While Uncle Huzi and Tang Wu went to worship Buddha and burn incense, I glanced at the young monk who opened the door for us just now and said politely: "This little master, how dare you ask what the Dharma name is?"

"Amitabha, little...the little monk's Dharma name...Yuanzhi." The little monk said stutteringly.

This little monk may be born with a disability, with crooked mouth and slanted eyes, and his speech is not smooth, and he looks about the same age as me.

I said again: "Master Yuanzhi, I dare to ask if your master Zen Master Jueming is in the temple. I want to see him and ask Zen Master Jueming to solve his doubts."

"The donor... needs to wait for a while. The master is... preaching to the brothers and sisters. It will be very... soon." The little monk Yuanzhi bowed to me a little apologetically.

I nodded and said, "It's okay, I can wait."

While speaking, Hu Zi Shu and Tang Wu had already worshipped the Buddha and walked towards me.

"Young Master, is Master Jueming here?" Uncle Huzi asked.

"We're preaching, let's wait a little longer."

As I said that, I looked into a room not far away, but saw that there were lights in the room, and it looked like a candle. It was unimaginable that it was already the 21st century and the temple had not yet been powered.

After more than ten minutes, the little monk Yuanzhi walked towards the room with the lights on.

After waiting at the door for more than ten minutes, when the door opened, four or five monks walked out of the room.

These monks were in their teens, and the older ones were in their forties or fifties. They were all dressed in simple clothes, and some monks wore patches on their robes. The conditions were really difficult.

After all the monks came out, Monk Yuanzhi was about to enter the door to report when he heard a full voice coming from the room: "Let the boy named Wu come in."

As soon as we said this, the three of us were stunned.

Good guy, we were just in the yard and didn't enter, and the monk didn't see us, even knowing what my surname was.

Could it be that this great monk's Buddhist cultivation has reached the state of divine eye power?

I guess he knew my identity since I arrived at the temple gate.

Or maybe he had already calculated my purpose.

I have to say that this monk, known as the "Southern Monk", is really an extremely powerful master.

"Young Master, this monk is amazing enough. I think it's not much worse than the head of the family." Uncle Hu Zi sighed.

I nodded and walked towards the room.

Tang Wu also wanted to follow him, and then he was stopped by Uncle Huzi: "Brother Tang, don't follow him. Zen Master Jueming only asked my young master to come over alone, so don't make Master Jueming unhappy."

Tang Wu glanced at Uncle Huzi, didn't say anything, but did not continue to follow.

For some reason, when I approached the Zen room, I felt inexplicably excited and a little nervous.

Soon, I walked to the door of the Zen room and saw the great monk sitting in the room.

After looking at it, I realized that the great monk was really not an ordinary "big".

Good guy, I feel that it is at least 250 kilograms, and I sit there like a Maitreya Buddha. This person should be Nan Seng Jueming.

When I looked at him, he was also looking at me, with a faint smile on his face: "Why are you still standing there? Come in quickly and close the door."

This sounds familiar. When my master asks me to enter, he will also say that I will close the door. Generally, in this case, I may be beaten.

So, I habitually leave a gap in the door so that I can run faster.

"The gate is tight." The monk said again.

I smiled awkwardly and closed the door completely.

When I turned around, I found that there was a young monk sitting next to the monk. He looked at the young monk who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a round head, very white and kind-hearted eyebrows, and felt like Tang Monk in Journey to the West, a very handsome little monk.

The monk found that I was looking at him, clasped his hands at me and saluted slightly.

I walked straight towards the monk and saluted directly: "My younger generation, Wu Jie, have seen Zen Master Jueming."

"Sit." The fat monk waved his hand and signaled me to sit on the cushion opposite him.

I wasn't polite, and I sat down.

At this moment, I was very close to the monk. When I looked at him carefully, I discovered something very interesting.

Even though this monk didn't laugh, he had a lot of flesh on his face. No matter how he looked, he felt that he was laughing, his earlobes were very big, and he looked like a living Maitreya Buddha.

Because he was too fat, the monk didn't feel very old.

The monk also looked at me carefully and said with a smile: "In a blink of an eye, he has grown so big, it's really cheap that old guy Li Xuantong."

I smiled awkwardly and said, "Zen Master Jueming, it's not good to scold my master when I meet?"

"Why, I'm the same generation as your master, can't I scold him a few words?" The monk curled his lips and said with an unhappy look on his face.

"It's good that you are happy," I said with a smile.

"You tell me, it's great to be a disciple of me. I have to be the old master of Niuji, who is surnamed Li. It's such a talent that you are so useless." The monk couldn't help but sigh.

"Zen Master Jueming, if you want to be more open-minded, the other Feng Shui schools must have the same idea as you. I can't do anything about it. I was only nine years old at that time, and I was in a coma. I couldn't choose my own master. I could only get the Feng Shui King Li Xuantong. I also know that I am very outstanding. The people in the village hope that, and I am a top student, and I am very stable in doing things..."

After hearing what I said, Zen Master Jueming suddenly laughed, and the fat on his body trembled: "Hahaha..., you guy, you look shameless, exactly like your master, but I like it very much."

I smiled and said, "Zen Master Jueming, since you already know the identity of your junior, you must also know why I came here, right?"

The monk smiled and said, "That's true... Isn't it the restaurant in Jinling City that was hit by the Tianzhansha?"

"Zen Master Jueming is worthy of being the leader of Feng Shui in the Eight Houses. It's a pity that I am so talented." I said with a smile.
Chapter completed!