"From a geographical point of view, Yunguan Temple is actually quite far away from Taihuai Town. Generally speaking, it is still located in Mount Wutai.
Wutai Mountain is a big concept. Strictly speaking, Yunguan Temple is not an authentic Wutai Mountain temple. This is just a side effect.
Just like when you go to Hangzhou, many people will sell you West Lake Longjing. In fact, authentic West Lake Longjing can be seen at street stalls.
Of course, they are all copycat versions." Fei Yiyi smiled lightly. However, Ye Fan felt quite strange about Fei Yiyi.
This guy's father is one of the great giants in the Republic, but he himself is an unofficial and unbusinessman.
If we ignore his father Fei Yihuan, then Fei Yiyi is truly a playboy.
And he still belongs to the kind of dandy who is at the top of the first circle in the capital. However, Fei once behaved quite arrogantly towards certain people, and that was because some people were too arrogant.
Fei Yiyi was arrogant to arrogance. However, Boss Ye felt that Fei Yiyi was a rather low-key person.
He is usually quite easy-going towards others, not at all overbearing or arrogant like someone from a powerful family.
However, maybe Boss Ye only saw one side of Fei Yidu and didn't know the other side of him.
Mr. Ye sometimes asked him as a joke why he didn't find a serious job. Often at that time, Fei Yidu would just smile calmly and say that freedom is the most important thing in life.
Being in an officialdom can help you, and doing business also smells too much of copper. Fei Yihuan seemed to have acquiesced to Fei Yiyi's behavior.
Boss Ye was very surprised. Fei Yi's attitude towards the world was simply treasonous for Fei Yihuan, one of the giants of the Republic.
I didn't expect Secretary Fei Yihuan to respect his son's choice so much. This is really abnormal.
"Let's go in." Ye Fan smiled and entered Yunguan Temple with Mr. Feng's letter of introduction.
I found that there happened to be an old monk wearing yellow cassocks in the main hall. In general, monks wearing such clothes in temples are of higher rank.
Although the temple is an outsider's place in the eyes of the secular world, there seems to be no dispute.
In fact, this is not the case. Wherever there are people, there will be fights. Even inside the temple, which is the outer place of the party, there is no exception.
Otherwise, why would all the monks want to be the abbot? Because the abbot is actually the head of a temple, which is similar to being an official and the top leader.
Therefore, Ye Fan requested to see Master Guilin.
"Old Na Gui Song. Master Gui Lin has just returned from traveling recently. He is too tired and needs to rest for a while. I have not seen any guests during this period. Please forgive me." Master Gui Song bowed his head and preached very politely.
"It's been a few days since Master Guilin came back, why haven't you had a good rest yet?" Fei Yiyi asked with a faint smile.
"I'm sorry, the master got a little cold after he came back. It will probably take some time for him to recover completely." Master Guisong said with a twitch in his eyes.
"You have a lot of arrogance. You just got a little injury on your leg after I fucked you. Are you too shy to see people?" Unexpectedly, Wu Jun suddenly interjected, and Master Gui Song looked stunned. He
Looking at Wu Jun, his expression suddenly changed and he hummed, "You are the Wu Jun who hurt the master, aren't you?"
"That's right, I am Wu Jun. If Gui Lin is not convinced, ask him to come out and have some sex with me. Make sure he comes out standing and lying down." Wu Jun snorted coldly and acted quite arrogantly. Boss Ye
He didn't stop him either. He fell down and saw if Master Guilin could come out.
"Hey, we don't welcome arrogant people like you in this temple, please do it!" Master Guisong's face was stern, and he made an inviting gesture with his hand to force the guest out.
"If you want me to go out, you only need to force me out. I, Wu Jun, don't care about staying here.
Of course, if you don't have the ability, don't make random noises here. Otherwise, I won't be polite.
Don’t say I’m rude if I beat these Buddhas and Bodhisattvas to pieces." Wu Jun folded his hands on his shoulders, showing a domineering aura.
"What an arrogant person, you..." Master Gui Song was so angry that his lips trembled, and he pointed at Wu Jun, who couldn't even continue to speak for a while.
It happened to be noon at this time, and I didn't see many other tourists coming. Otherwise, if I saw someone arguing with Master Monk, I would definitely have a bunch of troublemakers surrounding me right away.
"Go away, go away, don't block the sweeping!" At this moment, a middle-aged monk wearing a green cloth monk's robe, a pair of cloth shoes, and a broom in his hand swept in from the outside door.
Just when he reached Wu Jun's territory, he immediately shouted at the top of his voice. Moreover, the broom swept the ground and swept towards Wu Jun's feet without stopping.
Wu Jun naturally stopped moving and stood with his feet rooted to the ground. However, Ling Fei almost swallowed his tongue when he saw Qingbu Monk sweeping the broom on Wu Jun's feet.
Something strange happened, as if Wu Jun didn't want the dirty broom to sweep over his feet, he actually slid a few steps away.
However, Boss Ye's pupils shrank suddenly and he looked at Wu Jun. This guy's face was a bit ugly.
"Master, what a broom." Ye Fan snorted coldly, stepped forward and stepped on the broom, because Boss Ye just noticed with an eagle eye that Wu Jun seemed to have been swept by the middle-aged monk with the broom and almost fell to the ground.
Step away.
