Wait until Xiang Hongbao puts down the mobile phone in his hand.
The room had long been dead silent.
Zhang Hao took a deep breath.
This voice woke the two of them up from their daze.
The elite of the New World and Australian branches of the church, including the three pseudo-angels, all lost contact in the East China Sea, not to mention the other church knights and priests. Even for the church, such a loss
They are all extremely tragic and even unacceptable.
Especially, the incident happened in the waters of China.
Zhang Hao looked solemn, stood up immediately, and went out to make a phone call.
After a while, he hurriedly walked in and said:
"Leave immediately, this matter must be dealt with."
"You follow too."
"ah?"
"Should I leave too?"
Xiang Hongbao opened his mouth. Faced with the dilemma between instant noodles and work, he saw that Zhang Hao had already raised his sword, so he had to stand up and follow him. He walked out of the door, paused, and rushed back.
I grabbed the chopsticks, picked up the instant noodles, and wolfed down a few mouthfuls.
He took another sip of soup that was concentrated with the essence of instant noodles, wiped his mouth, and then hurried out.
"Uh-huh, it's coming, it's coming."
By the time he went out, Zhang Hao had already finished making a phone call.
Xiang Hongbao got in the car and went.
But seeing that Zhang Hao had already started the car, he hesitated for a moment, but still sent a text message first.
Xiang Hongbao said strangely: "Aren't you anxious?"
If I had known earlier, I would have drank up all the noodle soup.
Zhang Hao didn't know what he recalled, his expression was strange and complicated, and he said:
"No, this is a lesson learned from the past."
"Don't be reckless."
"Well, anyway, it's inconvenient to ask first."
……………………
In the museum.
The two birds flew under the eaves to take shelter from the rain. Yuanjue took off his bamboo hat and placed it on the side of the museum. Then he rubbed the water marks on the soles of his shoes on the ground outside and then walked into the museum.
Inside, Wei Yuan greeted him and said, "Let's do it first, Lao Shui. You can serve tea."
"Okay."
The water ghost came over with a teacup in hand.
His eyes were bright and he said:
"Master, do you drink Coke or Fanta?"
Yuanjue: “…………”
Are these the only two options?
He hesitated and replied, "Just plain water."
The water ghost felt quite regretful that he could not create a Happy Mercury again, so he had to pour a glass of water. Yuanjue looked at the things around him with his eyes. Wei Yuan sent a few text messages to Jue, Yu Ji, and Feng
Si Yu, that little fat bird, will come over for dinner later.
While cooking by the way, Yuan Jue went over to help.
Wei Yuan asked casually:
"By the way, Yuanjue, you are a vegetarian. Do you mind if we see meat on the table later?"
Yuanjue helped wash the dishes and replied with a smile:
"Precepts are used to restrain oneself, not to force others."
"It's 'I' who don't eat meat. Even if there is meat on the table, I won't touch it. It's not because I don't eat it, so everyone in the world can't eat it. The difference is still very big. Master Wei, you just need to follow your usual routine.
That’s the way to go.”
Wei Yuan smiled cheerfully and said, "That's just right."
"There will be a little guy later who is a vegetarian just like you. You two should have similar tastes. Yuanjue, just sit down and I will do it."
The great monk shook his head and said: "Because that time in Tiantai Mountain, the poor monk also exposed his magical power. He probably won't be able to find a place to work in a short time. Therefore, during this period of time, I may have to disturb you, the owner, and you won't be able to work."
A poor monk cannot eat and drink for free."
"If the master of the guard hall continues to be like this, the poor monk may have no choice but to say goodbye."
Wei Yuan was startled for a moment and said, "That's okay."
"My museum also happens to be short of people."
"Yuanjue, why don't you just work part-time here with me, food and accommodation are included. Of course, the salary may be less. After all, I don't have much money left here."
Yuanjue laughed and said, "It doesn't matter."
"Having a place to shelter is enough."
Wei Yuan nodded.
