Chapter 377 The Riddler
The two of them were just playing charades.
The success made the three little ladies even more confused.
"Ye Ao, what are you and the master talking about?" Yun Miaomiao couldn't help but ask.
Ye Ao smiled: "Nothing."
Unable to get an answer from Ye Ao, Yun Miaomiao looked at the master again.
He pouted and asked: "Master, what did you mean by what you just said?"
The fair-weather monk glanced at Ye Ao and said mysteriously: "Buddha said, it cannot be said, it cannot be said."
Okay, Riddler!
Yun Miaomiao suddenly felt a little puzzled.
How does the interpretation of Ye Ao's signature look like?
Make the meat-and-wine monk look mysterious and unpredictable!
The fair-weather monk couldn't help but glance at Jin Peipei and sighed: "No wonder."
"The benefactor is destined to have an unpredictable person, who is far away in the sky and right before our eyes!"
Seeing that Jin Peipei wanted to ask more questions.
The fair-weather monk didn't give her this chance at all.
He immediately stretched out his hand and said, "It's almost time for dinner. Would you like some donors to try it together?"
Suddenly, everyone was sweating violently and their heads were covered with black lines.
The meal hasn't started yet.
The monk hid under the altar table and stole the chicken?
There is no place to raise chickens near this temple.
I really don’t know where I stole it from!
Originally, Yun Miaomiao really wanted to have the guts to refuse and say goodbye to this unreliable monk.
The words haven't been spoken yet.
Suddenly my voice got stuck in my throat!
Gululu——
Yun Miaomiao's stomach growled, making everyone present stunned.
I heard the meat-and-potatoes monk laughing out loud: "It seems that the female donor is hungry, let's come and have a meal together."
Said.
The monk didn't even wait for Yun Miaomiao to refuse and took the lead.
We were hiking up the mountain today. I was afraid that the three little girls would be starving after being there for so long!
I didn't notice it just now.
When the monk told me to eat, I felt hungry and my hands and feet became dizzy.
He immediately followed behind without caring about his face.
Ye Ao also walked with him, but his brows were furrowed.
Looking at the back of the fair-weather monk, Ye Ao always felt that this monk seemed to know something.
But because Yun Miaomiao and three others were there, it was inconvenient for Ye Ao to ask.
So we went together to the temple’s dining area.
It's actually just an empty space.
Next to it is where the monks live.
It looks simple, but when you are inside, it is a bit elegant.
Next to a small bamboo forest, there is a stone table.
The fast food is placed on top.
A young novice served the food diligently.
When he saw the meat-and-wine monk, the young novice twitched his nose and complained.
"Master, are you drinking and eating meat again?"
"This is not acceptable! It is disrespectful to Buddha!"
The fair-weather monk touched his bald head, laughed, and sat down in his seat.
Picking up the chopsticks, he said cheerfully: "Buddha, keep it in my heart!"
The little novice monk is obviously used to it.
After saying a few words, he said no more.
Instead, he set out the dishes and chopsticks for Ye Ao and the others, and said politely: "Please use them with your courtesy, please."
After saying this, the little novice ran away quickly.
He still hasn’t watered his vegetable patch!
Yun Miaomiao looked at the little novice monk's back in astonishment, and couldn't help but ask the monk: "Doesn't he want to eat?"
While eating green vegetables, with a look of disgust on his face, the monk replied: "He is an ascetic, different from me."
Good fellow, penance?
Yun Miaomiao was speechless.
There are really all kinds of strange people in this temple!
Halfway through the meal, the sweeper at the door also came back.
I saw Ye Ao and others sitting at the table eating, calm and calm.
Put down the broom very calmly, then wash your hands and eat.
Don't look at it, it's just green vegetables and the like, it doesn't have any meaty taste.
But it tastes extremely good!
Yun Miaomiao couldn't help but eat a few more bowls.
By the time she realized she had eaten too much, it was already too late.
My belly is so round that I can't even stand up.
As long as he moved a little bit, the food he had just eaten would hit his internal organs.
Feeling uncomfortable all over!
"You deserve it, who asked you to eat so much?" Tian Jingning said with a smile.
Yun Miaomiao pouted: "Who made this food so delicious..."
It's indeed delicious.
Even a restrained person like Jin Peipei couldn't help but eat more.
It’s just not as exaggerated as Yun Miaomiao!
After eating enough and drinking enough, people become lazy.
The fair-weather monk took advantage of the situation and asked the young novice to tidy up the guest room so that the few of them could take a nap.
Yun Miaomiao and the other three suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
They eat and drink here for free, and now they want to live for free!
So Yun Miaomiao proposed to donate some money to the temple.
"Master, how much is appropriate?" Yun Miaomiao asked.
The wine-meat monk's eyes lit up, and he immediately clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name.
"Donor, monks don't talk about money, they talk about fate!"
"Eighteen thousand yuan for one fate!"
Yun Miaomiao's mouth twitched and she burst into sweat.
Is this still a monk?
So direct!
but.
Yun Miaomiao still obediently put money into the merit box.
Others followed suit.
Even Ye Ao is no exception.
When you eat someone else's food, you have to pay a little.
Otherwise, what would happen?
Say it again.
This money is indeed quite a lot for ordinary people.
But for the four people present, it was just drizzle!
Finish these.
The young novice took the four of them to rest in the guest room.
The temple has strict rules and regulations.
Therefore, it is not convenient for Ye Yun to live with Jin Peipei.
Their rooms are separated by a wall.
"If any of the donors have any instructions, just shout and the young monk can hear them."
The little novice monk smiled at Ye Ao and others.
Looks quite happy.
Aren't you happy? This is the money-splitting boy.
The temple is built on the top of a mountain and is rarely visited.
Usually, only a few wealthy people come up to ask for signatures.
Logically speaking, the income of the temple should be good.
But the fair-weather monk is so unreliable that he refuses to accept any money.
According to the fair-weather monk.
I don't want to have anything to do with these people.
Today, Ye Ao and his group gave money, and the fair-weather monk did not stop them, which was unprecedented.
The young novice is full of hope that Ye Ao and the others can give more.
The temple is in disrepair and needs money for renovation.
In addition, this meat-and-wine monk spends his days stealing chickens from farmers at the foot of the mountain.
The young novice had to go up and apologize with money.
If you have more money on hand.
Then little novice monks don’t have to worry...
Ye Ao was lying in the guest room with his hands on the back of his head, not feeling sleepy at all.
The reason why Ye Ao stayed.
I noticed something unusual about this temple.
Want to find out!
Throughout the afternoon, Ye Ao was thinking about the monks he had met after arriving at the temple.
It can be said.
This temple is more like a welfare home, the kind that takes in the old, weak, sick and disabled.
There is no normal person in there!
Ye Ao was almost in bed, closing his eyes and concentrating all afternoon.
By the time I got up again, it was already time for dinner.
Yun Miaomiao and the three others also got up.
Holding her stomach, she said with a bitter look on her face: "I'm so hungry."
"But, wouldn't it be bad if we continue to stay here to eat?"
"It's too intrusive."
This chapter has been completed!