Fortunately, Wu Jun reacted quickly, otherwise he would have been thrown to his knees, and he would have been embarrassed and thrown into his grandma's house.
In order to prove it, Mr. Ye stretched his legs.
Fei Yiyi was naturally a little confused, thinking that it was really strange. Why was Boss Ye so angry with a monk who was sweeping the floor?
If someone wants to sweep the floor, let them do it. You can't be too "little" as a person, right? It's too cheap to be forced to do it with a sweeper.
The middle-aged monk didn't pay any attention to it. He gently lifted the broom and strangely, it reached the bottom of Boss Ye's foot.
Ye Fan felt that the soles of his feet were lifting up so hard that the broom almost slipped out.
This guy knew that he had met an expert, so he added another two points of strength. A dull snapping sound was heard. The broom handle finally broke under the load. The broom head underneath was firmly stepped on by Ye Fan.
Ye Fan stared at the middle-aged monk with an indifferent expression. The monk seemed angry. He moved the broken broom handle forward and stabbed Mr. Ye directly in the chest.
"Maoni, what are you doing?" Master Gui Song shouted in panic.
"It doesn't matter, this donor is an expert." A deep voice suddenly came from the side. Fei once turned his head and scanned, and found that he was also a wrinkled old monk.
"Master Guilin, you are finally out." Ye Fan smiled and turned to one side, grabbed the broom handle in Monk Maoni's hand and pushed it forward hard. Master Maoni couldn't stop like a cannonball.
The steps rushed forward.
When Master Gui Lin saw this, he quickly stretched out one foot to hook Mao Ni, who could no longer stop the car. However, Boss Ye wanted to teach Mao Ni a lesson, and naturally he would not let Master Gui Lin hook Mao Ni back.
Master Guilin saw that his leg was about to hook one of Mao Ni's legs, but suddenly he felt as if the air was stagnant. His feet seemed to be frozen in the ice and he was unable to move forward at all.
At this time, there was a muffled sound, and Monk Maoni's bald head hit a huge wooden pillar in the hall.
However, Boss Ye had some sense before. He also picked up a futon from the ground and placed it on Monk Maoni's head.
Otherwise, even if Monk Maoni had practiced Iron Head Kung Fu, he would probably be knocked half to death by now.
"Are you okay Maoni?" Gui Song was so frightened that he ran over and tried to pick up Maoni, who fell to the ground and was still a little dazed.
"He's fine, don't worry. I'm just teaching him not to look down on others." Ye Fan snorted coldly. Naturally, he found a place for Wu Jun. Naturally, this guy was also secretly grateful.
However, Mao Ni suddenly jumped up and became angry. With a green bun the size of a steamed bun on his forehead, he picked up a large wooden fish from the ground, raised it, and threw it at Mr. Ye's head.
"Maoni, you have been punished here and you still don't have a long memory!" Master Gui Lin scolded with a straight face.
When Mao Ni heard this, his hands shook and he held up the big wooden fish and stood in a stalemate in the air for a moment. This guy's face was naturally ugly. He stared at Boss Ye fiercely and hummed: "You are here, you have the ability to fight with this monk for three hundred years."
round."
"You alone are not enough." Boss Ye shook his head with disdain.
"Ignore the donor." Master Guilin snorted, his eyes slid across Wu Jun's face, and then he said to Boss Ye. "What's your name, donor? Do you have any business coming to our Yunguan Temple? My business with this donor Wu has already been completed.
It’s over. Could it be that Donor Wu is still dragging us into Yunguan Temple?”
"The matter between Wu Jun and the Tong family has been settled. We came here today specifically to visit Master Gui Lin. I have a letter of introduction from Mr. Feng, please take a look." Ye Fan casually took out the letter of introduction and handed it over.
, Master Guilin took it and scanned it, his attitude immediately softened a lot, he made an invitation gesture and said, "Donor Ye, please invite me to the temple for tea."
Ye Fan was not polite and walked inside with Wu Jun and Fei Yiyi.
Good tea is brewed.
"I don't understand, since donor Ye has a good relationship with Feng Lao, why would he hang out with Wu Jun?" Master Gui Lin took a sip of tea and asked with some doubts.
"Haha, we don't know each other without fighting." Ye Fan smiled lightly. Master Gui Lin nodded thoughtfully and said with a smile, "Okay, you will know one person among thousands of people in your lifetime. It is fate.
Ah. Lao Na congratulates Donor Ye."
"Haha, we have similar interests." Ye Fan smiled modestly and asked, "I just heard the master tell me where the Maoni monk was punished and what happened. The master seems to have quite the same skills.
So tall."
"He is the disciple of Master Yunyu, the abbot of Huakong Temple. Master Yunyu accepted this closed disciple and felt very sorry for him.
However, Mao Ni does not want to be a monk but likes the outside world. He usually looks for opportunities to sneak down the mountain to drink and eat meat.
Last time I went to the town below, I beat the mayor's son to the point where he was almost disabled.
Of course, there was nothing wrong with Maoni. At that time, the mayor's son wanted to tease the cashier in the karaoke bar, but Maoni couldn't stand it and reached out.
Fortunately, Master Yunyu is somewhat famous in this area, so the matter was settled by his intervention.
However, the master was very angry. He probably blamed Mao Ni for being troublesome, so he sent Mao Ni to our Yunguan Temple to sweep the floor for three months as a punishment." Master Guilin said calmly...)
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