Daming: The system rejected my request for salted fish

After coming out of the main hall, Zhang Hao quickly caught up with Wei Wu who was walking quickly.

After following him and hesitating for a long time, I finally couldn't help but asked cautiously.

"Sir, do you have any grudge against that monk?"

"No! He's a monk, and I've never been to Tianjie Temple, so how could there be a festival?"

After hearing Wei Wu's answer, Zhang Hao's eyes showed obvious suspicion.

But just as he was about to speak again, he heard Wei Wu's voice again.

"Master Konghui is a great monk of great virtue. He is free from the four elements and abstains from greed, anger, and ignorance. He does not have the love, hate, and vengeance of ordinary people."

"I am just an ordinary person, how could someone hold a grudge against me? If so, wouldn't that be a violation of the Buddhist precepts of anger?"

Although what he said was true, Zhang Hao always felt that something was wrong after listening to what Wei Wu said.

Moreover, the tone of Wei Wu's voice seemed... no, not as if, but very obviously refreshing and clear.

If you say there is no personal grudge, he would never believe it even if you kill him, but it is obviously not a good idea to ask now.

So, do Wei Wu and Master Kong Hui have any personal grudges?

The answer is no, and he has no aversion to Buddhism.

Although there is Master Zhiding who wears a monk's robe during the day and black silk stockings at night, there is also Master Suquan who has a heart of a bodhisattva and is compassionate.

What he did just now was simply because he was unhappy with Kong Hui and wanted to vent his anger at his past self.

Before traveling through time, Wei Wu had visited a local temple, hoping to ask the Buddha for help in finding his partner.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came out of the Arhat Hall, he was pulled by a monk who insisted on telling his fortune.

As a result, I spent two hundred yuan and got the answer that there would be a disaster today and I should be careful to avoid it.

This guy took the money and was not even willing to say nice things to deceive him.

If it were just that, it would be fine, but the worst thing was that he met this monk again during his midnight snack.

He was wearing a suit and tie, a gold watch and gold chain, driving a BMW, and hugging a tall woman with long legs in black stockings.

At first, Wei Wu didn't recognize him. He thought this guy was drunk and acted crazy while having supper.

He was getting excited while hugging the beautiful woman in black stockings, but he lost his balance and knocked over the midnight snack that Wei Wu hadn't even taken two bites of.

Can this be tolerated?

He stood up on the spot to argue with the other party, and they started fighting after a disagreement, but he was defeated.

The result is that the calculation is really accurate!

The money was really not wasted.

After coming out of the Tianjie Temple gate, the two took a carriage to the Jinyiwei prison.

I entered the cell and took a look. All four walls were painted white and the cell was quite large.

There was a set of tables and chairs placed in the middle of the cell. After making sure that everything was OK, Wei Wu took out the intercom.

After handing the intercom to Zhang Hao, Wei Wu asked again:

"Does anyone in the Imperial Guards know how to perform those tricks? They're playing tricks on people, pretending to be ghosts, and changing their voices by pinching their throats?"

Hearing Wei Wu's question, Zhang Hao immediately laughed.

"My lord, is this what you are talking about?"

When Zhang Hao spoke, the sound that came out of his mouth was actually that shrill female voice.

Just when Wei Wu was shocked, he heard Zhang Hao speak again.

"Or, you mean this kind, or this kind. I know quite a lot."

After that, every sentence Zhang Hao spoke would have a different tone.

There are men, women, young and old, and they can even make sounds like monsters.

I really can't tell! Zhang Hao, you have thick eyebrows and big eyes, but you are actually a dead clamp?

Looking at Wei Wu's surprised expression, Zhang Hao explained with a smile.

"To be honest, sir, I once learned the art of onomatopoeia from a ventriloquist."

After Zhang Hao finished speaking, Wei Wu suddenly understood. This really proved the saying that "there are people in the capital who are good at ventriloquism"!

Then, filled with curiosity, Wei Wu couldn't help but speak again.

"Um, Zhang Hao, I'm going to say something, and you imitate me and say it again in that tender little girl's voice."