Because he was looking for a sign-in teacher to come up yesterday, Tang Ning no longer sat at the sign-in table on that day. Therefore, when he went to sign-in with the sign-in document, some people saw that the Tang Master yesterday disappeared, and the person sitting there was a name that signed with a hat and two beards was stunned.

"Didn't it mean that the person who explained the signature here is a monk named Master Tang? How did he become a teacher?" Someone couldn't help asking.

"Yes! What's going on? Why isn't it the one yesterday?"

"Amitabha, donors, Master Tang will leave tomorrow, so from now on, this person will be the disciple of Hanshan Temple. If he is the disciple of the signature, the same will be true for him." A middle-aged monk stepped forward and said.

Hearing what he said, everyone looked at each other. Although they felt that the person who knew the sign was a little unhappy, they still took the sign to the sign to the sign-out master. The sign-out master was also a little capable, and they were very sensible, which made the sign-out person smile and willingly paid for the sign-out fee.

After being idle, Tang Ning went to see the seriously injured old monk. After asking him to boil medicine for him and take care of him carefully, he also turned to the temple gate in front. Looking at the pilgrims who were going up the mountain one after another, she couldn't help but smile.

At the same time, in the town some distance away, the Yang family, that is, the old man's family, was filled with people from the head of the Yang family.

"Old Master, this is not OK! The thing I decided was overthrown by a young monk. It is impossible to say that there will be disasters in the house and the like. Our Yang family is a well-known person in the town. How could there be disasters or something? According to me, this trip has to be left, which is related to the future development of our Yang family. If you miss this opportunity, you will probably not be next time."

A middle-aged man said, his voice loud and powerful. Obviously, he was not satisfied with the arrangement of things that were disrupted by the words of a young monk.

"Father, let's act according to the original plan! This opportunity is really rare. If we give up like this, it's a pity. Father, let's give it a try! This is a rare opportunity for our Yang family." Another middle-aged man said, his eyes falling on the old man, hoping that he could agree.

"Old man, act as planned! If you are not at ease, we can bring more people so that we don't have to worry about any mistakes on the way." Another person said.

Listening to them all persevering, the old man paused, took a deep breath, and then said, "Since that's the case, then act as planned! Switch more guards to follow, so that they can be safer, even if there is something wrong, they won't be messed up."

"Okay." No one else had any objections to this, so he naturally agreed.

After everyone dispersed, the old man was still worried. He thought of what Master Tang said, so he called a confidant and told him, and the confidant went straight to Hanshan Temple.

At noon, the monks invited Tang Ning to the Zen Room. After he sat down, they said: "Master Tang, the old man from the Yang family sent someone to send a large sum of indulgent oil money."
Chapter completed!