Tang Ning smiled, and after watching him leave, he looked at Qi Mufeng, signaled him to sit down, and asked, "How is it?"

"It's similar to the man we met outside the city. Five monks were locked in the dungeon. Two monks were sitting there in front of the city lord's mansion. Many eggs and vegetable leaves were smashed on their bodies, and they looked very embarrassed."

After drinking a cup of tea, Qi Mufeng said, "Those monks who were imprisoned said they were fighting with others, but rather they were competing with others. It is said that those groups of people provoked first. After the monk lost, they didn't know what happened, and they slashed around with their swords. When the people around him said that they were possessed. As for the fake monk who went to the fireworks and stole things, they were no longer able to find anyone afterwards."

He picked up a piece of meat and ate it, and said, "I see this, it seems like someone dug a hole to let them jump in. The two monks who meditated in front of the lord's mansion, one in his thirties and the other in his sixties, were sitting there basking in the sun and being smashed like that. The lord didn't see them, but it was obvious that they were not good things."

Tang Ning listened, after paying the money, he stood up and said, "Let's go and have a look."

Seeing this, Qi Mufeng quickly took a few more bites, took two cups of tea, and then quickly followed him.

The two of them came to the city lord's mansion and saw the two monks sitting with their hands closed with their eyes closed. They saw that the gray robes on their bodies were covered in stains, with some rotten vegetables and rotten eggs next to them. But they were sitting there as if they were not careful.

"This Buddhist person is just a stubborn person." Tang Ning shook his head and walked up to the two of them: "Master."

The tender voice with a small breast sound came into the ears of the two people crisp and loudly. It was the voice of the little boy. When they opened their eyes, they couldn't help but lose their minds.

The little boy in front of him was like the little golden boy under the Buddha's seat, delicate and cute, with baby fat on his pink face, beautiful eyes with purity and smile, and his bare head with shiny light. He was looking at them with a smile.

"Do you think you are stupid?"

Tang Ning stood in front of them, and a tender voice came out clearly: "Sitting here, I can't save the person I want to save, I can't see the person I want to meet, I'm in the sun, and I'm thrown all over my rotten eggs. Do you think, are you stupid?"

"Who are you?"

The old monk, who was in his sixties, was shocked when he looked at the child in front of him. He seemed to see the Buddha light on the child's body, so he even used a honorific title to speak.

"My name is Tang Ning." She said with a smile.

"Amitabha, I have met Donor Tang."

The old monk bowed to Tang Ning and looked at him in surprise. The moment he opened his eyes just now, he clearly saw a Buddha light, but now he looked at him again, it seemed like he was just an illusion.

However, even so, he did not dare to be disrespectful to the people in front of him, because those who have cultivated merits and Buddha light are all sages.

"Master, come with me!" Tang Ning said with a smile.

When the old monk heard this, he looked at the person in front of him, paused for a moment, and then prepared to stand up. When the monk in his thirties saw him, he quickly stood up and helped him: "Master, be careful."
Chapter completed!