There is no pop-up window, and thousands of book fans are online at the same time. "You don't have to worry too much." Master Chenxi seemed to see the thoughts of both of them, "Although we practitioners are aloof in the world, they do not mean that they have nothing to do with the world. There are many taboos between practice and the world. If they violate it, their cultivation will be greatly damaged at the least, and the worst will be endless."

"It is a way to kill the imperial court officials with magic." Taoist Priest Chenxi looked at Zhou Shaode and Xie Jianxiang, who were already a little bit like earth. "After all, the imperial court officials are based on the laws of the court. With the official seal in hand, there will naturally be the blessing of the fortune of the dynasty. Not to mention that little monk, even if I am not afraid to use magic to deal with the two people at will."

"Oh!" Zhou Shaode and Xie Jianxiang looked like they suddenly realized. So that's the case. No wonder that the little monk dared to bully others and exploit them, but did not come up to kill him directly. It turns out that the official seal has this use.

"As the saying goes, the way of heaven is the king." The Master Chenxi shook Nan Chen Chenchen slightly, and the road boy Li who was driving the car turned around and the group began to set out outside the mountain. "But you don't think that you can be unscrupulous if you have an official position, otherwise once your fortune is exhausted, it will probably be ten times a hundred times avenge."

"As the saying goes, the way of heaven is so great, and it is not that the retribution is not that it is not that the time has not come." Taoist Master Chenxi, who wins the world and compassionately, said to Zhou Shaode and Xie Jianxiang, "You should do it yourself!"

"Thank you for your teachings!" Although Zhou Shaode and Xie Jianxiang were not very interested in the so-called retribution here, they still pretended to be very interested in the atmosphere and thanked Chenxi.

"No need," Chen Zhao sighed, "You two remember my words well and will remember them one day in the future."

The four counties of Huangmei have caused a sensation. Some time ago, one of them who fought with Taiping Temple and wanted to find two real people in Shangqing Sect was rejected. The little monk Wukong, who claimed that he had failed in his desire and was as lonely as snow, has now once again chosen the real person of Taoist Chenxi, who was on the road of Louguan.

A real Taoist priest must face the fierce monk. A Taoist priest who can even bear to speak, do you really have the shame to call a Taoist priest? So, this Taoist priest Chenxi did not shrink her eggs like the two real people from the Shangqing Sect, but responded to the challenge on the spot without any ambiguity.

Of course, with this introduction, the news came out that Master Chenxi used his magic skills in the county government and poured dozens of cups of wine with a pot of wine. However, before the news had been spread, it became how Master Chenxi used a pot of wine to directly get the people in the county government government. By the next day, the number of people doubled again.

Moreover, the guys who spread these rumors also said that they had a nose and eyes, as if they had stayed in the county government office to drink wine. On the day when Wukong and Taoist Master Chenxi were duel, the number of people who were drunk by Taoist Master Chenxi with a pot of wine had reached an unprecedented height. Zuo Ci and others could not catch up with Taoist Master Chenxi. Even Christ Jesus could no longer catch up with Taoist Master Chenxi.

The conscience of heaven and earth, the rumor this time really has nothing to do with Wukong, because he is busy picking up something and checking the accounts!

Because on the second day after Wukong and Taoist Master Chenxi agreed to the duel, Senior Brother Xuanshuang found Wukong. Of course, Senior Brother Xuanshuang did not come because Wukong planned to fight with others. He came for a more important thing, asking for money!

That’s right, Zhengjue Temple has no money now.

"Senior Brother Xuanshuang, do you think I, like Deng Tong, have a copper mountain to mint money?" Wukong looked at Senior Brother Xuanshuang with a sarcastic look on his face, "If I remember correctly, I only sent a thousand guan to Zhengjue Temple three months ago, and more than 30 monks have returned to secular last month. Senior Brother, can you tell me how did you spend this thousand guan?"

Senior Brother Xuanshuang was stunned for a moment. To tell the truth, he really knew nothing about how this money was spent. It was just that Monk Kusi Mingche took him to the empty warehouse for a while, and he obediently ran to Wukong to ask for money.

In fact, this was the case when I was short of money before, but at that time, Wukong always gave it very readily and never asked him for any money-spending accounts.

What happened this time?

"Why, how did the money be spent? Senior Brother Xuanshuang, don't you even have a point in your heart?" Wukong sneered, "Senior Brother Xuanshuang, as the Vinaya of our temple, do you not even know what you should care about?"

"This, senior brother, I have indeed neglected a little." Senior brother Xuanshuang replied embarrassedly, "My name is Fa'an. Fayan and Mingche and others will explain to junior brother how the money was spent.

Wukong is really speechless. Well, you don’t know about things like Fayan and Mingche that you have never worried about before. You don’t know how much food these monks spend in a month.

