Monk Yideng lowered his head and said with a faint smile: "The benefactor has many calamities. The poor monk can save you once, but not ten thousand times. Please let the benefactor let go of his obsession!"

"For matters of fate, God has the final say, I don't care!"

Gu Chen took out a tea cake from his cuff and threw it over: "Didn't you always like to drink tea?! I brought you some special products from my family as a reward!"

"This tea is from the tea saint Pei Yuansheng, Putuo Huacha! He has disappeared for almost forty years, where did the little benefactor come from?!"

It was also the first time that Monk Yideng's eyes lit up.

The last time I drank this tea was more than 30 years ago. I drank it by accident when I was a teenager. It was precisely because I drank the tea made by the tea saint. It's hard to get into his mouth!

He asked his master to send this tea from the island. As for whether it was made by the tea sage Pei Yuansheng, he didn't know.

All I know is that on the cliffs of the island, there lives an old man who can make tea. It is said that he must be a hundred years old. He planted tea on the cliffs. At the age of a hundred, he is still alive and well every day!

And his status on the island is not very high, he can only live in the most remote place on Alcatraz Island, but Gu Chen never thought that an inconspicuous person would have such a great reputation outside, and tea holy title.

"As for who it belongs to, I don't know! It's just that there is good tea, and I think of you, old monk. It's interesting!"

Gu Chen patted his shoulder and said with a wicked smile.

Monk Yideng was also a little hesitant. He was originally a monk, so it was hard to justify accepting things from other people in front of the Buddha.

"It's too precious. The tea cakes made by the tea sage are fused with the essence and blood of his whole life of cultivation. It's priceless on the outside. I can't accept it!"

It's not that I can't accept it, but that I have to make three pushes and three resignations, and then I reluctantly accept it. It's just a formality.

"Forget it!"

But Gu Chen just didn't follow the routine and snatched the tea cake back.

"Hey, hey, you little doll, why don't you play your cards according to the routine! Who said I don't want it!"

Monk Yideng snatched it back again, and accepted it directly in front of the Buddha.

"You fake monk, you are quick to receive things in front of the Buddha!"

"The almsgiver's words are wrong. Wine and meat have passed through the intestines. I keep it in my Buddha's heart. People who become monks don't have to live according to rules and regulations!"

"You fake monk! How about finding two girls for you?!"

After chatting with the old monk for a few words, Gu Chen went back to the next hut.

It gets dark earlier in the north than in the south, and it is already very late at four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

in the room.

Lan Wancheng also kept adding firewood under the bed, making him look embarrassed.

There is no heating on the mountain, and the weather is minus 30 degrees. If you don�t manually burn firewood under the kang, it will probably freeze you into a popsicle in a while!

"Ahem! Brother Chen, you said there is nothing wrong with us staying in a hotel outside, why do we have to come to this mountain?! You don't expect this old monk to resist the Murong family for us, do you?!"

Lan Wancheng coughed heavily and complained a few times.

Isn't it nice to find a comfortable hotel with heating to sleep in Fengtian City? !

You have to come to the mountain to suffer this crime, the room is like an ice cellar, no matter how martial arts practitioners sleep in this environment, it is probably not enough. JrNovels.com