As Qin Zichuan finished speaking, the people around him were completely stunned.

Everyone knows the deeds of General Baijia. Who in the world doesn’t know that Qin Zichuan, the King of Northern Tang, is General Baijia?

Who doesn’t know that he sacrificed his life for the frontier of the Tang Dynasty?

"I am Wuchen, we are monks from Heilong Temple, where we recite scriptures and pray for the people."

After Qin Zichuan revealed his identity, the old monk's face changed, but he quickly returned to normal.

"Why do you need to meditate in a pan when chanting scriptures and praying for blessings?"

Qin Zichuan's nose was very sensation. He had already smelled a jealous smell and knew what trick the monks were playing.

"Praying blessings for the people in the oil pan can help the Buddha's blessing. Brother Wuxiang was unharmed in the rolling oil pan, which is why the Buddha brought down the Dharma to protect him."

Wuchen explained immediately and calmly.

"Old bald donkey, I will give you another last chance. Hurry up and take your leave, don't cheat in front of me."

Qin Zichuan snorted coldly and said with great contempt.

"Why is the King of Northern Tang so aggressive? Are you not afraid of the Buddha's fault?"

The old monk Wuchen did not give in at all and scolded Qin Zichuan.

"Muslims, arrest them."

Although the power of Buddhism should not be underestimated, Qin Zichuan was unwilling to provoke them.

But this does not mean that Qin Zichuan is afraid of them, especially this group of bad apples. How could Qin Zichuan allow them to deceive the people?

In the Tang Dynasty, Buddhism did not serve, paid taxes, occupied a large amount of land, and even placed stamps of money, that is, usury, which was simply parasites. This was also the reason why emperors often destroyed and suppressed Buddhas in the feudal era.

With Qin Zichuan's order, Xue Rengui immediately took action and controlled these monks in a few seconds.

As for the old bald donkey in the oil pan, Xue Rengui picked it up directly, like a chicken.

"Amitabha Blessing, King of Northern Tang, aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame you for your mistakes?"

The monk Wuxiang proclaimed the Buddhist slogan.

"Okay, the King of Northern Tang, Master Wuxiang is a monk who has attained enlightenment, not a liar. You must have misunderstood."

The people persuaded each other.

Qin Zichuan's white-armored general has a very high reputation among the people.

If it weren't for his extremely high reputation, the people wouldn't have spoken to him so politely, and had already driven him away like a rat crossing the street.

If it were someone else, the people would have been cursing or even taking action.

"Friends, you have all been deceived by this monk."

Qin Zichuan sneered.

"Are you not afraid that the Buddha will blame the Buddha for slandering Buddhism so much?"

Master Wuchen sneered and scolded him in anger.

"I have given you a chance, but you don't know how to politely, don't blame me for being rude." Qin Zichuan sneered, "Your little tricks can deceive the people, but you can't deceive me. Let's see what else can I say when I expose your scam."

When the monks heard this, their faces changed. They knew better than anyone else about meditation in the oil pan, but they were forced to calm down.

"The King of Northern Tang slandered us so recklessly, and we must come to His Majesty to seek justice."

Monk Wuchen immediately threatened with anger and angrily.

"Minors, please see how I expose the monks' scam." Qin Zichuan said and looked at Xue Rengui who was beside him, "Xue Rengui, sit in the oil pan."

"Mr., the oil in the oil pan is rolling."

Xue Rengui was stunned in an instant.

"Go, my mentor will ensure you are fine."

Qin Zichuan said confidently.

For Xue Rengui, Qin Zichuan was not only his life-saving benefactor, but also his teacher.

Now Qin Zichuan asked him to go to a oil pan. Although Xue Rengui was extremely surprised, he rushed up without hesitation.

"Does the King of Northern Tang want to take human life into consideration? If he had no Buddhist protection, he would have been scalded to death."

Monk Wuchen could no longer remain calm and immediately charged Qin Zichuan with a crime of taking human life.

"I guarantee he is fine."

Qin Zichuan immediately said confidently.

As Qin Zichuan finished speaking, the people around him were instantly in an uproar.

If you don’t have the Buddha’s protection and sit in this oil pan, wouldn’t it be a lifetime of death?

The people were whispering, staring at Xue Rengui intently.

Is this oil pan really fake? People are confused?

The old monks were ashamed.

Xue Rengui carefully reached out and touched the oil in the oil pan. After finding that it was not hot, he boldly sat on it.

"Mr., the oil in this oil pan is not hot."

Xue Rengui shouted in great excitement.

As soon as these words were spoken, the monks immediately looked depressed and showed despair.

Now their scam was exposed. The people who had hope for the monks before became angry, but they didn't understand that they had been deceived by the monks from Heilong Temple.

"Get up."

Qin Zichuan immediately said with a smile.

With his order, Xue Rengui jumped up.

"What else do you have to say?"

Qin Zichuan immediately glared at the old monk beside him and said.

"Why did the King of Northern Tang make things so difficult for us?"

The old monk Wuchen asked angrily.

"Is it a mistake to expose your scam?"

Qin Zichuan said speechlessly.

"Whoever wants to try the taste of the Dharma protecting the body, hurry up."

Qin Zichuan immediately turned around and asked the people around him.

"This oil is really not hot, we were deceived by the monk."

A bold people walked up, raised their sleeves, reached out to wash their hands in the oil pan, and shouted loudly.

Then many people tried to wash their hands in the oil pan, but they found that it was not hot, so they cursed the monks in Heilong Temple, and those who had a hot temper had to beat the monks.

"How did you know the secret of the oil pan?"

The old monk Wuchen asked unwillingly at Qin Zichuan.

This is a secret he discovered accidentally. Apart from him and Wuxiang, there is no idea, and the possibility of an insider appearing is ruled out.

"So you should read more and play less pretentious."

Qin Zichuan said with a sneer.

"King of Northern Tang, why is the oil pan not hot? Tell us about it."

The people are also very interested. The oil in the oil pan is already rolling, so why not burn it?

"Do you smell anything next to the oil pan?"

Qin Zichuan asked with a smile.

“I smelled vinegar.”

Xue Rengui said to the point.

"Yes, I smelled vinegar too."

As Xue Rengui finished speaking, the people around him shouted.

"Can you put vinegar in the oil pan and it won't be hot?"

The people couldn't help but frown, and their words were filled with deep doubts and incredibleness.

"Vinegar and oil do not blend together. The boiling point of vinegar is much lower than that of oil and will roll first than oil. At this time, it seems that the oil is boiling, but in fact it is just the vinegar. Touch it with your hands, it is just warm."

Qin Zichuan immediately explained patiently to the people around him.
Chapter completed!