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Chapter 210 Tea and Zen

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    The light of the sky is turned on, and in the Longhua Temple located on Longhua Street in the southern suburbs of Shenhu, pilgrims come and go.  Believers who gathered from all over the world knelt before the Buddha statue and kowtowed sincerely.

    Xing Lie pushed open the door of a Zen room in the backyard and walked out, stretched out, and said to an old monk following him: "Great monk, I will come back to have tea and discuss Zen with you when I have time."

    The old monk smiled slightly, clasped his hands and said, "It is truly a blessing to be able to drink tea and discuss Zen with Almsgiver Xing."

    Xing Lie yawned and rubbed his stiff face, "I didn't rest for a whole day and a whole night. I just quarreled with you, an old monk, and almost forgot what happened tonight." After saying that, he walked out and said, "Okay.  , you don¡¯t want to send it away either. I want to have a good sleep when I go back, and I will meet some friends I have never met before in the evening."

    Xing Lie refused to give it away, but the old monk insisted on sending it out: "An old friend is leaving, how can a poor monk not send it away. Moreover, in this world, there are not many people who can drink tea and discuss Zen with me. I will wait for you next time.  By that time, maybe the poor monk has returned to the West to achieve bliss."

    Xing Lie paused for a moment, his face could not help but look a little sad, but he still said nothing and walked out of the Zen room courtyard, "There are many Buddhas around the Buddha, and you are not missing one. So, you should stay well in the human world."

    "Hahaha¡­¡­"

    The old monk laughed heartily: "The poor monk is over ninety years old and will be ferried away by the Buddha at any time."

    At this time, the two of them had already walked out of the backyard and reached the open area of ??the temple.  When the believers saw them, they were all stunned, and then the expressions on their faces were unbelievable.

    Especially believers who often come to Longhua Temple, of course they know the old monk. He is the abbot of Longhua Temple and is over ninety years old.  Usually, the host never sees guests. No matter how rich or powerful you are, it is impossible to see the host.  But today, the host actually sent a young man out personally, which was simply unbelievable.

    After walking out of the door, Xing Lie turned back, clasped his hands together, and said with a slight bend: "Old monk, I'll say goodbye to you now. I'll definitely come visit you again when I have time.

    The old monk nodded: "I'll sweep the couch and wait for you."

    Suddenly, there was chaos not far away, as if someone was fighting, and police cars were coming.

    Xing Lie tilted his head and glanced, then stepped forward: "People nowadays are so angry." Before he could go far, a police car whizzed past him.  Inside the police car, there seemed to be a pair of big elf-like eyes looking at him.

    Xing Lie suddenly raised his head and frowned as he looked at the police car in the distance.  His feeling was too strong, someone was spying on him, but there didn't seem to be any malicious intent.

    At the Longhua Police Station, a policeman looked helplessly at the two people in front of him.  An eccentric little girl and a skinny young man wearing a Taoist robe.

    The quirky little girl is none other than Yang Siluo: "Fake Taoist priest, please return the money to me quickly."

    "Why?" The Taoist priest snorted angrily, "That's Gua Jin. I approved the horoscope for you, and I also showed you the palmistry. I deserve the money."

    "Fart!" The little girl looked very angry, "It's gossip that divides yin and yang, and categorically determines life and death. It's not a small talk, but it's not accurate at all, so you must return the money to me."

    "Why is it inaccurate? Sir, I have never failed to do my fortune telling in palm reading. Why is it inaccurate? Tell me. If you can't tell me, I won't be done with you."

    The little girl stood up suddenly, put one foot on the chair, and said with both hands on her waist: "I asked you to calculate how many years I can live. You said I can live to be more than a hundred years old. Isn't this nonsense?"

    The Taoist priest said unconvinced: "How do you know I'm talking nonsense until then?"

    The little girl sneered: "How do I know if it is accurate until then. So you must return the money to me, and when I live to be more than a hundred years old, I will give you the hexagram gold." (Remember this book.  Website address: www.hlnovel.com
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