Zhao Xiang thought about it for a long time, no matter how many fields Kaiyuan Temple had, how much could he cut them, after all, it was only three or four miles away from Zhangzhou Mansion and the sub-city where Longxi County was located, a typical golden zone.

Zhao Xiang made a decision in his heart, so he got up and stuffed the strong flashlight into Chunyang's hand, pointed to the bottom of the mountain and said: "Okay, I will change the conditions, first of all, the land, surrounding the fifty hectares of paddy fields around Xiaozhi Mountain, plus the entire Xiaozhi Mountain, the land deed should let the government go through a legal formality, okay?" ”

The old monk didn't agree immediately: "Yes, what about the other two conditions?" ”

"Second, the villagers of Wutian subleased my land, and Zhang Wen's matter is completely over, and there is no retaliation." After speaking, I waited to see the old monk's reaction.

It's a pity that Zhao Xiang can't see anything, Jiang is still old and spicy, and the old face full of wrinkles is not shocked: "This can be had." ”

"The third condition is to be mentioned by the Pure Yang Dao Chief." In fact, Zhao Xiang didn't expect the third condition at all, the first two solved the land and labor, which was enough for himself, after all, it was only exchanged for a strong flashlight of more than 1,000 yuan. If it is changed to in modern times, let alone buying land, it is the cheapest small county town in the country to buy at least two or three thousand yuan per square meter.

Chunyang didn't expect Zhao Xiang to let him put forward conditions, which stumped him.

Everyone was waiting for Chunyang to come up with an earth-shattering condition, and the old monk believed that Chunyang would not let Kaiyuan Temple take half of the advantage.

He didn't think that Kaiyuan Temple needed any treasures, but the abbot felt that it was necessary. Winning this treasure that can turn the dark night of the whole temple into day means that Kaiyuan Temple will return to the throne of the head of the Zhangzhou temple.

The abbot before the morning bell was crazy, and the elders of the temple were called to the abbot's courtyard, and he repeated a sentence: "Get it at all costs!" ”

The last time the abbot was like this, it was 30 years ago, when Chongfu Temple got a white jade Guanyin donated by a maritime merchant, two feet high, warm and moist, Chongfu Temple regarded it as the treasure of the temple.

The abbot was invited to participate in the consecration ceremony, and when he returned, he was stunned, and sent eighteen warrior monks to rob him overnight, but only three severed fingers were snatched back.

Chunyang naturally knew about this, but he really couldn't think of what other conditions could be offered, and after a moment of silence, he said, "All the wood in your backyard should be moved, this is my condition." ”

Timber?

Zhao Xiang couldn't believe his ears, thinking that he had given Lao Dao such a good opportunity to make conditions to his enemies for decades, and he actually asked for a pile of wood in the backyard of others? If you were so rare wood, I would have bought it for you, what kind of wood is not in the modern timber trading market? No, you can hand over the opportunity to Hei Niu, and you can hand it over to Zhang Wen, and let Kaiyuan Temple directly expel that Xinkong monk from the temple is more hateful than asking for a pile of wood!

"Okay!" The old monk finally nodded, it seemed that he had made a lot of determination, and then turned to the monks waiting outside the mountain gate and said: "Go to two people and ask Chen Zhusi from the county yamen to come over to make the land deed transfer paperwork." Then I went to personally ask He Defang, the old man of Wutian Village, to go up the mountain to negotiate with the new landlord about leasing land. Xinneng stayed and took full responsibility for the handover, and the rest of the monks returned to the temple to standby, and I went to inform the abbot and brought the wood from the backyard with it. ”

As soon as the old monk finished speaking, Xinneng asked, "But Master, ...... those woods?"

The old monk's afterglow swept over, majestic and unquestionable: "What do you think?" ”

Xinneng hurriedly lowered his head: "The disciple respectfully listens to the master's arrangement." ”

The Pure Yang Daoist also turned around and explained: "Black Bull, let your father help Mr. Zhao implement the three things, and then bring them to me to get the treasure after the matter is done, and you can't take it by force if you can't hand it over, hum!" ”

Zhao Xiang thought that Lao Dao would put two cruel words after "humming", but he didn't expect that after he finished speaking, he paced slowly and went into the crypt again.

The old monk confessed to Xinneng some words, and also threw off the burden and led the monks down the mountain.

