"Brush, brush, brush." Seeing that Qin Hui smashed the table, the brocade guards behind him all unsheathed their swords, lest Qin Hui draw their swords and hurt people.

Qin Hui, Fu Yuechi had already heard of it in the mouth of his father, Fu Tianqiu. However, as the saying goes, it is better to be famous than to see it, so Fu Yuechi, who is just hearsay, thinks that this so-called Qin County Order is no matter how high the martial arts are, that is, the level of Zuo Qianhu.

As for the ability to fly away, Fu Yuechi felt that he didn't see it, it must have been bragged and blown out by others. What's more, the official is a first-class crushing person, his father is a first-class member of the imperial court, and Qin Hui, a small county order, is just a seven-rank sesame official.

"Oops! And slap the table! The surname is Qin, you were asked by me to your heart, and now you are angry! Fu Yuechi looked at Qin Hui with coldness in her eyes, and said unrelentingly.

"Why, I broke your heart, and now even I want to kill me!"

Looking at Qin Hui's hand, he held it on the hilt of the sword again. Although Fu Yuechi was unconvinced, he was still frightened and retreated.

"Enough" Fu Tianqiu looked at Qin Hui beside him and was really angry, knowing that Qin Hui was not easy to mess with, he reprimanded Fu Yuechi loudly; "What do you know? Don't retreat yet. ”

"Sister, look at Dad!" When Fu Yuechi heard this, she hugged her sister's arm full of grievances, looking unhappy.

Looking at his aggrieved daughter, Fu Tianqiu turned to Qin Hui and smiled; "The little girl is spoiled by me, I hope Lord Qin won't be surprised!"

Qin Hui swept her eyes, and Fu Yuechi, who had tears in her eyes, looked at her aggrieved appearance and shook her head, and said; "Don't worry, I'm not going to be angry with a little girl."

"What a child! I haven't said anything yet! That's the cry! Qin Hui looked at Fu Yuechi, who was sobbing softly, and Fu Qingfeng, who was coaxing her, shook her head, and let go of the hilt of the sword in her hand.

Listening to Qin Hui's words, Fu Tianqiu also showed a wry smile. Because he didn't expect that Qin Hui would actually draw his sword instead of explaining Yuechi's questioning.

Looking at Qin Hui, who was no longer showing a cold light in his eyes, Fu Tianqiu also pinched a cold sweat, after all, Fu Tianqiu had seen Qin Hui's methods. In his opinion, if Qin Hui really didn't give up, with the protection of these brocade guards and Zuo Qianhu, I am afraid that there would really be nothing to do with Qin Hui.

Fu Tianqiu smiled at Qin Hui, and then beckoned to the Jinyi guard who was in a dilemma behind him, and ordered; "You go to the back kitchen and see if it's like what the little monk said."

"It's adults" The brocade guards who had seen Qin Hui's methods, and after seeing that they didn't have to do anything, they couldn't help wiping the cold sweat that broke out on their foreheads. Then the two of them separated and walked quickly into the back kitchen.

"My lord! What the little monk said seems to be true! After rummaging through the two people who entered, there was an exclamation from the two of them.

"My lord! You see! Two brocade guards who ran out, one holding a blood-stained robe, and the other holding a package, said to Qin Hui and the others.

Looking at the blood-stained robe, the little monk couldn't help crying; "Master! It's all because the disciples are not good! If I hadn't always said that you were hungry, you wouldn't have been poisoned by the villains! ”

Fu Tianqiu looked at the little monk who was crying sadly, folded the blood-stained robe, put it in front of him, and said; "The master got out of the sea of suffering and returned to the Western Heavenly Bliss, don't be sad!"

"What a bliss in the western heavens! Isn't it dead yet! When the little monk heard this, he cried even more sadly.

"Master! I don't want you to go to the Western Heavens! I just need you to stay with me! The little monk held the blood-stained robe and kept wailing.

Fu Tianqiu looked at the package that the other brocade guard was holding, and then made a color at him.

