Coincidentally, the temple that came to my mind before was also two in front and back.

Suspecting that the temple Zhang Wei said was exactly what he was looking for, Chu Feng turned his direction again.

This side of the mountain forest is not big, it is not small, and it is not so easy to find an inconspicuous temple in the vast forest without using spells and physical inertia.

But fortunately, Zhang Wei had a certain impression of that place, pointed the way a few times, and described the surrounding shape. Chu Feng determined the approximate location.

More than 20 minutes later, Chu Feng rushed to the temple with Zhang Wei and Black Cat before everyone else.

Different from the dilapidated and old described by Zhang Wei before, the temple is very new, and the walls are red all over, which is particularly eye-catching; The plaques are all made of gold and sparkle in the sun; The branches and leaves of the linden tree in the courtyard are swaying, and the posture is sultry.

In front of the Buddha hall, the statue of the god Veda with one hand on the waist and the other hand holding the demon pestle, domineering and majestic.

If it weren't for the desertion and the absence of a single pilgrim, anyone would think that this was a temple with flourishing incense.

"What a change here!"

Zhang Wei, who had been here once, looked inside with a probe and a curiosity in his eyes.

"Amitabha"

With a loud Buddha name, a middle-aged monk with a shiny face and full of wealth flashed out.

Zhang Wei, who was concentrating, was so frightened that he sat on the ground.

"I'm going to your mother next door, why don't you make any sound when you walk, I'm scared to death grandma"

The rich monk's face changed suddenly, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhang Wei, gritted his teeth and said: "Bastard, the old man remembers your voice, you yelled on the cliff that day, and it was you who caused the old man to fall off the cliff."

Zhang Wei was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the middle-aged monk with a hellish expression.

"Falling from such a high place, you are still alive"

The rich middle-aged monk snorted twice, and was about to speak, when he suddenly saw Chu Feng standing behind Zhang Wei, his expression was stunned, and he smiled bitterly: "Chen Shiyi, Chen Daochang, you are really ghostly."

Chu Feng, who was regarded as a ghost again, walked up and made a gesture.

"Master Huihai, again, Poor Dao is not Chen Shiyi"

The middle-aged monk who was full of wealth, that is, Huihai, sighed and said, "Lao Qu doesn't care if you are a human or a ghost, this time is different from the past-"

"Drip, warn the host not to divulge the existence of the Buddhist Sect Revitalization System, otherwise, it will be wiped out on the spot."

A thunderous voice resounded in Hui Hai's mind.

“ＱＮＭＬＧＢ！ The old man needs you to remind him, he has been a supervisor for so long, and he has seen many big people, what to do and what not to do, I can use you to teach, your voice is so loud, do you want to scare the old man to death. Hui Hai scolded in his heart.

"Uh, host, don't divulge the existence of the Buddha Sect Revitalization System, otherwise, you will be wiped out on the spot."

The sound of the system is much quieter than it was just now.

Hui Hai snorted coldly in his heart, but on the surface, there was no change at all.

"Dao Chief, the old man has already experienced life and death, and now, ghosts are like floating clouds to me."

"Poor Dao is really not a ghost"

Chu Feng said helplessly.

Hui Hai glanced at Chu Feng deeply, turned his head to look at Zhang Wei who got up from the ground, and said with an unkind face: "The old man you killed last time fell off the cliff and died, do you want to give the old man an explanation." ”

"What's that?"

Zhang Wei looked puzzled.

Hui Hai stretched out five fingers, glanced at Zhang Wei's clothes, and bent down another one.

"Don't have more, 400,000 yuan, take it out, we will clear it."

"Dead bald donkey, you want money crazy."

Zhang Wei scolded when he opened his mouth, don't say that there is no 400,000, if there is, he will not give it.

Hui Hai looked Zhang Wei up and down, and the corners of his mouth outlined a trace of disdain.

"Look at your stalls, Lao Wei also knows that you have no money, so as long as you take out 50,000 yuan, the grievances between you and Lao Wei will be written off, hmph, if the bank didn't freeze Lao Gao's account, hundreds of thousands of dollars would be a fart in Lao Gao's eyes."

Huihai, who used to be a temple supervisor, has a kind of local tyrant who regards money as dung.

"You don't have any, you want me to pay 50,000 yuan, don't even think about it, I have 500 million meters of green worms, I want to take it."

Zhang Wei patted the little Zhang Wei below, very single.

As a child from an ordinary family, his growth and school career exhausted his parents' savings, and after graduation, the job search was not smooth, and the price of goods was so high, he had no money left.

Huihai turned his head and glanced at Chu Feng, who was silent, and said to Zhang Wei after a pause: "For the sake of you and the Taoist Chief, Lao Wei will take a step back, as long as you take out 18,000, the previous things will be erased, otherwise Lao Wei wants you to look good."

This time, Zhang Wei simply remained silent.

Huihai was annoyed, pointed at Zhang Wei and said, "You will have a bloody disaster"

"Dead bald donkey, you dare to curse me" Zhang Wei opened his mouth and scolded.

Hui Hai turned his head and walked towards the Buddhist hall.

"Don't go, bald donkey"

Zhang Wei raised his leg to follow.

I was too excited to notice that the threshold was a little high, and when I fell and touched my head to the ground, bright red blood flowed out of the broken place, covering my face.

"What did the old man say, the Bloody Plague is coming?"

Hui Hai turned around and said gloatingly.

Zhang Wei was furious, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from his face, got up, and pounced.

Hui Hai dodged lightly.

Zhang Wei chased after him, but unexpectedly stepped on a banana peel and fell to the ground again, and a lot of blood oozed from the injured place.

"The Second Bloodlight Plague"

Hui Hai said proudly.

Zhang Wei raised his head and yelled outside.

"Brother Hei, your brother was bullied, you just watched like that"

Well, a black cat with black clothes and smooth fur like silk jumped in, looking at Huihai with unkind eyes.

"Chen Shiyi's Cat"

Hui Hai frowned slightly.

"It's a poor cat"

Chu Feng floated in like a gust of wind.

Hui Hai's eyes shrank.

"Dao Chief, good means"

Chu Feng walked in front of Zhang Wei, squatted down, and wiped away the blood on his face and the wound on his forehead with a wave of his hand.

"How much money do you have now?"

Zhang Wei was stunned for a moment, and then lowered his head.

"Less than seven thousand"

"So little"

Chu Feng was stunned.

Zhang Wei was even more ashamed, and his neck was red.

"People in their twenties, they don't even have 10,000 yuan, what school do you go to, what books do you read, it's better to become a monk in the morning, the old man is not ten years older than you, the deposit is five million, three sets of real estate, one set of stores, three lovers, all beautiful, one of them also gave birth to a child for the old man, people are better than people, the old man can be angry with you."

Huihai's heart was full of crushing pleasure, because he was green, and the grievances of being swept out of the Lingchan Temple were swept away.

Zhang Wei was angry and retorted: "I don't deceive people, I don't harm the society, I go to school and work step by step, save money, play games at most, if there is any problem, don't be poor, like you, as a monk, unscrupulous money, play with women, there is no quality at all, what's the big deal." ”