At this time, it was the peak period of Guanyunlou's crowds, and the second floor was almost full of seats, and there was a lot of noise.
This long sigh overwhelmed the noise of the people, and passed directly to everyone's ears.
Fakong smiled and said, "Master, here we come."
Monk Rushan turned his head to take a look.
However, there are four people at a table, all young people in their twenties, everyone holds a folding fan, and everyone is dressed as a scholar.
In this early autumn, holding a fan is purely an act of poise.
"Brother Sun, why are you sighing?" a young man asked.
"Sorrowful autumn hurts spring, why is Brother Sun feeling so emotional?"
"It's not about the weather, it's about the world." The sighing young man shook his head: "What kind of world is this? Looking at Lord Xin, then looking at the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, it's really chilling."
"Isn't it good to believe that the prince is safe and sound?"
"Hmph, I'm safe and sound now, what about the future? The court doesn't care about it, it's just planning how to deal with Prince Xin, it's really chilling!"
"Too."
"What's even more chilling is the other courtyard of the King Kong Temple, the divine monk? Haha!" The sighing young man shook his head and laughed several times.
The discussion of the four of them passed through the noise and was directly sent to everyone's ears, making everyone curious and awe-inspiring.
Obviously there is not too much sound, but it can be heard clearly.
Anyone who can come to Guanyunlou for dinner has some experience, and he immediately knows that although these four people are dressed as scholars, they are martial arts masters.
"It is said that the abbot of the King Kong Temple is an eminent monk with supernatural powers, and he can be called a divine monk."
"Ha ha!"
"Shouldn't it be fake?"
"Find a few people to pretend to be patients, and after reciting the mantra, they will recover immediately. Haha, it's ridiculous. No matter how miraculous medical skills are, can they do this? It's outrageous!"
"It's really outrageous!"
"What's more, it's even more extreme to use women to seduce people and attract pilgrims. People's hearts are not old!"
"It is said that these are the embroiderers of Mingyue Embroidery House, and they can be regarded as decent people."
"Xiu Niang is a decent family, but the Jingangsi Temple is obviously uneasy and kind, and deliberately releases the news so that the pilgrims will know. Otherwise, the Jingang Temple is so remote, who knows that there is Xiuniang going to offer incense?"
"Exactly."
"Poor these embroiderers, who are pious but being exploited. This trick in the outer courtyard of the King Kong Temple is too much, and the utilitarian heart is too strong, which is incompatible with Buddhism."
"Look at the Feitian Temple next to it, then at the Jingang Temple, and look at the number of pilgrims, and you will know the difference between the two temples!"
"Feitian Temple really didn't use such vulgar methods."
Fakong smiled and looked at Monk Rushan.
Monk Rushan Junyi's face was gloomy, his eyes gleamed with anger, he took a deep breath, trying to suppress himself.
Fakong knew that he was going to be overwhelmed, and said in a low voice: "Master, don't worry, the best show is yet to come."
"Are you in no hurry?" Monk Rushan looked at Fakong.
Any abbot, let alone the abbot, or even any disciple of the other courtyard, would not be able to sit still when he heard someone slandering the reputation of the other courtyard?
But this monk Fakong was lucky enough to sit still and listened with great interest as if he was out of it.
It is really incomprehensible.
Fakong shook his head and said: "The mouth grows on other people, how can it be possible to control what everyone says? Let him say it."
"But this will affect the reputation of the King Kong Temple and make the number of pilgrims less and less?"
"That's not necessarily the case." Fakong shook his head: "It is possible that the more you scold, the more curious some people will be, like the one just now, wouldn't the people who heard it be curious about how beautiful the embroidered lady of Mingyue Embroidery Building is, so that she attracts pilgrims go?"
"It's strange that you do this"
Monk Rushan feels that he and Fakong are not in the same world, and their ideas are too different, but they are more interested.
People with the same thinking can't stimulate themselves when getting along, and it's not interesting.
Fakong said: "I don't want to see who ordered them?"
"Can you find it?" Monk Rushan frowned.
"I can find it." Fakong nodded.
If you change someone, you may give them the money directly, ask them to do this, and then cut off contact.
But the person from last time was different.
He will definitely give the money afterwards, and ?nbsp; "Master can guess."
"Master Fakong, what do you think?" Monk Rushan said in a deep voice.
Fakong smiled and shook his head: "It's hard to say, there are too many possibilities, and it is in the interests of too many people for our two temples to fight to the death."
Monk Rushan sneered: "Could it be another monastery?It doesn't look like it. This kind of indecent method should be disdainful."
There is still a bottom line for the infighting among one hundred and eight temples. After all, they are all Daxueshan sects, and their methods are too despicable, which will make everyone feel ashamed.
"Let's go." Fakong said with a smile.
He has already seen Lin Feiyang waving.
Monk Rushan looked around, knowing that it was Lin Feiyang who had appeared, but he didn't see it. This feeling was too uncomfortable.
The two floated outside a house, entered the house, and then floated up to the house. Fakong pointed to a house opposite.
Monk Rushan nodded slightly.
The two lurked past silently.
Fakong used the escaping method, silently, and obviously walked over, but the guards outside the house couldn't see it.
Monk Rushan's figure is as ethereal as smoke, and he is surprisingly fast.
This is Feitian Temple's unique skill, Feixianbu.
The two came to the backyard of the house, and could hear voices talking in the yard.
"Master Xiang, it's done."
"Hehe" There was an ugly laugh, and then he sighed leisurely: "These two families are really calm, and they can't do it like this!"
"Master Xiang, they are indeed calm, but no matter how calm they are, when the heat comes, they can't help it."
"The abbot of the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple is a bit interesting, much better than the previous one."
"After all, you're young, so work hard."
"Hehe, the more you want to work hard, the easier it is to clean up! They didn't show any flaws, did they?"
"Absolutely not."
"Well, let's wait for the good show to begin."
Monk Rushan looked gloomy and stared coldly over there.
Fakong beckoned.
Monk Rushan frowned, his face floated out of the house, came to the previous house, and said coldly: "Don't deal with him?"
Fakong laughed and said, "There is no rush."
"Master Fakong, you are really calm, what are you waiting for, waiting for him to continue to sow discord?" Monk Rushan said coldly.
Fakong shook his head and said, "Master Rushan doesn't think it's interesting?"
"I don't think it's funny!"
"Master Rushan doesn't want to see what they can do?" Fakong said with a smile: "Any other coups?"
"How easy is it to clean up directly?" Monk Rushan really didn't understand Fakong's thoughts, and he was not angry or murderous at all when facing the people who plotted against him behind the scenes.
It seems to be just an outsider's general feeling. </div>