Wu Ming sneered and patted his thigh.

"After the wine and meat passed through the intestines, the Buddha sat in my heart, Amitabha, what Master said is true, Donor Wu really has the root of wisdom!

Then how did Master Shenxiu buy and sell by force?"

Zhixian put his hands together in a salute, and already half-convinced, he took the cake in his hand and asked.

"He used the Eighteen Tridacna Buddha beads to forcibly exchange for a treasure. Is this considered a forced purchase and sale?"

Wu Ming's eyes twitched slightly, and he cursed secretly in his heart. Why do you think you want me to become a monk?

"Amitabha! The eighteen sons of Tridacna are... It seems that this is true!"

Zhixian looked suspicious at first. He wanted to ask where the Buddha treasure was, but he thought of something and changed his words. Then he quickly stuffed the pastry into his mouth and swallowed it in a few mouthfuls.

"Ha ha!"

Wu Ming laughed heartily.

After eating and drinking, the two returned. Zhi went to pay errands first, while Wu Mingzhu returned to the guest room of the Zen Yuan.

Yue Xianjun was out visiting friends, and Chu Chu was still injured. She was playing with the kitten boredly and was not in the mood to pay attention to him.

As one of the ancestral temples of Zen Buddhism, Shaolin Temple covers an extremely large area and is shrouded in countless mysterious formations. Even if you leave the Zen Temple where the guest rooms are, you don’t know how long it will take to walk around.

With nothing going on, Wu Ming left the guest room alone and took a stroll in the Zen courtyard.

When I met monks on the road, I would stop and salute them very politely, without any overstep. I strolled leisurely as if I were visiting my own back garden.

No matter where you go, no one will stop you or ask questions!

"It seems that there is no risk of someone spying on the secret! Also, if the dignified Shaolin can be easily spied on, there are not many safe places for the human race!"

Wu Ming thought for a long time, not knowing what to do. Suddenly he saw a sweeping monk, his eyes lit up, and the most sincere smile appeared on his face, and he walked over.

Ever since, a strange scene occurred in the monastery.

A young man with a smile on his face is like the most devout believer. Whenever a sweeping monk passes by, he will help sweep the floor diligently.

Especially the elderly monks, although they declined in every possible way, the young man always said that "respecting the old and loving the young is the traditional virtue of the human race", so he had no choice but to let him help.

Of course, I help, and I also talk about some interesting stories from the outside world from time to time.

These old monks had never stepped outside Shaolin for most of their lives, and the young men talked mostly about mundane things, which attracted a lot of laughter.

The quiet Zen courtyard adds a bit of life and interest!

Although the young man would also ask some questions about Shaolin, most of them were innocuous matters. Because of his enthusiasm and hard work, the old monks also knew everything.

In this regard, even the monks in the Discipline Hall can't fault it. They can't dampen the enthusiasm of a young man who is dedicated to the Buddha, right?

Ever since, this situation lasted for three full days!

Little did he know that every move he made was in the eyes of two people.

When Huikong heard this, he shook his head and sighed. Huikong observed in secret for three days, with a cold look on his face full of flesh and said nothing.

In the end, even Yue Xianjun heard about it. When he went out to visit friends, he would always hear someone puzzled by his behavior and make fun of him.

Chu Chu felt even more shameless to see people, so she buried herself in the guest room of the monastery, never leaving the door or taking a step forward, becoming a lady among everyone!

"My hands are almost calloused. Where is the legendary sweeping monk?"
Chapter completed!