"We know that Master Tang is very smart, but I didn't expect it to be so smart!"

"Yes! I am from the town next door. I came here to burn incense. I have always heard that Master Tang is very good and will respond to all requests."

"I heard that someone had asked for spiritual medicine to save his life!"

"No wonder the incense here is so popular. In the future, I will ask my son to come and ask for a visa when he goes out far, so that he can feel at ease."

As the old woman listened to them, she went to the old monk to salute him: "Master, I will pay my respects later and leave the roast chicken and pig head for you. I also asked my son to bring two jars of wine. Thank you for your advice last time."

The old monk has been here for more than a year. People who often come know that this old monk is not quit and likes to drink, so she prepared two jars of wine, intending to leave him the roast chicken and pig head he had worshipped, thanks for his advice.

When the old monk heard this, he smiled and said, "Why are the donor so polite?"

"Master, my son has avoided this disaster, it should be fine, right?" The old woman couldn't help asking again, and her son also followed her and looked at the old monk nervously.

"hehe."

The old monk stuffed two jars of wine under the table and smiled at them, "Donor, as long as it is not a death disaster, everything else is nothing. Go back! Go back!"

When the mother and son heard this, their hearts moved slightly, and the man asked, "Master, will I encounter anything else?"

"Haha, the Buddha said: You can't say it." The old monk shook his head and stopped talking.

Seeing this, they had to leave something after worshiping and leave first. After they left, a group of luxuriously dressed people walked in, but did not kneel down, but stood and looked at it. When their eyes fell slightly on the statue of the god above, they paused slightly.

"Is this Master Tang? I heard that she is the eldest lady of the Tang family. A woman who is neither an immortal nor a Buddha can bear these incense?" said a man in brocade clothes, looking at Master Tang's golden body, a little dissatisfied.

"Tang Master is very good at abilities, but I think she is not here, so she naturally doesn't understand the things here. It should not be Master Tang who avoids disaster, but someone else." The middle-aged man in the lead said, his eyes swept around and finally fell on the old monk who explained the sign.

He stood there and looked at him calmly. Seeing that the old man was introverted in his cultivation and his behavior was free and easy, he looked like a Buddhist, but he was not as regular as a Buddhist, so he couldn't help but walk forward.

"Dare you ask about the master's name?" the middle-aged man bowed his hands slightly and asked.

The old monk half-squinted his eyes, looked at him, and said, "What kind of magic number? I am the old monk who has signed the sign. How many people have signed the sign to resolve it?"

"We came here to ask the master to solve our problems. I wonder if the master can go home with us?" A tall and thin man behind him spoke.

"Since it's not an unannouncement, donors, please let me do it!" The old monk said, no longer paying attention to them, but instead planned to go back behind with two jars of wine, but unexpectedly, he was stopped after walking a few steps.

"Master, don't toast or eat and punish the wine!" The man in brocade stopped the old monk with an unpleasant face.
Chapter completed!