Shi Ling suddenly realized: "Oh, Fanning Temple!"
"you have heard?"
The little monk's eyes lit up instantly.
Shi Ling said with a cold face: "No."
The little monk immediately lowered his face and stared at her with dead eyes, "Then what are you doing?"
Shi Ling smiled: "I'm kidding you, I heard my friend talk about Fanning Temple. She is from Heyun Temple."
The young monk looked at Shi Ling a little more pleasantly. "My master has a very good relationship with Taoist Master Linfeng of Heyun Temple. We often play chess and drink tea together. This donor, let me tell you, if you sincerely worship Buddha, you have to come to our Buddhist temple." Fanning Temple is the number one ancient temple in Yuncheng officially certified by the association. Wuji Temple has a geographical advantage and a name advantage. Let me tell you, their temples are full of fake monks, just like playing large-scale cosplay."
Shi Ling became interested, "How do you say it?"
The young monk shook his head and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Their monks are all fake monks. After get off work, their wives and children are hot on the kang, and the wine and meat are stained with sex. Some fake monks are still watching videos while they are resting."
Shi Ling was surprised: "You still know what borderline videos are at such a young age?"
The young monk rolled his eyes: "Donor, this is the Internet era, and it's not like our temple doesn't have access to the Internet."
Shi Ling: "Then what do you usually do?"
The little monk complained: "Brush online classes."
Shi Ling cast a sympathetic look, "It's so miserable."
The young monk glared at her and said, "You are miserable. I became a monk early and didn't have so many requirements. Now you need a bachelor's degree to become a monk. People like you, tsk tsk, don't even want to come to our temple to become a monk."
Shi Ling: "..." Is this little monk a hedgehog?Why do you speak so harshly?
"You don't like Wuji Temple, so why do you come here?"
The little monk slyly shook the mobile phone under his robes, and said solemnly: "Of course I want to record evidence and expose this fake temple. Master and the others are indifferent to fame and fortune, don't care about incense, and are willing to hide in the mountains and forests, but I don't allow it. This fake temple that makes money from the Buddha has tarnished the reputation of Buddhism! We cannot allow people to come to Yuncheng and only know the Wuji Temple next to Xiguang Hospital, but not the thousand-year-old temple on Fanning Mountain."
Shi Ling listened and applauded: "It's amazing. At such a young age, he can talk about robbing customers in such a fresh and refined way. Has the business war spread to the pure land of Buddhism now?"
The young monk glared at her angrily and blushed angrily: "What are you trying to do to steal customers! We at Fanning Temple don't care about those incense. I just can't bear to see them tarnishing my Buddha with the smell of copper!"
Shi Ling nodded with deep understanding, "Yes, the smell of copper is indeed staining. Buddha statues must be made of gold."
The little monk was so angry that he pouted his lips to the sky, "I won't talk to people like you who have no faith!"
Shi Ling: "Who says I have no faith. I believe in Marxism."
While the two were bickering, several monks suddenly surrounded them.
The leading monk pointed at the young monk, "He is the one who sneaked into the monk's room to secretly take pictures! He is not a monk from our temple, he must have been sent by another temple!"
Shi Ling tsked lightly and stood aside to watch the fun and eat melon.
"Little brat, which temple are you a monk from? What are you doing sneaking into the monk's room?"
The middle-aged monks were wide and fat, and their appearance fit people's expectations of an enlightened monk, but their faces were not kind, and they looked a little fierce when questioning the young monk.
When the young monk saw this, he knew he couldn't run away, so he stared at Shi Ling who was watching the show.
"sister!"