Huang Shijie was eager to leave this place of right and wrong immediately, so he immediately nodded in agreement, turned around and left.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
At this time, old man Yaoyi's voice came from outside the mountain gate, and immediately Taizhi appeared in front of the group with old man Yaoyi on his back.
"Greetings to the Patriarch!" When the great monk came in and saw the old man Yaoyi, he was so shocked that he immediately knelt down on the ground and saluted respectfully.
"Get up, get up!" Old Man Yaoyi jumped off Taizhi's back, pointed at the great monk impatiently and said, "Why are you all stuck here?"
"Uh..." The great monk was speechless.
"Master Patriarch, Bai Wuxia secretly led these demons up the mountain. When his disciples stopped them, they not only refused to listen, but they actually came in!" Seeing the old man Yaoyi, Huang Shijie, who thought he was in the right, straightened up immediately.
, pointed angrily at Chen Jinyuan and others, and complained to the old man Yaoyi. As soon as the ancestor took action, Bai Wuxia would definitely be expelled from Putuo Mountain even if he did not die today.
I have to say that Huang Shijie's abacus was very good, but he didn't have the vision. When he saw old man Yaoyi turning around and looking at Chen Jinyuan, his expression changed again and again. He thought that old man Yaoyi was angry, and he couldn't help but smile.
With a yinyin smile, as long as this ancestor is angry, Bai Wuxia will be in dire straits.
"You...come here..." Old man Yaoyi pointed at Huang Shijie.
Huang Shijie thought for a moment that his master was trying to reward him, so he hurriedly ran to the old man Yaoyi with a shy face.
"Pah!" A big slap hit Huang Shijie, causing him to stumble and almost fall to the ground.
"You bastard!" Old man Yaoyi was really angry. Damn it, you dare to offend anyone. You actually said that the master I just worshiped is a crooked way. Then what has become of me?
"Ah? Grandmaster? You... they..." Huang Shijie covered his face, completely blinded by the sudden slap. He looked at the furious old man Yaoyi with disbelief. Could it be?
This confused old man was stupid again and hit the wrong guy. He pointed behind the old man Yaoyi, indicating that the one who should hit should be Bai Wuxia and others.
The great monk also had a look of astonishment. Huang Shijie looked at the smile in Bai Wuxia's eyes and seemed to understand something in his heart. However, before he had time to think about it, old man Yaoyi slapped him again.
"Snapped!"
With a firm slap, Huang Shijie was knocked to the ground. Old man Yaoyi pointed at Huang Shijie and cursed, "You bastard, these are my friends and distinguished guests from Putuo Mountain. You actually said that you are evil heretics? You said that you
Should I fight?"
Huang Shijie finally understood it now. No wonder Bai Wuxia was so confident just now. This guy might have laid the trap long ago and let him take advantage of it.
Huang Shijie gritted his teeth, glanced at Bai Wuxia fiercely, knelt down in front of old man Yaoyi, and said in fear, "Disciple didn't know they were your old friend, Grandmaster, please forgive me!"
Old man Yaoyi frowned, looked down at Huang Shijie, and said calmly, "Whose disciple are you?"
"Master, my father, Huang Baifeng, is the fifth disciple of Master Zhenru, and now serves as the first punishment elder of the Criminal Law Hall." Huang Shijie said tremblingly, not daring to hide anything.
"Elder Punishment? Huang Baifeng?" Old man Yaoyi rolled his eyes and thought for a moment. There were so many disciples and disciples that he seemed to be unable to remember this one. He turned to the great monk and said, "Go tell Pu Yi later, what is that?"
...Uh...what peak?"
Turning to look at Huang Shijie, he forgot the name in the blink of an eye.
"Huang Baifeng!" Huang Shijie said in a sweaty voice. As the chief elder of the Xinglu Hall, there are probably few people in Putuo Mountain who don't know his father, but he has not fallen into the eyes of this ancestor.
"Yes, Huang Baifeng!" The old man Yaoyi slapped his forehead and continued to the great monk, "Go and tell Pu Yi that Huang Baifeng will not be in charge of the Xinglu Hall for the time being, and let him take charge of the kitchen."
"Oh? This..." The powerful monk was startled, and he looked up at the old man Yaoyi tremblingly, pointed at Chen Jinyuan and said, "Master, Senior Brother Huang has always been conscientious in his work and has never made any big mistakes. Besides, today,
Mr. Nephew Huang was not at fault for what happened. On the contrary, he had a disagreement with his words and wanted to kill me..."
As he spoke, he looked at old man Yaoyi, whose bruised and swollen face became more and more gloomy. The mighty monk stopped as he spoke and did not dare to continue.
"Isn't it just a few people who died? A bunch of blind things deserve to die!" Old man Yaoyi snorted, "There is an old saying: When a general is appointed to a big task, he must first work his muscles and bones, and then he will be hungry.
His body and skin. I am not punishing Huang Baifeng, but rewarding him!"
"Yes! Grandmaster is wise! Senior Brother Huang will definitely be grateful to Grandmaster!" The powerful monk was sweating profusely. The first elder of the Xinglu Hall who had a good family was assigned to take charge of a group of cooks. Can this be regarded as a reward? Forget it as a punishment.
, and he said it so righteously, I am really willing to be the one to be defeated.
"Yes!" Old Man Yaoyi nodded with satisfaction. Putting on the airs of the Patriarch, he lowered his head and glanced at the mighty monk, and asked doubtfully, "What's your name again?"
The mighty monk trembled all over, and secretly screamed in his heart that he was in trouble. Could it be that he wanted to guard the toilet by himself?
His face changed several times, and his mind was spinning. After a while, the powerful monk raised his head tremblingly and said to the old man Yaoyi: "Master Patriarch, disciple, I don't have a name!"
"I forgot, you are a monk, what is your Buddhist name?"
"Master, disciple, I don't have a dharma title!" The mighty monk wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked very nervous.
"puff……"
When the people next to him heard this, they almost suffered internal injuries. This monk was so talented that he didn't even dare to give his name. Everyone knew what he was planning. Anyway, old man Yaoyi had so many disciples and disciples, so we really knew each other.
There are not many of them, and this old man is stupid. As long as he doesn't tell his name, he will definitely forget it in a blink of an eye. He doesn't even know his name. In the future, even if old man Yaoyi wants to punish him, he won't be able to find the rightful owner.
Huang Shijie had a look of despair on his face. How could he be so stupid just now and tell his father's name? This caused his father to suffer an unreasonable disaster. If Bian was to become a cook, he might be punished by one of his disciples in the future.
Ridiculous to death.
"Are you...are you a real monk?" Old man Yaoyi couldn't help but twitch his face. He actually didn't think about punishing this great monk, he just asked casually. Who would have expected that this monk would be so disrespectful?
To be honest, the lie about becoming a monk and becoming a monk is completely empty talk.
"Amitabha, my disciples were ordained in front of the Bodhisattva. Why did the Patriarch ask this question?" The mighty monk's sweat had already soaked his fat face.
