Early the next morning, Wang Hao got up to chop firewood, and the work of fetching water was assigned to him.


    Since this is the job that the double was looking for before, he must inherit it. At least he must wait until it attracts the attention of Shaomu temple.


    What Wang Hao didn''t know was that while he was working, the innkeeper was already planning how to drive him away.


    I can''t help it. The chores in their inn are so small. Even if they are well done by the bald man, they can''t equal the guy''s meal money.


    After all, it''s ten times more than ordinary people''s appetite. It doesn''t matter in a short time. It''s also a loss in a long time. No one will do this kind of loss business.


    For half a month, he didn''t want to bear it anymore.


    Determined, he ordered the waiter to stare in front early in the morning. As soon as an eminent monk familiar with Shaomu temple came in for dinner, he told him.


    This city is located at the foot of shaomusi mountain. It is the nearest city and the only road to shaomusi, so there are still many monks.


    Soon a monk with several lay disciples came to buy vegetarian food. It happened that the monk was familiar with the shopkeeper and had come to eat and stay in the shop many times. The waiter saw this man and hurried to the back to report. Soon the shopkeeper walked out quickly.


    "Master Daozheng, you''re all right!"


    The shopkeeper greeted with a smile.


    "Shopkeeper Qian is safe. It''s still the old rule!"


    Dao Zheng also smiled back and said that he was familiar with shopkeeper Qian. He came here to steal wine when he was greedy over the years. Shopkeeper Qian was also a wonderful person and had to cooperate to cover him, so the relationship between the two people was still very good.


    "Go and prepare vegetarian meals suitable for the road for master Daozheng. Also, load the pot of tea I just made!"


    Shopkeeper Qian casually asked the waiter to prepare vegetarian meals for master Daozheng as soon as possible, and master Daozheng smiled more when he heard the words of the pot of tea.


    He likes the tea from shopkeeper Qian. It''s strong enough!


    "Shopkeeper Qian, put away thirty copper coins!"


    Master Daozheng handed over a money bag that had been prepared for a long time. Although they bought a lot of meals this time, it was not expensive because it was used on the way. In addition, it was vegetarian. Thirty copper coins were enough.


    Of course, if you say it''s 30 copper coins, there are at least 50 copper coins in the money bag. After all, the so-called "tea" also needs money.


    "Master, I want to ask you something. Do you have a master named Qiyu in your temple?"


    While reaching for the money bag, shopkeeper Qian took the opportunity to ask.


    "Qiyu? What''s this law? Not to mention that my Shaomu Temple doesn''t have this kind of typesetting name, and other Buddhist temples don''t use this kind of name. What you said should not be someone else''s real name? "


    Master Daozheng wondered. There must be no such person in Shaomu temple without thinking about it.


    They all pay attention to the Dharma names of their Buddhist disciples. They will rank according to some poems, but there is no word "Qi" in their poems of Shaomu temple, not even a homonym.


    Not to mention their Shaomu temple, other Buddhist monasteries also do not have this legal title.


    "I don''t know. He said he was a monk because of his interest. He also said he was waiting for people here, but no one came after waiting for half a month, so he wanted to ask the master."


    "A monk because of his interest?"


    Tao Zheng''s thick eyebrows screwed together and was very dissatisfied with this sentence.


    You should know that the status of a monk is very serious and careless. Especially now that the theory of karma of Qi and fortune is widely spread all over the world, all Buddhist monasteries are much more severe. How can there be such a so-called monk caused by interest.


    Crime against the wind is not so arrogant!


    "Ah Hu, are there any of your secular disciples named Qiyu?"


    After thinking for a while, he still had no impression of Qiyu''s name. Dao Zheng turned to ask several layman disciples behind him.


    He usually doesn''t pay much attention to the group of secular disciples and only knows a few people. Therefore, if he wants to find out the matter, he has to ask these registered disciples.


    "Master, I haven''t heard of Qiyu!"


    Several lay disciples looked at each other, and they were all a little confused. Obviously, they had no impression of the name.


    "No! That''s what Qiyu said. He''s been eating and drinking for half a month! "


    Shopkeeper Qian''s face became a little ugly. He really didn''t pretend this time.


    He thought he was really a monk, but he didn''t expect it to be a fake, and he cheated him to eat and drink for so long.


    These words make Dao Zheng''s face look ugly. It''s obvious that someone is ruining their monk''s reputation!


    "Master, let the disciples take care of the naughty!"


    The young man who was called "tiger" volunteered to fight with a trace of ferocity on his face. He just practiced Fuhu fist. He was worried that he had no place to try his power!


    "Well, don''t rush to do it first. See what the other party''s identity is. It''s best to persuade him with words!"


    Nodding slightly, the Taoist priest asked Huzi to be polite before the soldiers in order to avoid any misunderstanding.


    "I see, master!"


    Hey, with a smile, Huzi followed the waiter called by shopkeeper Qian to walk behind the inn. He arrived at the back kitchen in a short time.


