To be honest, I was shocked.

Although Mr. Zhang is very tired today, it is natural to pay for his hard work, but the two old ladies are very tired after a day of busyness, and they even traveled to the underworld for Song Muyao.

How could this be just one hundred yuan for each person?

So the two old ladies say that Song Muyao has a short life is definitely not a lie, I am 100% confident.

Because they don't have any money at all, there is no reason to cheat.

Song Muyao naturally refused to let him go, and I didn't give in. Later, I got into trouble and left 1,000 yuan for each of the two old ladies.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Originally, Song Muyao had to give more, but she really couldn't give it.

They didn't want it, so they kept stuffing it into our pockets, insisting on leaving only five hundred. In the end, Aunt Hu almost suffered a heart attack, and then she took it down.

After spending this little money and doing so many things, Song Muyao was very moved and she burst into tears, saying that she was so lucky that she had met such a good master.

Aunt Bai told her that I can't just give them money, but I have to give them some, because I am also a master, and bringing them from all over the world is all the fate of the old immortal. I can't let me make money, so I have to give some.

Incense gold.

I said let it go. Today I am just a fun person and I did nothing, so I just did some tricks and asked for money for incense.

Song Muyao disagreed and finally broke up for a long time. Then I only took her one hundred dollars and thought it was gas money.

In my experience over the years, I am always grateful to these two old ladies and admire them very much.

When dealing with them, there is no secular money relationship at all. For example, I brought Song Muyao here. Normally, this is to bring customers to them.

If anyone changes, they will ask for more money and then give me a commission or kickback. This is also natural and natural.

But these two old ladies had no idea at all, and I didn't mention it to them, nor did they tell me, which made me feel very comfortable.

To be honest, I never want to regard the fate owner who found me as a customer, and I don’t want to find ways to make their money.

If Aunt Hu and Aunt Bai received the money and gave me a commission today, I would feel uncomfortable.

It is precisely because I didn’t make money and they didn’t make money, I feel more at ease.

After we finished the work, we stayed for a while and left because it was too late and the old lady had to rest.

When I got home, I bought two boxes of Huazi downstairs, put them in my pocket, and prepared to give them to Uncle Ma.

It was almost twelve o'clock in the middle of the night when I entered the house. Uncle Ma was not sleeping and was still waiting for me.

When I saw me coming back, Uncle Ma said, "You kid, you work and supplies, and don't sleep in the middle of the night. Finally, you came back with 100 yuan. You said you didn't like Song Muyao?"

This word made him rhyme.

I rolled my eyes at him and said, "Why are you so dirty? I am doing my best. Besides, I can still make money from my disciple?"

Uncle Ma snorted and said, "If you really don't make money, why do you think those people are taking apprentices for? Nowadays, people with some skills want to be full of apprentices everywhere, just like that Liu Laosan, who eats apprentices.

Drink your apprentice, if you have something to do, you’re fine… Anyway, you’re just about to suck your apprentice’s blood.”

I smiled and said, "It's because of this that I don't accept disciples. Even if I accept me, I don't want their money. I'm not like you, and I'll just open my mouth for eight thousand eight."

Uncle Ma said, "Don't look at me for 8,800 yuan. I'm the price of preaching Dharma. Otherwise, why should I teach in vain? I'm sick? If you teach in vain, would you be happy?"

This is the truth. If I were asked to teach me in vain, I wouldn't be happy.

I was speechless, so I could only take out two boxes of Huazi from my pocket and hand them to Uncle Ma, and then go to bed.

I slept quite soundly this time. The next morning, I took Song Muyao and the others to have breakfast, and then she suggested that she wanted to go to Jile Temple.

As a result, after we arrived at Jile Temple, we just walked in and walked for a while, and Song Muyao started to be wrong. He cried while worshiping Buddha, and even cried even more and couldn't speak.

Looking at her, I couldn't help but think of Zhang Wenwen.

I remember bringing Zhang Wenwen here before, and she squatted on the ground and cried like Song Muyao.

Same scene, different people.

At this moment, I was a little dazed, as if I had just returned to the past in an instant.

Miss Wang coaxed Song Muyao at a loss, while keeping her eyes on me for help.

I sighed inwardly and stepped forward and patted her.

"Don't be afraid, you probably saw the hell, right?"

Song Muyao sobbed, buried her head in her knees, and nodded.

I gently put my hand on her back and said quietly: "The heavenly Dharma image and the earth Dharma image will not arise for a moment, and all forms will not arise. Everything is an illusory bubble, Om, well, Ba, Mi, Hum."

This sentence is not a spell or a spell, it is just a casual speech.

But after I finished reading it, I saw Song Muyao slowly stop sobing, and after a while I returned to normal.

I asked her, "You can't see those scenes?"

She nodded with tears in her eyes and asked me, "Master, why do I see those, I...I see so many lonely ghosts and those who suffer in hell, they are all very pitiful."

I comforted me and said, "Don't think so much. This is what the temple is like. There are many lonely ghosts who have nowhere to live, but this has nothing to do with you. You don't have to pity them. If it weren't for the karma of cause and effect, they wouldn't do this.

So, calm down... Be obedient, I will take you to stew with iron pot later."

I successfully used an iron pot to divert their attention, so we quickly left Jile Temple and drove to find a iron pot to stew.

I ordered a big goose stewed in an iron pot. Song Muyao even joked that it was not snowing now, so it would be a little early to stew the big goose.

I smiled and said, "It's a pity that you can only stay here for two days, otherwise when it snows, you can stew big gooses, and the other is to go to the world of ice and snow...

The stewing of the big goose was a bit long. While waiting, Song Muyao suddenly asked me a question.

"Why did you say that I also saw the Hell in Jile Temple? What does this mean? Who else has seen it?"

I didn't expect her to be so careful that she even noticed this detail.

I said a little embarrassedly: "It's nothing, it's another girl. When I took her to Jile Temple before, she also saw the scene of hell."

Before Song Muyao said anything, Miss Wang echoed "Oh" and said deliberately: "Oh, Master Xiaofan, it seems that she often takes girls to Jile Temple? This hobby is a bit special. People always go to the cinema when they date.

Oh, go to the park, go shopping and eat, go to hotels and hotels... why would you take girls to the temple?"

I was speechless for a moment, and many past scenes appeared in my mind, and I couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Chapter completed!