After finishing speaking, Muyuan finished all the coffee in the cup in one gulp in front of Kazami Yuya.

"..." Kazami Yuya looked at the sweat on his shirt, touched his chapped lips, for some reason...

【No!Compared with what Host Muyuan has done for me, the little bit of hard work I put in is nothing! ? 】

Kazami Yuya's eyes became firm again.

...

Muyuan didn't understand Kazami Yuya's psychological changes, he just pulled up the hammer as usual, and sent it out gently...

"Boom—boom!"

The sound of the bell seemed to be accompanied by a sudden explosion.

Kazami Yuya, who was a little allergic to explosions, shuddered all over: "Mu, host Mu Yuan, I seem to have heard just now..."

"Don't worry," Mu Yuan waved his hands, and walked towards the direction of the explosion: "I'll go and have a look."

Kazami Yu also gritted his teeth and followed.

...

Soon, the two came to an old shirt tree on the shoulder of the mountain.

At this time, on a branch of the old fir tree, there was a fat old man in a white coat, covered in oil, with a black and gray face, and a little thrifty hair on his head.

"Dr. A Li... are you okay?" Mu Yuan raised his head and asked calmly.

Kazami Yuya's hand holding the phone froze, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should notify his superiors, saying that he had discovered the terrorist attacker.

...

After a little effort, Muyuan and Kazami Yuya finally rescued Dr. Ali after making the old cedar tree pay another branch as the price.

After breaking free from the shackles of the strange device behind him, Dr. A Li scratched his head in embarrassment: "Ahaha... I'm sorry, Muyuan, my experiment seems to have failed again."

Mu Yuan glanced at the pile of unidentified broken copper and iron, nodded and said, "It's quite a failure."

"..." Dr. A Li's hand froze, pulled out a precious hair, and said with a smile: "Well, Mr. Mu Yuan, in fact, my invention is still..."

"How much money was lost this time?" Mu Yuan said bluntly.

"...About, just, 3000 million yen?"

"3000 million yen!" Kazami Yuya exclaimed, "Just these things... worth 3000 million yen?"

Mu Yuan didn't speak, but he was calculating in his heart...

When he inherited the temple, the old abbot actually left a lot of incense money. If it was only used to maintain the courtyard and water and electricity consumption, at least Erquan Temple could be kept closed for another 80 or [-] years.

But now, after entrusting most of the money to lawyers and engineering directors to build Dr. Ali's new research institute, and to purchase the technical ownership of Dr. Ali's battery...

According to Dr. Ali, one or two failures a week can consume tens of millions of yen each time...

It seems that Erquan Temple will go bankrupt within half a year?

Mu Yuan stood up, patted the dust off Dr. A Li's body, and said calmly, "It's good that people are fine. As long as you have money, you can do the research again, but you must pay attention to your safety, Doctor."

"Mu, Mr. Mu Yuan..." Dr. Ali, who was waiting to be criticized, trembled all over, and burst into tears with a "wow".

Although Dr. Ali has always claimed to be a "genius inventor", in fact he knows better than anyone else what most people think of him.

Crappy inventor, citizen scientist, Dr. Don Quixote...

There has never been anyone who has spared no effort to support him like Mu Yuan—don't say anything about the money and location, wasting such a large amount of research funds, without even a word of criticism or accusation, and let him... …Be sure to stay safe!

what is this?

Scholars, those who are confidants, die!

Dr. A Li said tearfully: "Mu Yuan-jun, don't worry, one day, I will definitely invent for you a work that amazes everyone in the world!"

On the side, Kazami Yuya was also wiping his tears with the sleeve of his suit, and murmured with great emotion: "Master Muyuan is really a kind-hearted and good man!"

...

...

Mu Yuan brushed the dust off the monk's robe, he didn't quite understand what happened to these two perfectly round people.

An unintentional person does not feel distressed or regretful. He simply believes that the value of Dr. A Li itself is much greater than the money lost.

In this case, instead of telling doctors to pay attention to safety, should they ask those who have already lost research funds to pay attention to safety?

Mu Yuan didn't quite understand, but he knew that he had to find a way to earn money, otherwise he would not be able to support Dr. Ali.

Thinking of this, Mu Yuan thought of another thing: "I don't seem to have received any invitations to ritual rituals from those big clients in the temple this week..."

Chapter 45 Teidan High School Karate Club Camp Training, Unlucky Suzuki Sonoko

Breakfast, Mu Yuan's spoon.

His cooking skills are not bad, and he has collected a lot of emotional fish, so he knows all kinds of skills.

Dr. Ali bent his mouth with a smile.

Kazami Yuya cried so much that his eyes were red.

Mu Yuan felt that maybe Yu Kazami was not used to a light breakfast, so he planned to get him something heavy next time.

...

After breakfast, Kazami Yuya hurried to work.

Dr. A Li also left from the trail behind the mountain, probably going to the woodland behind the mountain to see the construction progress of his research institute.

Mu Yuan returned to his bedroom and changed into a more majestic cassock, planning to meet the former big customers in the temple in person, to see how they are doing recently, why not this week? Sending money... There is no invitation to talk about the purification of the mind.

