"Master, the honored guest is here."
The small monk's voice came from outside the door.
After a while, an unfathomable voice came from inside."Come in."
The small monk pushed open the door and led Wu Yifan and Ju Jingyi into the meditation room.
As soon as the two of them walked in, they immediately smelled a strong smell of alcohol and roast chicken.
"Why does it smell like alcohol?"
"And the smell of roast chicken. I can't be wrong.”
Ju Jingyi's white hand was fanning her nose, but the smell of alcohol was too strong and pungent.
"Cough, cough, cough. Patrons, you're mistaken. This isn't the smell of alcohol. This is the smell of vinegar, aged vinegar. There's also roast chicken. You must have smelled it wrong. This is a temple. How can there be roast chicken?”
The old monk spoke nonsense with a straight face.
This old monk was naturally not the old monk from before. However, he was also somewhat capable. He was just a wine and meat monk.
Just when Wu Yifan and Ju Jingyi were still skeptical, a loud shout suddenly sounded.
"Ah, you old bald donkey, we agreed to split the wine equally, but you finished it!”
The small monk followed the smell with his nose and found the half-eaten roast chicken and the empty wine pot.
He immediately cursed out loud in anger.
"You little brat, who are you yelling at? I'm your master.”
"This is the chicken I roasted. We agreed to split it equally, but you only left me a chicken butt!”
"Isn't it just a chicken? Wouldn't it be fine if we roast another one? Moreover, this isn't just the chicken's butt.”
"Alright, then I'll roast another one. Don't even think about eating it this time.”
"Disciple, disciple, master's good disciple, how can there be no wine when eating roast chicken?”
Then I want two gourds."
"One gourd. I want half of the roast chicken.”
"Deal!"
What had happened?
Wu Yifan and Ju Jingyi were dumbfounded. This was an accomplished monk?
The two of them felt that they might have gone to the wrong place and were about to turn around and leave.
"Cough, cough, cough. Patrons, wait a moment. As the saying goes, wine and meat pass through the intestines, but Buddha stays in his heart.”
The old monk pretended to be profound as he chanted Ami's prayer to Buddha.
Wu Yifan and Ju Jingyi didn't even turn their heads. This was definitely not the senior monk they were looking for.
"Hey, hey, hey. Patrons, you shouldn't be here just to ask for the safety talisman. You're also here because of the haunted house, right?”
The old monk was anxious. He was afraid that the two big fish would run away. Otherwise, where would they get money to drink and eat?
However, the small monk seemed as if it had nothing to do with him as he gnawed on the chicken butt.
Mmm, the chicken butt smells good too.
Hearing the words of the haunted house, Wu Yifan and Ju Jingyi stopped and turned around.
How did this old monk know everything? Could it be that he really had some tricks up his sleeve?
"Phew, I finally managed to fool him."
When the old monk saw the two of them return, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Ju Jingyi came to the old monk and asked,"You are Master Jue Chen?"
Jue Chen was the current abbot of Longyou Temple. He was also the old monk who had noticed the forbidden lightning tribulation. However, it was obvious that the one in front of him was not.
"This old monk's Dharma name is Jue Kong. Jue Chen is this old monk's senior brother. He is currently in seclusion to cultivate and is temporarily unable to meet guests.”
Juekong was currently at the first vein of the Earth Grade. If it was just a simple ritual, he would indeed have no problem in exorcising ghosts and catching demons.
If it wasn't for Juekong being sloppy all day, only thinking about drinking and eating meat, his realm would probably be much higher.
Ju Jingyi thought to herself, Sure enough, how could this monk, who drank wine and ate meat in such a sloppy manner, be Master Jue Chen?
"Master, since you know why we are here, why don't we go down the mountain now?”
Wu Yifan suddenly said. He was not a superstitious person. If it were not for Ju Jingyi's request, he would have gone to the mushroom house by himself.
Ju Jingyi also nodded. Although she wasn't Master Jue Chen, since they were fellow disciples, it shouldn't be a problem.
"Don't be impatient, benefactors. You've just come up the mountain, so you must be tired. Why don't you rest in the temple first? The old monk still needs to prepare the amulet.”
"In addition, we don't have to go down the mountain. You should be going to Weng Cao Village, right? There's a shortcut at the back of the mountain that can directly lead to Weng Cao Village.”
Wu Yifan and Ju Jingyi finally nodded. They were indeed tired after climbing up the mountain. It was naturally good that there was a shortcut now.
"This is my disciple Kong Kong. He will bring you to the guest room to rest.”
The old monk looked at the small monk beside him and realized that the small monk was still gnawing on the chicken head. He immediately cursed,"Eat, eat, eat. All you know is to eat. Hurry up and bring the two patrons to the guest room to rest!”
The little monk Kong Kong was still angry. He didn't even look at the old monk as he chewed on the chicken drumstick and walked out.
"Let's go."
The small monk had yet to swallow the meat in his mouth as he shouted in a muffled voice.
Wu Yifan and Ju Jingyi both looked at each other in dismay. No matter how they looked at it, this master and disciple pair were unreliable. Could they really do it?
.......
When the sky was about to darken, Monk Jue Kong brought his disciple Kong Kong over.
Monk Juekong took out ten yellow talismans and said,""Patrons, these are the safety talismans you wanted. There are ten of them in total.”
The yellow talisman was drawn with cinnabar. Wu Yifan and Ju Jingyi could not understand what was written on it, but it looked very new. It should have been made not long ago.
Ju Jingyi was about to take it, but Monk Juekong said,"Female benefactor, drawing these ten Peace Talismans consumed a lot of energy. Although my Buddha is merciful, this incense money…"
Before Monk Juekong could finish his words, Wu Yifan interrupted him and said loudly,"You still need money for this?"
Ju Jingyi wasn't too surprised. There was nothing to make a fuss about. The temple originally relied on selling amulets and performing rituals to earn incense money.
"Master, how much is this?”Ju Jingyi asked.
"Not much, only five hundred," the old monk said.”
Ten talismans cost 500 yuan, which was more expensive than the average temple, but it was still acceptable for Ju Jingyi.
Wu Yifan was shocked." Five hundred for just ten talismans? You must be kidding!"”
The old monk smiled kindly and said,""Benefactor, it's not ten 500 yuan bills, but one 500 yuan bill.”
Ju Jingyi.
Wu Yifan.
The two of them were dumbfounded. Five thousand for ten talismans? This was a joke.
Seeing the two of them, Monk Juekong said,""Patrons, this is a talisman drawn by the old monk. Wearing it can ensure that ghosts and gods will retreat and evil spirits will not invade.”
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