After a little thought, Zhang Zichen figured out the joints.

Zhang Zichen is still uncertain about the authenticity of the monk in front of him, after all, there are too many fake monks and fake Taoists in this era, but because the Taoist sect does not have the reason that the Buddhist incense is vigorous, those liars rarely pretend to be Taoist priests.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zichen couldn't help but feel a little speechless, he really had a long way to go, the incense and faith in the heavenly court had declined to such an extent that even liars were unwilling to pretend to be Taoist priests, it was a little sad to think about it.

But now is not the time to sigh, these things can be kept for later and slowly resolved, and what needs to be solved now is the matter in front of Zhang Zichen.

Regardless of whether the monks in front of him are true or not, one thing Zhang Zichen can be sure of is that these monks must have dirty transactions with Wang Wei, and it is even very likely that the financiers Wang Wei wants to make money are these monks.

Because Zhang Zichen remembered the news some time ago, now some temples in scenic spots have been contracted by some businessmen, and all the incense money that these merchants disguise as fake monks every year goes into their own pockets, and an inconspicuous small temple may earn one million a year.

Moreover, after some businessmen have tasted the sweetness, they will often intensify their contracting of temples, which has also made some jokes that some real monks have to be charged tickets when they want to enter these commercial temples.

These monks in front of him are obviously six impurities, Zhang Zichen is more inclined to them as fake monks, because he has already guessed the purpose of these monks, obviously he has taken a fancy to the geographical location of the Jade Emperor Temple, and wants to take it down to rebuild a Buddhist temple, so as to circle the incense money of tourists.

Even if they are true monks, Zhang Zichen must not back down in the face of this situation, the incense of the heavenly court is already very pitiful, can he still watch his competitors demolish their own Taoist temples now?

Of course not!

Zhang Zichen plans to give a vivid lesson to the believers of the Heavenly Court with his practical actions - want to grab business?

"Hey, I said you were doing such a dirty thing behind the boss's back, do you bosses know?"

Looking at the leading monk, Zhang Zichen couldn't help but smile.

He said that the old nature of the West Lingshan is the handle.

The monk in front of him seemed to understand the meaning, but he obviously heard that what Zhang Zichen said was not a good thing, so he folded his hands and said with a look of compassion:

"The donor is cautious of stomacing sins, and polluting the purity of Buddhism for no reason!"

His words made Zhang Zichen want to complain, aren't it these fake monks of wine and meat who collude with businessmen in front of him who are smearing Buddhism?

Zhang Zichen had nothing to say about these people, and he didn't bother to deal with them at all.

The leading monk saw that Zhang Zichen looked like he was ignoring him, obviously he didn't want to talk, and his face immediately turned a little cold:

"Please also ask the donor to make it easier, this is the cause and effect of my relationship with these Taoist priests. ”

"What if I can't do this?"

Zhang Zichen raised his eyes and glanced at the leader.

"Then let the donor know that Buddhism not only has compassionate bodhisattvas, but also angry vajra!"

The threat in the words of the leading monk is self-evident.

The fat monks holding Zen sticks behind him, as if in order to prove that what the leading monk said was true, they paused heavily with the Zen staff in their hands.

"It's okay if you want me to get out of the way, I don't know how much money you're going to pay?"

Zhang Zichen's tone suddenly softened, and he faced the leading monk.

The leading monk was puzzled at first, but when he saw Zhang Zichen as if he was about to back down, he immediately guessed what this person was going to do.

He just came here and didn't have much communication with Wang Wei, so he didn't know that Zhang Zichen was the owner of Wanbaozhai Auction House, and he just felt that he was an ordinary person who wanted to meddle in his affairs.

Now that Zhang Zichen has made such a request, the monk still thinks that Zhang Zichen wants to touch the porcelain and ask for some sealing money, so he thought for a while and said:

"I'll give you 100,000 yuan, now you can get out of the way, right?"

This monk just wants to get the land of this Taoist temple as soon as possible, as long as he gets it, he will not have to make money, so now he will be recognized by someone who touches porcelain, anyway, 100,000 yuan in his eyes, and the income he will get after getting the Taoist temple is far from comparable.

"Alas, there are so many monks in front of the gates of hell!

Dao Chief, you must remember that if you can't learn from such a person who has lost your faith, he is destined to go to hell, and Dao Leader is destined to fly to heaven. ”

Although Zhang Zichen was sighing to the old Taoist, he actually meant something, and the damage to people could not be more obvious.

He didn't mean to ask for hush money, he just wanted to deceive the monk, which is ridiculous, this is really a group of commercial fake monks, who will not leave the money when they open their mouths.

All of a sudden, the horse's feet were exposed.

The leading monk also knew that he had been tricked, and his face immediately turned dark.

The clay man still has three points of anger, he was teased by Zhang Zichen several times, and he couldn't hold back anymore at this moment, and said to a few fat monks behind him:

"Call me! Let him know how awesome!"

When the monks heard this, they did not hesitate, and strode up with their Zen staffs, each of them was strong, and their feet were quite orderly, and they seemed to be practiced warrior monks.

"These are Buddhist monks! Alas!"

Seeing this, the old Taoist chief also sighed, he recognized that these monks should be real warrior monks, but he didn't expect them to obey the orders of the fake monk who violated his faith and started to act as thugs.

The old Taoist elder couldn't help but sigh that people's hearts are not ancient, the world is declining, and money has begun to corrode the hearts of cultivators.

"Zhao doesn't live here!"

Looking at the few warrior monks with sticks, Zhang Zichen shouted.

"In!"

Zhao Buzhu also shouted, and then rushed forward in an instant, colliding with those warrior monks.

Although these warrior monks have some martial arts and are exceptionally strong, if they are ordinary people, they are definitely not their opponents.

But at this moment, their opponent is really not an ordinary person, but an immortal of Heavenly Court, and it is not an ordinary immortal, but a member of Heavenly Court.

How could these warrior monks fight against the giant spirit god who is known as Zhao Zhuzhu?

Even if Zhao Zhu didn't use mana, but really used his own force, these warrior monks were still not his opponents.

The power of the giant spirit god is not comparable to that of mortals, this is not a fight at all, it looks more like a one-sided group fight.

That's right, it's a group beating, it's just that Zhao can't help beating a group of people in a group.

As if devastating, several warrior monks were all defeated by Zhao Bu in one shot.

"Hey!"

Zhao couldn't help but shout, and the warrior monks were beaten into the air like autumn butterflies and kites with broken strings, and then fell heavily to the ground.

It fell right in front of the leading monk.