If it was really because the old abbot became a Buddha that he slacked off on his practice... then Mu Yuan should have a serious talk with them.

As for the use of talking...

In fact, it's nothing, at most it's just helping them discover what they don't recognize themselves.

...

Holding a nine-tin Zen stick, wearing a cassock with a big sun, and wearing a bamboo-woven Xinjie three-degree hat, Mu Yuan walked on the footpath down the mountain step by step.

Suddenly, he stood still, raised his head slightly, and looked towards the end of the mountain road.

Indistinctly, dots of light passed through the forest, and then, the crisp and pleasant slogans came to the ears.

"One, two... one, two..."

Mu Yuan frowned, a gorgeous tassel pattern flashed in his eyes.

What came into view was a group of youthful and beautiful white figures.

The energetic female high school students are wearing white karate uniforms with the word "Didan" printed on the left chest.

They are climbing along the trail up the mountain, with a resolute look on their faces.

In the morning light, the sweat on the neck reflected light, which was a little dazzling.

The mountain wind blew, blowing down some cherry blossoms entwined on the blue silk, bringing bursts of refreshing fragrance...

...

Mu Yuan took out his "fashionable" and "advanced" Sony Ericsson flip phone from the monk's robe expressionlessly, glanced at it, and said calmly:

"Saturday... Today is the weekend."

...

...

"Mr. Muyuan, I'm really bothering you for not being able to say hello in advance!" Mao Lilan said with a smile next to the original monk's house on Shanjian.

Mu Yuan withdrew his gaze from the female high school students queuing up to go to the bathing pool to take a bath, and calmly said: "There is no such thing, after all, it was my invitation."

"Muyuan-jun, can I ask you a question?"

Mao Lilan noticed Mu Yuan's gaze just now, and asked with great satisfaction:

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"girlfriend?"

Mu Yuan, who was assessing whether those female high school students might have any unruly intentions, was taken aback for a moment, then blinked, "Does it mean the relationship between a man and a woman in the state of a couple?"

"Uh... yes."

Mao Lilan's big eyes blinked and blinked, watching Mu Yuan's expression curiously.

Mu Yuan raised his head slightly, looked at the sky, and then stopped moving.

1 秒

2 秒

3 秒

……

Many seconds passed, and Mu Yuan finally responded:

"I……"

"Huh...huh... Xiao, Xiaolan, help me!!"

Just as Mu Yuan opened his mouth, a panting cry for help came from the direction of the trail, interrupting their conversation.

"Garden?"

Hearing the owner who was calling for help, Mao Lilan's expression tightened immediately, she put down the bathtub in her hand and ran over.

Mu Yuan blinked, slowly closed his mouth, and followed.

...

"Huh...huh..."

On the last step of the trail, Suzuki Sonoko sat on the steps profusely with sweat, holding a pair of high-heeled shoes with broken heels in his left hand, and pressing his swollen ankle with his right hand. mouth

——What a tragic word?

"Yonko!? How did you make it look like this!?"

Mao Lilan stepped forward and anxiously checked Suzuki Sonoko's injuries.

"Woooooo...Xiaolan!" Suzuki Sonoko kept Mao Lilan and cried, "I, I originally planned to come to Erquan Temple with you, but I think your karate club will come running from school, I, I, Mr. Butler suggested that I wear high heels, so I will wait for you at the foot of Erquan Mountain first..."

"Waiting for us at the foot of the mountain?" Mao Lilan checked Suzuki Sonoko's injuries and found that they were just ordinary bruises and sprains, then she was relieved and said slowly: "But I just... didn't seem to see you .”

"Just now...just now...wow! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

I don't know what kind of sad memories recalled, but the wronged Suzuki Sonoko burst into tears.

Mao Lilan stepped forward to comfort her for a while, then she gradually stopped sobbing and explained:

"I was standing at the foot of the mountain, wearing my newly bought shoes and skirt, waiting for you to come over, but the sun was too hot, so I found an open space with shade by the side of the road and squatted for a while , it turned out...a big yellow dog that big!"

Suzuki Sonoko gestured with his hands to a width that he could not reach even when his hands were fully extended, and exaggerated:

"It came out of the woods with a 'whoosh'! 'Wow!' chased me madly! It was aimed at my ass... In short, I could only run as hard as I could. ..."

...

Not far away, Suzuki Sonoko was still talking eloquently, but Mu Yuan had to stop.

Because, if he guessed correctly, the three-meter-tall vicious dog Suzuki Sonoko was talking about...should be a stray dog ​​he rescued a few weeks ago.

Mu Yuan remembered that the little Shiba Inu seemed to be only about one year old, so...

There is definitely no three meters, but there should be thirty centimeters.

As for why it chased and bit Suzuki Sonoko, it was actually very simple, because...

Mu Yuan gave it an order at the price of a big stick bone every day

——When you meet sneaky people, chase them and scare them away.

Well, it can also be seen from this that Toru Amuro, the strongest police undercover in Japan, is indeed much better than ordinary people. At least Xiao Huang at the foot of the mountain did not find him.

...

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