After calling out uncle, Moon suddenly covered his mouth. He was so shocked that he couldn't control his emotions.
I remember that when I got married, I did meet the old lama once, but that side left a deep impression on Moon.
Because at the wedding scene, Lingzi mother beat the old lama for a day and a night because of a broken bowl, and she didn't bother to participate in the wedding ceremony.
Seeing that the old lama sweeping the floor didn't even raise his head, Moon understood that he was a bit rash.
Ignoring the newly melted snow and mud on the ground, I quickly knelt down on the ground.
"The fairies of the Moon Palace who protect the law from the twenty-four heavens pay homage to the Venerable Nogabalita."
He hit his head on the ground, and the gauze that had been wrapped to stop the bleeding started to ooze out blood.
Damn it, the wet wipes are broken!
The old lama then raised his head and when he saw Mu En, whose head was covered with blood, he acted coyly again and pretended to sigh.
"Hey, get up, you guys discovered me after all."
kindness?
Moon was immediately confused, and he stood up obediently, thinking quickly in his mind.
Judging from the current situation, Xie An's words are really good. This Ruixue Temple is indeed his stop.
Because here, I unexpectedly met Ling Zimu’s brother and his nominal uncle, Venerable Nogabhalitta.
As for the Venerable Nogabarita, he has a great background. He is the third-ranked alms-giving Arhat in the Arhat Hall.
Unlike the Twenty-Four Heavens, Luohan Hall has a strict organizational structure, a clear management network, and a rigorous action plan.
Due to the scarcity of Arhat status, all Arhat halls in the west are free-range and generally do not convene unless there is any important matter.
Therefore, over the years, Moon has met almost no Arhats in the human world.
I don’t know whether it was intentional concealment of identity or a time lag between reincarnations. Anyway, the official did not give any clear information about Luohan Hall.
However, today, I actually met an Arhat. I am still related to the Arhat. It is definitely a stop that I cannot miss in my life.
Mu En really wanted to give Xie An An a thumbs up, but unfortunately he wasn't in his circle of friends, and he didn't dare to leave his contact information just now.
Looking at Munn's miserable appearance, he may not have been wronged somewhere, and he was not interested at all.
However, if even the daughter-in-law is like this, then what happened to the mother-in-law, the mother-in-law?
"Did your mother-in-law ask you to come to me?"
Moon was shocked. This mother-in-law was really able to hide things in her heart. She was in the same city as her eldest brother, but she didn't report it to the police for such a long time, and she didn't let out any news.
"Did my mother-in-law already know you were here?"
"How is it possible to know? Who can find out if I try to hide it?
I dare not say anything else, but I have enough hidden skill points.
Not to mention your mother-in-law, even if the Bodhisattva comes, she won’t do it.”
Halfway through the blowing, the bowl-raising Arhat felt something was wrong.
He hid himself so well, how could Moon come to his door?
Could it be that the Spirit Mother discovered him?
I'm so torn in my heart. I want Mother Spirit to know that I'm here, but I don't want to lose my skills. It's such a contradiction.
It was impossible for him to say what he was thinking, so he decided to change the topic, and for the sake of Mother Lingzi, he softened his tone a lot.
"Forget it, don't worry about these details.
Yue Nu, ah, no, my nephew-in-law, are you just passing by by chance?"
The change in title made Moon's face pale at first, and then turned red.
The title "Yue Nu" is very insulting. All the relatives on my mother-in-law's side look down on me.
Nothing has changed after so many years. Even after giving birth to a son, his status has not improved in any way.
However, Raohan changed his title, which made Moon very happy. Now he has entered the communication range of relatives, which is much better than official communication.
Without even turning his eyes, a set of words came to his mind, and Moon began his performance.
"Uncle, you don't know that I got here inexplicably after being guided by an expert.
It’s true that the sky has eyes, and the arrangements in the dark are absolutely blessed by Buddha.”
When the alms-raising Arhat heard this, he threw the broom away and said, forget it, stop pretending.
"Stop it, if the Buddha really blesses us, he won't let us fill the life wheel. We drink and get spanked every day in the Western Paradise. Wouldn't it be nice to stay there?
Entering this reincarnation and suffering in the human world, is it addictive?
Just say what you say, and don't talk nonsense, I don't like to hear these clichés."
Moon's thoughts were interrupted and he felt really uncomfortable. Hearing that others did not accept this, he thought that he would save the trouble of official rhetoric and just go straight to the practical information.
Just as he was about to speak, the arhat turned around and left.
"Come with me and tidy up your appearance. Your face is covered in blood. You don't look decent enough to be seen. It's embarrassing for me to talk to me."
Moon opened his mouth and forgot everything he said. He lowered his head and followed behind the alms-raising Arhat in shame.
After leaving the back door of Ruixue Temple, we came to an independent small courtyard. The small courtyard was full of pines and cypresses. In this cold winter, it was still lush and green.
Moon couldn't help but nod. It was indeed Arhat's home. The furnishings and arrangements were indeed exquisite. They were evergreen all year round. The whole place was as grand as a cemetery.
When you come to the small courtyard, you will find a connected four-story villa. The architectural style is similar to that of a temple. The red pillars, green tiles, small white walls, and sets of reliefs all reveal low-key luxury and connotation.
Moon nodded again. This Arhat is very particular. Even if he hides, his quality of life will not be reduced. The basic necessities of life must be consistent with his status.
It's just that I have been immersed in this world for many years and have watched too many martial arts. Why does a person of such status pretend to be a sweeper? What's the bad taste?
The big man's brain circuit is so strange that even Moon doesn't understand it and doesn't dare to ask.
I followed the bowl-raising Arhat into the main hall and saw a huge and luxurious bed in the room, with a fat middle-aged man sitting on it, reciting sutras with his eyes closed.
The alms-raising arhat walked to the bed very casually.
"Did you get all the answers correct for the first round of junior high school?"
The middle-aged fat man on the bed quickly opened his eyes and subconsciously wiped the saliva from his mouth. It seemed that he had just dozed off in deep thought.
When I saw the alms-raising Arhat, I quickly climbed out of bed, bent down and answered very respectfully.
"Replying to the venerable sir, everything is done on the first day of the new year.
Touching the top of the head to consecrate light and clear up doubts, a total of forty-four people worshiped the money plan."
"Okay, who asked you how much you charged?
Hurry and make arrangements for dinner, I have guests here.
By the way, you take her to clean up and treat her injuries."
The middle-aged fat man looked carefully at Moon next to him, with a vague surprise in his eyes. What is going on?
How could Moon not see that look? He must have been thinking wrongly.
Just when he was about to scold him, the Arhat who raised a bowl spoke first.
"Pull out one eye so you don't have to look blindly."
Without any hesitation, the middle-aged fat man raised his hand and dug out an eyeball, held it in his hand, knelt on the ground and began to kowtow.
"The villain is wrong, the villain is wrong, the female donor has mercy, the venerable has mercy."
