"Yes!" For Tang Shi's words, they listened to them from the bottom of their hearts.

"Master Tang, what can this green sandalwood spirit wood do? Is it any use? The great monk asked, looking at the trees they had cut down, it turned out that these big trees that exuded a faint smell of firewood were actually a kind of tree called Qingtan Lingmu.

Tang Ning smiled mysteriously and said, "It can be used to improve the economic problems of the temple, and it can also be used to make a reputation, and you will know it in the future." ”

As she spoke, she waved her hand and said, "It's not too early, don't cut too late, and go back early!" So saying, he turned and walked back.

After watching him leave, several monks in the group were reluctant to go back now, and several people got together and said, "Let's cut down five more trees by ourselves!" "They want to practice again, without him, because it's a really good feeling.

After Tang Ning went back, he went to the room to eat something casually, and after returning to the room, he took out some dried meat from the space and ate it, and after eating another fruit, he laid an enchantment in the courtyard, and then mixed medicine in the room.

In the early morning of the next day, thinking that she was now arranged to be assigned work, after eating a steamed bun early in the morning, she took a broom to sweep the floor in front, and when it was close to noon, she swept away the fallen leaves around her and carried the broom on her shoulder, humming a little song and preparing to go to the back mountain to hunt game, but when she passed through the front hall, she saw a lot of disciples talking about something together.

As soon as he heard it closely, the disciples' low voices came.

"The female benefactor knelt down three times and knocked up, and it seemed that she had a request."

Hearing this, Tang Ning followed the eyes of the disciples, and from a distance, he saw a woman in her thirties kneeling and bowing in the direction of the main hall, she was wearing a plain dress, and there was only a hairpin on her head, her face was beautiful, but she was haggard, and her brows were even tighter, as if she could not dissolve the sorrow.

Although she is plain and elegant, but looking at her posture of kneeling down and kowtowing when she stands up, there is a sense of nobility in it, and it is obviously not an ordinary country woman with a flat head.

"Doesn't it mean that no one has gone up to the mountain to worship the Buddha for a long time? Why are there still people who kneel three times and bow nine times and come up with a big salute? ”

The immature voice came out with curiosity, and the monks who were talking in front of them were startled, and quickly turned around, and saw that the delicate and outstanding little man was carrying a broom on his shoulder, and was staring at them with a pair of curious and clear beautiful eyes.

"Amitabha, I've seen Master Tang."

The disciples hurriedly made a Buddhist salute to him, and when they were talking just now, no one noticed that there was a Tang Master standing behind them, but the appearance of carrying a broom was too strong?

Thinking in their hearts, the monks' eyes couldn't help but look at the child's body, and saw such a delicate and lovely little monk standing there, carrying a broom on his small shoulder, the posture was casual and natural, as if he was not carrying a sweep, but a weapon, that look, looked cute and cute.

It's just that they know that this cute and cute little monk is a monk at the peak of the foundation, and his strength is very strong, plus the abbot has an explanation, and he must not have a trace of disrespect and presumptuousness towards him, so in front of him, they all stand at a regular distance.

"Do you know the benefactor? Is she an old pilgrim in the temple? Tang Ning asked curiously.