"Little master, this is your master's relic, I found it on the side, you can take it." The brocade guard put the package in his hand in front of the little monk's eyes.

The little monk listened, touched his tears, and opened the package.

As the package was opened, a twenty-centimeter-high, shining golden Buddha first appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Golden Buddha! White jade Buddha beads! White jade bracelet! "Looking at these things that are obviously not ordinary, everyone was taken aback.

Qin Hui looked at these treasures and asked the little monk; "I'm afraid these things have a lot of origin! Little monk, tell me, where did you get these, and what is your name? ”

Listening to Qin Hui's words, the little monk replied without thinking about it; "My Dharma name is Baiyun, and I have been practicing with my master in Xiangguo Temple. Later, something happened in the temple, and the temple was burned down by a group of masked men. So Master took me out and started a life of wandering. These things were given to us by the master of the temple, so let's take them out and not fall into the wrong hands. ”

"White clouds! White clouds! After Qin Hui looked at the Golden Buddha and other treasures, she looked at the little monk again, and quickly thought about the plot in her mind.

"This white cloud is none other than A Chinese Ghost Story, the old monk in the third part! Well! I'm afraid that's the case! Otherwise, if the name is the same, these magic weapons will not be the same! After thinking about it for a while, Qin Hui felt that only this statement could barely be justified.

"Sangkokuji Temple! I've heard the name. But the current Xiangguo Temple has long been turned into ashes, I'm afraid you won't be able to go back! After Zuo Qianhu thought about it, he said a little unbearably.

"Xiangguoji Temple is gone! Whining! When the little monk heard this, he cried again; My master's biggest dream is to return to Sangkookji Temple. Now not only is the master dead, but even Xiangguo Temple is gone! What can I do? ”

After crying for a while, the little monk suddenly turned from crying to laughter and said with great joy; "No, Xiangguo Temple is gone, I can build it! In this way, I won't be able to help him fulfill his wish! ”

The more the little monk thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense, and finally stood up with a pat on his head. and said to Qin Hui and the others who were looking at him as if they were looking at a mental illness; "Yes, yes, yes. I have memorized all the scriptures in my head, and as long as I have money, I can rebuild Xiangguoji Temple. And after the Xiangguo Temple was built, I was the presiding officer of the Xiangguo Temple. When the time comes, I will recruit some little monks, and Xiangguo Temple will be there again! ”

Looking at the little monk who was a little crazy, Fu Yuechi on the side poked his head out of his sister's shoulder and said with red eyes; "It costs money to build a temple, and a statue of the Buddha with a golden body costs thousands of taels of silver. You little monk, if you build a temple as big as Xiangguo Temple, there will be less gold. Now that I sell you, it's not enough money for a Buddha statue, so where will you find so much money to build a temple when the time comes? ”

"Moon Pool!" When Fu Tianqiu heard this, he immediately glared angrily at Fu Yuechi, so frightened that she quickly retracted her head.

"Money, money, money, money, money!" The little monk shook his head anxiously, and kept patting his head with both hands.

watched the little monk keep turning in circles, and slapped his head fiercely, and kept saying the words of money and money in his mouth. Zuo Qianhu looked at Qin Hui and the others beside him, and said in a low voice; "Two adults, this monk has been hit so hard, I think he is probably crazy!"

Fu Tianqiu listened, nodded in agreement, and said; "Yes! What a pity! This little monk looks like he is in his teens, such a big child, not only homeless, but also crazy! What a pathetic! ”

"Money! Money! Money! Where is the money! The little monk sat on the ground, rummaging through the package. But there was nothing in the package except for the golden Buddha and two magic weapons.

The little monk held the golden Buddha in his arms and shook his head, shook his head and sighed; "That's how heavy! Not enough! ”

Looking at the appearance of the little monk, a smile appeared on the corner of Qin Hui's mouth, and he said seductively; "Little monk, do you really want money so much? Uncle is rich! Qin Hui said, taking out a gold brick from the space, looking like a strange man.

"Scared!" Looking at Qin Hui's smile, everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back.