บท 1135: Style of a Master

At the same time, another gentle voice sounded. "It's fine. It's fine. The monk can run, but his temple can't run. We will stay here and wait."

Monkey's voice sounded. "Amitabha. Patron, the monastery is too small. It does not allow outsiders to stay."

The gentle voice was obviously stunned for a moment. Then, the owner of the voice bitterly smiled and said, "Uh… Okay, but we can set up tents, right?"

"Patron, as long as you find a suitable place, feel free."

The other party looked at the mountain that was filled with people. If they were to set up tents, they would basically be like animals in a zoo. If they were surrounded by people the entire time, they could forget about resting! Thus, the other party said helplessly, "Forget it, let's stay at the bottom of the mountain."