In the evening of the next day, the manager of Sishui rushed to the house. His face was a little strange. After sending out all the servants who were serving around him, the manager said timidly: "You have calculated all the old man. The twelve families on the street opposite have changed their faces. I asked the officials in the yamen to help check their household registration. As a result, none of them were locals, and they were new faces moved in within three or five days."

Speaking of this, the manager looked back and confirmed that there was no one around him eavesdropping. He continued: "The villain was in a bad position, and the servants also had problems with the servants. According to your old man's instructions, last night, I sent someone to follow the servants at home to work, and they were all locals. Among them, the housekeeper, the concierge and the two servants did not go home directly. After they spared a lot outside, they all went to Fengxia Temple outside Jiankang City. What came out with them was the new faces of the twelve families across the street."

Seeing Gui Bugui's face still had a smile on his face, the butler took a deep breath and continued to say: "The villain has contacted the monks of the Sishui guards, and we have more than 300 people in the local area. We plan to go to Fengxia Temple when it gets dark tonight..."

"Then you will put your two bosses in a place of irreparable consequences." Gui Bugui interrupted the butler with a smile, and then continued: "You are usually a cautious person. I didn't expect that half of the gift list would turn you into such a person. If you remove all your people, it will be difficult for you to find out here. Take away the things on the gift list, and you don't have to worry about the rest."

Seeing that the butler had something to say, Gui Bugui shook his head gently and took out half of his gift list. After handing it to the butler's hand, he continued, "Those who have the life to spend are called money. These things are all yours. Do you know how to turn them into money? If you don't say anything else, I won't tell you, just hold the things and hide from afar..."

There were no stupid people who could do business in Sishui, so he immediately understood. After carefully taking half of the gift list, Gui Zai kowtowed to Gui Bugui on the ground, and then hurriedly left here. He went back to load the treasure on the gift list, and left Jiankang City overnight with his wife and children.

After the shopkeeper left, Gui Bugui arrived at the hall as if nothing had happened. At this time, the supper was already set. Wu Mian and the two monsters had no habit of waiting for him to eat, and were eating and drinking on their own. Although Qiu Fang had practiced fasting, she was still accompanying the seat. She had no desire. Xiao Rensan said a few words and occasionally drank two glasses of water and wine.

Seeing the housekeeper bringing a cooked chicken to his side, Gui Bugui smiled and continued, "Who is enough for your chicken? Did you see Master Bai Wuqiu? He is right to eat chicken. Go, next time you should remember to use a clay pot to serve such chickens. Don't be so stingy to us, you will know that you are generous to Buddha..."

At first, the housekeeper was still smiling. When he heard Gui Bugui's last words, his smile instantly frozen on his face, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans suddenly appeared.

Gui Bugui looked at the butler's reaction, smiled and continued, "What's wrong with you? Why are you scared like this? I didn't say you embezzled the public account, and the ones hiring you are all Sishui. Swallowing the money from Sishui is your ability. What does it have to do with me?" 1713 Sislu Jiuba.

Hearing that Gui Bugui didn't seem to see through his background, the housekeeper wiped a cold sweat and continued to smile and said, "Master, you are joking. Now, although it is popular to use family wealth as temple property, the young man only has no money to respect Buddha? As long as he can serve the men well and change his food and clothing, he will burn high incense. To the young man, several masters are comparable to Buddha..."

"Butler, I love to hear what you said, "I'll say a chicken neck..." When he was speaking, Gui Bugui had already tore off the chicken neck and stuffed it into the butler's hand. It stuffed the chicken without a neck into his mouth and chewed it.

Seeing Erlangzi stuffing the whole chicken into his mouth, and after a moment he spit out the chicken bones. These days, the manager of Sishui served here. It was the first time that the housekeeper saw chicken eating like this. When he saw him smelling the scent of cooked chicken, he began to feel confused.

"You go and prepare. We will find a temple in Jiankang City tomorrow morning to burn incense." Gui Bugui smiled and said to the butler. After pausing, the old guy continued, "Let's talk about it. It's said that the 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, which one should we go to to worship the Bodhisattva?"

The butler who had just recovered from this breath suddenly became nervous, and then he stammered: "There are Jiming Temple... and... Qixia Temple are all large temples in Jiankang City, and the incense is also very popular. If you want to go to burn incense, I recommend you to Qixia Temple..."

"You know which temple I am going to. I am not going to go. Let your monk come here in person." Before the butler finished speaking, Gui Bugui had already interrupted him. After pausing, the old guy continued, "I originally thought that after clicking, you would be more realistic. It seems that I am looking down on you. Go and take away the chamber pot in my room and send it back wherever it comes. Don't say you don't know where it comes from."

Seeing Gui Bugui's expression without any room for further talk, the housekeeper could only salute, then turned around and walked out of the gate. Seeing that the servants around him were all confused, Gui Bugui smiled and said, "You all go, and bring me a message to the old man, and come here to say in person if you have anything to do."

After watching almost all the servants in the mansion leave in a hurry, Gui Bugui said to Wu Mian, who seemed to have nothing happened: "I originally wanted to continue to spend some time with him, but after doing it, we were surrounded by this person's eyes inside and outside. I don't have much intention to continue to spending..."

At this time, Bai Wuqiu reacted. Erlangzi looked at the empty house and said to his 'bird father': "Old guy, who is so brave to put in a detailed work beside us? You just let them go? At least you have to kill three or two, right? Otherwise, they have no memory, it's grandma, I just looked at the butler and I still like it."

After the housekeeper and the servants left, the door of the house was open for a whole night. The next morning, Bai Wuqiu was awakened by a ritual and musical sound. Just when Erlangzi came out to curse, he saw two rows of monks standing on the left and right at the gate of his house.

Seeing someone coming out, a fat monk in the lead walked over with a smile. He rushed before Bai Wuqiu scolded the street and said, "The abbot of Fengxia Temple, Yuan Ming, brought the monks of Fengxia Temple to pay homage to Wu Mian. Whether to return or not, Bai Wuqiu, Ren San and Qiu Fang. This must be Mr. Bai Wuqiu. What happened to Yuan Ming these days is unknown, so I will give it to Bai..."

"Old guy, he just wants you if he doesn't speak humanly." Bai Wuqiu ignored the monk named Yuanming at all. After yawning, Bai Wuqiu rubbed his eyes and walked into his dormitory, saying, "It was early this morning, I thought that someone's adult was dead. I stood at the door and came to report the death. It turned out that it was a monk who came to beg for alms. Old man, please give me less, leave some of it as a legacy..."

Bai Wuqiu's words made most of the monks look ugly afterwards. Only the monk Yuanming seemed to have not heard it, and still smiled and waited for Wu Mian to come out. This monk Yuanming had a prominent identity in the Southern Dynasty. When he visited him in person, even the Southern Dynasty emperor who valued Buddhism did not have a few turn.

Unexpectedly, after Bai Wuqiu returned, the big mansion seemed to be empty. He never saw Wu Mian. Gui Bugui came out to greet him. At noon, he saw a seven or eight-year-old child jumping out of his dormitory. After arriving in front of the monk, he said in a silence, "Is there no more beautiful little nun in your temple? It's boring..."

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Chapter completed!