"Little master, this price..." Zhang Dabiao took out the money from his pocket.
"Master never charges money for medical treatment or housing in the temple. If the donor thinks our temple is effective, he can just pay for some incense." The young monk explained.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work!"
The young monk's mission was completed and he left.
The two opened the door and entered the room.
The decoration in the room is simple, with basic living facilities, bed, table and chairs.
“After working so hard for so long, I can finally take a break!”
After queuing outside for several hours, even Zhang Dabiao felt a little tired and collapsed on the side of the bed.
He turned on his phone and wanted to check some information. After all, this Sanqing Temple sounded awkward.
Isn’t Sanqing Tao? Why are there monks in the temple?
But then I thought about it and it seemed right. If a monk doesn’t live in a temple, where can he live?
Anyway, everything here is weird!
"Jin Wanwan!" Zhang Dabiao suddenly jumped up from the bed, "Look at your mobile phone, is there no signal?"
Jin Wanwan was startled by his surprise. She rolled her eyes, took out her cell phone, looked at the no signal reminder on it, and nodded.
Zhang Dabiao, who has always been very vigilant, noticed something was wrong.
He got up, came to the dinner table, and then closed his eyes.
His consciousness came out and came to the wall. He was about to look through the wall to the outside, but unexpectedly, he was stopped.
His consciousness cannot escape at all!
Zhang Dabiao suddenly opened his eyes and frowned tightly.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Two donors, it's lunch time!"
Zhang Dabiao calmed down and went to open the door.
"Two donors, this is lunch in the temple, please enjoy it."
Several young monks came in, placed the food on the table, and then left.
As soon as the door closed, Zhang Dabiao immediately locked the door.
Jin Wanwan was sitting at the dinner table, looking at his actions with some confusion.
However, the vegetarian food in this temple looked a bit lighter, but the aroma was very strong. Jin Wanwan was already hungry, so she picked up her chopsticks and was ready to eat.
"Don't eat!" Zhang Dabiao shouted, and in a flash, he was already at the dining table.
Under Jin Wanwan's puzzled eyes, he picked up the food on the table and put it to his nose one by one, smelling it carefully.
After smelling all the food, his face suddenly darkened.
"There's something wrong with this food."
Jin Wanwan immediately put down her chopsticks and stood up, her eyes full of vigilance: "Is this food poisonous?"
Zhang Dabiao nodded and walked around the room.
Something is wrong, everything is wrong.
Probably because he thought of something, he rarely showed a nervous expression.
After catching this, Jin Wanwan hurriedly asked: "What's the problem here?"
"When I came in, I found that there was no signal on my mobile phone. I thought it was because we were in the mountains and the signal was not good, but then I tried to use my spiritual consciousness to sense the outside world..."
Zhang Dabiao touched the wall and looked puzzled: "It's just that I don't know what kind of structure this wall is made of. My consciousness is blocked and I can't cross it at all."
Zhang Dabiao thought about the prescription that came to his mind when he was inspecting the food, and his doubts became even greater.
"The poison in this meal is not life-threatening, it's just sweat medicine."
"Mongolian sweat medicine?" Jin Wanwan also felt strange.
It doesn't seek people's lives, it just knocks them out. Why is that?
Although they don't know what the truth is, what the two of them can determine is that there is something strange about Master Sanqing.
In other words, the entire Sanqing Temple has a weird atmosphere.
"Then what should we do now?" Jin Wanwan walked towards the door: "I'll go out and argue with them! Then tell these things to the believers outside. Is such a master worthy of being enshrined?"
Jin Wanwan's temper is really restless and she needs to practice it again.
Zhang Dabiao strode to stop him and said:
"What can you do when you go out? There are so many of them, and they won't admit it when the time comes. How can you cope with it alone? You saw it when you went up the mountain. Those people regard the master as a god, and I'm afraid they will get angry at him in the end.
you."
Jin Wanwan stopped and pursed her lips: "Then what should we do?"
Zhang Dabiao looked at the food and showed a playful smile: "Just follow the plan."
He sat down at the dining table, picked up his chopsticks, picked up some food, and put it into his mouth.
"What are you doing?" Jin Wanwan stepped forward and knocked down his chopsticks, "You know that this place is drugged, but you still take it?"
Zhang Dabiao was not angry, and said with a smile: "Such a fragrant meal, it's nothing if you don't eat it. I think you've been hungry for a long time, do you want a bite?"
Not knowing what kind of medicine he was selling, Jin Wanwan shook her head and refused.
"You really don't want to eat it?" Zhang Dabiao took a big mouthful and was very satisfied: "It looks bland, but I didn't expect it to taste okay."
Seeing that Jin Wanwan was wavering, he spoke again: "Don't worry, this Mongolian sweat medicine is nothing to those of us who have cultivated skills. Just take it with peace of mind."
Jin Wanwan was half convinced, but seeing him eating so happily, her empty stomach couldn't bear it anymore.
That's all, just eat. I think with her skills, there shouldn't be any problem.
Once she started eating, Jin Wanwan couldn't stop eating.
But after a while, she suddenly stopped and touched her forehead.
"Why are you so dizzy..."
Her consciousness was not under control at all. She just wanted to fall asleep immediately. A second before closing her eyes, she glared at Zhang Dabiao with all her strength: "Dirty godfather, you are lying..."
Zhang Dabiao laughed and kept moving.
In fact, you can't blame him.
His cultivation level is higher than that of Jin Wanwan, and he already has a body that is invulnerable to all poisons. This medicine really has no effect on him.
But Jin Wanwan had to faint, otherwise how would he know what the people in the temple would do next?
If you are acting, you have to do the whole thing.
After eating and drinking, Zhang Dabiao pretended to lie down on the ground and waited quietly.
About a quarter of an hour later, someone came in.
"Master, it's done!"
Zhang Dabiao looked through the gap in front of his eyes and saw several monks. The one speaking at the moment was a young one, followed by an old monk who looked like he was in charge.
"Master, I just said that this Mongolian sweat medicine is extremely powerful. Master Sanqing told us that both of these two people have cultivation skills, but so what, they are not stunned. Today, in order to prevent accidents, I added a pair of
Double the dose!" The young monk asked for credit.
"Nonsense! If you add too much of this Mongolian sweat medicine, it will kill you. I will punish you next time you do this!" The old monk's eyes slightly widened, he reprimanded, and then ordered: "Send this man to Master Sanqing."
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"As for this woman, send her to her old place."
The little monk who was scolded was not unhappy at all. He looked at the woman on the ground, gearing up, and said with a smile: "Since you want a child so much, let us help you realize your dream."
Zhang Dabiao closed his eyes and let them play with it, making calculations in his mind.
Judging from the way these monks behave, they are already used to it.
Then those couples who came to seek children, and the children they conceived after returning home, were all the children of these monks?