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1169 Master Monkey

 Fangzheng didn't know that Monkey was stealing his tricks by the side. After sending off the burly man, he returned to leisurely sipping tea as he watched the world pass by.

However, A Golden Millet Dream could not be used too long. Therefore, after watching for a while, he leisurely returned to the backyard and got the real Red Boy to maintain order in front.

The moment Fangzheng left, Monkey looked at the table and prayer mat that Fangzheng had been sitting on and immediately went over.

At that moment, Salted Fish, who was sitting under the bodhi tree, looked over and said, "Senior Brother, don't tell me you want to learn from Master and answer questions for others?"

Monkey snorted. "What if I do? Can't I?"

"Sure, but I have to remind you that this isn't something anyone can do." Salted Fish looked at him as though he wasn't reminding Monkey, but as though he was looking down on him.

When Monkey heard that, he immediately flared up. He harrumphed and said, "I might not be as well-read as Master, but I have my methods!"

With that said, Monkey sat down on a mat and mimicked Fangzheng. He sipped from the teacup and watched life go by.

However, since Fangzheng had finished all the tea, he could only get a pot of water and place it there instead. It was quite similar.

"Master, Third Junior Brother is learning from you. Heh heh, he does look impressive," Squirrel ran into the room in high spirits and said as though he was offering treasures.

Red Boy, who was one step behind, grinned when he heard that. He shook his head and turned to leave, thinking to himself, "Indeed, this little fellow is a spy! He thinks he's just being a chatterbox, but in fact, he's snitching! Poor Third Senior Brother is going to meet a tragic end..."

Fangzheng was stunned when he heard that. Was Monkey going to answer questions for others?

Fangzheng wasn't racially prejudiced, but rather, Monkey had never memorized much of the scriptures. As for insight into matters, he had even less of that. How was he going to answer questions for others with what little he knew, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

"Master, do you want to take a look?" Squirrel asked with excitement. From his point of view, what Monkey did was truly impressive and something worth bragging about.

Fangzheng looked at Squirrel in front of him and stroked his head. "Jingkuan, don't tell your junior brother that you told me about this when you go back."

"Why?" Squirrel asked innocently.

Fangzheng said, "I'm afraid that you will be beaten."

Squirrel was taken aback as he asked, "Why would he hit me?"

Fangzheng said in all seriousness, "You can try."

Squirrel fell into deep thought before hesitantly walking away.

With Squirrel returning while Fangzheng remained inside, Red Boy was puzzled. Was Fangzheng not going to do anything about this? Was he going to let Monkey do whatever he wanted?

However, Squirrel didn't say a word. He climbed up the tree and sat on it, looking down at Monkey with a hesitant expression.

When Red Boy saw this, he narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but run over to question Fangzheng.

Fangzheng chuckled and asked, "Sometimes, experience is more useful than saying a thousand words. Let him give it a try. This Penniless Monk is also curious as to how he can answer those visitors' questions."

Red Boy never expected Fangzheng to have such an attitude. He pursed his lips and muttered. "Master, are you really going to ignore it? If I had known earlier, I would have given it a try too. By the way, Master, what if Senior Brother screws up?"

Fangzheng chuckled as he touched the stick beside him. "It's fine. We can have more exercise tonight and save some rice."

When Red Boy heard that, he thought of One Finger Monastery's number one sport; the tragic state Salted Fish had been in many times before made him quickly dismiss the thought of giving it a try.

Upon hearing Fangzheng's words, Red Boy felt at ease. With a sense of relief, he chuckled and left.

In the end, he saw a visitor sitting in front of Monkey.

However, Monkey was different from Fangzheng. Fangzheng was someone who didn't say a word, until he could deliver a strike. Instead, Monkey was the first to speak. He first cleared his throat and said, "Patron, is there anything you can't let go of?"

The other party was taken aback. After some thought, he said with a wry smile, "Master, you are really wise. That's right. I have something I can't let go of. Sigh..."

A smile flashed in Monkey's eyes when he heard that. He immediately took the teacup and handed it over. "Do you want some tea?"

"Yes." The man nodded and received the teacup.

Monkey picked up the teapot and began pouring tea for the man. As expected, the tea soon spilled over. The man was scalded and exclaimed. He released his grip and was about to flare up.

Like a meditating old monk, Monkey said lightly, "There's nothing you can't let go of. If it hurts, you will let it go."

The other party was taken aback before looking at Monkey and thinking about his situation. Then, he said in enlightenment, "Thank you for your guidance, Master."

Seeing him throw the incense money happily before leaving, Monkey smugly glanced at his fellow disciples.

Red Boy and Salted Fish's jaws were about to drop. That works too? This was a complete scam! He asked whether there was something the man couldn't let go of? You could ask this question to anyone in the world! This could practically work on every single case!

Squirrel was truly happy for Monkey. He clapped loudly and shouted. "Third Junior Brother, impressive! Again!"

As for Lone Wolf, he was still patrolling outside, so he had no idea what had happened here.

Monkey felt triumphant and delighted with himself. He sat even straighter as a result.

At that moment, another woman sat opposite Monkey with a pained expression.

Monkey repeated his line. "Patron, is there something you can't let go of?"

"Yes. Master, please guide me," the woman said.

Monkey picked up the teacup. "Patron, do you want some tea?"

The woman looked at Monkey before looking at the tea cup. She shook her head and said, "Sorry, Master. I don't drink tea."

"Pfft... Hahaha!" Red Boy, who was watching from afar, was immediately amused when he heard that. He wanted to see how Monkey would get out of this conundrum.

Monkey was also dumbfounded. If she didn't drink the tea, how was he to pull off the stunt? Also, why was this fellow so noncompliant? She didn't even accept the tea offered by a master? And she still wanted to be given an answer to her puzzlement?

However, Monkey was quick to react. "It's fine. This is plain water."

However, when the woman saw Monkey in a daze, she thought that she had offended the master. She said, "But it won't hurt to drink some tea for once."

The two of them had spoken at the same time. This only made Monkey feel like crying. If you don't mind drinking, you should have said so earlier!

On the other side, Red Boy was about to burst out into laughter again. Salted Fish sat on the offering table and couldn't stop clearing his throat. There was nothing he could do. He had to pretend to be solemn, so he naturally couldn't hold his stomach and roar with laughter. However, the scene in front of him made him unable to control himself. Hence, he could only snort and laugh in a very odd manner.

The woman was taken aback. No tea? Does the master want me to drink tea or not? Is this monkey sick?

Monkey immediately said, "It's tea and also not tea. Everything depends on one's heart."

The woman was left rather perplexed by his words, but she also felt that it made sense. She nodded and said, "Thank you, Master."

Monkey figuratively wiped away his cold sweat and finally managed to cross this hurdle. Hence, he handed the tea cup to the woman. The woman took it and Monkey poured tea for the woman. The tea spilled out but the woman remained unmoved. Instead, she said curiously, "Master, it's full. That will do."

Monkey was dumbfounded. What was going on? Was this fellow also a demon? She wasn't afraid of being scalded?