Go to the temple to burn incense

"What's wrong, do you think there is something wrong?"

"No, no."

Chen Fan's head hurts so much that he glances at the old man again.

"Have you seen Teacher Li's stuff, too?"

The old man didn't give up and asked Chen Fan carefully.

"No, no."

Chen Fan didn't know what to say.

"Then you should take a look."

The old man said, and took out a booklet from his arms, "If it's okay, just take a look. Look more. There are many misunderstandings about us in society now, but I can guarantee you that our dà    fǎ is the Dharma, not a wrong way!"

Chen Fan took the booklet and looked at the familiar mark on the print, and was amused and crying. At this time, he found that the old man turned around and left, took out another booklet from the black plastic, put it in his shirt pocket, and muttered, "Some people will be tried globally..."

"Oh, damn..."

Chen Fan was so worried that he was so worried that he was so angry that he laughed.

I looked back at the old man, but I found that the old man was looking straight at the entrance of the alley. I saw a group of old men and women wearing red sleeves on their arms at the entrance of the alley. I saw him and turned around and ran away in fear.

"Here there! He was asked to run away!"

The old man formed a team and rushed up with a shovel and broom, "You bastard, stand there for me! It's this old liar, so you can't let him run away!"

"Hey, hey! These stinky wives!"

The old man screamed strangely, ran away in a hurry, and made a quick move.

Xiaoman was watching the fun while watching it, and Chen Fan threw the booklet in his hand into the fire, picked it with a stick a few times, and the fire started to burn.

"Master, this skin is so big, it's pretty good."

The little girl couldn't help but whisper.

"Um."

Chen Fan nodded.

"Then, will you be retaliated if you kill it? There are a bunch of people coming here, and I'm afraid there is a backer behind you."

"Come on, can I still get bullied by a bunch of beasts?"

Chen Fan said, looking at the little girl in the slant, and the little girl was also looking at Chen Fan. The master and servant looked at each other and laughed. Chen Fan touched the little girl's head casually, and the little girl also hugged Chen Fan's arm.

——Cut—

"Master, there is a saying that I don't know whether to speak or not."

Chen Fan fiddled with a lot of talismans on the table upstairs, but the queen floated behind Chen Fan, looking very worried.

"If you have something to say, don't hold it in your mouth."

Chen Fan said something, but didn't look at her.

Queen White seemed worried that she would not have the chance to float around like she is now. She walked out and went far away, and looked back at Chen Fan, "The weasel today is a long way from now. I remember that a few months ago, I seemed to have mentioned their group of people."

"You recognize them?"

"I don't think I recognize it, but I know it a little."

Queen Bai pursed her lips, floated to Chen Fan, and then turned around for a while, "Actually, I have encountered things like them before. Old men put on human skin, turned into human forms, and cheated on food and drink in the world. This seems to be just a means on the surface, but in fact, it is unusual. I guess that there must be a backer behind them."

"I also know that there is a backer behind them, so I asked someone to ask if there is a yellow-skinned nest nearby. As far as I know, from the Yellow River to the north, Huangxian can be regarded as a first-class big family. From the top to the bottom, there are many famous figures of the seven aunts and eight aunts. This time, I don't know which one they met."

"No, no, no, I don't think so." Queen White shook her head, "Although we have the same way, we are not really awesome here.

I think there should be no guy who dares to make trouble here so boldly. You should know that doing this is a violation of the rules. If the people from the Magic Lantern Club are caught up, these little things will not be well lost. If the Yin Chai meets them, these guys will probably be sent away directly."

Chen Fan lifted his eyelids and looked at her with a tilted body, "I heard that you have been chased by a ghost messenger before. He ran away so scared that he defected to some old mother?"

"Yinshan Lao Mother."

Queen Bai pursed her lips, "This is what I want to say. Do you know, what is the old mother in Yinshan?"

"have no idea."

"The old mother of Yinshan was originally a god who received incense. She was actually just a spirit ghost. However, she was a rich man and had great powers. Even the underworld Yinshi had to give him face. Therefore, she was worshipped by the locals as gods. I thought that most of the so-called earth immortals were like this. But to this day, many things are different. In the past, there were incense worship in temples. They wore gold and silver, and they had no worries about anything. Naturally, they lived a relaxed and comfortable life. But at this time, except for the few monks who could pack themselves, the small temples that were leisurely cultivated were almost pushed away. The Buddha was unable to protect himself, let alone them. Some of them could only hide, circled a group of little monsters, and occupied the mountain as the king."

As Queen Bai said, she rushed to Chen Fan, and said, gestured, dancing as if she was dancing. "This kind of thing is not unusual, but when I think about it today, the more I think about it, the more I think it is not good, because I always feel that the old man is too big. In addition, they come out in groups, dressed in beggars, and thought that it is very likely that someone was catching them to make up for the incense money. If this is the case, then the master behind them is amazing."

"You mean, the money they want is used to honor their master?"

"Even if it is not all, at least some of them are for filial piety. Is there no big brother on my head these days? Don't you know anything else, have you not seen "Journey to the West"? Do you remember that in "Journey to the West", any monster without a backstage was killed by Sun Wukong. Didn't those with backstage be taken away by their own master?"

After hearing this, Chen Fan thought that Queen Bai was right. He nodded, "Indeed."

"Hmph." Queen White laughed again, floated behind Chen Fan, holding the sofa, "Do you know how many such people can become masters within a radius of hundreds of miles?"

"Tell me."
Chapter completed!