"Since that's the case... the little master introduced me to see your master, will I tell him?" Zhao Dongting said.

Such "suffering" was certainly beyond the expectations of the young monk, but perhaps he was used to talking, so he didn't say anything else, nodded and led the way forward in silence.

Zhao Dongting nodded to Zhang Polu and followed behind.

Walk all the way to the end of this lively street. There is an inn called Sihai.

In the past, there were many inns with such names in the Song Dynasty, but now the economy of the Song Dynasty has reached an extremely prosperous level, and there are many inns with such signs hanging.

Zhao Dongting conveyed the concept of "trademark" to the Ministry of Industry and Commerce under the Ministry of State Affairs. Now Sihai Inn in the Song Dynasty is an extremely famous chain inn, and other inns cannot be named this name.

As for this name, Sihai Inn also has to pay a lot of taxes and silver to the Finance Department every year.

The door was very clean, with couplets on both sides, which was very charming.

Looking inside, it is also quaint, and you can vaguely see the courtyard behind the circular arch, with green trees and clusters of flowers.

Zhao Dongting secretly shouted in his heart.

In the past, the Song Dynasty probably couldn't see such inns. It seems that the competition among various industries caused by the prosperity of business has made these service industries in the Song Dynasty have made leaps and bounds.

"Welcome to Sihai Inn."

There were two pretty women standing in the door. Seeing the little monk and Zhao Dongting stepping into the threshold, they bowed and said in a coquettish manner.

A gust of fragrance blew the nose.

Zhao Dongting suddenly felt a long-lost feeling that suddenly came, and it seemed as if he had returned to the social occasions in his previous life. This thought just flashed through his mind.

There were also two women at the front desk, wearing the same clothes as the two women at the door.

It's becoming more and more commercial.

In the past, shops and inns were all in charge. Since Zhao Dongting opened the ban on women, most of the service industries in this kind of service industry are engaged in women.

This is of course a good thing. Even if it is not said that men and women are equal, it is not as deformed as before.

The little monk led the two of them to continue walking inside.

After passing the lobby, the arch behind the large screen, you will reach the courtyard. Only when you get here will you find that it covers a large area, with several pavilions, and guests are drinking tea inside.

Zhao Dongting looked around and couldn't help but feel a little surprised, "It really tastes like a private club..."

If it were in the previous life, just with this patio yard, this Sihai Inn should be considered an extremely good high-end private inn. This antique Chinese-style building is really not as good as it is in the future.

At this time, Zhao Dongting did not notice. In the house next to the courtyard, a figure glanced at him on a window on the third floor, and then his face changed slightly.

Then, the figure disappeared from the window.

Later, the little monk took Zhao Dongting and Zhang Polu to the third floor directly.

"Dongdong!"

When he arrived at the door of a room, the little monk knocked on the door and shouted to it: "Master."

"kindness."

The sound came from inside. The little monk turned around and looked at Zhao Dongting and Zhang Polu, and pushed open the door and walked inside.

Zhao Dongting and Zhang Polu stood outside the door and did not follow in. This was polite.

When visiting others, you have to let others agree first. Ridiculously entering the house is an irrespectful behavior. Nowadays, you are paying special attention to this, which may cause the owner to be extremely unhappy.

"Two donors..."

Soon the young monk came out again, but did not invite Zhao Dongting and the others in, but said, "My master has agreed. From now on, my Dharma name will no longer be called Vajra, but will be replaced by Ksitigarbha."

"Dixin Ksitigarbha..."

Not to mention Zhao Dongting, even Zhang Polu frowned in confusion.

This name is so familiar, no different from Vajra. Among the Buddhist Buddhas, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is much higher than Vajra.

What does this little monk’s master mean?

Could it be that this little monk can become a living Buddha in the future?

But even if a living Buddha takes such a Dharma name, he will be criticized by his fellow disciples, right?

There are so many masters in this world, so many strange people, and so many strange people.

Zhao Dongting was too lazy to worry about this, nodded and said, "Thank you, goodbye."

Then he took Zhang Polu downstairs directly.

He doesn't care about Ksitigarbha or something. He only knows that no one in Buddhism can easily hang up the name Vajra. Because he wants to make this name synonymous with someone in Buddhism.

This is what that person deserves. Even if he doesn't care about this during his lifetime, he will definitely not care about it after his death, but Zhao Dongting doesn't want him to be forgotten by this world.

There are too many people who have passed away, and they should not be forgotten by this colorful world.

The little monk looked at the backs of Zhao Dongting and Zhang Polu in surprise, and returned to the house with doubts.

He was also wondering, why did these two people just have such a big opinion on their Vajra Dharma name, and change their Dharma name Dizang, but they had no objection?

"Master, they are gone."

When he returned to the room, the little monk said to the old man who had never had a floor at the table.

It was the old man who had just looked at Zhao Dongting from the window, and the old man who brought the young monk to rescue disasters and people in Sichuan.

The old man just nodded, "I understand."

Then he showed a very complicated expression, and as the corners of his mouth were slightly curled, his brows also frowned. I don’t know whether he was happy or sad or mixed.
Chapter completed!