhu Lan looked up at Su Yang and asked.

"I won't go back for now." Su Yang shook his head.

"Then I'm not going back either."

"Ok."

It seemed that Zhu Lan was really going to stick to himself, and Su Yang didn't care, he turned and walked outside the temple.

When passing a merit box, the little monk looked at Su Yang and his eyes brightened: "You two, do you want to offer incense? We support online transfers here."

"What's your name?" Su Yang stopped and asked the little monk.

"Donor, there is no name in the temple, only the dharma name."

"What's your name?"

"The little monk's legal name is Bajie." The little monk folded his hands together and lowered his head slightly.

"Bajie, right? I'll ask you abbots to ask you to learn scriptures." Su Yang said silently.

The little monk obviously didn't believe it, shook his head and said, "The donor is joking, where do you need to learn scriptures these days?"

"Naturally, you don't need to take scriptures, but you can copy scriptures."

A voice sounded, and the little monk laughed again: "Why do you punish me for copying scriptures for no reason?"

"The mind is not right." Su Yang said.

"Where am I wrong?" The little monk stared, but turned to look at a figure walking beside him, lowered his head and said, "Abbot."

"Why is he wrong?" The old monk walked up to Su Yang and asked.

"You saw it just now. He was tempting me to pray for incense. Can this kind of thing be forced? And..."

Su Yang looked at the little monk again, and said, "You monk Bajie, isn't it the pilgrim's decision on how much the pilgrims pay for the sesame oil? Are people who have less sesame oil money to suffer from scorn? People who have more sesame oil money, you treat others tail wagging?"

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Su Yang looked at the little monk again, and said, "You monk Bajie, isn't it the pilgrim's decision on how much the pilgrims pay for the sesame oil? Are people who have less sesame oil money to suffer from scorn? People who have more sesame oil money, you treat others tail wagging?"

"Is there such a thing?" The old monk frowned.

The little monk even waved his hand and explained, "How can such a thing happen, abbot, you have to believe me."

Zhu Lan glanced at the monk with the dharma name Bajie with contempt. She could see it all in her eyes. This little monk's mind is very wrong.

"The temple's sesame oil money is used to make a golden body for the Bodhisattva, and the pilgrims donate how much sesame oil money they want. A sincere heart should not be polluted by money, Bajie, you can go to the backyard to clean from today. In addition, copy the Diamond Sutra fifty times."

After the old monk said some things, he seemed to feel that he had not finished speaking, and said, "If you think you can't accept it, then resign."

As the head of the temple, the old monk can be said to be the highest administrative officer here, and it is still possible to appoint or remove a junior monk.

cleaning?Copy the Diamond Sutra fifty times?Resign down the mountain?

The young monk Bajie sat paralyzed on the ground, his face stunned, but he quickly reacted, and lowered his head and said to the old monk: "Abbot, I understand, I will copy the Diamond Sutra, and I will take care of the backyard in the future. responsible."

After all, that Bajie gritted his teeth and glanced at Su Yang angrily, wishing he could eat Su Yang.

Su Yang didn't see it at all, but was a little surprised. He would rather clean the temple and copy the Diamond Sutra fifty times than go down the mountain?