"Yes!" They obeyed Master Tang's words from the bottom of their hearts.

"Master Tang, what can this green sandalwood be used for? Is it useful?" asked the monk, looking at the trees they cut down, it turned out that these big trees that exuded a faint fragrance of firewood were actually a tree called green sandalwood.

Tang Ning smiled mysteriously and said, "It can be used to improve the economic problems in the temple and to make a name for it. You will know in the future."

As she said that, she waved her hand and said, "It's getting late. Don't cut it too late, go back soon!" As she said that, she turned around and walked back.

After watching him leave, several monks in the kitchen were reluctant to go back now. They gathered together and said, "Let's cut five more trees!" They wanted to practice again, but it was nothing more, just because this feeling was really good.

After Tang Ning went back, he went to the kitchen and ate something casually. After returning to the room, he took out some jerky meat from the space to eat. After eating another fruit, he set up a barrier in the yard and then prepared medicine in the room.

The next morning, thinking that she was already assigned work, after eating a steamed bun early in the morning, she took a broom to sweep the floor in front. When it was almost noon, she swept the fallen leaves around her, carried the broom on her shoulders, humming a little song and preparing to go to the back mountain to get wild game, but when she passed by the hall in front, she saw many disciples gathering together and saying something.

When I got closer, I heard it, and the voices of the disciples lowered me.

"The female donor came up with three kneelings and nine kowtows, and seemed to have something to ask for."

Hearing this, Tang Ning followed the eyes of his disciples and saw a woman in her thirties kneeling three times and kowtowing towards the direction of the hall. She was wearing a plain dress and only had a hairpin on her head. She had a beautiful face, but she was haggard and her eyebrows were even more tight, as if she could not be dissolved.

Although she was elegant, she looked at her kneeling and kowtowing when she stood up, and she felt a sense of nobility in it. She was obviously not an ordinary rural woman and ordinary people.

"Didn't it mean that no one has gone up the mountain to worship Buddha for a long time? Why are there still people kneeling three times and kowtowing three times and raising their great gifts?"

A tender voice came out with curiosity. When the monks who were talking in front were shocked, they quickly turned around and saw the exquisite and outstanding little man carrying a broom on his shoulder, blinking a pair of curious and clear beautiful eyes staring at them.

"Amitabha, I have met Master Tang."

The disciples quickly gave him a Buddhist tribute. When they were talking just now, no one noticed that there was a Master Tang standing behind them. However, isn’t this broom carrying a broom too fierce?

Thinking in my heart, the monks' eyes couldn't help but look at the children. They saw such a delicate and cute pink monk standing there, carrying a broom on his small shoulder. His posture was casual and natural, as if he was not carrying a sweeping floor, but a weapon. He looked cute and cute.

However, they knew that this cute and cute little monk was a monk at the peak of foundation building. He was very strong. In addition, the abbot's instructions, he would not be disrespectful or presumptuous to him. Therefore, in front of him, they stood at regular distances.
Chapter completed!