When Ming Zheng saw the photo in front of him, he only felt that he couldn't wash it by jumping into the Yellow River, and even began to wonder if he was really confused, and then did such and such things.

However, soon, Ming Zheng saw his heart, folded his hands, and said solemnly.

"Amitabha, the poor monk sits upright, the poor monk doesn't know anything about these things, someone must be planning to frame me, for the Buddha's heart, the poor monk is not shaken at all, there is no disloyalty, his heart Buddha can see, don't use these things to humiliate me again..."

Mingzheng's eyes were solemn and bright, and the people around him had a little illusion, did he really wronged Mingzheng this time?

But the evidence is conclusive here, and the words are so pale...

At this time, one of the lay disciples said weakly, "This... This kind of photo should be easy to photoshop, right? You should look at these photos with a more rigorous attitude, and you can't rely on these photos to conclude that this Master Mingzheng is the scum of Buddhism... Why don't we confirm this a little bit more?"

Faced with the questions of the lay disciples, Mingfa didn't care, and took out more things from his backpack, such as the invoice for consumption at the liquor establishment, the name on it was written in Mingzheng's layman's name, and the ID number next to it was still Mingzheng.

"Of course, the poor monk has investigated, these things are all evidence of Ming Zheng's consumption outside, the invoice of the hotel, and the proof of the liquor establishment... Amitabha, are you still obsessed with it? You have lost all the faces of the Buddha?" Mingfa threw these so-called evidence to the ground in pain.

A lot of invoices, more invoices, drinking places, Internet cafes, song halls.

Even the rings on the side were cold, and he was afraid of the Ming Fa for a while, this is no longer the level of leakage, this is simply killing people and punishing people...

It is conceivable that as a monk's Ming Fa, what kind of spurning he will suffer if he is exposed to this... Thinking of this, Yijie felt that he was a little sympathetic.

"These things..."

"The things that these countries prove, it can't be that I'm faking, and your Ming Zheng's ID number is on it, it is clearly written, written in black and white, do you still want to deny it?"

Next to him, the other head seat is a little unnatural, these things are actually his, using the identity of the clear law to do these things of stealing chickens and dogs.

In fact, he carried the black cauldron for him...

In the face of reasonable documents, almost everyone had nothing to say at this moment, and looking at Mingzheng's eyes were unnatural for a while, and at the same time there was a little disgust.

Mingzheng's image plummeted, and even the little novices who originally loved him showed an expression of disbelief, so they no longer trusted him.

Only Mingzheng himself remained immovable, his hands folded, and he recited the Buddhist scriptures with a firm expression.

"Mingzheng, give me the torch, let's talk about the rest later, now let's send the master away first, and then talk about other things, now the face in front of everyone has been lost enough, don't lose it again." Mingfa stepped forward and wanted to bring the torch and burn the body of the former abbot.

As long as the body is burned, he will almost be the next abbot, and it will not be easy to give some inspiring success speeches and fool those little novices and monks?

It's a little hot to think about Mingfa, and I'm about to be the abbot of Dalin Temple...

After taking the torch, Ming Zheng didn't stop it, but said lightly.

"Senior brother, your path is wrong, if you want to be the abbot, you can tell me, this abbot position is for you, and I may not be the next abbot... Why did you push me to such a desperate end, even at the expense of framing my innocence, and putting me in such a desperate situation... I have no grievances with you. ”

Yijie on the side wanted to laugh when he heard it, cutting off people's money is like killing his parents, you have robbed other people's abbot positions, how can you be unjust...

"People, you are self-aware, and the scum of Buddhism is not worthy of becoming the abbot of Dalin Temple, let alone becoming a monk. Mingfa still has a bright face, his voice is not small, and the people around him can hear it clearly, as if he is a high-ranking monk.

The lay disciples of Dalin Temple, have a little change in their attitude towards the Ming Law, which is out of place in the temple, some fat heads and big ears of the Ming Law monks, it turns out that they are really high monks... It's not that sanctimonious Mingzheng.

The people's hearts have been decided, the overall situation has been achieved, and the smile of the law is full of pride.

... How to lose?

Now even the gods can't save this Mingzheng!

At this moment, he came to the body of Zen Master Kongmi with a torch, and his face was sad.

"Amitabha, may you go to the Land of Bliss Buddha as soon as possible..."

Haha, old monk, you can go with peace of mind, your temple will be taken over by me, and I will let him carry it forward and become the most ... Money-making temples.

There is no need for any study of Buddhist scriptures, any recitation of scriptures, or any mess, all that is needed is pilgrims and income!

There is a lot of inner drama in the Ming Fa to bring the torch closer...

"Let's let the poor Dao give the abbot Kongjian a pot of wine and then burn it. ”

A crisp and lazy voice sounded, and following the prestige, Li Yun's eyes were lazy, and there was a dazzling white fox standing on his shoulder, half a pot of wine in his hand.

The aroma of wine is overflowing, making the surrounding drunkards move their fingers...

At the same time, the monks all threw disgusted expressions towards Li Yun.

"Amitabha, Taoist Chief, you can drink on your own, please don't bother the Zen Master Kongjian..."

"Yes, Zen Master Kongjian has been working hard all his life, how can he want to drink..."

"That's it, Zen Master Kongjian usually only eats a little soybeans and rice for dinner, and what kind of wine is a big taboo..."

The voices came and went, and almost all the hatred towards Mingzheng was transferred to Li Yun's head.

"Amitabha, you are not welcome in Dalin Temple, you didn't want to disturb the master's sleep last time, didn't you want to disturb the master's sleep?"

Li Yun just continued to drink a little wine, lazily staring at Mingfa's eyes.

I don't know why, Mingfa felt like he had been seen through, but he still forcibly raised his head and chested.

"Poor Dao has no malice, or rather, Poor Dao has no ill will towards Dalin Temple itself. Li Yun smiled and said, "It's just that this time I'm invited to come and witness it..."

"Whose invitation did you accept, I don't remember that we have it in Dalin Temple..."Mingfa wondered.

Witness...

What do you witness?

At this moment, suddenly the sound of a megaphone came.

【What do you want to do...】

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[I want to be an abbot...]

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[The so-called three people become tigers...]

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[Temple, beauty, at your fingertips...]

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【Happy cooperation...】

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