Chapter 1479: There's no way to be my master

When Ye Qingqing and Lu Mo arrived, what they saw was Wuchen and a solemn master, sitting face to face, while Zhuang Shicheng's father and son were sitting on the side, their expressions were a little indescribable.

The old monk that Wuchen said, Ye Qingqing also heard it, her expression was stagnant, but she didn't feel anything, this unlucky child spoke like this, she hadn't spoken well, she was used to it.

But Master Liujue, who walked in front, was angry, Master Daoyi was the most respected by him, even the abbot of the Big Buddha Temple did not dare to mess around in front of Master Daoyi, he was as respectful as his grandson, this little bald head actually dared to speak disrespectfully in front of the master?

Outrageous!

Master Liujue was furious, although he was a monk, but he usually dealt with people in the red dust, his temper was naturally not too gentle, and he was easy to be angry, he hurriedly stepped forward, ready to teach the little bald head how to behave.

But when he got closer, Master Liujue, who was highly myopia, saw clearly that Master Daoyi was not angry at all, and he was smiling the whole time, much kinder than to him and the abbot, and the words of the lesson rushed to his throat and swallowed again.

It's better to wait and see what happens.

The most important reason why Master Liujue was selected to be the head of the external office is that he is good at observing words and feelings, and his eloquence is also very good, which is much better than other stupid and stupid senior brothers.

Ye Qingqing saw the plate in front of Wuchen, there were still a few pieces of golden dim sum left, it looked like a unique fried chop fork in the capital, that is, sesame flour and dough, rolled into dough and then fried, crispy and delicious, children love to eat.

"If you're thirsty, the old monk should give me some water!"

Wuchen was going to leave, but he ate too much fried chops (it should be called this name, don't be elaborate if it's wrong), he was so thirsty that he yelled at Master Dao Yi and sat down again.

The corners of Ye Qingqing's mouth twitched, although she didn't know Daoyi, but even Zhuang Shicheng could only sit respectfully on the ground, or sit down, without any complaints, it can be seen that the master above must be the internationally renowned Daoyi master said by Master Liujue.

The unlucky child is neither big nor small, an old monk one by one, looking for a smoke!

But Master Daoyi was not angry at all, smiled more kindly, and asked the little novice standing next to him to pour tea.

"The cup is too small!"

Wuchen shook the teacup in disgust, snatched the teapot, and poured the spout into the mouth, burping several times in a row, and then returned the teapot to the little novice who was about to blackface.

The pot is empty.

It's still a good Yixing purple clay pot, Master Daoyi's favorite, it has been on the plate for more than ten years, and he is usually reluctant to take it out and use it, but now he has let the little bald head be ruined, and the little novice is distressed, and secretly scolded Wuchen for being a cow chewing peonies.

"The tea is also delicious, old monk, you have a lot of good things here." No dust and no praise.

The fried chop fork is also more fragrant than what she eats in other places, and the tea is also fragrant, all of which are good things.

Master Daoyi smiled more and more kindly, and the Buddha's light shone, "I have more delicious food here, do you want to come and stay with me for a long time?" ”

Wuchen glared at him vigilantly, "You want to kidnap me as an apprentice?" ”

Hmph, the old monk didn't have a good heart, she could see it at a glance.

Before Master Daoyi could answer, Wuchen shook his head vigorously, "Don't even think about it, I already have a master!" ”

After saying that, the unlucky child looked at Master Daoyi with a disgusted face, as if to say: "You still want to be Master Lao Tzu with such a bad appearance, go dream!" ”

In Wuchen's heart, the two down-and-out monks of the small broken temple on the mountain in Tiedan's hometown will always be her master, and they will remain unchanged for ten thousand years!