"That's the abbot of the Golden Dragon Temple." The white-bearded old man seemed to see Fan Wu's doubts, and specially explained: "Old Dao, I once heard that before he converted to Buddhism, he was a horse bandit in the mountains. ”

"Later, I somehow put down the butcher's knife and became a monk of Jinlong Temple, and now I am the abbot of Jinlong Temple."

"So it's normal for him to have a hot temper."

Speaking of this, the white-bearded old man couldn't help but glance at Fan Wu.

Because of Fan Wu's exaggerated sturdy body and the fierce momentum exuded from his body......

More like a horse bandit in the mountains than the abbot of Jinlong Temple!

"This abbot of the Golden Dragon Temple, although what he said was a little vulgar, he is not wrong." The white-bearded old man frowned, and opened his mouth to analyze: "The one who made a big fuss about the county government last night shouldn't be some demons and monsters, if so, it must be a big demon." ”

"But the kind of big demon who can ignore the emperor's spirit, why should he be so secretive about doing things? And why would they let those catch them leave safely? Totally unreasonable. After all, demons are all cannibals! ”

"So...... Lao Dao thinks that the person who made trouble in the county government last night is more likely to be a person! ”

"Fan Daoyou, what do you think?!"

What can Fan Wu say?

He didn't even understand the concept that the county government had the protection of the emperor.

What advice can you make in this case?

What can you say?

Casual nonsense.

I'm afraid it's going to be exposed!

Besides, he originally wanted to come to paddling, but now that he saw a few people in the county government who were really capable, it strengthened his idea of paddling......

As long as you don't make a contribution, you can perfectly avoid some of the dangers you may encounter next.

Wait until this white-bearded old Taoist and the abbot of Jinlong Temple solve the trouble in the county government......

He asked the magistrate directly for a reward.

At last......

Bloom!

"Poor Dao thinks so too." Eventually, Fan Wu gave an ambiguous smile and uttered a nonsense sentence.

"I didn't expect Fan Daoyou to also have the same idea as Lao Dao, so it seems that this is the real situation!" The white-bearded old Taoist said categorically, and then said with some emotion: "Fan Daoyou is worthy of being a disciple of the Heavenly Master, what it took me a while to figure out, Fan Daoyou thought of it as soon as he came." ”

"Alas, the back waves push the front waves! Mercy mercy. ”

Fan Wu: "? ”

Fan Wu also thought that his liar master had only deceived the government of Jianlong County and those landlords.

As a result, he didn't expect that his liar master could even fool cultivators!

Ah......h

Is it because this white-bearded old man is dizzy and can't see that his liar master is a big liar?

"By the way, I'm a little confused when I'm older, Fan Daoyou, you shouldn't recognize Lao Dao, right?" The white-bearded old Taoist stroked his beard and continued: "The old Taoist number Yang Yizi, when he was young, he was regarded as a Taoist priest of Youfang!" Later, he settled in Jiaolong County and took in two little Taoist children. ”

Yang Yizi, Fan Wu has a little impression of this road number, but not much.

In my memory, the trickster had mentioned this number.

He remembered the liar master, and seemed to be very shy of this Taoist priest named Yang Yizi.

It may be the reason why the liar master knows that Yang Yizi has real things and doesn't want to have too much contact with the other party.

Otherwise, once the stuffing is exposed......

I'm going to sit in prison!

"Amitabha, bull nose...... Ahem! Yang Yizi Daoist, did you find any clues over there? The fat-headed, big-eared, and open-mouthed abbot of the Golden Dragon Temple came over.

He looks quite fat and looks quite amiable at first glance.

But who would have thought that such an abbot of Jinlong Temple was once a horse bandit in the mountains!

Yang Yizi was not angry, he seemed to be an old acquaintance with the abbot of Jinlong Temple.

I have long been accustomed to the foul language of the other party.

He voiced his guess.

When he heard Yang Yizi's guess, the abbot of Jinlong Temple frowned.

But after hearing that Fan Wu also agreed......

His eyebrows furrowed.

The abbot of Jinlong Temple held the Buddha beads and suddenly realized: "It turns out that someone is making ghosts...... This Fan Daochang, who imprisoned the Dragon Temple, also thinks so! That might be the truth. Special mother, the true disciple of the Heavenly Master is amazing! Much stronger than a group of rice buckets in Lao Tzu Temple! ”

"Abbot ......," the warrior monk reminded in a weak tone.

"Amitabha~"

“……”

Fan Wu: "? ”

For a moment, Fan Wu wanted to unscrew all these people's heads, and then break open their brains to see what kind of strange structure was inside.

"Fan Daoyou, what do you think should be done next?" Yang Yizi's words just fell.

Almost everyone present focused their eyes on Fan Wu.

Fan Wu people are numb!

If the trick that happened in the county government can't be resolved, He Caisheng, the magistrate of Long County, will not be able to get the reward promised.

If you can't get a reward, it means that you can only get a dozen taels of silver when you run away.

He wanted to paddle and fish, let the others solve the problem, and enjoy the accomplishments himself.

But who knows...... These guys actually treat him as the backbone!

Whether it was a monk or a Taoist priest present.

They all think that he is very powerful.

Gan!

The root of all evil is still that liar master!

"Where is the place where the evidence is stored in the county office?" Fan Wu took a deep breath and did not answer Yang Yizi, but instead asked this question.

Yang Yizi was stunned, but still replied: "Before Lao Dao entered the county office, he asked the county magistrates, and they told them all the locations in the county office. The place where the county government stores the evidence is in a warehouse on the east side, which is called the Pavilion Warehouse. ”

"Take me to see it." Fan Wu wanted to see if the shackles were still there.

When he arrived at the pavilion library, Fan Wu glanced at the door lock on it.

An unceremonious kick was kicking up.

Boom!!!!

The loud noise startled everyone, only to see that the thick gate of the pavilion library was kicked out by Fan Wu!

The iron lock hanging on the door shows a twisted posture.

Looking at the two door panels lying a few steps away, the abbot of Jinlong Temple swallowed his saliva and muttered in shock: "Special Niang's ...... If this kick falls on me, it will not kick the Buddha and my soul away. ”

Fan Wu didn't care about the monk's self-talk.

He walked straight into the Cabinet Vault.

Then, I saw a familiar pair of shackles, lying quietly on a wooden shelf in the pavilion vault.

The shackles weren't taken away?

Fan Wu frowned.

According to Liu Zhutou's statement, not long after the other party brought the shackles back to the county office, he encountered a strange incident.

Think of the weird inscription on the flail.

That shows that the occurrence of trickery is inseparable from this shackle.

"Fan Daoyou, are you watching...... Well? Yang Yizi walked up, and before he finished speaking, his eyes were attracted by the flail.

"This thing...... What a strong yin and evil aura! Yang Yizi was shocked.

"Do you recognize it?" Fan Wu turned his head sideways and asked.

Yang Yizi shook his head and replied: "I don't recognize the old way, but these inscriptions above look very evil. This must have been some kind of crooked evil demon with a bad mind, and it was burned on it. ”

Fan Wu asked again: "The county government didn't tell you about this flail last night?" ”

Yang Yizi was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

The same is true for the abbot of the Golden Dragon Temple.

Fan Wu: "......"

The county government is really a bunch of wine bags and rice bags!

If you don't tell these monks and Taoists about such a critical matter, you are not afraid of accidentally killing these monks and Taoists.

Helpless.

He could only tell the events of last night in the simplest sentences.

After listening, Yang Yizi and the abbot of Jinlong Temple ......

They are all lost in thought.

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