He was thinking about the 'five hundred thousand' that he was about to get. After all, when he was discussing Dharma in Taoism and Buddhism, he reported a guy who might have a problem. If everything goes well, the reward fee may be paid after a while. Then
Sometimes I have more money.
You can give Yuan Jue a normal salary.
With thoughts running around in my mind, I raised my hand to grab the kitchen knife and lifted it up.
Yuanjue's heart suddenly jumped heavily.
………………
After a while.
The great monk Yuanjue sat on the sofa with a confused look on his face.
Holding a cup of tea in hand.
Lost in thought.
He just saw how the head of the Wei Palace, who usually has a gentle personality, cooks.
All kinds of magical powers came together, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. The vegetable blade cut into the meat with just a rub, and the bones and flesh separated with a click. Especially when cooking, there was actually a feeling of nostalgia and devotion in the eyes of the guardian.
The great monk suffered a severe psychological and spiritual shock, and fell into a brief state of confusion. It took him a while to come back to his senses.
"If a real person doesn't show his face, if he shows his face, he is not a real person."
Yuanjue clasped her hands together and sighed in her heart.
The nine-ring tin staff was placed against the wall. After thinking about it, he said something to Wei Yuan, holding the eight hundred kilogram nine-ring tin staff in both hands, he walked to the front of the museum and found the nine-section staff and the iron eagle.
Where the sword was placed, the nine-ring tin staff was also placed behind it, against the wall.
At a glance.
At the front is the broken bronze sword shadow, followed by the eight-sided Han sword with the iron eagle emblem, then the simple nine-section staff, and finally the heaviest and largest nine-ring tin staff. Just looking at this piece, it looks like an ancient weapon.
A lover's home.
Wei Yuan came out and took a look and said, "Yuanjue, can you just put this Zen staff here?"
Yuanjue nodded and said, "It's already very good."
After all, it used to be buried directly under the overpass.
Seeing Yuan Juedu say this, Wei Yuan didn't say anything and went back to continue cooking. After a while, when it was time for dinner, Jue, Yu, and Feng Siyu all came. When they saw Yuan Jue, they smiled slightly.
Startled, Wei Yuan briefly introduced the situation of the great monk, and then introduced Jue and the others to Yuan Jue.
Then he put the food on the table.
A small part was left.
It was treated with Taoism's method of blessing food and placed on the small table next to it. The water ghost, the war spirit, the painter ghost who had been shrinking in Yu Ji's studio, and the spirit transformed from the red embroidered shoes were all gathered on the table.
, the two paper figures looked at it greedily, and the warrior spirit straightened it with staples, made two pairs of mini chopsticks and handed them to them.
The two little paper figures were leaning against the pepper bottles, happily putting the rising aroma into their mouths, as if they were sucking noodles. There was a red dog next to them, but if you look closely,
If you look at it, you can see that this dog actually has scales on its body.
Yuan Jue withdrew his gaze and said thoughtfully: "Master Wei really has everything here."
Wei Yuan said: "It is a museum after all."
He focused on the word "Bo" and made his voice heavier.
Wei Yuan pointed at the vegetables and said with a smile: "I'm actually better at cooking meat dishes. I'm not very good at vegetarian dishes, but I mostly cook them. I don't know the principle of 'if there is no taste, it will go in, and if there is taste, it will come out'"
If there are any changes, give it a try."
Yuanjue smiled, stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a piece of food, and said calmly and calmly:
"Monks observe the precepts carefully and do not pursue the desires of food and drink."
"One basket of food and one ladle of drink is enough."
"The master of the guard hall does not have to worry about poor monks."
He took a bite.
The smile on Yuanjue's face solidified.
His eyes slowly widened.
What is this? Is vegetarian food so delicious? No, no, is it because I am too hungry and everything tastes delicious? No, I have to eat more to see what it tastes like...
Hold out a chopstick and eat.
Yuanjue's eyes shined.
Stretch out the second chopstick and eat.
cooked rice.
