Chen Fan screamed strangely and ran away!

The young lady picked up the knife and chased her, "Stop it!"

"Not standing!"

"stop!"

"Not standing!"

"You dead thing, I won't kill you today!"

...

The young lady was also angry and chased after Chen Fan.

After making a fuss all night, I didn't sleep much. When I got up the next morning to have dinner, several little girls on the table found in surprise. Chen Fan's face was swollen and his eyes were covered with black circles. His face was colorful and he looked like a pig's head.

"Master...you...what's wrong with you..."

Xiaoman asked carefully as if he had seen a ghost.

"No, it's okay. I practiced last night and there was something wrong. It won't take long to do it..."

Chen Fan's cheeks were swollen like an egg in his mouth. He was already tall and whimpering. His tongue was big and his mouth was big everywhere. It looked so miserable.

“Hahahahaha…”

The little peacock seemed to understand something, smiled pursed her lips, peeked at the young lady. The young lady drooped her eyelids and ate without saying a word. She took the time to glance at Chen Fan with a look that wanted to kill. At that time, Chen Fan was so scared that she shivered and all her chopsticks fell on the table.

"It's getting worse and worse. If you don't care about it, you will really rebel!"

The young lady was clamping her two big white legs. She was angry and felt a little hurt on her butt. When she thought about the unethical things that Chen Fan did, she couldn't help but want to clench her smile and her fist clattered!

There are many people, and there is no way. If there are fewer people here, I must drag him out and beat him up!

"What are you looking at! Eat!"

Seeing Chen Fan looking at him with a small look of eager eyes, the young lady scolded him in a low voice.

Chen Fan picked up his job, and looked like he was scolded and angry, and did not dare to say anything, but his heart was already yelling, "Stinky woman! Wait! Wait until I have nothing to do, let me see how I deal with you! I don't believe it, I can't settle you anymore!"

The young lady seemed to see Chen Fan's inner thoughts, narrowed her eyes and looked at her squinted eyes, and her eyes were filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

"I won't talk to you anymore, I'll go to practice martial arts!"

Chen Fan pushed the table, got up, changed his clothes and went out to get into the car, and directly pulled Sun Xiaoyao to the Cang Temple.

"Oh, damn!"

Chen Fan hadn't come here for a long time. When he went to the place, he saw it was deserted!

The temple of the originally not very high-end small temple has collapsed, and more than half of the temple gates have collapsed. The temples inside are covered with ruins and rubble, most of which have not been cleaned up. A few unfinished rooms are also being repaired. Several young monks wearing broken monk robes are holding shoulder poles and brooms in pain, and they have no time to recite scriptures. They are busy.

"My little master, what's wrong?"

Chen Fan came over and asked.

"Amitabha."

The little monk knew him and put his hands together, "Don't ask, the host will not let him say it."

"The spiritual pressure here is everywhere, and there is a strong evil aura hanging faintly. It seems that this temple seems to have been destroyed by powerful magic."

Chen Fan thought to himself, and did not make a sound, clasped his hands together to salute the little master, "Then, is the host master here?"

“Inside.”

Chen Fan nodded and went inside.

I met the host master in the temple. The host master has not seen him for several days and has grown much older.

Chen Fan discussed with the old monk and could hear that the old monk was very confused this time.

The Waguan Temple is not a black temple that cheats on incense. It has no money and can only drink porridge when eating. How can a sudden disaster not make people worry?

Chen Fan thought about it and felt that Suli had many contacts with the monks in the temple. Now the temple encountered such a big setback. The poor monk had no money. It would take a lot of money to renovate the main hall. Just a few young monks were busy, they could live in a place. But if this continues, they would probably be cold for ten or twenty years. Think about it, this matter is really disrespectful to the Buddha.

Chen Fan is not a Buddhist believer, but he agrees with many of the Buddhist views. After thinking about it, he finally decided to spend some money to help the monks rebuild the temple.

But if you accept the money yourself, how much should you spend?

I feel sorry for the more flowers, and I can’t make any moves when I have less flowers. Finally, after thinking about it, I decided to take out 200,000 yuan as the construction capital, just like to show some new ideas!

The host here is a famous monk. The monks in the temple do not have the smell of worldly odor. However, when they encounter such a big trouble, they are really embarrassed. When people are forced to do so, no one can calm down. When they hear that Chen Fan is going to pay for helping to build the temple, they take out so much. The old monk directly kneeled down for Chen Fan with tears in his eyes, and whispered "good" and completely lost the appearance of a wise man who is as fairy-like as a Taoist wise man.

"Hey, master, don't do this."

Chen Fan was reluctant to bear it, so he quickly helped him up and said to himself, "Building a temple is a good deed. I think I have killed too many people in my past and present lives. I will pay this time to take the money as a blessing."

"Master, I want to use it with the cave in the back mountain." Chen Fan took the opportunity to say to the monk.

Although the small temple is not big, the back mountain is indeed secluded. In the past, Chen Fan comprehended the sword Zen in the pool of the back mountain and obtained the method of controlling the ghost sword Guluan. Now he needs a place to practice the Nine-Turn Pills. This is also what Chen Fan thought of first.

"Hey, good! Good! The donor has great kindness to the small temple, so he should do this convenient!" The monk is also a wise man.

"Thank you, Master." Chen Fan also knew the old monk's temper and did not do too much politeness. After putting his hands together to salute the monk, he immediately handed the luggage to Zhang Tianba and the others.

Several guys helped Chen Fan move the things away, and Chen Fan pulled Sun Xiaoyao over, "I'll write you a note, go home and pay 200,000 yuan in cash with the young lady. The monks in this temple rarely interfere with other things, and they are inevitably deceived during construction. You know that people nowadays are dirty and have no serious people. Well, when you go to Qingqing, you just say that I asked her to help you, and ask her to find a reliable construction team and do it well, she can do it."

"I understand!" Sun Xiaoyao didn't understand what happened, so he nodded and took the note from Chen Fan and went straight to find the young lady.

The young lady was not a stingy person, so she took them to the bank to withdraw money. Sun Xiaoyao took the money to find Qingqing. When Qingqing heard that Chen Fan asked her to help, she was happy, "Oh! Look at this matter! Brother Fan's business is mine, why are you getting the money! Aren't you there?"

"The boss asked you to help me with this matter, but it was not his own business. The temple collapsed and I had to find someone to repair it. The boss was worried that the monk would be cheated, so he asked me to come to you!" Sun Xiaoyao put down the money, "This is 200,000 yuan, I just got it from the bank, you can count it yourself!"

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Chapter completed!