At dawn, the gray city of Yulin seems to be still in a dream.

Except for the few conscripted men, who were slowly working hard with torches, the entire border town was silent.

However, at this time, the kitchen in the back house of the prefect's house was busy.

The two chefs took it for granted to the "waiter" and "waiter's wife" who appeared out of thin air again, and even talked and laughed like old acquaintances.

This strange scene made the "Woodie's wife" feel vaguely terrifying.

Manipulating people's hearts has always been a means of the Demonic Cult, and everyone can kill them.

Of course, there are also such secret techniques in the Demon Sect, and even the "Woodie Wife" himself can do it.

But she definitely couldn't do this, and she had never seen anyone do this.

She thought to herself that if she was a flower-picking thief by using such means, she would probably be the most terrifying flower-picking thief in this world.

Silently becoming someone else's sweetheart, isn't it that you still want to ask for it?

He looked at the "waiter" with a weird look. The "waiter's wife" wrapped her hair on her head and pretended to help the kitchen.

This busyness came from the end of the Yin hour until the beginning of the Mao hour. The general manager Li Zhong hurried in and asked loudly: "Have you done all the work?"

"Waiter" and a chef rushed forward and responded: "Okay, okay, the chief manager, the five sheep have been peeled and washed, the three stone rice is of high quality rouge rice, and two tanks of clear springs, all of which are the morning stone dew that people have picked these days."

Li Zhong said happily when he heard this: "Okay, well, do a good job, so that the master in the room will be satisfied. There will be rewards when he returns home!"

"Waiter" laughed happily, "Master, if the inside is satisfied, how much reward can you give me? Is it enough for us to buy silk for my wife to prepare for the New Year next year? There are more than 300 days left to celebrate the New Year again!"

There was a lot of laughter in the kitchen. The "Waiter's wife" looked at the "Waiter" with shame and went to the side with another chef.

Li Zhong laughed and scolded, "You are the most slippery in the mansion. Xing'er was obsessed with the ghost at the beginning. He was so confused by you that he put his wife's girl in front of him and didn't follow you, and he followed you, kid. Look, Xing'er had never had silk, satin, gold and silver jewelry on her body? The lady's favorite girl, after only a few years of following you, you have been treated as a jewelry by you, right? The strange lady was angry and sent you here to do things. I will tell you that if you don't do your business well, your wife will ask Xing'er to go back to the inner house and not to follow you."

"The waiter" hurriedly said, "No, no, no, no, the two years ago, I was still young and ignorant, but now I won't know. Master, look, these goats are all good things I have found outside overnight. I'll be sure to do my best!"

Li Zhong said "Yes" and said, "I'm afraid that you will be like this for three days and you will be able to restore your nature in two days... Well, since your wife sent you here, you and Sun Touter will send the sheep, rice and water to the plum garden in a while. Remember, after entering, you can't raise your eyes, and you can't even say a word."

"Waiter" and Sun Tender, who was in charge of the kitchen, responded quickly, but then "Waiter" turned his eyes again and asked in a low voice: "Master, the rice is not cooked and the meat is not stewed, so I will send it in. Does the master inside cook the rice and stew it by himself? Hehehe..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zhong changed his face and shouted sternly: "Shut up! Don't you want to live anymore? Who made you talk too much?"

"Waiter" was shocked and said hurriedly: "Don't worry, I just asked casually, curious..."

After glaring at the "waiter" fiercely, Li Zhong said, "If your parents and grandparents were not all old people at home and had known me for many years, they would have to drag you down and beat the board. Can you talk too much about this kind of thing?"

"Are you ready?"

Just as he was scolding, Li Sui's voice came from the kitchen outdoor hall.

Naturally, noble people have to stay away from the kitchen, so Li Sui cannot come into the kitchen.

Hearing Li Sui's voice, Li Zhong hurriedly responded: "Reply to the master, you are ready."

Then he glared at the "waiter" as a warning, hurried to the door and set up a felt curtain.

Li Sui stood at the door and glanced inside, and asked, "Are you all right?"

Li Zhong said: "It's all right, I've looked at it one by one. The rice is high-quality rouge rice, which looks beautiful and fragrant. The water is the clear dew that is picked. The sheep are peeled and washed."

