The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Beside the stone table in the courtyard.

The elegant and handsome young monk is playing chess on the table with his head lowered.

He held three sunspots in his right hand, as if he was meditating on something.

"Master in charge, Donor Yan is here."

The young monk walked up to the young monk and bowed slightly.

Wuchen beside the stone table nodded slightly, looked up with a smile and said, "Okay, you go down first."

"Where's Master Wu Zhi?"

Yan Tao sat across from Wuchen and raised his eyebrows with a half-smile: "Have you usurped the throne?"

Wuchen clasped his hands together, and a look of compassion appeared on his handsome face. He said softly: "Senior Brother Wuzhi has passed away and passed away."

"The relics are enshrined in the temple. If Donor Yan wants to see them, he can go to the temple to worship them."

Yan Tao looked slightly startled: "Master Wu Zhi... passed away?"

Wuchen smiled and stopped talking.

Yan Tao took out a pile of broken copper coin fragments from his pocket and scattered them on the stone table.

"I came today to thank Master Wu Zhi."

If it weren't for the copper coin that Master Wu Zhi gave her, she wouldn't have been able to break through the Lord of Hell's defensive barrier.

When Master Wuzhi gave it to her, he gave it in the name of Yan Zun.

As a result, she took this thing to ask Yan Zun, only to find out that it was not left by Yan Zun at all.

Wuchen picked up a fragment of a copper coin and said with a smile: "Senior brother, before he passed away, he thought that you would come back to ask about this matter."

"He asked me to tell you that you don't need to take such small things to heart. Destiny comes and goes, it's all fate. At the beginning, Tanjia Temple received the kindness of Master Qilinzi, and it became the prosperous incense it is today. He gave you this copper coin. , I also want to repay Master Qilinzi’s favor.”

Yan Tao: "Then this copper coin..."

"This copper coin was left by the fog lamp master who opened the Tanga Temple. It has been enshrined in the temple before. It is the treasure of the Tanga Temple."

Wuchen gathered up the pile of fragments on the table and said with a smile: "Now, these fragments are of no use to you, so you should leave them in Tanga Temple."

Yan Tao frowned.

Wuchen gathered the fragments in the palm of his hand and put them in his pocket: "Do you still want to ask, how did my senior brother know that you need this copper coin?"

Yan Tao nodded.

Wuchen laughed, clasped his hands together, and said a Buddha's name: "Don't say it, don't say it."

Yan Tao...! !

Wuchen put down his hands and felt happy in his heart: Very good, we finally got a win!

happy!

Yan Tao narrowed his eyes: I want to hit someone!

"Donor Yan, I see you are shining brightly, I think something good is coming soon."

"When the time comes, don't forget the invitation from Wuchen!"

Young Master Yan glanced sideways at him: "A monk still has a banquet?"

Wuchen smiled.

"If you are determined to worship Buddha, you will naturally not stick to trivial matters."

Yan Tao: "When you enter the secular world, you must abide by the rules of the secular world."

"The invitation will not be missing from you."

"I just hope that Master Wuchen will not forget to bring the gift money when he enters the venue."

Dust free...

Yan Tao stood up: "Eating and drinking for free should be the style of Tanga Temple, right?"

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Wuchen stood there and let out a long sigh.

"Amitabha! Monks don't care about these people in this mortal world."

He turned around, took out the broken copper coins again, and carefully glued them together.

However, the copper coin is still missing a hole.

He held the copper coin in front of the Buddha statue in the temple and placed it respectfully.

"Senior brother, Benefactor Yan has returned to China. The reincarnation has not been destroyed and the disaster has been avoided. You can rest assured."

He whispered a few words and lit three more sticks of incense.

Then he knelt down on the futon, closed his eyes slightly, and began to recite scriptures.