Chapter 180: Methods

"Whether they exist or not, they are not needed. The pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Qian Cangyi did not prove to answer Qian Jiangyue's question, "Moreover, this kind of thing doesn't matter at all, no matter who the ultimate profiteer is, it has nothing to do with us." ”

After hearing Qian Cangyi's words, Qian Jiangyue chose to be silent, and he gently stirred the incense burner in front of the statue of Totarihan.

After a while, he said to Qian Cangyi: "Give me the incense, I don't want to look for it slowly." ”

"What are you going to do?" While asking, Qian Cangyi handed the two inferior incense sticks in his hand to Qian Jiangyue.

After taking the incense, Qian Jiangyue directly inserted the incense in her hand into the incense burner upside down, and then kept stirring in the incense burner, and before turning twice, the incense broke, and then, Qian Jiangyue threw the incense burner to the ground. At the same time, his actions also attracted the attention of the guarding monks, although the popularity was not high, but after all, the Luohan Hall had eighteen sculptures, and in terms of value, it was not much lower than the Guanyin Hall.

"What are you doing!" A young monk walked towards Qianjiangyue with an angry face.

"Is it necessary?" Qian Cangyi asked with a frown.

"What are you worried about? We're daytime now. Qian Jiangyue moved her gaze to the monk's face.

After the monk rushed over, he pointed to Qianjiangyue and said, "This gentleman, please don't do this, it will damage the items in our temple." ”

"You guys are fake." Qian Jiangyue took a step further and stood in front of the monk with a tougher momentum.

"What's fake?" The monk was stunned.

"He said that these Buddha statues have no effect at all." Qian Cangyi helped explain.

"Sincerity is spirituality, this benefactor, even if you encounter something unpleasant, you don't need to do it, right? Moreover, the main duty of the eighteen Arhats of the Arhat Hall is to eliminate evil spirits and other evil thoughts, not to fulfill the wishes of the donor. The monk tried to persuade to persuade Qianjiangyue.

"What did you just say?" Qian Jiangyue asked loudly.

"I ......" the monk felt like he had met a madman.

"Did you just say that the main duty of these arhats is to destroy evil spirits?" is obviously wrong first, but judging from the momentum alone, Qian Jiangyue is still on the side of reason.

"This gentleman, please don't mess around, if you do this again, I'll call the security guard." The monk's persuasion was fruitless, and he directly threatened.

"Am I messing around, or are you just cheating money?" Qian Jiangyue asked, "I met a ghost, but these things didn't protect me at all, you say, do you want to return the money to me?" I'll give you an example of incivility, even if a prostitute wants to sell her body, she should satisfy her customers, right? This is the basic of the service, and if even such a simple request cannot be met, then the guest should have the right to ask for a refund. ”

"You...... You ......" and insults, the monk could no longer calm down and shouted loudly to the security guard.

"If you sell something, you can't sell it, and the customer wants a refund, so you want to use force to expel it? What is the difference between this behavior and robbers? Qian Jiangyue pointed the index finger of her right hand at the monk's nose.

His questioning voice was very loud, and the eyes of the surrounding games were drawn to him.

Although they are interested, there are not many tourists who really want to know more about it.

Qian Cangyi took two steps back, widening the distance between him and Qian Jiangyue.

Is this guy crazy?

He thought to himself.

The two security guards soon came to the Luohan Palace, with a height of 1.8 meters and a strong body, like two high mountains.

"It's this person who is making trouble, kick him out, and if he keeps making trouble, call the police and arrest him." The monk had a cold face, wanting to teach Qian Jiangyue a lesson.

"Sir, please come with us." Two security guards stood in front of Qian Jiangyue.

Qian Jiangyue shook her head and did not speak.

The two security guards glanced at each other, and then stretched out their hands at the same time, ready to grab Qian Jiangyue's arms and pull him out of Chunhuai Temple, but their movements were dodged by Qian Jiangyue.

"Sir, if you don't cooperate, we can only say sorry in advance." The security guard didn't do it right away.

"Needless to say, I'm sorry." Qian Jiangyue grinned.

The two security guards glanced at each other again, and then rushed directly towards Qian Jiangyue, this time both of them stretched out their fists, targeting Qian Jiangyue's chest, Qian Jiangyue flashed sideways, and then used his shoulder to hit the lower ribs of the security guard who was closer to him, but his action also revealed a flaw, and he was caught by another security guard.

Without any hesitation, Qian Jiangyue stomped on the heel of his right foot and grabbed his security guard, and his strength was very strong, which could be distinguished from the purple complexion of the security guard.

Qian Cangyi watched all this silently, and he felt a little powerless about Qian Jiangyue's unprepared plan in front of him.

The three of them were entangled in each other, and both sides fought quite hard.

Seeing that the situation had developed like this, Qian Cangyi did not look at it anymore, he walked to the Buddha statue and wiped a handful of vermilion paint with his hand, and then smeared the paint on his face, but ran, he shouted as he ran, "Dead man, dead man, the security guard beat dead man!" "The more you shout, the louder it gets.

The unsuspecting tourists were slightly stunned when they saw it, and did not react very much.

At this time, the monks guarding the Arhat Hall chased after him.

Qian Cangyi's wild running and crazy rumors attracted countless eyes and security guards, and soon, a large number of people followed him.

"Don't get me wrong, someone is making trouble, and there are no dead people at all." The monk could only keep explaining, over and over again.

Some security guards and monks also joined in the chase after Qian Cangyi.

In the midst of countless chaotic voices, Qian Cangyi heard something that interested him.

"Huijue, why did this happen again, it only happened in a month, don't you want to see the Luohan Palace?"

When Qian Cang turned around, he saw a monk about fifty years old, with a red robe in addition to the brown robe.

"Abbot of Qingyuan, I ......" The monk named Huijue is the monk who guards the Arhat Temple.

After running around like this, Qian Cangyi found that he was back in the Luohan Palace, and at this time, Qian Jiangyue had already solved the two security guards, but his face was also full of blood. However, Qian Cangyi didn't see any painful emotions in his eyes, only fanaticism.

Ahead, a group of security guards also appeared, and as soon as Qian Cangyi was stopped, his rumor-mongering journey came to an end.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" Qian Cang raised his hands and showed that he had no malicious intent.

"Throw these two guys out!" Hui Jue roared.

He's really, really angry right now.

"Do tourists who come to worship the Buddha also throw it out? Is this how you treat tourists? When Qian Jiangyue said these words, she was upright.

"Oh, do I have to thank you?" The corners of Huijue's mouth twitched a few times, "Just when your friend ran around just now, the number of visitors to Chunhuai Temple decreased by about one-fifth, do you know how much incense money this is?" ”