The man who has traveled through time and space for a long time is so scary

"Brother, Master, is it really okay for us to wander around the streets like this?" The young monk was dressed in ordinary clothes and a winter hat with ear protection, and his disguise was no different from that of an ordinary person. He staggered to catch up with the middle-aged man and the old man in front of him who were also in disguise. There were too many people on the street, and stalls were set up on both sides of the road. The sounds of shouting, bargaining, and all kinds of gossip were all gathered together.

The young monk was very puzzled as to why his master, who always liked to be quiet, liked to join in the fun like an ordinary old man?! He was so good at squeezing into the crowd to join in the gossip that even a child like him was ashamed of himself. When he got tired of listening, he changed to another group to chat. He was so skilled at switching between groups!

"Brother, you sell vegetables, but you know to entertain customers with a smile?" When the master saw the man greeting customers with a smile, he approached him with a smile.

"You are so ignorant. Now everyone is discussing about doing good deeds every day, do you understand?" As a result, the old vegetable seller gave him a lecture.

"Oh! Your news is not new. I just heard it at the stall in front!" Look at what the master said. Why is he so naughty!

“…Selling vegetables, fresh vegetables…” The old vegetable seller wanted to continue educating him, but he met someone who was ruining the place, so he had to continue shouting.

At this time, a small column of five or six old men came forward, each holding a placard. "Qingcheng Temple Almsgiving Quiz with Prizes", "Do one good deed a day, everyone gets a share", "In front of the Qingnang Medical Clinic", "One thousand people are eligible for the prize."

"Come on, everyone! There are prizes for a quiz. The number of places is limited, and it's on a first-come, first-served basis while stocks last!" This parade team is not simple. They are familiar faces in the gossip circle, and many people recognize and greet them wherever they go.

Seeing that his master was about to run out to join the propaganda team, the young monk quickly grabbed the corner of his clothes. "Master!..."

"Hush! Hush... We'll just go and take a look, and then answer the questions. Do you want the free prizes?" Facing their master, the two disciples had no choice but to obey. Thinking about how they had been wandering around the streets with their master since they entered the city this morning, they were already hungry. Even if they practiced hard, they still had to eat, Master! However, seeing their master enthusiastically joining the parade, they had no choice but to quickly follow him.

"Sir, a crowd is starting to gather outside the clinic!" Hua Jingmo saw Yun Hua and Xiao Ding maintaining order and getting people to line up.

"Well, then go ahead and explain the rules, and then let's start. There will probably be more people here soon!" Hua Heng said, still sitting still.

"Me?..." Hua Jingmo pointed at himself, his hand shaking a little.

"Of course it's you! Why are you shaking? Speak louder, don't let people look down on our clinic!" Hua Heng stood up and pushed him out the door. Senior brother was so focused on his work that he thought it was time to show his face in front of others. He completely forgot that Hua Heng himself was the one who hated showing his face the most in the sect.

"..." Jing Mo, who was forced to do something, even walked a little unsteadily. He could communicate well with patients, but it was the first time for him to speak in front of strangers. After a few deep breaths, he had reached this distance.

"Mr. Jing Mo is here!" Unexpectedly, there were many people in the crowd who knew him. This made Jing Mo feel much more at ease, and he smiled and nodded to everyone.

"Dear fellow villagers, the Qingcheng Temple's daily good deed donation quiz with prizes is now starting. Please line up to answer the questions!" Hua Jingmo hosted every event in a proper manner.

"I, I'll be the first to answer the question!" The fellow who was the first in line raised his hand high, and the people in the line behind him looked at him curiously, wanting to see his performance.

"Please listen to the question: Lao Wang next door often quarrels with his wife. He is very distressed and comes to you to complain. Do you listen to him patiently and enlighten him? Or do you just walk away without listening?" Jing Mo felt strange after reading it himself. This was not his own handwriting, and it was not a question he wrote.

“Hahahaha…” Everyone present burst into laughter. They didn’t expect there would be such a question.

"I, I would be upset listening to him and try to enlighten him. After all, it's not easy to have a wife, and we should cherish her!" the fellow villager replied shyly.

"Congratulations, you answered correctly. You will receive a vegetarian meal provided by Qingcheng Vegetarian Restaurant, which is valid for one month!" Jing Mo announced the answer, and Xiao Ding handed the fellow villager a bamboo stick.

"It's my turn!" The second person actively stepped forward to prepare to answer the question.

"Excuse me……"

"It's really interesting. I want to join in, too! Disciples, I think this leader has a face that seems to have affinity with Buddhism. Let's three work together to trick him into becoming our disciple!" The disguised master whispered to the two disciples beside him.

