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Chapter three hundred and forty sixth accident

Only a few people know about Song Jie Rencuo's death at the hands of Jia Shifang. Now, after hearing the old Khenpo said it in person, it seems that he is also a little trick...

"What? Song Jie Rencuo Kuofu has passed away..." Gui Buguiyi looked surprised, and then he let out a long sigh of "heartache", and then continued: "I don't know at all, no wonder I thought Kuofu was a little strange at that time. I also said that when he was not here, I asked me to take good care of the speakers of the same Buddhist temple. Looking back now, Song Jie Rencuo Kuofu had a premonition and was explaining his funeral..."

After saying that, the old guy sighed long. Seeing this, he thought that Guigui was the close friend of the Han people of Songjie Rencuofu. No one expected that the old guy would have to recover the responsibility of Songjie Rencuofu's death at least half of the time...

The old Khenpo sighed, and then he also said, "That's all Song Jie Rencuo's fortune... Let's not talk about this, please ask all the distinguished guests to rest in the temple. It was originally time to entertain the donors for dinner. However, the monks in the Great Buddha Temple did not eat after lunch, and the supper was ready, but the monks were not convenient to accompany them, so please forgive me."

While speaking, the old Khenpo personally led the way, arrested Wu Mian, Gui Bugui, these people, and the demon was arrested in the temple. The other guys from the Sishui City stayed outside the temple. They brought the gifts Gui Bugui were prepared to give to the temple and then handed them over to the trumpets.

Although nearby toasts often come to offer items, they are not worth mentioning compared to the things given by Sishui. These gifts include gold, Buddha statues made of white jade, and utensils used to worship Buddha. The remaining ones are two hundred brocade quilts for the trumpets and two hundred sets of customized yellow trumpet monk robes.

Even if the monk robes of ordinary little trumpets are made of brocade as the base and gold thread, compared with their monk robes, the other yellow trumpets are covered with a pile of rags. Looking at the items presented by the Sishui, everyone was happy and waited for the old khenbu to send them to them later. At night, I went to bed with a brocade quilt and didn't change it to a little lady.

After handing the gift to the Laba, the remaining guys started to build tents at the entrance of the temple. Someone from their boss invited him, and hundreds of people still had to bury the pot to cook. However, when these Sishui guys started cooking, more than a dozen Labas came out of the same Buddhist temple. They watched these people coldly, staring at these guys like thieves. However, no one noticed that Wu Mian, Gui Bugui was missing the ginseng doll named Ren San around...

Outside the Tongfu Temple, when the Sishui people started cooking, the old Khenpo had already invited them to the canteen in the temple. Then the old Khenpo said a few words of politeness and left the place with the trumpets. Wu Mian was left behind, and Gui Bugui and them were eating here.

Last night, they saw two horns drinking and eating meat with their own eyes. They thought that the old Khenpo would treat them with meat. Unexpectedly, the little horns only brought some oily tsampa and butter tea, but there was no meat at all. After eating a few bites, Xi Yingzhen almost overturned the table before Bai Wuqiu scolded.

"What do these trumpets mean? Do you just use this little thing to fool Grandpa Warlock?" After getting angry, Xi Yingzhen had forgotten what he had placed under the sect of the Grandpa Emperor. He grabbed the monk robe who was serving the little trumpet aside, and then continued, "Did you use these to treat us? You monks eat meat and drink wine, and let the donor who offer you to eat this? Do you believe that the trumpet grandpa Warlock get angry and burn the place with a torch..."

The old Khenpo deliberately selected a few Chinese-speaking trumpets to serve. Seeing the old man’s misunderstanding, the trumpet hurriedly explained: “The donor misunderstood… The trumpets in our temple also eat tsampa. Usually we can only drink clean water and cannot drink butter tea. This is the butter tea made by Master Khenpo who specially treated you a few...

At this time, Bai Wuqiu couldn't help it. It jumped up and said to the little trumpet: "Nonsense! Do you think we are three-year-old children? You lamas are obviously drinking and eating meat outside, I saw it with your own eyes!"

"The Kanbu just doesn't allow me to eat meat in the Great Buddha Temple. The trumpet can eat meat outside the temple." The little trumpet explained hurriedly. After a pause, he continued: "Especially when you go to contact the toasts, the believers' trumpets will definitely be treated to go out. The Kanbu does not prohibit them from eating meat outside the temple, but as long as they return to the temple, they can only rely on tsampa to satisfy their hunger."

Seeing that Xiao Laba didn't seem to be lying, Bai Wuqiu said in surprise: "Are you still bald donkeys after leaving the temple? What's the difference? What's the king's law, but you just tolerated it like this? This is not a life for humans, so you can't find a way to eat some meat in the temple?"

After a bitter smile, Xiao Laba said, "Donor, you are kidding. Compared with the orthodox Buddha, this little desire is nothing. We monks all want to achieve the right result and can break out of the five paths of reincarnation..."

"Silly boy, don't be embarrassed by this little master. Come and taste it. This tsampa is eaten in your mouth as if you are eating butter snacks." Gui Bugui grabbed a piece of tsampa, put it under his nose and smelled it, and continued, "It's a pity that I'm fasting, otherwise I would have to eat two... Little master, which Zen room is Guangren Dafang living in?"

"Next to the Kanbu..." Xiao Laba didn't expect Gui Bugui to ask this suddenly, and almost blurted out a word. But he immediately reacted and quickly changed his words and said, "Master Guangren Dafang hasn't appeared for a long time. He always came with Master Volcano Dafang several times a year. When he came, he lived next to the Kanbu..."

"So he is not here..." Gui Bugui smiled and continued to say to Xiao Laba: "That's nothing more. Master, just let us eat by ourselves. This silly boy is thin-skinned and cannot see anyone's appearance. You go out first, and after we finish eating, you can go to see Master Khenpo by yourself."

Since this old guy said that, a few little trumpets saluted and left the dining room. After they all left here, the old guy's face suddenly became anxious. After he glanced at 'Xu Fu', he said, "Master Dafang, why did the breath of ginseng suddenly disappear?"

"The breath has not disappeared, it is just a lot weaker. With your current ability, you can't feel it. Don't worry, it may be scared by something. It is a genius who escapes. If you can't fight against counterfeiting, you will still be first-class when you run away..." After a slight smile, Gui Bugui continued to say: "Old man, you have some skills, and you can guess that Guangren is in this Buddhist temple now."

"If it weren't for Guangren, how did the old Khenpo know that we had arrived?" Gui Bugui smiled and continued, "There must be alchemists pretending to be Tibetans along the way to report to Guangren that we had arrived in Tibet. Then, through Guangren's mouth, he informed the old Khenpo that we were about to arrive in Tongfu Temple..."

Before Gui Bugui finished speaking, the entire ground of the Tongfu Temple suddenly began to shake violently, as if something was pushing upwards underground. At this moment, there was a loudspeaker shouting in the yard...

After hearing the ears, 'Xu Fu' turned his head to Gui Bugui and said, "It was said that a little monster was sprayed out of the well. The old Khenpo wanted all the speakers to gather. It seemed that something was going to happen."

"The little monster was sprayed out..." Gui Bugui heard something immediately. He hurriedly followed Xiao Laba to the yard. At this time, the ground was shaking more and more. When the old guy rushed to the yard, he saw the pale little Ren San lying quietly beside an ancient well...
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