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"Donor, poor monk, oh no, poor monk Hongyi, this is too polite."

After speaking, the monk raised his head. The moment he saw Lu Siming, his smiling eyes suddenly shrank and froze in place.

"Grandmaster?"

Lu Siming looked at the other person's expression and narrowed his eyes. His appearance today indeed attracted the attention and surprise of many people.

It's just that the middle-aged monk in front of him seems to be shocked by something else...

Before he could figure out what was shocking the other party, the other party shook his head wildly and muttered: "Hey, I'm fascinated, I'm fascinated.

Don't blame the donor, the poor monk has never seen such a handsome and handsome young man like the donor. This is why the donor made you laugh. "

"Master, you are... ridiculous." Lu Siming said coldly: "I don't know if Master is here, right?"

"Oh, that's it." Hong Yi handed over an alms bowl, "Today, a pilgrim offered a bowl of ice powder and a bowl of crystal powder at Yuanshan Temple.

But it was summer, and the ice powder and crystal powder had gone bad. The poor monks couldn't bear to offend the pilgrims, so they came here to pray for a new portion of ice powder and crystal powder. "

"..."

Lu Siming was silent for a moment.

Although I don’t know which weird thing it is to go to the temple to offer ice powder and jelly, but the monk in front of me is obviously a little shameless...

If the food offered by the pilgrims is bad, it will be bad. You can't bear to make the pilgrims sad and decide to replace it with the same food. This is understandable.

But why don't you spend money to buy it, but let the food vendor bear it?

Lu Siming originally wanted to close the door, especially because the black hair faintly exposed under the other person's hat made people suspect that he was a fake monk.

But in the blink of an eye, I thought that this was Chu Qingge’s business, so I gave the decision-making power to Chu Qingge.

"Qing Song."

He would call her this when outsiders were around.

Chu Qingge came over immediately and learned the reason, "That's it, master, if you want to eat ice powder for free, I can give it to you."

The implication is, why bother making up such a ridiculous reason.

Hong Yi smiled, but he didn't expect that this little woman had a good heart, although he really wanted to get a bowl of ice powder and jelly for free without spending any money.

But the reason is actually true.

Just as he was about to continue explaining, someone indeed sent ice powder and crystal powder to worship in front of the Buddha, when the aroma of braised pork filled his mind.

"It smells so good..."

"Donor, what does your family eat?"

Chu Qingge: ...

Lu Siming:......

Sure, this is not necessarily a fake monk, but what the monk does is definitely not genuine.

"Braised pork and crucian carp soup." Chu Qingge looked at the round-faced monk and smiled, "Why, you monks can still eat meat?"

"The donor doesn't know something." Hong Yi raised his hand, took off his bhikkhu hat, and revealed a Taoist bun, "I am actually a Taoist who cultivates both Buddhism and Taoism."

"puff--"

Chu Qingge almost spit out the fish soup he just drank.

What a god of Buddhism and Taoism.

"I said to you, uncle, just take food when you ask for it. Why are you pretending to be a monk or a Taoist?"

Chu Qingge said speechlessly, "I can give you one portion each of ice powder and crystal powder." Forget about the braised pork. After all, the meat was expensive and she couldn't bear to eat it.

However, she did not expect that the other party shook his head and said, "Donor, don't worry, although poor people are poor, they never eat good people's food for free.

Ice powder and crystal powder are for alms for pilgrims. Braised pork and Pindao are available for purchase. "As he said that, he took out half a drop of money from his arms.