Chapter 428

Because she found a sign-offering gentleman yesterday, Tangning didn't sit at the sign-offering table anymore. Therefore, when she went to remove the signature, some people saw the sign from yesterday. Master Tang was gone, and he was stunned for a moment when the man who was sitting there was Mr. Jieji, who was wearing a hat and a beard.

"Didn't you say that the one who unwrapped the lottery here was a monk named Master Tang? How did he become Mr. Unsanitizer?" Someone couldn't help but ask.

"Yeah! What's going on? Why isn't he the one from yesterday?"

"Amitabha, all benefactors, Master Tang will be leaving tomorrow, so in the future this will be Mr. Hanshan Temple's sign-offer, and the same is true for him." A middle-aged monk stepped forward and said.

Hearing what he said, everyone looked at each other in dismay. Although they felt that the people who changed the lottery were a little unhappy, they still took the lottery and gave it to Mr. lottery. That Mr. lottery is also a bit of a skill. It also made the people who canceled the signing smile and willingly paid for the cancellation fee.

Tangning, who was at ease, went to see the seriously injured old monk. After he was given some medicine to take care of him, she also moved to the front of the temple gate, watching the pilgrims who were going up the mountain one after another, she couldn't help showing a touch of Come smile.

At the same time, in a town that was some distance away, the Yang family, the old man's family, was filled with people in charge of the Yang family at this time.

"Master, this can't be done! The original decision was overturned by a young monk. It's impossible to say that there is a disaster in the house! Our Yang family is also a respectable person in the town. , how could there be such a disaster? According to me, this trip has to go, this is related to the future development of our Yang family, if you miss this opportunity, I am afraid there will be no next time. "

A middle-aged man spoke with a sonorous and powerful voice. Obviously, he was not satisfied that the arranged things were disrupted by the words of a young monk.

"Father, let's stick to the original plan! This opportunity is too rare. It would be a pity if we just gave up like this. Father, let's give it a try! This is a rare opportunity for our Yang family. "The other middle-aged man said, his eyes fell on the old man, hoping he could agree.

"Grandpa, just follow the original plan! If you don't worry, we can bring more people, so that you don't have to worry about what will go wrong on the road." Another said.

Listening to each of them insisting, the old man paused for a while, took a deep breath, and then said: "If this is the case, then proceed as originally planned! Arrange more guards to follow, so that it will be safer, even if there is a No matter what, it won't mess up your hands and feet."

"Okay." No one else had any opinion on this, so they naturally agreed.

After the crowd dispersed, the old man was still a little worried. He thought of what Master Tang said, so he summoned a trusted confidant to explain it, and the trusted confidant went directly to Hanshan Temple.

At noon, the monks invited Tangning to the meditation room. After he sat down, they said, "Master Tang, the old lady of the Yang family sent someone to send a large sum of money for sesame oil."

Hearing this, Tangning shook her head and said, "What a pity! His family still has to see blood in this disaster."