"Master? Really...really want to do this?" This time, the two disciples couldn't keep up with the master's changeability. Was he answering questions? Was he trying to kidnap his disciples?

"Well, this guy is a sincere person!" The more he looked, the more satisfied he was. He didn't expect that this trip down the mountain would be so interesting. All living beings suffer, and only they can save themselves! He found that the people here seemed to be richer in their hearts than other places, and they had the motivation to save themselves. The people were saved. As for why this was the case, he couldn't find the answer for the time being, but he felt that this trip was worth it!

……

After finally following the team and squeezing next to his favorite candidate, the old man looked at him cheerfully, waiting for him to ask a question. "Excuse me... you found a big pothole in the road ahead, and someone who didn't pay attention might get stuck in it. What would you do?" Jing Mo saw that the old man was looking at him kindly, and he unconsciously used the honorific "you".

This move made the old man even more satisfied. He smiled and said, "Disciple...if you are alone, you can use branches on the roadside to mark the area around the big potholes to alert people to danger. If you have a companion, you can fill the potholes to the best of your ability. Filling the potholes for others is also a kind of charity!"

"You are absolutely right, old man. This is a reward for you!" Jing Mo handed over the bamboo stick with both hands respectfully.

"Disciple...disciple, please ask the questions on behalf of the master. I have a liking for this doctor and want to talk to him!" Ignoring Jing Mo's daze, the old man forced his two disciples to go forward and help with the hard labor.

He kept getting closer to Jing Mo and started to act pitiful. "Your name is Jing Mo, right? I haven't eaten yet. I wonder if I can ask you for a bowl of porridge?"

"Old man... please come with me!" Jing Mo was surprised but still felt compassion. Seeing that Xiao Ding, Yun Hua and the old man's two apprentices could handle it, he led them into the clinic, personally took them to the kitchen, and served him food.

"Your disciples? They haven't eaten it either, right? Why don't you ask them to eat together?" Jing Mo looked at the old man eating happily with his head down, and reminded him hurriedly.

"No hurry, we'll call them to eat later. Sit down... Do you have a wife?" The old man spoke so directly that Jing Mo almost choked on his saliva.

"No!... Old man, please finish eating first!" Jing Mo was afraid that he would make any shocking remarks, so he quickly invited him to eat.

"Let me put it this way. I want to take you in as my apprentice!" The old man didn't beat around the bush.

"That's not right, I already have a master!" Jing Mo didn't expect that the old man had this idea. Maybe his colleagues wanted to steal the Qingnang Clinic's staff? !

"I have no conflict with your master!" Faced with the candidate for a foolish disciple, the old man didn't want to pretend anymore. He simply took off his hat, revealing a bald head with scars from his ordination.

“……” Jing Mo opened his mouth in surprise.

"Master?" Hua Heng's puzzled voice sounded at the kitchen door. When he was stretching his muscles in the yard, he vaguely heard the voice of Brother Jing Mo talking to someone from the kitchen. He walked over to find out what was going on. Unexpectedly, he saw Master Huijia, the abbot of Puxian Temple! In the past years, he had followed his elder brother to worship Buddha many times, and had met Master Huijia several times.

"Ahem..." Master Huijia didn't expect to meet an acquaintance just as he started to deceive people. This was a bit embarrassing.

"Master, are you here in person for the opening ceremony of the Qingcheng Temple? My eldest brother only said that you would send someone over, but I didn't expect you to come here in person!" Hua Heng didn't expect that the master would come to his own clinic. He wondered whether he should inform his eldest brother.

"Young Master, you all know each other. So you stay with the Master. I'm going to be busy outside." Jing Mo instinctively felt that it would be best for him to slip away first, and so he did.

"Hey, wait a minute, disciple. I'm going to go after I finish eating!" Old man Huijia felt that if he was recognized, there would be no fun and the loss would be huge, so he had to hold on to this disciple no matter what.

"Disciple? Master, when did you accept my Jing Mo as your disciple?" Hua Heng had a bad feeling and felt sad that he was being poached.

"Just now!..." Huijia hurriedly finished the food in the bowl. After all, waste was shameful.

"No...no." Jing Mo's mind couldn't keep up. When did he become a disciple just now? !

"Master, my son Jing Mo did not become a monk. He is the manager of a clinic and is very busy!" Hua Heng also directly interrupted Master Huijia's fantasy.

"Amitabha, it's rare to meet someone with whom you are destined to meet. Don't reject them lightly!" Huijia put his palms together in the lotus position, acting like a Buddhist.

"…" Hua Heng and Jing Mo, two ordinary people, were ultimately no match for the old fox. They obediently transformed into the receptionist and took good care of the master. If it weren't for the people blocking the door of the clinic for a quiz with prizes, they would have sent the man to Qingcheng Mountain right now!