"Yes, donor." The young monk nodded, his words were very sincere, and he looked very educated.
"It would be too wasteful for me to live alone in this room. How about we share it?" Ye Xiong shook the house sign in his hand.
"Thank you for your kindness, young monk. I won't disturb you, just find another place to live." The young monk said, turning around and leaving.
"Wait a moment."
Ye Xiong hurriedly stepped forward, blocked his way, and said: "I have been shopping around this Daodao City for a whole day, and I have walked through not only a hundred but also eighty inns. This one is the only one with vacancies. If you go out, I guarantee you a room."
If you can't find it, all your efforts will be in vain."
"The benefactor is right. The pilgrimage ceremony will begin in two days. How can there be any vacancies during this time?"
The young monk was suddenly in a dilemma and stood there, not knowing what to do.
"Young master, we are both Buddhist disciples, and you are not a woman. What's wrong with us living together?"
"Donor, how is this convenient?"
"What's the inconvenience? Could it be that you look down on me?" Ye Xiong felt that his cultivation level was a bit unclear, and immediately said: "I know, it must be that your cultivation level is higher than mine, and you look down on me.
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"Donor, the young monk has no such intention. The monk said that all living beings are equal, even ants are living beings, and there is no distinction between high and low."
"My little master said it very well. I think that my little master is an eminent monk. He is not only profound in cultivation and has boundless Dharma, but he is also an easy-going person. That's it." Regardless of whether he agreed or not, Ye Xiong said directly.
Go upstairs with your arms around his neck.
The young monk was reluctant and took a look at Ye Xiong's face. He probably felt that he didn't look like a bad guy, so he followed him upstairs without hesitation.
Since there is only the last room left, the location of the room is not good. It is on the last corner of the second floor and there is no window inside.
To a monk, these are nothing, just having a place to stay would be nice.
As soon as I opened the door and walked in, there was a musty smell inside. The room had not been rented out for an unknown period of time, and there was even dust inside.
There are some footprints at the door. It seems that someone has been here before. They thought the environment here was not good and changed rooms.
The young monk walked in, as if he didn't see the dust everywhere in front of him.
"Little master, I haven't lived in this place for a long time, how about making do with it for a while?" Ye Xiong asked.
"It won't be in the way, just a corner."
The two of them went in and each cleared a clean area for Pan Cong practice.
"Where does the little master come from and what is his name?" Ye Xiong asked while cleaning.
"The young monk's name is Wu Lian, and he comes from Wuliang Buddhist Temple." The young monk said.
"Infinite Buddhist Monastery, Master Nabanduo... do you know him?"
"Panda is my senior brother and he is also from Wuliang Buddhist Academy. Has the donor seen him?" Wu Lian asked.
Not only had I seen him, I even punched him!
Of course, he must not say this, otherwise, the young monk will definitely become suspicious of him.
"I haven't seen it, I just heard about it." Ye Xiong sat cross-legged on the ground and asked again: "Master Wulian..."
"Donor, please don't call me master. I'm still young, but I'm only about 700 years old. The benefactor should be older than me. You can just call me Wu Lian, or Monk Wu Lian." Wu Lian said.
With a bone age of seven hundred years, he has such a powerful cultivation level, which is indeed amazing.
Among the monks Ye Xiong had seen, except for Lu Tianzhao, the reincarnation of the divine general, no one was more powerful than him.
Today's god-level monks are not over a thousand years old.
"Then I'll call you Monk Wu Lian. My last name is Lu, and my last name is Yun."
Ye Xiong stared at the beads in his hand, his mind kept spinning, thinking about how to trick him into getting the beads.
This Wulian monk looks upright and cute, without any scheming. He is probably the hermit cultivator in rumors.
The so-called hermit cultivator refers to a monk who concentrates on cultivation and does not care about worldly affairs. This young monk is most likely one of these people.
"Donor Lu, it's getting late, let's have a good rest!"
Wu Lian sat cross-legged on the ground, with his fingers pointing towards the sky like lotus flowers, and he kept pinching the string of Buddhist beads in his hands, one by one, while chanting the Buddha's name.
It was only evening, and it was already too late. Ye Xiong was sweating like crazy.
He suspected that this young monk had been practicing all day long except for eating, drinking, and defecating.
"Wulian, are you here to participate in the pilgrimage ceremony this time?" Ye Xiong did not ask for words.
"Yes."
"How many times have you participated?"
“First time here.”
"I see that your spiritual practice is profound and your Dharma is good. You will definitely achieve good results."
"Master said that the main reason I came here is to practice. It doesn't matter whether I have achieved results or not. There is no need to force it."
"We have the same mentality, the same, the same..."
Ye Xiong squinted his eyes, looking at the Buddhist beads in his hand, and kept thinking about how to trick the beads into coming over.
But after much deliberation, he could think of a way.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door and a familiar voice.
"Asshole, bastard, get out of here, I know you're in there."
"Open the door, open the door quickly, or if you don't open the door, I will break in."
Lu Chan's voice sounded outside the room, and even across the room, one could feel the anger in the other person's voice.
"Wulian, are we looking for you?" Ye Xiong glanced at the little monk.
"no."
"You're not looking for me, could you be looking for the wrong person?"
Ye Xiong glanced at the door and said, "How about you open the door and see who it is? Is it a misunderstanding?"
Wulian stood up, walked to the door of the room, and opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, a hand stretched out. Wu Lian was about to fight back, but realized that the other person had no energy and was not attacking him, so he stopped.
"Girl..." Before he could finish his words, a shoe was stuffed directly into his mouth.
Wu Lian was confused, and when he realized what he was doing, he quickly took out the women's shoe from his mouth and threw it to the ground, his face flushed with anger.
"Girl... I have no grudge against you, little monk. Why... how could you do such an immoral thing? Bah bah..."
Wulian spat desperately and wiped his mouth with his clothes.
Only then did Lu Chan realize that she had admitted the wrong person, and quickly apologized: "Little monk, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I thought..."
Before she finished speaking, her eyes had already spotted Ye Xiong in the room, and her apology stopped abruptly.
"You guys are a group and you deserve it. Boy, come out and let's settle the accounts."
With the backing of a backer, Lu Chan's momentum suddenly became stronger.
Senior Brother Chen and Senior Brother Duan are waiting outside. This boy is unable to fly now.
"Donor Lu, didn't you just say you didn't know her?" Wu Lian looked at Ye Xiong with an aggrieved look on his face.
He finally figured out that this woman's shoes were originally stuffed into Lu Yun's mouth, and he became the scapegoat.