The mountain next to this village looks small, but when you reach the foot of the mountain, it will be a big mountain.

Shen Lang followed Lu Chuan along the ridge of the field. When he reached the foot of the mountain, he found that there was a small road leading directly to the mountain. It was obvious that it was a dirt road that people here walked out with their feet.

"Xiao Shen, let me go up the mountain." Lu Chuan took the lead in going up the mountain.

"Okay."

Shen Lang followed.

Since this road is a small mountain road that people walk with their feet, it is naturally not easy to walk.

All the way, all kinds of weeds and branches blocked the way, and they scratched Shen Lang's trouser legs from time to time, which was both annoying and tiring.

The trail is winding and the mountain road is winding, and Shen Lang can only follow Lu Chuan with his head buried.

Fortunately, the two of them came to a small door, which turned out to be the back door of the temple.

"Xiaole, open the door." Lu Chuan slapped the door.

"Oh Huo~ Senior Brother Lu is back, my fried chicken! Ou Ye!" A child's voice came from behind the door.

Next were the sound of footsteps and the sound of unlocking.

"Squeak~"

The back door of the temple was opened.

"Senior Brother Lu, you are back!"

I saw a little boy who was only about 10 years old standing inside the door, looking at Lu Chuan with a longing look on his face...the bag in his hand.

"Well, how are you doing your homework?" Lu Chuan asked and entered the door, but did not give the fried chicken in his hand to the little boy as soon as possible.

When the little boy heard this, he said with a bitter face and said:

“It’s almost done.”

Shen Lang followed in the door, and Lu Chuan turned around and locked the back door.

"About the same how much difference?"

The little boy is hesitating more and more.

"It's still five pages away..."

Lu Chuan looked stern and said:

"I remember your homework is only six pages in total."

Shen Lang: "..."

The little boy's face was broken.

Lu Chuan said again: "In order to make you concentrate on your homework, your father and my master specially brought you from the village to the temple. I don't even understand. What else can you do in the temple besides doing your homework?"

The little boy stammered and said, "I'm telling stories with the Buddha. The Buddha said he likes to listen, so I keep telling you. Who knows it's too late..."

Lu Chuan: "...Did you steal your mother's cell phone again?"

The little boy looked very afraid of Lu Chuan. Seeing that nonsense was exposed, he answered honestly: "Well, my mother has gone to the brigade headquarters to play cards. She doesn't need a mobile phone, so I'll just use it to play."

He asked nervously again, "Can I still eat fried chicken?"

Lu Chuan was speechless,

"Fried chicken is bought for you, to reward you with good grades, and will naturally give it to you."

The little boy was ecstatic.

"However, you have to hand over your mom's cell phone and return it to your dad, and then you have to finish the homework you should do."

"No problem!" The little boy agreed seriously. He was coveting the fried chicken now, and other things could be discussed.

Lu Chuan handed the fried chicken in his hand to the boy with satisfaction. If a child can negotiate, it is a good child, but he is afraid that those children who cannot discuss it no matter how they discuss it, it will be annoying.

Shen Lang stood beside him and looked at "Teacher Lu Chuan" without saying a word.

The three of them turned to the main entrance of the temple and came out of the Main Hall. They saw a row of small houses on each side of the main courtyard, and an old man was sitting in the yard to split the materials.

"Master."

"Dad...Master."

The old man turned his head and said, "You are not here to be back."

It was because Lu Chuan took his own name after he came to the temple. The old man called him that. Who told him to give him more money?

Shen Lang glanced at the old man and felt that the old man looked like an old farmer but more like a monk.

"Hello, host."

The old man glanced at Shen Lang and bowed, "Hello donor."

This is why he looks like a monk.

"No chance, who is this?"

Lu Chuan replied: "This is my friend, who comes to see me."

After Lu Chuan said this, Shen Lang knew that this old man was not a monk who knew the truth, but just an ordinary monk in Lu Chuan's seclusion.

"Yes, I am a friend of Master Wu's friend. This time I'm going to see if he's doing well."

"Oh," the old man nodded, no longer worried, but looked at his son,

"What is Xiaole holding in his hand?"

When the little boy heard this, he quickly covered the fried chicken bag in his hand. He didn't eat any of them. If his father confiscates it, he would lose a lot.

"Didn't Xiaole do well in the exam this time? I promised to buy him fried chicken. Isn't that what I bought?"

The old man glared at his youngest son and was about to lose his temper, but he thought that he was very educated and received higher education. He should have great experience in educating children and should not be wrong.

"Then let him eat it."

The little boy was happy when he heard this.

"Thank you dad!"

After saying that, he rushed into a small house and enjoyed the fried chicken.

"Master, how are your farm work done? Do you want me to help?" Lu Chuan asked the old man.

"Hey, I've finished all my work, so I don't need you to help me. Just have this heart." The old man was very satisfied with this disciple. When he entered the door, he not only paid a lot of money, but also respected him as his master very much.

The old man knew about his own affairs and said that he was the host of Puji Temple. In fact, he was the farmer in the nearby village. However, the temple he passed down from his ancestors could have some extra income, so he became this monk.

If you really want to talk about Buddhist cultivation, he, an old farmer with a primary school diploma, can have Buddhist cultivation, but he can read Buddhist scriptures.

Even if you are like this, those who do not have the chance to look up to Buddha will respect him very much. You will neither look down on the people in the city to the rural people nor look down on him to the heart of Buddha.

"By the way, what I told you before, a family came to the village and looked for you, what do you plan to deal with?" the old man asked.

When Shen Lang heard this, his expression moved. It was probably related to the mission.

When Lu Chuan heard this, he said, "Master, don't worry about them, just pretend they don't exist.

You probably haven't told anyone else in the village that I'm here, right?"

"No, you gave it a special explanation when you came. Of course, I would not tell the villagers about you here." The old man swears that he would remember what he promised others.

"That's good."

"Then Master, my friend and I will go to the room to chat for a while. You can do it first, and I will help you later."

"Okay, you go."

"By the way, Xiaole stole his fucking phone again and hasn't done his homework yet. You can do it."

When the old man heard this, he immediately became angry, "This little bastard!"

"Don't deal with him later!"

When Lu Chuan heard this, he smiled faintly.

When Shen Lang saw this, he smiled and observed a moment of silence for this little guy.

Lu Chuan took the lead in entering another small house, and Shen Lang also walked in.

"Let's talk about your mission." Lu Chuan spoke first.

"Is it related to the person who came to find you in the village?" Shen Lang guessed.

Lu Chuan glanced at Shen Lang, "I didn't expect you to be very smart."

"That's right. The task I gave you this time is related to that family." Lu Chuan's face was calm.

"What exactly do you want me to do?" Shen Lang asked.

Lu Chuan glanced at the sky outside, as if he was in a daze.

"I may not be at peace here these days. After today, the local Magic Management Bureau will cooperate with me to seal the mountain. Only when I calm down will it be clear.

Tonight, my master and Xiaole will also go back to the village. There are people from the Magic Management Bureau near the village to deploy defenses, which will be much safer.
To be continued...