Chapter 12: The Source of Resentment

Seeing that Jiang Feng did not reply, the little monk looked a little embarrassed, and then patted his forehead and said, "Look at me, donor, you must have just come to the temple, so you don't know the rules of the temple."

After a pause, he cleared his throat: "If you don't worship Buddha and thank Buddha, you can do it, but according to the rules in the temple, you still have to go to the Golden Hall to "respecte Buddha incense". This respect for Buddha incense can bring blessings and luck to the donor..."

Well, Jiang Feng was indeed trapped by lightning. Not to mention the "rules" of those temples in the 21st century, just say now.

Unexpectedly, the temple also began to find ways to make money like this.

Jiang Feng looked at the other person awkwardly, and finally took out a few yen from his pocket in the other person's expectant eyes.

Then, with the other party's smile on his face, he took the fragrance handed over by the other party, lit it, and respectfully knelt on the Buddha in the hall.

"Little abbot, ask, is your abbot here here?" Jiang Feng took out a few yen from his arms with a smile and handed it to the other party.

The young monk took the yen and recited the word "Anita" with a serious expression on his face.

He praised Jiang Feng for a moment, and finally shook his head: "Our abbot is not in the temple!"

Jiang Feng was a little surprised, but soon the little monk continued, "But, if you have anything to do, you can ask who you want."

After saying that, he pointed to the east corner of the hall, an old monk sitting on a rattan chair drinking tea leisurely and reading scriptures carefully. The old monk was a little different from other monks in the temple.

The main reason is that the robes he wore were black and white, while the monks in the temple were all wearing gray robes. Jiang Feng had a guess, that is, the monk's status in the temple should be quite high.

"That..." Jiang Feng turned around and looked at the little monk, wanting to ask who the old monk was?

What's his name? But before he could turn around, the little monk no longer knew where to sneak away.

Jiang Feng was a little angry. It turned out that this pussy was just taking his own money and leaving the crowd.

But since the other party has left, Jiang Feng naturally cannot say why he chased the other party.

Sighing helplessly, Jiang Feng had to hold back and squeezed his smile toward the old monk sitting on the rattan chair.

The old monk did not raise his eyebrows. When he heard Jiang Feng's footsteps, he just said indifferently: "I don't sell the incense of Buddha worship or the incense of Buddha thanking me here. I also asked the donor to move elsewhere, so don't disturb my monk from following the scriptures and enlightenment."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Feng's feet twitched, Damn?

My brother licked his face in front of you, and was about to ask you something, what is your attitude?

At this moment, Jiang Feng was a little annoyed. If it weren't for the other party being a monk, because of the other party being an islander, Jiang Feng really wanted to slap the other party to death.

But since he had contacted Reiko Asakawa, Tomoko and others, Jiang Feng understood that not all the islanders are people with the same ******.

There are still many kind people. The old monk didn’t look at Jiang Feng, maybe it was not because Jiang Feng was a Chinese.

Jiang Feng thought about this, and finally calmed down and smiled, "Uh! May I ask the monk, are you the biggest in this temple..."

His biggest thing is, whether the abbot of Zhaoti Temple has not yet been said.

The old monk in black and white robes slowly put down the scriptures in his hand and stared at Jiang Feng with interest.

Jiang Feng was a little nervous. After all, if he angered the other party in a while, would he be driven out by the other party?

If so, then you will be deprived of the temple without the protection of the temple.

Moreover, it will take one day to go back to China. The most important thing is that he doesn’t know where there are many strange people in China.

A vengeful spirit-level existence like Sadako may not allow Jiang Feng to leave the island country and leave the range that can be controlled by resentment.

If it crawls out of the TV and kills Jiang Feng before the seven-day period arrives, what should Jiang Feng do then?

Jiang Feng had to consider these.

Therefore, if there is a glimmer of hope, if there is no need, Jiang Feng will never do something unpleasant.

When the old monk saw Jiang Feng ask this question, he was not in a hurry to read the scriptures in his hand for a moment. He smiled and said, "The oldest here has gone out to Hongzhen Mosque for exchange yesterday. The one with the most temper is in the vegetarian hall, and the one with the most power has been away from the temple for many days. As for the place, the one with the greatest ability is naturally me... I wonder who you are looking for by the donor?"

The most capable!

When Jiang Feng heard this, he was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that this old monk would be so pretentious, and he said that monks would not lie. But today, Jiang Feng finally saw what is the highest level of pretentiousness. Have you seen it?

This is the highest level of pretending!

However, Jiang Feng was stunned by this question. He was a little stunned. He didn't expect that the other party was so thick-skinned.

Jiang Feng's face twitched slightly, and there was a look of suspicion in his eyes.

Seeing Jiang Feng's suspicious look, the old monk suddenly laughed three times, stood up from the rattan chair, walked to Jiang Feng, then turned around, and then walked out of the hall. While walking, he said, "Really, true, false, true, true, neither true, nor false, born with no right or wrong, and resentment will become empty after death. Donor, I will ask you which one of the biggest ones here?!"

As he said that, regardless of Jiang Feng who was stunned in the hall, he laughed heartily and disappeared from Jiang Feng's vision in a few steps.

"Hey, if it weren't for the strange personality of this Toda Temple, I really wanted to go to Toda Temple to worship Buddha for a while. If I could get the guidance of Sora Kung Hyun, I would benefit a lot!"

Just when Jiang Feng was stunned, at the beginning, when Jiang Feng entered the hall, the young monk who had trapped Jiang Feng to buy high incense and worship Buddha appeared behind Jiang Feng.

He whispered to several other young monks in the hall.

Another young monk's face changed when he heard this. He hurriedly covered the other person's mouth and whispered: "Speak quietly, don't you talk nonsense, Zhiyuan, don't listen to your words by other brothers, otherwise you will feel good. Zen Master Kongxuan is highly respected and we are definitely not able to discuss it..."

The young monk named Zhiyuan then reacted, his face pale, he looked around nervously, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no other monk was present.

But the next moment, he looked at Jiang Feng.

Feeling two fiery eyes staring at him, Jiang Feng shook all over and hurriedly came to his senses and shouted, "Old abbot, wait..."

While shouting, he ran out of the hall. Under the surprised eyes of the two young monks, Jiang Feng's figure finally left.

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