Chapter 412

"We have our own car. Just tell us the way." Zheng Baozhu said.

"That's not good. To tell you the truth, even if I tell you the way, you can't get in. Only internal vehicles can get in. Ordinary pilgrims can only climb mountains. " The middle-aged man said again.

Zheng Baozhu looked at him dubiously: "what you said is true?"

"Of course it's true. If you don't believe it, you can wait here. It's such a hot day. I don't think you can stand it either. " The middle-aged man said that he would close the window.

After all, Mrs. Zheng didn't want to stay in the same place to bask in the sun. In addition, her usual circle was full of ladies and gentlemen, and her vigilance to the outside world was also low. So she knocked on the window and said to the middle-aged man, "master, do you think this is OK? We'll give you some money. You'll lead the way in front of us and take our car in."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man waved his hand: "no way, madam. There are rules in the temple. All foreign vehicles are not allowed to enter. I can't break the rules."

"Do you know who we are? Believe it or not, let my father buy this land? " Zheng Baozhu is not in a good mood at this time. No one has stopped her from where she wanted to go since she was born.

"Miss, you look like a person. How can you talk like that? It's not my rule that foreign vehicles are not allowed in. It's the rule of the temple. You are the mayor. You can't drive in without the consent of the abbot. " The middle-aged man frowned.

Mrs. Zheng didn't want to delay any longer. She saw that Lao Ding had come by alone. Seeing him like that, she knew that he had not found the sedan chair man. So she had to say to the middle-aged man, "well, master, since you have said that, we'll take your car up the mountain."

"All right, get in the car." The middle-aged man saw that they finally compromised and said frankly.

At this time, Mrs. Zheng waved to Lao Ding: "Lao Ding, come here, this master will drive us up the mountain."

Old Ding smell speech, hurried forward, open the door, sat in the co driver's seat.

Mrs. Zheng and Zheng Baozhu sat in the back seat.

After closing the car door, the driver started the car, followed the road in front of him and made a detour behind the mountain. As expected, he saw a winding road behind the mountain going up the mountain.

Because it was a car ride, the three people were quickly sent to the parking lot at the top of the mountain.

The middle-aged man stopped the car and looked at Mrs. Zheng: "madam, five hundred yuan in total."

Hearing this, Lao Ding immediately felt that he had been slaughtered: "what? Five hundred dollars? So expensive? How far is it? "

"It's not far to drive, but it's killing to walk up. Too much, right? That's fine. I'll send you down the mountain The middle-aged man said that he would restart the car.

Mrs. Zheng didn't care about money at all. Five hundred yuan was nothing to her. Without saying a word, she took out five banknotes from her bag, handed them to him, and said, "master, you'll wait for us here. We'll go down the mountain later and rent your car."

"No problem, you can rest assured." After receiving the money, the middle-aged man was very happy.

Mother and daughter got out of the car, Lao Ding didn't want to stay in the car, so he accompanied them to the main hall.

At this time, I heard the middle-aged man behind them: "what are you looking for? The temples and the masters in the temple are responsible for different businesses. Don't go to the wrong place. "

Zheng Baozhu's mother and daughter happened to be wearing high-heeled shoes and could not walk very well. Hearing his reminder, she asked, "master, you are familiar with this place. I'm asking you, we're here to ask about the auspicious day of the zodiac. I don't know which hall to go to."

"Good day?" The middle-aged man smelled the words and pointed to a low hall not far in front of him. "Here, just go there and find master Fan Yi. He is the best one to help you measure marriage, good luck and bad luck, and choose a good day."

"Really? Thank you, master Mrs. Zheng said immediately after hearing the speech.

At this time, Zheng Baozhu suddenly covered her stomach and said, "Oh, Mommy, I suddenly feel a stomachache. It's so uncomfortable. I have to go to the bathroom first."

"What's the matter? Wasn't it all right just now? How did you suddenly have a stomachache? " Mrs. Zheng said, waving to her: "you go quickly, let's go to find master Fanyi first."

"No, mummy, you and Lao Ding sit down in the pavilion over there and wait for me. I'll ask the driver to take me to the bathroom. When I come back, let's go to master Fanyi together." Zheng Baozhu said, looking at the middle-aged man, he said.

The middle-aged man silently nodded to her, "I'm afraid master Fan Yi is still doing afternoon class at this time. He won't come out until two o'clock. There are just 20 minutes left. I think it's good for you to go to the pavilion first."

"Well, you can go. Lao Ding and I will wait here." After listening to them, Mrs. Zheng nodded at ease.

The middle-aged man took Zheng Baozhu to the direction of the low hall to find the toilet.

As soon as they got out of Mrs. Zheng's sight, Zheng Baozhu stopped and turned to look at the middle-aged man: "how about it? All set? Can't you help me? My mother is very smart. Don't give me a bad performance. ""Don't worry, Miss Zheng. I have made it clear to master fan that he knows how to persuade the old lady. " The middle-aged man said.

"That's good. By the way, is that monk a real monk, or did you ask someone to disguise himself? Specialized or not? Don't show up in a few words. " Zheng Baozhu asked uneasily.

"Master Fanyi is the chief disciple of the host. Of course, he is a real monk." The middle-aged man said.

"Don't monks lie? Would a real monk be willing to help me cheat Zheng Baozhu didn't believe it.

At this time, the middle-aged man was smiling mysteriously: "you don't understand. A master like him has long been free from the shackles of the secular world, and there is no meaning in any rules and regulations for him."

"I don't understand what you're talking about, but it seems you've arranged it. OK, I'll call my mommy right now Zheng Baozhu said, turned and went to the other side of the pavilion, called Mrs. Zheng, together to the direction of the low hall.

The driver was left in the pavilion.

When the mother and daughter entered the low hall, they saw a monk in a gray robe sitting at the door, reading a volume of scriptures in his hand.

The other side is only in their forties. They look fat and rich.

"Excuse me, is master Fanyi in?" Zheng Baozhu stepped forward and asked the monk.

The other party smell speech, raised a head to see her one eye: "benefactor is coming."

Zheng Baozhu's expression was startled, for fear that his words might arouse Mrs. Zheng's suspicion. Just as she was about to cover it up, she heard Mrs. Zheng look at the monk curiously: "master knows us?"

The monk shook his head: "I don't know."

"Then why do you talk like you know we're coming?" Mrs. Zheng wondered.

"Last night, I had a dream. I knew that a benefactor with a happy event would come to me today. I saw that the two female benefactors were ruddy, and I knew they were two when I was very happy." The monk replied.

Mrs. Zheng was shocked when she heard that, "are you master Fanyi? He is really a well-known eminent monk. "

"Benefactor, I'm flattered." The monk said, and looked at Zheng Baozhu again. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he pretended to pinch his fingers. His face immediately became more severe: "strange, really strange!"