The heavy rain still didn't stop, and Yan Shou walked back as soon as he walked out of Shaxian Snacks.
He estimated that Brother Yang should have finished burning the incense.
However, when he returned to the truck with an umbrella, he found that Brother Yang had not returned.
Brother Yang, who always said "time is money", logically could not delay for such a long time. Yan Shouyi was keenly aware that something seemed to be wrong.
In fact, he had doubted whether Brother Yang could be an informant of a famous family, but after a day and night of observation, he basically denied the possibility that Brother Yang was a spy.
So even though Yan Shouyi knew that Brother Yang would hide the spare key in the car, he did not have the idea of driving away first, but waited in the car for a while.
But after waiting and waiting, Brother Yang never came back. Yan Shouyi stared at the temple and hesitated for a while, and finally got out of the car and walked into Side Temple.
Compared with the size of the town, the size of the Four Virtues Temple is even less in line with what it should be. There is a huge bronze incense burner at the entrance. Inside is the main hall, and in the middle is a side-lying statue.
On the left and right sides of Maitreya Buddha are the golden bodies of eighteen Arhats, each of which is half a man tall.
Looking up, there are all kinds of Buddhas painted on the ceiling, which is dazzling.
There are three tribute incense sticks on the incense burner, and most of them have been burned. This means that Brother Yang has indeed been here just now, and he also lit incense and worshiped the Buddha.
Then why hasn't he come out yet?
Yan Shouyi was about to walk in when he saw an old monk wearing a yellow cassock and two tall and strong warrior monks coming out.
"Amitabha, may I ask if the donor visits the small temple to pray for blessings, to ask for a child, or if he has other wishes?"
The old monk looked kind and kind-hearted, spoke softly and was very approachable.
However, Yan Shouyi did not accept this and said calmly: "Looking for someone. My friend came in just now to burn incense, but he disappeared after that."
The old monk showed a look of sudden enlightenment and said with a smile:
"The donor's friend's surname is Yang? Unfortunately, donor Yang has just decided to become a monk and convert to my Buddha."
Yan Shouyi: "???"
Why did Brother Yang suddenly become a monk when he was so good?
He also has a daughter to raise, has he forgotten?
Even if you really see through the world of mortals, you shouldn’t become a monk right away. There must be time to come out and say hello, right?
Yan Shou's eyes turned cold, he stared at the old monk and said:
"My friend will not become a monk for no reason, and he asked the master to let me meet him."
The old monk smiled and shook his head: "As a monk, your six senses are pure and you should not be entangled with the past anymore. Donor, please come back."
Yan Shou thought for a while, took out a hundred yuan, threw it into the merit box, and said:
"Buddha is destined to meet someone, and I hope that the master will make it easier for me. I have friends and family members, so I have to ask him to ask me to bring a message back, right?"
The old monk's smile became even brighter, but then he shook his head: "The donor does not have enough Buddhist connections, so I am sorry that I can do nothing."
Hold!
Is this because the Buddhist relationship is not enough? This is obviously because the money given is not enough!
Buddha helps those who are destined to be together, but does not help those who are poor, right?
Yan Shouyi finally understood that this old bald donkey was definitely not a serious monk.
No wonder he brought two monks out, he must be afraid of being beaten.
Moreover, Brother Yang is not going to become a monk. He is most likely kidnapped. These three bastards in front of him are here to ask for ransom!
Yan Shouyi almost ran away again, but considering that this place was special, he suppressed his inner demons and reluctantly took out five hundred yuan from his pocket.
The weather had turned cold, so Yan Shouyi hid his satchel in his coat and put his money and other personal belongings in his pockets.
Five hundred yuan is already half of the family fortune for Yan Shouyi now. He never imagined that after being a house-to-house son-in-law for a year, he would now live the same life as when he traveled around the country, was broke, and had a lot of food.
A day without a meal.
"Master, do you think I have enough connections with Buddha?"
Yan Shouyi threw five hundred yuan into the merit box, his face full of pain.
His inner demons were constantly at work, and had even simulated in Yan Shouyi's mind the scene of him smashing the heads of three fake monks.
"Amitabha!"
This Buddha's name is not shouted by the old monk, but the voice recorded in advance by the merit box, which has the same meaning as the "Welcome" emitted by the sensor in the small supermarket.
The corners of the old monk's mouth were almost cracked to the base of his ears, but he still shook his head: "It's not enough."
"Master, do you think we are still short of it?" Yan Shouyi asked in a low voice.
The old monk clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, the temple is currently short of an old ox for plowing. If the donor is determined, why not pay to buy an ox for the temple? Oxen are not expensive, 30,000 yuan is enough."
It means that if you give them 30,000 yuan, we will release them. As for whether we use the 30,000 yuan to buy cattle or to make money, it has nothing to do with you.
Yan Shouyi took a deep breath.
Thirty thousand yuan, if Lin Zitong were here, he would have given it without even frowning, but now Yan Shouyi really can't afford it.
A penny really stumps a heroic man!
Fortunately, Yan Shouyi had another way.
He stretched out his right hand and said to the old monk with a smile: "Master, I don't have any money, but I have a family heirloom in my hand. Fifty thousand yuan should be enough."
The old monk's eyes lit up, and without Yan Shou's prompting, he took the initiative and asked, "Where is it?"
"Here it is!"
Yan Shou punched the old monk directly in the face, knocking him so hard that he fell to the ground and couldn't get up.
This punch directly turned one of the old monk's eyes into a panda's eye. Affected by it, nosebleeds gurgled out from both nostrils.
Yan Shouyi snorted coldly and said:
"Shameless, let my friend go immediately, otherwise you will stop chanting sutras. I will send you to the Western Paradise to meet the Tathagata today!"
The old monk lay on the ground in a daze, and did not forget to shout:
"In this pure place of Buddhism, how can we allow a villain like you to commit murder! Come here! Arrest him!!"
Regardless of the old monk's condition, the two monks waved their fists and rushed towards Yan Shouyi.
With their physiques, they are more than enough to deal with ordinary people, but in front of Yan Shouyi, they seem a bit childish.
In Yan Shouyi's eyes, their fists were as slow as turtles.
He saw through the two men's flaws at a glance, and struck out with two punches. Immediately afterwards, the two monks flew out faster than when they came, and fell embarrassingly next to the old monk.
The old monk got up and took a look and found that two monks liked to mention his same style of panda eyes.
Yan Shou stepped forward, picked up the old monk, and smiled evilly:
"Master, do you think my relationship with Buddha is enough?"
"Enough! Enough!!"
The old monk was so frightened that he lost his mind: "Donor, no violence is allowed in the land of Buddhism. We need to discuss matters!"
"Oh, you acted like a hooligan when I was trying to be reasonable, and you acted like a hooligan when I was trying to be reasonable again. How can there be such a good thing in this world?"
Yan Shou picked up the old monk, walked a few steps back, and stuffed him directly into the incense burner!