Mirroring the changes

"Ugh~"

Even though it had been two days, the faint sound of vomiting could still be heard in the village from time to time.

There was no way, the scene that night shocked everyone's nerves.

The ground was covered with rotten corpses and rotten flesh, and was infested with wriggling maggots.

There were thick bones, covered with blood, and there was a stench.

I believe that in the next period of time, there will be no meat in their dishes.

As for the Earth Temple?

No longer exists.

It had already been razed to the ground at that time.

In order to express their gratitude, many villagers want to build a Buddha temple in the east end of the village to worship the Buddha.

But this matter was temporarily stopped due to the obstruction of the elder of the Qin clan.

Why do you say temporarily?

Because since last night, Mr. Qin has gone crazy.

He often runs to the ruins of the Earth Temple on the mountain when no one is paying attention.

Every time I have to kowtow a hundred times before I come down.

Even my family can't stop me.

He was still shouting that the landowner fell asleep at night.

Today I am here to fulfill my wish.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this old guy is really crazy.

Naturally, no one has any trust in him at this time.

Qinzhuang, Yuelai Inn.

Old man Zheng was very proud.

Previously, Mr. Qin led people to rob people in his inn.

At that time, those people also angrily cursed Zhengjia Inn as the disaster star of Qinzhuang.

If the landlord really left, he would smash the inn.

The elder of the Qin clan even came to taunt him the next day.

Now it seems that many people understand that it was themselves who were obsessed with it at that time.

So when I saw Old Man Zheng, I would avoid him and walk away.

"Amitabha."

Old man Zheng walked around the village early in the morning. As soon as he returned to the inn, he saw Master Xinguang and other monks.

"Amitabha, Amitabha."

"Masters... are you waiting for me?"

Old Man Zheng looked at several people carrying bags on their backs, as if they were waiting for him to come back.

"Donor Zheng, fate comes and goes. It's time for me to leave."

Master Xinguang smiled and bowed.

Hearing this, Old Man Zheng was shocked: "Masters, why don't you stay for two more days?"

"Although this Qinzhuang is barren, there are some outstanding delicacies. It won't be too late for me to show off all the dishes and let the masters taste them before leaving."

When they heard about the delicious food, Li Sao and Agua were filled with excitement.

But Li Chen shook his head: "Amitabha."

"I appreciate Donor Zheng's kindness."

"If I have the chance, I will come to Qinzhuang again and taste the benefactor's craftsmanship."

Old Man Zheng is very good at observing people's emotions. In the past few days, he has learned that all the monks regard Li Chen as their most respected person.

Seeing the other party talking at this time, I already knew in my heart that it was useless to stay.

However, he still had something on his mind and didn't know how to speak.

But it was Monk Yehui who saw the hesitation on his face, so he asked: "Donor Zheng, is there anything else you want to explain?"

Old Man Zheng smiled awkwardly: "I do have something else I want to ask for."

Monk Xinguang also smiled when he heard this: "Almsgiver Zheng has something to say, just say it."

"If I and a few others are within their ability, I will do my best."

When Old Man Zheng heard this, his eyes lit up, and he actually used the shameless skills he had practiced for many years in business: "Then the old man will thank all the masters here."

He couldn't help but bow directly to the monks.

It made the monks dumbfounded.

Is this old man going to rely on the big guy?

When everyone saw his behavior, they immediately laughed and said, "Donor Zheng, please tell me."

"Masters, wait a moment."

After speaking, he turned around and whispered a few words to the waiter.

Soon the waiter ran away.

Not long after, Mrs. Six hurried to the front hall with her child in her arms.

"The benefactor is leaving?"

It is said that children are a mother's favorite.

Since Li Chen helped her son get rid of the evil spirit, the child has returned to health.

Even after being washed by spiritual energy, his physical condition improved a lot.

From then on, the woman called the monks her benefactor.

"Amitabha."

"I waited a long time to go out this time, so I have to go back earlier."

"I see."

Before the woman could say a few more words of greetings, Old Man Zheng waved his hand to signal her to put the child down.

"Yun'er, hurry up! Kowtow to the master!"

The child was also clever. He broke away from his arms in a flash and came to Li Chen. Without any explanation, he knelt down directly.

"master!"

The master's call was crisp, but it startled Li Chen.

"Amitabha."

"I can't do it, I can't do it."

Li Chen quickly leaned down and picked up the child.

This child is cute. Although he is young, he has more than a hundred tricks.

Likeable indeed.

"Xiaoyun'er, are you willing to shave your head bald?"

"I do!"

His voice was milky, but his eyes were very firm.

This startled the old man next to him.

He only had this bloodline in his late seventies, how could he be allowed to cut off his beard?

"Ahem."

"Master, lay disciple, lay disciple~"

Of course Li Chen knew what Old Man Zheng was thinking, but he just wanted to scare Old Man Zheng on purpose.

Seeing Old Man Zheng, a layer of sweat broke out on his head, and he couldn't help but feel funny.

"That's it."

After speaking, he reached out and touched the child's head and said, "It's a pity. If Xiao Yun'er has the qualifications to become a monk, he will have a bright future."

"Oh, no, no~"

"Hahaha."

Li Chen raised his lips and put the child down: "Donor Zheng, I understand your intention."

"It's just that you and I don't have the fate of master and apprentice~"

After saying that, he looked at the smiling monk Xin Guang next to him.

Monk Xin Guang kept calculating with his left hand, but his expression was unfathomable.

Seeing this, Old Man Zheng quickly told his son: "Yun'er, kneel down for the master."

"This is your master!"

The little kid looked at the big monk with big shoulders and waist, and hesitated for a moment before kneeling down.

But Monk Xin Guang smiled and said: "Little donor, I don't mean it."

After saying that, he helped him up and turned to look at Old Man Zheng: "I don't have the fate of master and apprentice with you either."

"This..."

Old Man Zheng was disappointed.

After the incident at the Qinzhuang Land God Temple, he wanted his son to practice cultivation.

In the practice of cultivation, it is important to follow the teacher and inherit the tradition.

There is no better master than a few monks in the world.

So Old Man Zheng wanted his son to worship under the names of several masters.

But now it seems that he was overthinking.

Does my son not have the qualifications to practice?

He couldn't help asking himself.

But Monk Xinguang smiled and said, "Donor Zheng, don't think too much."

"Your son is smart and lovely. It's not that he doesn't have the qualifications to practice, nor that we don't accept him as a disciple."

"It's that he has a good teacher in his destiny."

Hearing this, Old Man Zheng couldn't help but raise his head, and even his voice trembled: "Master Xinguang, are you serious?!"

"Absolutely true!"

Monk Xinguang calculated with his left hand, looking serious, and then slowly said, "Just wait until tomorrow morning and let him go out at 1:00 a.m."

"The first person he meets wearing a bamboo hat is his master."