Urban Games: I can see malicious values

Chapter 144 Daming Ming Temple: The little novice said

After finishing the two enemies, Yan Shu didn't intend to stop here.

After all, although the enemies outside Qianlong Town Prison have been resolved.

But the three inside were still fighting.

And it’s not necessarily when it will be finished.

Even after the fight, you may not be able to come out alive.

After all, the crack just now has been closed.

Thinking of this, Yan Shu prepared to walk around the temple.

It is said to be a temple, but it actually covers an entire mountain.

Even on the mountainside, you can see the residences of some laymen.

If we talk about the foot of the mountain, there are countless houses.

Although the human presence seems a little sparse, it is not completely absent.

"Monk Wu, why did you pour the water on the ground instead of drinking it when you brought it up from the well?"

Yan Shu looked at a little monk about ten years old fetching water.

So he stepped forward and asked: "I see that the water is very clear. You are already sweating profusely when you come out of the well. Why did you fall on the ground?"

The little monk was stopped by Yan Shu, but he didn't feel annoyed.

He just continued to fetch water and waited until Yan Shu came to his side before speaking.

"Benefactor, how do you know that no one drinks this water?"

"How do I know that no one drinks this water? There are only you and me here. If you pour this water on the ground, how can anyone drink it?"

"Benefactor, you are wrong. The water is poured on the ground, and after it sinks, it will return to the well, and the water in the well will be pumped up again. How can there be no one to drink this water?"

Yan Shu looked at the little monk.

Obviously there is no malice, but there are some incomprehensible words in his mouth.

Could it be that this is the legendary Zen machine?
Thinking of this, Yan Shu immediately became interested.

This might be some kind of hidden mission.

"I said little monk, look, you have been drawing water here, and then you have been pouring water on the ground, and then you are pumping the water that flows back into the well and pouring it on the ground, they can only flow back into the well , still no one drinks."

Yan Shu said, and made a motion of fetching water.

It's just that the little monk on the opposite side is not up to the mark at all.

"Benefactor, you are wrong again. I fetch water from here, and others can fetch water from other places, so how can you say that no one drinks this water?"

"Yes, then you also said that others will take the water away from other places, so what does this water have to do with you?"

As Yan Shu spoke, he walked to the side of the well and looked into the depths of the well.

I can't see how deep this well is, but it must take a lot of effort to get water in such a deep well.

"Donor, yes, what does this water have to do with me?"

"Ah? Didn't you fetch water here?"

"Am I here to fetch water?"

"Am I fetching water?"

"So what are you doing now?"

While talking, the little monk clasped his hands together and said softly Amitabha.

And Yan Shu looked at his hands, and didn't know when they had been placed on the potter's wheel.

He was turning the handle in circles.

its not right!Wasn't that little monk fetching water just now?
It's just that Yan Shu wanted to let go of his hand.

Only to find that they seemed to have stuck to the well.

The handle is being mechanically turned round and round.

Is there a problem with this little monk?
No, maybe there's something wrong with the well.

But no matter how Yan Shu looks at it.

Both of them clearly showed no malice.

This is not right, if they had no malice, how could their hands be on this potter's wheel?
"Sir, what are you doing?"

"Of course I'm fetching water."

"Benefactor, why don't you fill up the water?"

"Am I not fighting?"

“Donor, where are you fetching water?”

"I'm not in the well"

When Yan Shu said this, he suddenly discovered the problem.

At first it was he who was talking, and the little monk was answering.

But at some point, he turned into a little monk and asked again, answering himself.

This can't work, there must be something strange in it.

"Little monk, where do you think I fetch water?"

"Benefactor, you have to ask yourself this?"

"Me? I don't know where I get water. Can you tell me where I get water?"

"Donor, you are standing on the ground to draw water now."

After the little monk finished speaking, he put his palms together again and recited Amitabha.

At this time, Yan Shu also found that his feet seemed to have their own consciousness.

You are firmly planted on the ground, and then take a half-squat position to facilitate your hands to exert force.

No, it will definitely not work if this continues.

Yan Shu felt that things were a little big.

But in my own field of vision.

[Little novice monk of Daming Ming Temple: No malicious intentions yet]! ! !
[Bottomless Well: No malicious intentions yet]! ! !
These two remarks are clearly marked on the two objects.

If there is nothing wrong with your own system, then the problem must have occurred elsewhere.

Thinking of this, Yan Shu looked elsewhere.

It's just that he found that no matter where he looked, he could only see a little monk with his hands clasped together.

"Little monk, what are you doing here?"

"I'm waiting for the benefactor."

"Little monk, what are you waiting for me?"

"I'm waiting for the donor to get out of trouble."

"Little monk, if this is the case, why don't you take the initiative to replace me?"

"When the Buddha preached the scriptures at the right time, there was gold filling the brick floor, and there were monks reciting the Mahayana Dharma. The elder Zhao only had three liters and three buckets of gold. Now the benefactor begged me, but I don't know how much money he can get?"

While talking, the little monk picked up his alms bag and put it in front of Yan Shu.

"Little monk, I can't do without the pulley. How can I give you money?"

"Of course I will help the benefactor hold the pulley."

"Little monk, how can I get money with my feet inseparable from the ground?"

"Naturally, I will stand here instead of the benefactor."

"Little monk, now my hands and feet are free. Why should I give you money?"

"The benefactor will give if he is willing, and he will leave if he is not willing to give. The hands and feet are on the benefactor. How can I stop the benefactor?"

After the little monk finished speaking, instead of the familiar folded hands, he began to shake the potter's wheel instead.

But Yan Shu was not ready to leave either.

This kind of thing has always been a trouble if I don't know the reason.

Isn't it gold?

He is strict and has many points.

"One tael of gold, can I get it?"

"Not available, not available."

"A catty of gold, can I get it?
"Not available, not available."

Yan Shu said to himself, and the young monk answered by himself.

Neither of them hesitated, as if it was a routine.

"Ten catties of gold, can I get it?

"Not available, not available."

Ten catties of gold is a lot, this is a thousand points.

"A hundred catties of gold, can I get it?

"Not available, not available."

At this time, although Yan Shu still said quickly, it was only [-] points, and he had just given Zhong Kui [-] points.

But the little monk's speech slowed down.

"Golden Qianjin, can I get it?

"Amitabha"

The little monk didn't speak, just proclaimed the Buddha's name, neither opened his eyes nor raised his eyebrows, just stared at the well beside him, and kept looking in.

"Jin Wanjin, can I get it?

"Enough, enough, if there is more, the Buddha should be angry."

This time the little monk smiled happily, but Yan Shu didn't move.

After all, 10 jin is 100 taels, [-] million points, if you want it, I want it too!

Not to mention that there were not so many when Yan Shu came in, even with so many wonderful fights being broadcast live, coupled with Chengfeng's constant commentary, there is still a long way to go from 100 million.

Unless someone gave him money now, even if he was killed today, he would not be able to get the ten thousand taels of gold.

It's over, it's over.

(End of this chapter)