Fortunately, senior brother, you are going to buy vegetables, not watermelons, otherwise you would not ask the price for eating restaurants in the city. If you buy watermelons, you will buy all of yourself:

"Okay!" Wukong patted Senior Brother Xuanshuang's shoulder depressedly, "Yingran said that the evidence in my hand is not that sufficient now, but it doesn't matter. Junior Brother, I have always presumption of guilt. Since you have come here, then OK, the time for liquidation has come."

"Just call it Fa'an, Fayan and Mingche, come and ask. Huiming, go and tell them the three of them, bring all the accounts in the past year to me." Forget it, please let me go once, Brother Daoguang, if you don't come, take your neck and bring it to me.

Daoguang stood up and agreed, turned around and walked out of the door:

"Senior Brother Xuanshuang!" Wukong looked at Xuanshuang with some sympathy. You said that you were a good person, why did it turn into a piece of wood after coming to Zhengjue Temple? "Although I don't want to say this, after the account here is clear, you should go back to Dalin Temple in Jiangzhou..."

Senior Brother Xuanshuang lowered his head, as if he was a little unhappy.

"Senior Brother Xuanshuang, it's not that I'm a brand. You, think about it yourself. Is Zhengjue Temple really much worse than Dalin Temple? The land property of the temple? Quality warehouse? Or the number of monks? How much worse is this place than Dalin Temple? Why can Dalin Temple not only guarantee the life of monks, but also provide you with surplus. Not only can Zhengjue Temple not only fail to provide money, but also needs to eat several thousand guan a year?"

Master Xuanshuang chanted the Buddha's name slightly.

"I know what you want to say, because there is Master Daoxin in Dalin Temple, right?" Wukong continued, "But you have never thought that Master Daoxin has only one. If we all expect Master Daoxin to do anything, what's the use of asking us disciples? Brother Xuanshuang, tell me, what's the use of asking you as a disciple?,

"I hope you can save all sentient beings? You haven't even saved yourself yet. I hope you can organize monks? You can't even control the three monks under you. I hope you can study Buddhism? Do you think you will gain any benefits after you come to Zhengjue Temple..."

Before Wukong could finish his words, he saw Monk Fayan coming in with a box of account books as soon as he entered.

"Sun Pi, Fayan, you are not slow!" Wukong gave up and continued to teach Xuanshuang a lesson, turning his eyes to Fayan, "You honestly told me, how much have you greedy on the land in the past few years? If you didn't know my character some time ago, I think you should know now. I have always been frank and lenient..."

"I have resisted strictness. I already know "Shang Langjun." Monk Fayan knelt down with a pounce, and then consciously put the boxes beside him in front of Wukong. "Actually, there are really not many fields in our Zhengjue Temple. "You should also know that it is about 100 acres of land. Even if I am greedy, I can greed for how much."

"Don't talk nonsense to me!" Wukong answered impatiently.

"In the past few years, there have been only 800 stagnants." Monk Fayan answered honestly, "and the big ones were also distributed to the several brothers in charge."

As he said that, Monk Fayan pointed at a monk who had just been escorted in by Dao Guang, "Even Fa'an has been given 100 guan, and I finally lost less than 300 guan. "Young man, God, I know, that's all."

"Fayan, what are you talking about? When did I get your 100-month?" The monk Mou actually jumped up and said with anger, "I am the most honest man..."

"You shut up for me!" Wukong glanced at the monk coldly, then turned to look at Fayan, "Okay, your words are not much the same as the numbers I found in Xiaoni. Okay, if you refund the compensation yourself, this matter will be over:"

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Fa Yan kowtowed repeatedly, "Thank you, thank you, let me have a way out."

"You are Fa'an?" Wukong turned his eyes at this moment and glanced at the monk who was taken in by Dao Guang with contempt. "Well, you are very good." I have been in office until now, and if I don't ask someone to invite you, I can't see you Lord Dian Temple."

"What's the point of coming?" Fa'an mumbled his neck, "The senior brother of Vina Xuanshuang in our temple has finished my work. What's the use of me coming to find you? And don't ask me, I don't know anything about buying vegetables and cooking."

"You..." Senior Brother Xuanshuang pointed at Fa'an with some anger, "How can you say that?"

"What's wrong with saying this? Am I wrong?" Fa'an replied without hesitation. "In the past few years, when did you, Weina, arrange things like buying vegetables and cooking in person? What's the use of my Dian Temple?"

"Guard Yonekura:" answered in a casual voice.

"Yes, I only have so many things left to do..." Fa'an Shun realized that this was not what Xuanshuang said. Then he turned his head and happened to collide with Wukong's eyes that were smiling.

"I have something I want to ask you." Wukong smiled slightly and showed his snow-white teeth. "Senior Brother Fa'an, according to the regulations in our temple, how much rice can an monk eat in a day?"

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