An amiable-looking old monk opened the door of the White Bear Cafe.

"Master Tongshou Temple, good evening."

Hui Lijing greeted politely.

"The real master is Jason, I'm just an old monk now."

"The master left a note at the door, saying he was in the cafe downstairs."

"Can you help me lead the way?"

The old monk corrected Hui Lijing's words, and then clasped his hands together, very politely.

"certainly."

"Follow me."

Hui Lijing turned around respectfully and led the way.

After all, the old monk Tongshou Temple really saved them.

If it weren't for the old monk Tongshou Temple, she might have been caught by the water ghosts of the "Ghost River".

Therefore, Hui Lijing maintains her humility.

Of course, it is also because the old monk behind him will make people feel good about him unconsciously.

Although he was dressed in ordinary clothes, he raised his hands and raised his feet, and his words and deeds had an extraordinary temperament, as if people could not help but admire him after seeing the statues in the temple.

What is the highest level of disguise?

Not only did he deceive others, he even deceived himself.

After becoming the master of Tongshou Temple, although the old monk Tongshou Temple did not adapt at first, his former career as a street conman allowed him to quickly adapt to this role and integrate into it.

He didn't want to let down his friend's best trust.

That's right, a request from a friend.

The old monk who had been "eating and drinking" at his place had already been regarded as a friend by him.

Even though he doesn’t admit it with his mouth, in his heart?

He had already approved it.

So, he kept insisting.

Insist on holding yourself to the standards of a monk.

He has done this since he became the old monk of Tongshou Temple.

Maybe the world doesn't know what a monk should look like, but after seeing the old monk Tongshou Temple, they always feel that this is what a monk should look like.

"master!"

After pushing open the door of the box, Ryousuke stood up immediately.

"Officer Ryosuke, please just call me monk."

The old monk from Tongshou Temple put his hands together and returned the greeting.

Then, he looked at Jason.

The old monk still looked apologetic in his eyes.

It was he who dragged Jason into this quagmire.

A little carelessness can cost you your life.

It's really a sin, a sin.

Thinking in his heart, the old monk from Tongshou Temple bowed to Jason.

"master."

The old monk Tongshou Temple greeted Jason sincerely.

"Um."

Jason nodded slightly and motioned for the other party to sit down.

The old monk Tongshou Temple put his hands together again and sat down this time.

"Master, what do you want to drink?"

Hui Lijing asked.

"Just clear water."

The old monk Tongshou Temple answered.

Although Tongshou Temple does not have so many rules and restrictions, and there is no restriction on eating, drinking, and marrying, the old monk Tongshou Temple believes that he should restrain himself.

Therefore, even when my hands are itchy, I will not sneak away to the gambling stalls.

I just throw the dice twice in my mind to satisfy my craving.

after?

He would also recite the Heart Sutra ten times silently and tell his sins.

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Hui Lijing turned around and walked out.

Ryousuke also stood up and walked out of the door with a wink.

Suddenly, Jason and the old monk Tongshou Temple were left in the private room.

"Master, I have reserved a seat at the cooking booth."

"Are you ready?"

the old monk asked.

"Hui Lijing, can Ryosuke come with us?"

Jason asked.

"Of course there is no problem."

"Miss Hui Lijing is kind-hearted and a rare companion."

"Officer Ryosuke is full of justice and will be a good helper for you in the future, master."

The old monk smiled and nodded.

Since Jason wants to take over the position of 'Master Tongshou Temple', he will naturally face many difficulties.

Compared to Jason, the difficulties he faced back then were not worth mentioning.

After all, he was not afraid of the Chinese flag back then.

When he thought about the 'fear of the flag', the old monk felt even more guilty.

He wished Jason could eat more.

The more he ate, the less guilty he felt.

However, even if Jason could eat, it would probably be enough for 3-5 people.

well!

Sure enough, I am guilty.

The old monk couldn't help but recite the Heart Sutra again.

Jason looked at the old monk's appearance and probably guessed what the old monk was thinking.

"I'll eat as much as I can."

"However, I have a big appetite..."

Jason said this.

"That would be perfect."

"Please feel free to eat."

Before Jason could finish speaking, the old monk said happily.

He wished Jason could eat more.

The more he eats, the less his sin will be.

As he spoke, the old monk couldn't wait to stand up, wanting to atone for his sins.

Jason shook his head and did not act immediately.

Instead he asked.

"Do you know Huilixiang?"

"Donor Huilixiang?"
To be continued...