    "You mean him?"


    Tiger son looked at the figure who was eating with a bucket, especially the shiny forehead of the other party, and his heart hesitated.


    This bright head is definitely a monk who has been a monk for many years. Even his master Daozheng is far less bright than his master.


    So this guy doesn''t seem to be a fake.


    "We don''t want anything else. We just want to drive that guy away. If we let him eat like this, we''ll have to shut down sooner or later!"


    The waiter said angrily. Obviously, he didn''t like the guest very much.


    The tiger son looked at the huge bucket carried by Wang Hao, and his heart was suddenly.


    This amount of food is really exaggerated.


    "Find some pebbles!"


    Huzi thought for a moment and told the waiter.


    Not to mention Huzi and Xiaoer, who started plotting here, but Wang Hao, who was eating on the other side, was thinking about how to inadvertently attract the attention of Shaomu temple, so that he was found by the other party, and then went to war to deceive the big plan.


    Just thinking about it, suddenly a burly boy stepped forward with several hot steamed stuffed buns in his hand.


    "People say you are a monk because of your interest?"


    The burly boy sat opposite Wang Hao and asked with a smile.


    "Yes!"


    Wang Hao, who was thinking about things, didn''t care much and replied casually.


    "I don''t know which temple the master came from and respected the Buddha?"


    The burly young tiger asked.


    "Out of my house!"


    Wang Hao still didn''t care and replied casually. He didn''t take this man to heart at all and was still thinking about his big plan.


    This made Huzi''s smile more ferocious. He was really hammered in his heart. The lazy guy in front of him was a fake who ate and drank.


    There is no monk in the world who becomes a monk in his own home. It''s really unprofessional to not find a decent excuse!


    "That''s good, that''s good. It''s fate to meet. Here are some steamed stuffed buns for you!"


    With a smile, he picked up the top big meat bag, bit it, and pushed the rest in front of Wang Hao.


    Wang Hao, whose attention was not here, did not think much. He took the steamed stuffed bun and ate it.


    Seeing this scene, the tiger''s face was even more ferocious and ironic, but the look stiffened in his face in the next moment.


    Wang Hao grabbed the steamed stuffed bun and chewed it. The rattling sound kept coming out, and even sparks burst out from his mouth from time to time.


    It turned out that he had put the pebbles into the steamed stuffed bun before. He was trying to fix the boy, but who thought it was the result.


    Just thinking of the critical moment, Wang Hao still didn''t put his mind on eating, but just chewed it instinctively.


    With his current teeth and strength, the stone was not much harder than peanuts in his eyes, so he didn''t feel anything wrong, so he chewed it and swallowed it.


    Soon enough, all four stuffed meat bags went into his stomach, leaving no stone residue.


    This made the tiger and the waiter on one side look silly. The waiter looked at the remaining pebble in his hand. He opened his mouth and bit hard, but then there was a painful cry, blood dripping in his mouth and a broken tooth in the palm of his hand.


    His teeth are much worse than stones, and he is not a martial artist. Naturally, hitting stones with his teeth will not have any good results.


    "Who is your excellency?"


    The tiger son, who also saw this scene, looked solemn and stared at the bald man in front of him.


    Unfortunately, Wang Hao, who was thinking about things, didn''t pay attention at all, which made Huzi a little ashamed. He immediately hit Wang Hao on the cheek with an ambush fist to teach him a lesson.


    What''s more regrettable is that the strength difference between the two sides is too big. Although Wang Hao is distracted, his instinct as a strong person still exists. The golden bell jar protector just turned into in his body rebounds instinctively after being hit.


    One punch hit, before the tiger looked happy, the next moment an unimaginable force came, and the whole right arm clicked and twisted.


    It''s not over yet. Under that great force, his whole body flew out, bumped into the front hall from the back kitchen, and smashed into shopkeeper Qian who was talking with Daozheng.


    This scene frightened shopkeeper Qian. Without waiting for him to recover, Daozheng took the lead and stopped the body of the tiger.


    However, the power carried on it was far beyond imagination. Unexpectedly, the Tao was retreating for more than ten steps before stopping the momentum, and a series of deep footprints were left on the ground paved with green bricks. This shows how great the power is.


    "Master..."


    The tiger only had time to make a half sound, and then he passed out in a crisp coma.


    Also, on the way, they were just fragile windows and didn''t hit the column, otherwise they would die on the spot.


    But even so, he suffered a lot, especially the bone of his right arm was broken. Even if he was cured, he couldn''t practice martial arts.


    "What a vicious means! Let me meet you today!"


    After checking the tiger''s injury, Dao Zheng was furious and strode towards the back kitchen.


    Huzi is his registered disciple. Although he doesn''t spend much effort to teach because he is a layman disciple, he is also a master and apprentice.


    It''s like beating his face to scrap his disciples in front of him, especially on the territory of their Shaomu temple. How can you bear it?