Li Sui said "hum" and nodded with satisfaction, "Remember, you must not be stained at all. When you reach Grandpa and the others' realm, you eat the fundamental taste of food. It's not like us ordinary people, but you have to cook and stew it, which ruins the nature of the ingredients. Okay, since it's all right, then send it to Meiyuan first. When I report it to Grandpa Tai, I'll send it to the house."

After saying that, head to the plum garden first.

Li Zhong turned around and told him "Send it in quickly", then hurriedly followed Li Sui and went to Meiyuan together.

After the two left, the "waiter" stood up and turned to Sun Touer, his wife, and the "waiter's wife" and "waiter's wife": "Our man moves the jar, the woman takes the sheep, and sends it in three times and leaves."

Sun Touer nodded with his wife and went to do some work. "Waiter" looked at each other and smiled, and turned around to carry it.

...

Chuzhou, Dachan Mountain.

Vajra Temple, in the Arhat Hall.

Anyone who enters the world of monks is a world-famous Buddhist virtue.

However, they spent the whole night listening to Farke's voice and accusing him of the injustice he had encountered over the past twenty years.

Even with their Buddhist practice, at dawn, they felt their ears buzzing.

In the spare time when Fake was dry and he wanted to drink water, the old monk Puhong finally spoke: "In other words, Qingyun Village is not a bandit's nest that robs the house and plunders money, but is a place where good things are accumulated to help the refugees?"

The old monk Puhong obviously had strong generalization ability. After removing the words of Fake for one night, he came to a conclusion.

After drinking a bowl of clear water, Fake stared at Puhong and nodded, "The master said it is right."

"Amitabha!"

Seven or eight eminent monks chanted the Buddha's name. Although they did not question it, the suspicion in their eyes was unblocked.

Fake shook his head and said, "How can you coax people like this? You will naturally know it when you see it later. If Qingyun Village was not such a copycat, the Sa family would not have fallen to the point of becoming a bandit if they were persecuted and framed by evil people."

“…”

Seeing that Fake was about to launch a new round of accusations, all the old monks in the hall were a little scared.

Many people's eyes looked at Zhihai were different from before, and they were obviously not very satisfied with the abbot.

It would have been fine if I did it clean at the beginning, but it was not done well. Now the monks in the room have been listening to trash talks for a lifetime than they have heard more of this night.

How much does this damage to Brahmacharya...

The old monk beside Puhong took advantage of the fact that Fake had not started yet and asked first: "Fak, I have said all night, but you haven't said how Qingyun Village is willing to return the Vajra Indestructible Art to my Vajra Temple."

When Fake heard this, he raised his eyebrows and reminded him: "This master, the Vajra Indestructible Art" was obtained by my copycat from the right envoy of the Demon Sect. It was not stolen from the temple. It was not a word for giving back, right?"

When the old monk heard this, his old face, which was already full of age spots, turned completely black and shouted in a deep voice: "My evil! I have tolerated you for a night, but I didn't expect you to be more in a hurry! My word "Master" is also what you call me, the evil evil? Why don't you kneel down for me!"

After saying that, the breath of his body was pressing down, causing Fake to kneel down from the chair.

However, Fake was not afraid and angry, but his heart was filled with ecstasy. He followed the trend and knocked on the ground, crying: "Uncle Tai, the disciple said it in his mouth, but his heart was like a knife. The Buddha was witnessing the testimony that if it were not for the persecution of the evil person, the disciple and the master would still serve the Buddha in the mountain gate!"

When Abbot Zhihai saw it, a dark look flashed in his eyes and felt a vague regret. When he met yesterday, he should have made a quick decision to take action and killed this Buddhist shame first, so that he would not use the rogue tactics to move back to the game.

As expected, I heard that Pudu, a direct giant in Vajra Temple, who was second only to Puhong's monk in Vajra Temple, also a lineage of Fake and his master Zhishan, said: "I will hear about the matter back then. Although you have done so, you will not be able to go out of the mountain gate. I will discuss this later. Let me talk about what conditions have been given by the martial saint in Qingyun Village to return to my Buddhism?"
Chapter completed!