Hearing this, Tang Ning came to the offering table where the offerings were received, picked up one of the pastries that had been taken down, walked back to the table where the sign was unsigned, and after eating a piece of pastry, he said, "If you look for me, say I'm not there." ”

"But ......" The monk hesitated, looked at the old man who was already standing at the door of the main hall, and whispered, "The old benefactor is already at the gate of the main hall." ”

Tang Ning ate the action of pastry, and after eating two pastries in a row, he drank a glass of water, wiped the corners of his mouth, and looked at the old man who had walked in.

"Master Tang, the old man is polite."

The old man saluted him respectfully, for he had asked him to go back, and had waited outside for another attendant to come back and tell him if the man's daughter-in-law was happy. Now that it's decided, it's time to come back.

Although this Tang Shi is young, his ability is admirable, since he can see that the man's family is happy, he should also be able to help him.

"Amitabha, donor, I'm going to rest, donor, please just ask." She stood up, folded her hands and bowed, then walked past him.

"Tang Shi......" The old man chased after him, but saw that he had already strode away, and the monk in front of him blocked his steps.

"Amitabha, old donor, please stay." The middle-aged monk stopped him and said, "It's not too early, the old benefactor should please go back!" ”

At this time, the old man looked at the monk and asked, "Master, if I donate money to rebuild the temple and put a layer of gold on the Buddha's body, can I ask Master Tang to give me some guidance for the old man?" ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged monk shook his head and said: "The old donor doesn't know, Master Tang is not a person from Hanshan Temple, he is only here temporarily, and he will leave after tomorrow, in the temple, no one can be the master of Master Tang, let alone persuade him, and he dare not persuade him, so the donor should please go back!" ”

It was a person who was revered by them as a holy Buddha, and if he didn't want to say more, who would dare to persuade him again? Moreover, they believe, he was justified in his reluctance to say more.

Hearing that Master Tang was going to leave after tomorrow, the old man couldn't help but get anxious, but he had nothing to do, and he didn't know what to do?

Tang Ning on the other side, when she returned to the meditation room prepared for her by the monks, she lay down and rested directly, she really hasn't rested much these days, she will sleep well, and she can leave after tomorrow.

She fell asleep here, but the old man still did not leave, and was still waiting in the main hall.

When the old monk in the temple heard about this, he just shook his head: "There is a way that is a blessing and not a curse, it is a disaster that cannot be avoided, since Master Tang has already pointed him out, it is useless for him to ask for it, you need to know that there is too much leakage of heavenly machines, and it is also harmful to yourself." ”

The ten-year-old little monk next to him nodded when he heard this, and his face was abrupt: "No wonder Master Tang didn't talk to him anymore, just let him go home." ”

"Amitabha, as Master Tang said, since there is a disaster in his house, he should do more good deeds, in order to turn big things into small things, and turn evil into good fortune." The old monk said, closed his eyes and rested.

When it was evening, Tang Shi did not come out, and the old man thought that he would not appear, and he was disappointed and worried about his family, so he rushed home while it was still dark.

The next morning, before the sky was dark, the temple had already arrived pilgrims, as the sky gradually brightened, the more pilgrims, and the offerings could not even be placed on the altar in front of the Buddha.