Liu Mian's words made Wan An feel like he had been splashed with a bucket of water on his head, maybe it was boiling water or maybe cold water, but it blocked Wan An's mouth anyway.

What is Ciren Temple? It is the place where the Queen Mother's dearest younger brother Sexual Idle Mage became a monk, and the Son of Heaven ordered it to be built, and it was built by Fang Yingwu himself back then, and even the Sexual Idle Mage who had been missing for decades was recovered by Fang Yingwu.

Just like the Queen Mother can't help Wan Guifei, Wan Guifei can't help the Queen Mother. The Son of Heaven is a filial person, no matter how much he favors Wan Guifei, it is impossible to kill his biological mother for Wan Guifei. Not to mention that he Wan'an, a first-aided man with unjust roots, has no confidence to argue with the Queen Mother.

Ciren Temple is the private domain of the Queen Mother, and the wind can enter the rain and the king can not enter. Even if he Wan'an has 10,000 guts, it is impossible for him to break into Ciren Temple and do misdeeds, which is tantamount to directly slapping the queen mother in the face, the Son of Heaven will definitely not spare himself, and no one will help him turn around.

Wan An couldn't help but ask again: "Did Fang Yingwu really enter Ciren Temple?" Liu Mian nodded and replied, "Can I still lie to you?" Been there for days. ”

Thousands of calculations, but not here! Wan An was immediately annoyed, Fang Yingwu's relationship with the Sex Idle Mage had been low-key for many years, and he actually missed it! If Fang Yingwu hides in Ciren Temple as a shrinking turtle, no one will be able to do anything with him! From beginning to end, Fang Yingwu just used himself to trap Master Xu, and he didn't have any idea to fight back at all!

If there is really a person who is upright and enforces the law strictly, maybe he dares to break in, this is called being upright and not afraid of shadows or being justified to walk all over the world, but is he Wan'an such a person? Is there such a person in Wanjia?

When Wan An was about to beat his chest, he happened to catch a glimpse of the faint smug look on Liu Mian's face. Anger rushed out again. "Your son-in-law is so calculating, are you very proud in your heart? But don't rejoice too soon. We'll see! ”

"Do you want to break in?" Liu Mian was worried about Wan An instead, this was not his fake compassion. It's really worried about Wan'an. If Wan An loses his mind and does something out of the ordinary, and is slapped by the Son of Heaven in anger, and then he Liu Mian carries the position in order, then he will want to cry without tears! He has already thought very clearly, being the first assistant can't be in the Chenghua Dynasty!

Wan An was depressed and said hatefully: "Don't worry, I won't kill myself!" ”

Liu Mian suddenly felt a little sympathy for this old partner, and when he was an opponent with Fang Yingwu, the saddest thing was often to suffer a loss. I want to go crazy again.

At this moment, in the treasure hall of Ciren Temple, three people sat on the futon and chatted without a word. The trio is weird, one is a middle-aged monk, the other is a young scholar, and the other is a young eunuch.

Among them, the young scholar is the Fang Yingwu who has disappeared from public view for several days, and the middle-aged monk is the mage of sexual leisure. As for the young eunuchs, there are not many people who know them, but Zhang Yong, who is used in Renshou Palace.

The idle mage said to the other party: "The poor monk is originally a transcendent person who jumps out of the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements. It's all to blame for the benefactor who dragged the poor monk back into the red dust and rolled around. If it weren't for the mortal karma that owes you, the Queen Mother sent Eunuch Zhang to speak, and the poor monk would never let you enter the mountain gate. ”

Fang Yingwu replied: "The master is too worried, Xiaosheng is just a few days away from your temple." In the future, naturally do not disturb the master's cultivation. ”

The mage said to the little novice outside the door, "Please prepare to shave for the benefactor!" ”

"What? Tonsure? Fang Yingwu subconsciously raised his hand to cover his bandana, "Why do you want to shave?" ”

The mage said impatiently: "You personally said that you want to become a monk, why do you not shave your ordination?" ”

Fang Yingwu hurriedly shouted, "The mage has misunderstood! I mean the kind of practice that leads the way. It seems to be called a layman? ”

"Amitabha! Our temple has never had a layman, nor has it been settled in. The Sex Mage replied.

Definitely not shaved bald. Fang Yingwu, whose appearance and hairstyle are indispensable, has a feeling of reining in the precipice: "Then board, board first!" You can always lend your room to outsiders for boarding! ”

At this time, monasteries and Taoist temples often had guest rooms. It is provided for the boarding of readers, so it is said that Fang Yingwu has this point. The mage is a sincere and indifferent person, although he doesn't like to disturb his quietness, but he also knows that he can't shirk it, so he can only agree.

When Fang Yingwu saw that he was decided, he put his mind at ease, and said with idle nonsense: "I am a Dharma Master, Xiaosheng also has great kindness to you, don't Buddhists pay attention to repaying gratitude?" Even if you don't repay the favor, you have to end the cause and effect! ”

The mage said disdainfully: "The donor is saying that this world is rich? You trapped the poor monk in the golden shackles, thinking that it was a grace, but in fact, it was just your feelings, and the poor monk never regarded wealth as a kindness in his heart! ”

Although Fang Yingwu often pretends to be forced, he is not used to others pretending to be forced, and complained: "Master, you are obsessed!" Gold dust and wealth are all appearances, what is the difference between poverty and poverty? But you are affected by these moods, and you still can't cultivate, and you can't see through it! ”

Master Xian's eyes widened, and he clasped his hands together and said: "Master Fang really has a fate with my Buddha, come here, prepare for Master Fang to shave!" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a monk enter the temple.

No way! Fang Yingwu was taken aback, this mage really can't stand the joke, he actually does it seriously?

Then I heard the monk who came in and said to Master Xingxian: "I just sent the guests out of the mountain gate, and suddenly I saw that all the shops on the opposite side had changed hands, and after inquiring, they were all accepted by the Wan family. ”

Eunuch Zhang, who had been silent for a long time, spoke: "Could it be that the other side wants to stare at the temple and block Mr. Fang in the temple?" Fang Yingwu asked in disbelief: "Isn't it so exaggerated?" Won't you go out through the side door? ”

At this time, another little novice came in and said to Master Xingxian: "I came in from the back door to carry firewood, and I saw that several rice and flour carpenter shops in the back street had changed people, and I heard that they were all sold to ten thousand families. ”

Fang Yingwu was speechless, and now he didn't believe it, he had to believe that Wan Jia took the stupidest method, and actually took down all the surroundings of Ciren Temple, and sent people to keep an eye on it, just afraid that he would suffer an accident as soon as he left the temple. Of course, there is no loss of Wanjia, Ciren Temple is located in a prosperous place, and the surrounding land is not a loss.

Originally, he just planned to hide for a few days, and then sneak out, and once the wind is not right, he will hide in again, and use Ciren Temple as a safe house, but how can he get out like this? Fang Yingwu couldn't help but complain: "Are these shops all timid and afraid of things!" Such a good land can also be willing to go! ”

The little novice replied: "I heard that there are people from the East Factory who help Wanjiaqiang buy and sell, and also arrange for Fanzi to be stationed, how dare those shops get along with the East Factory?" That's why it changed hands so quickly, almost in a day. ”

East Factory? Fang Yingwu couldn't help but scold in his heart, Wang Zhi, I'll top your lungs! (To be continued......)