Sun Mingfei decided that he must let Fa Ming know how powerful he is.

Let him know that there is nothing to hide under the sun.

You killed someone, what qualifications do you have to be an abbot?

You can even push your own knotted wife downstairs, you scum, you are the scum of the Daomen, and you are not worthy of being the abbot!

I want to expose your ugliest side, I want the Daomen to know about your crimes, I want the whole world to know that you are not worthy!

Yes, I am the embodiment of justice.

I'm not doing this to try to get you clean, I'm doing it for justice.

Sun Mingfei suddenly felt that there was a scorching flame burning in his chest.

It is the energy of righteousness that comes from the heart.

"Fa Ming is not qualified to be the abbot!"

Outside the villa area, Sun Mingfei suddenly shouted.

The junior brother who was traveling with him was inexplicable and asked, "Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

"I was impressed. ”

Sun Mingfei's eyes were firm, and he wanted to keep this emotion.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

The security guard opened the window and asked.

Sun Mingfei said: "Poor Dao is looking for Su Ruiping's donor." ”

The security guard said, "Is there a phone? ”

"There is no phone, please let the donor know. ”

"What are you looking for from the owner? No door-to-door sales are allowed here. ”

The security uncle has seen a lot of this kind of person, but the one wearing a Taoist uniform is the second time he has seen it.

Sun Mingfei said: "Please tell the donor on your behalf that the poor road comes from the Lingwei Temple, and looking for the Su donor is related to Song Jingwei." ”

"Okay, you wait, I'll give you a call and ask. ”

After the fight was over quickly, the security guard said: "Let's go in, 18 villas." ”

"Thank you. ”

The group entered the villa area and came to Building 18.

Su Ruiping was already waiting at the door.

The moment he received the call, he told himself.

Uproot!

Move tomorrow!

The mobile phone number was also changed, and the name was also changed, so that this group of Taoist priests could not find themselves.

"Lord Su, poor Dao Ming. ”

"Hello, what are you looking for me?"

Sun Mingfei said: "Poor Dao heard that Su Shizhu's daughter was pushed downstairs by Fa Ming and fell into a disabled ......"

"Nothing. ”

Su Ruiping interrupted directly, and when he heard his words, he immediately remembered what Wen Ziyuan had told him during the day.

Someone really came to me and said this.

He broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, Wen Ziyuan gave him advice in advance, otherwise he was really afraid that he would say it quickly.

Sun Mingfei was stunned: "Master Su, I know everything about this matter......"

Su Ruiping continued to interrupt: "What do you know? What do you want to do? Which Taoist temple do you belong to?"

"The poor way comes from the Lingwei view, and the reason for understanding this matter is to seek justice for Ling Ai. ”

"What's unfair and unfair? What are you talking nonsense? Hurry up and don't harass me. ”

"Su Shi ......"

"Can't you go, I'll call the security guard!"

Su Ruiping felt that this Taoist priest was here to harm himself.

If he said it, it is estimated that tomorrow it will not be an oil leak from the car, and the house may be on fire.

"Master Su Shi, is Fa Ming threatening you? You tell Poor Dao, and Poor Dao is your master. ”

"I said there is something wrong with you as a Taoist priest, right?"

Su Ruiping shouted at the top of his voice: "Security, security!"

After shouting, he took out his mobile phone again: "Are you leaving? ”

"Poor ......"

"I don't want to see the Taoist priest, get out of here!"

Sun Mingfei and the others were finally kicked out.

He sat on the curb outside the villa, looking at the weeds growing in the cracks of the stones under his feet, and was a little skeptical about life.

The streetlights dragged his figure very long, and it looked like a dog.

......

Time flickered, and two days passed.

In the past two days, the Taoist temple has continued to maintain an average of four or five hundred visitors.

To be precise, there are more than 1,000 tourists going up the mountain.

And there are four or five hundred people who really enter the Taoist temple to offer incense.

On average, for two people, one person is incense, and this conversion rate is quite terrifying.

Seeing that the purse was bulging again, Chen Yangxin was not so panicked.

On this day, the dishes were prepared as usual and handed over to the employees sent by Zhu Xiaoguang.

Open your doors wide to welcome visitors for the new day.

And at the moment, under the mountain.

There are constantly tourists driving in, but the place is empty.

Directly opposite the foot of Lingshan Mountain, there is a special parking lot, which can accommodate several hundred vehicles.

At this time, the advantage of being remote from the city is reflected.

The place is big, so whatever you want.

A large truck, squeezed into the field of vision of many people.

Large trucks also go here, occupying three or four parking spaces.

A taxi followed closely and pulled aside, and Sun Mingfei and six Taoist priests got out of the car.

"It's time to get there, let's unload it. ”

Sun Mingfei changed his lost soul that day, stood under the truck, and shouted.

In the back of the truck, several workers uncovered the blankets that they didn't know what they were covering, revealing their true faces.

It turned out to be three sculptures.

One of the sculptures is about two people high, and the other two are one person high, both of which are mud-tired and heavy.

The workers lifted the sculpture down and asked, "Where can I send it?"

Sun Mingfei raised his hand and pointed to the 800-meter mountain: "The top of the mountain." ”

The worker wiped his sweat and said, "This has to be a thousand meters, right?"

"It's not a thousand meters, it's eight hundred meters. ”

"Two hundred meters away, is there a difference?"

The worker said, "No, it's too high, you have to add money." ”

Sun Mingfei said angrily: "You sit on the ground and start the price?"

The worker shook his head: "It's not to sit on the ground and start the price, you didn't say that the mountain was so high before you came, I knew it was so high, I won't lift it if you add money." ”

"How much does it cost?"

"For three sculptures, at least 8,000 pieces have to be added. ”

Sun Mingfei's eyes widened: "Impossible!"

"Then carry it yourselves. ”

Sun Mingfei still wanted to reason with him, but the Taoist priest on the side grabbed him: "Senior brother, come on, delay for this little money." ”

"Hmph!" Sun Mingfei said: "Eight thousand yuan, add it, you can carry it." ”

"Give the money first, what if you go up and don't give the money?"

"Okay, here you go. ”

After the account was transferred, the large sculpture was carried by three people, the small one by two people, and the remaining two workers followed behind with the base.

Along the way, many tourists saw it, and some people took pictures.

"This is sent to the Lingshan Taoist Temple, right?"

"What kind of immortal is that?"

"Who knows, they all look the same. ”

When I climbed more than 200 meters, I happened to meet Ma Nanjing and others who were building.

The workers shouted, "Rest first." ”

Sun Mingfei frowned: "If you climb like this, when will you be able to reach the top of the mountain?" ”

The worker wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "Little Taoist, even if you give money, you can't help but treat people as people." Do you know how heavy this sculpture is? You think it's easy to lift it down. ”

The worker took a sip of water, walked over and asked, "Master, are you building roads here?"

Ma Nanjing said: "Yes, build the road, the road is repaired, and it will be convenient to go up the mountain in the future." ”

When the worker heard this, his face changed, he looked up the hill and asked, "What do you mean? There is no road on the mountain?"

"Isn't this repairing, if it is repaired, there will be a road. ”

The worker nodded, walked back, and said, "Add money." ”