Sect Master’s Retirement Routine

2020-12-15

  Chapter 338 is Cold Mountain Temple again?   Unconsciously, two days have passed in a hurry.

At noon, Intoxicated Immortal Building.

Wang Ye leaned against the counter. He looked at the lobby in front of him with a look of bewilderment.

The hall in front of you is full of monks dressed in monk clothes with shiny heads.

At a glance, I saw a large area of ​​baldness, which was extremely eye-catching.

Not only that, but each of these monks is physically strong and full of blood.

What's more, the temples are bulging high, obviously they have superior internal strength.

"Mother..."

Seeing the scene before him, Wang Ye whispered secretly: "This is so good, why are so many bald donkeys here?"

"You Old Money Grubber..."

Hearing Wang Ye's words, A'ji on the side said, "How did the monk recruit you?"

"People It’s not that you don’t give money for meals. How ugly is it for you to take a bite of a bald donkey?"

"You little bastard knows a fart!"

Glancing at A'ji next to him, Wang Ye said: "Open your eyes and see, what do these monks want?"

"Noodles?"

hearing this, A'ji said listlessly "The monk, what can you expect him to order?"

"You know it's plain noodles!"

Hearing A'ji's words, Wang Ye opened the mouth and said: "That bowl of plain noodles is only three big dollars, this room is full, and the profit is not as much as someone called a few stir-fry..."

"If this is the case every day, Lao Tzu will also lose money. That's it!"

In words, Wang Ye was full of upset.

As soon as this statement came out, A'ji was just about to say something.

"Mom!"

At this moment, a familiar cry came.

Following the sound, I saw Constable Zhao walking in quickly.

He found a place to sit down, opened the mouth and said: "Shopkeeper Wang, a bowl of sausage noodles, and a plate of lamb!"

"Hey, Constable Zhao!"

Seeing Constable Zhao coming in, Wang Ye hurriedly greeted him: "You are here just right, I have something to ask you!"

"This Jinling City is It's not a goblin, why are so many monks here?"

Following Wang Ye's words, A'ji followed.

"Oh, Shopkeeper Wang, don't you dare to talk nonsense!"

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Constable Zhao said: "When the balance is under today, the dynasty is prosperous, why Will there be fairies?"

"There are so many Masters, it is because of Cold Mountain Temple!"

Cold Mountain Temple! ?

As soon as Constable Zhao said this, Wang Ye's heart moved.

He and A'ji looked at each other with a blank face.

A while ago, Sun Devouring Celestial Hound and the thrilling stone tablet of Cold Mountain Temple attracted countless martial artists to visit.

It hasn't stopped for a few days now, what the hell is making a moth in Cold Mountain Temple?    Thinking of this, Wang Ye looked at Constable Zhao, opened the mouth and said: "What happened to Cold Mountain Temple?"

"What's wrong?"

Heard Wang Ye asked, Constable Zhao shook the head, opened the mouth and said: "Not Sun Devouring Celestial Hound the other day, did a stone tablet emerge from the tower forest of Cold Mountain Temple?"

" At that time, a group of martial artists fought and killed in Tallinn for the stone tablet."

"As a result, many stone towers were smashed, leaving many dead monks unable to rest."

"What's more, there are people selling meat and wine in the clean place of Buddhism!"

"So, the host of the Cold Mountain Temple made Zen Master Chen aware of a problem..."

Having said that, Constable Zhao poured himself a bowl of water and took a big gulp.

"Are there any problems?"

Wang Ye asked quickly.

"You can't get really quiet by participating in Zen!"

Hearing Wang Ye's questioning, Constable Zhao seriously said: "So Chen Master Chen must imitate Shaolin Temple!"

"He spread out hero posts, and summoned Zen Sect dísciple, a high-powered martial arts in the world, to choose the most powerful house to be the abbot of Cold Mountain Temple..."

"Lead the whole temple to participate in Zen and martial arts, and protect Peace!"

? ? ?

As soon as this statement came out, Wang Ye and A'ji looked at each other, their faces filled with shock.

He absolutely didn't expect that Cold Mountain Temple, where the accident happened, would actually have a damn temper!   This has begun to take the path of Zen and Wushu!

No wonder the monks who eat in the store are full of blood and healthy.

After working for a long time, I was fighting to be the monk of Cold Mountain Temple!

"No..."

Thinking of this, Wang Ye said: "Isn't it just the host of a monastery?"

"As for the introduction so much Are people here to compete?"

In the words, Wang Ye's face is full of confusion.

"Amitabha, this shopkeeper, you don't understand this"

Hearing Wang Ye's words, a monk opened the mouth and said: "I wait for Zen Sect dísciple same qi, connected branch, Cold Mountain Temple is my Zen Sect famous temple again. I will definitely not sit idly by this change..."

"The so-called fame and wealth is just a passing scene, Only those Dharma books, blue lights and yellow scrolls can pass my rebirth to bliss!"

"Amitabha!"

As soon as this statement came out, all kinds of monks recited the Buddha's name together.

Looking around, I can only see a sense of dignity and harmony.

"Look, look!"

Hearing these Buddha names, A'ji on the side said: "Old Money Grubber, look at the enlightenment of the Master, this intention... "

"That's really a blue light and yellow scroll, one page, all the confused people in the world..."

"Cough!"

Not waiting for A'ji After speaking, Constable Zhao coughed, opened the mouth and said: "The incense of Cold Mountain Temple is prosperous, and the scenery is extraordinary..."

"The annual light incense money can make a lot of income, not to mention Speaking of tourists watching the scenery..."

As soon as these words came out, there was absolute silence in the huge Inn.

The monks who had just been impassioned all bowed their heads and ate the plain noodles.

For a while, the sound of sucking noodles spread throughout the hall.

Seeing this scene before him, Wang Ye couldn't help but smile.

Sure enough, the world is full of benefits, and the world's hustle and bustle are all benefits.

If it is not good, the ghost will come to Cold Mountain Temple as the host!

"Did you see it?"

At this time, Wang Ye kicked A'ji's ass, opened the mouth and said: "The whole damn righteousness is shouted on the mouth , Secretly, it’s all the fucking business!"

"Return the green light and yellow scrolls to open one page..."

"Go on, go down and serve Constable Zhao with sausage noodles!"

With that, Wang Ye kicked A'ji in the ass.

"Exploiter Wang …"

A'ji grumbled after being kicked by Wang Ye.

Soon he turned and moved towards the back kitchen.

"Right, Constable Zhao..."

After A'ji went to the back kitchen, Wang Ye suddenly thought of something.

He looked at Constable Zhao, opened the mouth and said: "How does Cold Mountain Temple plan to choose the strongest monk?"

"Competition!"

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Constable Zhao said: "Since it is the person who chooses the highest martial arts, it is natural to use arbitrary decisions..."

"Then Cold Mountain Temple even has a ring Okay, just wait for these Zen Sect dísciples to compete in Qi Wu!"

Wild!   The Chen Master of Cold Mountain Temple is playing a real fucking wild!   Zen Sect turns to Martial Sect, and also hosts his mother's contest.

This Zen Master Chen, how come you really come here!

Thinking of this, Wang Ye's head is divine light flashed.

An idea flooded his mind in an instant.    "Constable Zhao, you can help me see the store, I will go back!"

With that, Wang Ye directly Running out of the Intoxicated Immortal Building, it looked anxious.

Seeing Wang Ye running away from the back, Constable Zhao has a dumbfounded look.

(End of this chapter)