Xinneng stood outside the mountain gate, watched everyone leave, turned around with a long stick, and smiled at the black bull very embarrassedly.

The black bull shook off: "What, you still want to fight?" With just your two triangular cat kung fu, ten can't beat me alone! ”

Xinneng propped the stick on the stone of the mountain gate, and said with a wry smile: "Black Bull, I am also involuntary and helpless. You know me, we grew up together, if it weren't for the situation, I wouldn't have entered Kaiyuan Temple. But even though I am a monk, my heart is still in the village......"

The black bull said angrily: "Fuck your shit!" The most despised is people like you! When I became a kiln sister, I also had to invite the archway, and I was a monk and ate wine and meat! ”

Zhao Xiang sat on the stone and fiddled with the recurve bow, while listening to the two of them like children, you and me, and wanted to laugh in his heart: dare to love these two people know each other, and Xinneng is still a good playmate of Hei Niu when he was a child, but later Xinneng's parents died, and the big monk in the temple saw that he had a good skin and flesh and recruited him into the temple as a little novice.

After entering Kaiyuan Temple, Xinneng slowly stood out from the novice because of his cleverness and was promoted to a formal monk, which is the so-called regular staff and staff, so that the camp has completely changed, and those who run errands will always do something that hurts the interests of Wutian Village because of their position.

The best friend became an enemy, and he was still standing in front of him, the black bull was in a very unhappy mood, and he didn't want to talk more, and the twenty-year-old man was angry like a little kid and pouted shamelessly, sitting on the stone and watching Zhao Xiang play with the exquisite bow.

"Try?" Zhao Xiang pushed his bow in front of the black bull and asked.

The black bull immediately forgot about the displeasure just now, and took the bow with a smile on his face and looked at it, like holding a piece of tofu, for fear of breaking it.

Zhao Xiang handed the quiver again: "If you like it, try it." ”

Hei Niu hesitated: "Mr. Zhao, is this appropriate?" ”

Zhao Xiang smiled: "I feel that you are more suitable to have it." ”

Hei Niu's face turned red: "Mr. Zhao, don't be kidding, such a treasure bow, I just want to increase my knowledge, and I definitely don't dare to think ......about it."

"I'll let you shoot a few arrows, mother-in-law."

The black bull was embarrassed to be pretentious when he heard this, set up an arrow and opened his bow, loosened his fingers, and released an arrow at Gu Bai not far away.

The jet-black fiberglass arrow swished out of the string, accompanied by the sound of breaking the sky, hitting the body of the tree, submerging into a large section, and the body of the arrow left behind still trembled.

The black bull ran over and couldn't pull it out with a lot of effort, turned around and smirked at Zhao Xiang embarrassedly: "Mr. Zhao......"

"What do you think of this bow? Eye-catching? ”

The black bull stroked the bow and sighed, "Peerless Treasure Bow!" ”

This evaluation would be pertinent if it were put forward by a sharpshooter who has read countless bows, but Hei Niu, a small farmer in Wutian Village, is obviously suspicious of sycophancy, and he has never even touched a serious standard bow...... However, Zhao Xiang was very happy to hear it, and waved his hand: "I've sent you!" ”

"Huh? Mr. Zhao, I can't ......"

"What's the matter, a good bow with a hero, not to mention that the two of us fought the enemy together just now, I won't use it, it's just right for you, just send some to the wild things in the future." Zhao Xiang raised his hand and pressed the bow into the arms of the black bull.

This is indeed a good bow, more than a thousand yuan is not a top product, but it is not bad, if it is not for the use of the environment and the difficulty of maintenance, Zhao Xiang will buy a composite bow of three or five thousand yuan, which is more powerful and has a longer range, but the compound bow is delicate and does not meet the condition of "durable".

The black bull grabbed his head and smiled: "With such a good bow, I'm afraid there will be no wild things......"

Zhao Di and Zhang Wen, two sisters and brothers, came out of the crypt and saw Zhao Xiang teaching the black bull to assemble the bow body, so they also came over to watch the excitement.

Knowing that Zhao Xiang gave the bow to the black bull, Zhang Wen was even more happy: "Brother Black Bull, hurry up, shoot the bald donkey of Kaiyuan Temple to death!" ”