"The medicine can't be too expensive, Amitabha."
"Senior brother is kind, we understand."
..
Song qingxiao's eyes turned cold. A murderous intent hit her heart, making her want to kill the people in front of her.
It was a pity that she was currently outside of the rules and could not touch these people. She could only watch helplessly as these monks walked away while talking and laughing.
..
Not long after, a large group of gray-robed monks suddenly appeared in the temple.
These monks held long brooms in their hands and had fierce expressions on their faces. They rushed out of the square one by one to welcome the living beings lying on the steps.
"Grandpa ... Grandpa ..."
The alert child who was leaning on the old man's side sat up straight the moment he heard the movement.
These monks rarely left the temple in large numbers, except on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year.
