Chapter 385: Chongxi Bride - Killing intent is pervasive

When the pilgrims outside heard the movement, they also crowded into the main hall.

Although Fang Lao Dao was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, after all, he was an old monster who had lived for more than a hundred years, and he had already cultivated the ability to not be surprised by any change.

Just sat there without saying a word, waiting for the pilgrims to vent their indignation.

Some pilgrims tried to go to the chest to retrieve their money, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not get close to the box containing the bank.

It was as if there was an invisible wall in front of it.

This incident did not take long to alarm the master of the Taoist temple and the stewards.

The pilgrims were forced to give way, and the contemplators and stewards entered the main hall in fear.

When they saw the young version of Shizu, they all showed shocked expressions.

"You, who are you?" The viewer actually seemed to have no knowledge of their master at all, as if he was facing a great enemy, "You, what have you done to our master?" ”

Several Taoist temple administrators who came in thought that their master had been harmed by the person in front of them, and then disguised themselves as him.

The old man, who was originally full of ravines, with white hair and beard and even eyebrows, suddenly became a young man in his thirties with shiny skin, and everyone would be surprised.

"I am your ancestor." Fang Zhiyuan was so angry that he wanted to slap him a few times, he didn't even know his ancestor anymore, he should be beaten.

"Master, what are you, what's going on?"

Fortunately, Shizu's voice has not changed.

"Why did you become so young?"

Fang Laodao had already thought of what to say, and said calmly: "Don't make a fuss, I'm just a blessing in disguise." ”

"A blessing in disguise?"

The disciples and grandchildren are completely unclear, can they still get through the second pulse of Ren Tong if they are injured.

Fang Laodao thought for a while and lied: "Originally, over the years, being a teacher has only become old because some of the meridians are blocked and the cultivation is restricted.

And this time I was injured, but I inadvertently opened up the blocked meridians, and I have gained a lot from these days of retreat, and I have achieved a small success, so I will become younger.

But I'm not used to being too young, so I'm just going to change my face. ”

Although the Taoist priests thought it was incredible, their trust in their ancestors had formed an instinct.

As long as it is said by the master, they will believe it.

Of course, there is no doubt about it.

"I see, I see, it's really gratifying!" The administrators of the Taoist temple were busy kneeling and kowtowing and saying blessings.

But in the eyes of the pilgrims, when they sing together, they are acting.

"I'm afraid, the Taoist priests of the entire Taoist temple are some liars.

Say that after being injured, you will become younger, coaxing children! A bunch of liars, all liars.

It turned out that there were no old immortals in their hundreds.

The Taoist priests here are all fake, and they are all deceitful. ”

Looking at the pilgrims who were still indignant, the Taoist priests all looked at each other, and they had no idea for a while.

The old fairy touches his head, which is the main financial income of the Taoist temple, and there are hundreds of Taoist priests in the Taoist temple, and the cost of food and clothing is actually very large.

Some Taoist priests have even married wives at the foot of the mountain, and they still have to support a few families.

In the past, the Taoist temple here was also unable to make ends meet, but later a Taoist priest who was more proficient in franchising finally came up with this idea of making money quickly.

With this project, the economic situation of the temple has been greatly improved, and it has finally become rich from poverty.

Then, the entire Taoist temple was developed benignly, and more and more people came here to learn Taoism, and more and more pilgrims came.

The incense is getting stronger and stronger, and the life of the Taoist priests is getting more and more moist.

There are more and more ghosts catching business, and the skills that Taoist priests have learned are becoming more and more solid.

Except for this project, they feel that they have been doing good all the time.

Sometimes, they even help the poor.

How can you be called a big liar?

Some Taoist priests felt strangely aggrieved.

To put it bluntly, pilgrims are their customers, their gods.

They also have to show the attitude of the service provider, so that they feel that it is worth the money to add sesame oil here.

Pilgrims have difficult problems, and they have to solve them seriously, so that they will have a good reputation and attract more pilgrims.

But if this matter is exposed, maybe there will be no pilgrims to add sesame oil money in the future.

In other words, in the future, their economic resources will be cut off.

But how do you keep their mouths shut when there are so many people here? It's impossible to kill them all.

After pondering for a while, the contemplator said to the pilgrims, "Listen to me, the master is indeed our one hundred and fifty-year-old master, and he is like a fake.

But it's really only because I'm advanced that I'm younger.

Don't get me wrong! ”

But it was clear that no one would believe the words of the Lord, and the trouble was even worse.

The viewer held his forehead, gritted his teeth and said, "In this way, if you want to return the silver, then return it."

Those who have already given the money will have to be taken in the queue.

Let him who has not yet given the money depart. ”

However, none of the pilgrims left, and they all said that they had given the silver, and anyway, there was no formation to speak of, and it was already in chaos.

Who knows who has not yet given money?

Since they are all liars, some pilgrims also want to fish in troubled waters.

"Is the light back this time? Then over the years, I have spent dozens of taels of silver, and I should return it together. A pilgrim shouted.

"I've spent a few hundred taels of silver."

Some pilgrims' eyes lit up, and they all said that they had come to the old Taoist priest to touch their heads dozens or even hundreds of times.

If you want to retreat, you will return it all.

At this moment, the viewer was dumbfounded, and everyone retreated dozens of taels, hundreds of taels, and then it was okay.

Perhaps, when they hear the rumors, they will come to return the money.

How good is that?

The matter was not easy to solve, and the viewers had no choice but to look at their master with small eyes.

How should it be solved?

In this hall alone, I am afraid that there are thousands of people, and if you count the pilgrims outside, there may be more than 10,000 people.

If they heard the news, they would have asked for the money to be returned.

Fang Laodao looked at the crowd of angry pilgrims in the main hall, and there was already a trace of killing intent in his eyes.

The solution, of course, is to kill them once and for all, as if it had never happened.

Otherwise, there is no way to end it.

"Close the door to the main hall." Thinking of this, the killing intent in Fang Laodao's eyes became even stronger, and he instructed his disciple, the master of the Taoist temple.

"Master, you, what are you going to do?"

The viewer was so frightened that his heart trembled for a while, and he had already understood what their master meant.

But he didn't really want to do this, after all, it would be against heaven for a compassionate monk to go on a killing spree.

"What else can I do for now?" Lao Dao squinted his eyes and stared at the pilgrims who were making trouble with murderous intent.

His reputation for more than 100 years cannot be ruined because of these troublesome pilgrims.

Seeing that he is about to succeed and is about to build a foundation, as long as he crosses that hurdle, he doesn't have to borrow his life.

You can't go wrong here.

When the door of the main hall slowly closed, the pilgrims finally noticed that something was wrong, and they finally realized that the so-called old fairy actually wanted to kill them.

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