Stretch out the third chopstick and eat.
cooked rice.
Unknowingly, Yuan Jue found that he had eaten almost half of the dish and half of the rice cooker's food, and the heroic and lively girl over there was holding her chopsticks tightly at the moment, with a pair of bright eyes to notice.
He stared at Yuanjue with eyes like a natural enemy.
Yes, for foodies, the law of like-for-like does not apply.
The natural enemy of a foodie is another foodie.
Especially on the same table.
Yuanjue felt so ashamed that he secretly recited sutras and reflected on himself, Yuanjue, Yuanjue, it’s useless for you to be a monk. You actually indulged in lust and grabbed food with a little girl. It’s a sin. Amitabha, it seems.
I still need to continue practicing.
Wei Yuan brought out a plate of food and said, "There is still a little left, come on, continue eating."
After reflection, Yuanjue's face looked slightly condensed——
Then,
Stretch out your chopsticks and pick up the food.
cooked rice.
Feng Siyu watched the delicious food disappear under her nose, and felt a sense of defeat in her heart. She had not been able to eat this great monk. After knowing the reason why Yuan Jue came here, Feng Siyu looked at Yuan Jue.
Sleeping, he muttered:
"It would be great if you were that kind of Buddha or Bodhisattva. You would definitely not be short of money."
Yuanjue was surprised and said:
"But little donor, why do you think so?"
Feng Siyu said: "I've seen that many temples have such a big righteousness box. In some places, it's bigger than a person, but it's a little shorter. It's full of money."
Yuanjue pondered deeply and replied: "Let's not say whether there is a Buddha or not, but there is..."
His voice paused and he said strangely:
"Little donor, you don't think that the money in the merit box really goes to the Buddha, do you?"
Feng Siyu's eyes widened: "Isn't it?"
Yuanjue said: "Of course not."
Feng Siyu was stunned and said:
"Then if the money is given to a monk, how can it be called a merit box?"
"Those who offered incense gave the monk money."
"In turn, we have to thank them gratefully."
"Because this is called merit?"
"It turns out that merit is how you make money!"
The girl suddenly realized:
“I’ve made money and gained a good reputation, and people have to be grateful to them. It’s amazing!”
"If someone could do this, he would certainly be able to make a lot of money!"
"!!!"
Yuan Jue opened his mouth, and even felt a feeling of shame in his heart, even though such a thing had nothing to do with him. Just as he was about to answer, Wei Yuan's cell phone suddenly rang. He opened it and looked at it, and was stunned for a moment.
A text message from Zhang Hao of the Special Operations Group——
"Master Wei, are you convenient now?"
Wei Yuan was stunned for a moment, as this line of text triggered his past memories.
That was an extremely social scene.
Subconsciously looking at Jue, the girl’s hair today was styled into a high ponytail, soft and hanging down, and the top she wore had a sort of quaint feel from the last century. Although it didn’t go well with this lively hairstyle, on Jue’s body it was able to achieve a sense of elegance.
A sense of harmony.
The girl subconsciously raised her eyes and looked over, her eyes widened a little, and she tilted her head. Wei Yuan understood what Jue meant -
what happened?
Wei Yuan said casually: "It's nothing."
Yu Ji, Feng Siyu, and Yuan Jue were stunned for a moment and looked at Wei Yuan.
Jue nodded and snorted.
Keep your head down and deal with the delicious food.
Yu Ji, Feng Siyu, and Yuan Jue were stunned again, then turned to look at the girl who lowered her head and concentrated on serving the dishes.
The three creatures of completely different races all looked confused at this moment.
Wait a moment?
What just happened?
Wei Yuan lowered his head, knowing that Zhang Hao, a member of the special operations team who was running on the front line, would not have time to contact him unless something happened. He typed one word at a time, pressed the send button hard, and sent
passed.
“Convenient, very convenient.”
PS: Today’s first update... Thanks to the online name for such a long reward, thank you~