Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

She truly believed what Zhu Bufan had said, but she couldn't figure out why her dad wanted Zhu Bufan to take her to Suzhou for a trip.

What was the reason behind it?

Could it be that her dad had realized that she had developed feelings for Zhu Bufan, so he intentionally arranged for Zhu Bufan to take her to Suzhou to create an opportunity?

Because Long Na had always known that Zhu Bufan didn't have much of a feeling towards her. Her liking him was one-sided.

Thinking about this, Long Na was even more certain that this was her dad's plan. At this thought, a faint blush spread across Long Na's face, and she muttered:

"Dad, how can you do this?"

However, her heart was very happy.

"Do you not want to go to Suzhou with me? If so, pack up, and I'll take you back to the Dragon Gang right away!" Zhu Bufan spoke again.

"Ah... I want to go with you," Long Na said softly.

"Really want to? Not forced?" Zhu Bufan asked.

"Mm!" Long Na lowered her head, nodding shyly.

"Alright, let's go out and eat something, then come back to sleep. Tomorrow morning we'll take a plane to Suzhou; I've already bought the plane tickets," Zhu Bufan said.

"Mm!" Long Na still replied with her head down.

In fact, Zhu Bufan felt a hint of guilt towards Long Na, as he was deceiving her after all.

"Ah! I just hope she won't blame me when she knows the truth!" Zhu Bufan helplessly thought to himself.

The next day, early in the morning, Zhu Bufan took Long Na to the airport, and after spending three hours, they arrived in Suzhou.

Upon arriving in Suzhou, Zhu Bufan didn't stop for a moment and directly took a bus to Qianfu Town.

By the time they reached Qianfu Town, it was already past three in the afternoon.

Zhu Bufan first took Long Na to a random store to eat something, then they walked on the main street of Qianfu Town.

Qianfu Town is not very large, but it's not small either. Since it has developed into a tourist town, the infrastructure was quite good. There were also quite a number of tourists.

Long Na followed behind Zhu Bufan, feeling very happy.

Zhu Bufan, seeing Long Na so cheerful, helplessly shook his head.

The origin of Qianfu Town is because it's a gathering place for temples. Here, there are thousands of large and small temples, each bustling with devotees, and visitors who come here always donate money and goods to the temples.

Also, besides numerous tourists, you could occasionally see some monks and nuns in Qianfu Town.

Coming here, what Zhu Bufan felt most was an inner subtle transformation towards a purifying and devout spirituality.

This is probably closely related to the local cultural atmosphere!

Just like Tibet, when you go there, naturally you feel at ease and purified, achieving a devout spirit, and you would harbor a sense of transcending the mundane. Of course, you won't see through the material world, because, seeing a beautiful girl, you would still be moved.

In this place, each nun seemed so ethereal and transcendent, surrounded by an aura reminiscent of fairies, which made your fantasies unstoppable.

Zhu Bufan walked on the streets of Qianfu Town, accompanied by Long Na. When it came to asking where Wanfo Temple was, Zhu Bufan didn't make a big deal out of it. After all, he had told Long Na that he brought her here for tourism, and making too much of it would seem rather awkward.

However, after asking more than twenty people along the way, surprisingly, no one knew about the existence of Wanfo Temple, which left Zhu Bufan feeling bewildered and confused.

Logically speaking, Monk Wan Kong shouldn't lie to me, moreover, I didn't know him before, there's no reason for Wan Kong to deceive me!

But the fact that no one here knows about Wanfo Temple is truly bizarre.

"What's wrong? Zhu Bufan," Long Na suddenly asked, "I see you've been asking about Wanfo Temple all along. Is there something special there for you?"

"Yes, I came here firstly to take you on a trip, and secondly, I need to retrieve something from Wanfo Temple." Since Long Na asked, Zhu Bufan had no choice but to respond to her.

"Oh! I see! Then why does no one here know about Wanfo Temple? Zhu Bufan, could you have gotten the place wrong?" Long Na asked again.

"That can't be, sigh! Let's ask around again! If we really can't find it, then let's just forget about it," Zhu Bufan said.

"Okay!" Long Na nodded.

At this moment, a wave of noisy quarreling sound came from ahead.

Hearing the noise, a smile suddenly appeared on Zhu Bufan's face.

"What is it? Zhu Bufan," Long Na, finding Zhu Bufan's behavior odd, asked.

"It's nothing, let's go see what happened!" Zhu Bufan replied.

"Alright!"

Then the two of them walked towards the source of the noise.

The noise was coming from a shop named 'Zhang's Roast Duck Store'.

By the time Zhu Bufan and Long Na arrived, many spectators had already gathered around. In the center of the crowd, there stood a bald monk and a middle-aged chubby man wearing a blue apron with 'Zhang's Roast Duck' written on it.

At that moment, the chubby man was incessantly pulling on the bald monk's clothes.

Meanwhile, the bald monk was continuously gnawing on a roast duck leg he held in his hands, looking quite bizarre.

"You monk, pay up! Who ever heard of eating roast duck without paying," the middle-aged man shouted loudly.

"Amitabha, good fight, good indeed, patron, how can you ask for money from a monk? As the saying goes, giving a bowl of vegetarian meal accrues merit, you are earning good karma!" The bald monk said, not forgetting to bite into his roast duck leg while speaking.

"Scram! Stop spouting useless stuff, money is what matters. Monk, pay up, or you're not leaving today," the middle-aged man retorted rudely.

"Amitabha, good, good, patron, why are you so stubborn?" the bald monk spoke again.

Hearing this, Zhu Bufan immediately recognized the familiar yet unfamiliar voice. Was it not Monk Wan Kong, the same person who insisted I treat him to the Tian Family's firewood chicken?

"Scram, scram... You monk, you don't look like a monk at all, what kind of monk eats roast duck?" the middle-aged man pressed on.

"Patron, that is where you are uninformed! Remember what the great Master Ji Gong once said, 'Meat and wine pass through the intestines, Buddha stays in the heart, I cultivate the mind, not the mouth,'" Wan Kong said.

"To hell with cultivating the mind and not the mouth, in my place, I only recognize money. If you won't pay, then go wash dishes for a month," the middle-aged man bellowed again.