Yan Zhen was puzzled in his heart and asked the little monk: "May I ask the surname Yan, what's the difference?" ”

The little monk glanced Yan Zhen up and down, estimated her age, sighed softly and said:

"The donor doesn't know, Master Chang Xin is the most afraid of people surnamed Yan in his life, especially a woman of the donor's age, he is an old man who is timid, if he hides, he may not show up for three or five days, please go back!"

Fu Yan's deep eyebrows and eyes were calm, but the hand holding Yan Zhen subconsciously tightened.

After Yan Zhen noticed it, he raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Then he pulled out his hand vigorously, subconsciously avoided him, and asked the little monk, "Excuse me, what is the reason?" ”

"It all started eighteen years ago."

The little monk looked like he was in his early twenties, but his tone of voice was old-fashioned.

He said: "I also heard from others, eighteen years ago, our temple was famous, the incense was prosperous, and it was not so tattered, there was a man surnamed Yan, with a little girl to apprentice, after being rejected by Master Changxin, he went crazy, burned the temple, and there was a fire at that time!" It burned for three days and three nights......"

The little monk spoke eloquently, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

After speaking, he sighed again and again: "Since then, Master Chang Xin has been frightened, and he is afraid when he sees the person surnamed Yan, especially afraid of meeting the little girl back then."

It is said that the upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, presumably a person who set fire to the temple will not be able to educate any good children.

Master Chang Xin has been a soldier all these years, and hearing the surname Yan is like seeing a flood beast, pitiful, a generation of masters will be scared by a girl......"

Fu Yan turned his head to look at Yan Zhen and noticed the slightly complicated expression on her face, and a faint cool light flashed in her bottomless eyes.

"Okay, I got it!"

Yan Zhen looked at the little monk with a cool gaze, with a trace of regret in his eyes, and was about to say something, Fu Yan spoke one step ahead of her, "Since Master Changxin refuses to see us, then we won't bother for now." ”

"Okay, let's go slowly."

The expression on the little monk's face was as excited as if he had successfully sent off the plague god.

After seeing the two of them leave, the little monk took a detour and went to a relatively remote room.

Pushing the door in, I saw Master Changxin, who had always been calm, hurriedly packing his luggage.

Seeing him coming, he explained: "Zhixing, for the teacher to go out to avoid trouble for a period of time, as short as three months, as long as ten years and eight years, it is also possible, if that woman comes to me again, you say that I go out to travel, and the return date is uncertain......"

However, before he could finish his words, he suddenly heard the door 'bang' and was pushed open.

Yan Zhen, who was wearing a beige cheongsam, stood at the door, looking at him with cold eyes, and his tone was cold: "Old monk, why did you run away when you saw me?" ”

Fu Yan stood behind Yan Zhen, his figure was as majestic as a mountain, and he was not angry and arrogant.

The aura of the two was compelling, and the half-folded clothes in the hands of the Changxin mage fell to the ground, only to feel that his legs were weak, and he almost knelt down for Yan Zhen.

He pretended to be calm and showed a flattering smile, and said to Yan Zhen: "Auntie, this injustice has a debtor and a master, can you watch me work hard to avenge you all these years and spare my life?" ”

The expression on the face of the Zhixing monk on the side was so shocked that he could swallow a goose egg.

What is the origin of this female benefactor surnamed Yan?

Why did the master grovel so much, and still be scared like this?

"You, avenge me?"

Yan Zhen remembered that his stepmother used a strand of hair to murder his father, and the mother and son who were supposed to be reincarnated, but they were led into evil spirits, and he hated this old monk in his heart.

"You hurt my biological father, deceived the old man Fu for 40 million, aided the abuse, did all the bad things, and dared to talk nonsense and said that you were conscientiously avenging me? Do you want to find someone to blame for your evil? ”

"It's just wronged!"

The old monk listened to those sinful things, and his heart was puzzled: "I learned that your stepmother often looted money from you, so I just took the opportunity to collect a large sum of money from her and wrote a few peace charms to her, and I didn't touch a penny of that money. ”

"The old man of the Fu family came to me, I saw that his house was restless, I kindly gave him an old pine tree, and also gave him a suppression charm to keep his house safe, which is also called doing bad things?"

Yan Zhen asked in a cold voice: "Gift?" The sky-high annual fee of 8 million a year, do you call this a gift? ”

"What? Million? ”

Master Chang Xin was so shocked that his voice was raised a few points, "It's nothing, I swear to the Buddha, if I take a penny from Fu Lao, I will not die a good death." ”

Yan Zhen's face was solemn, and when he saw the old monk talking, it didn't look like he was lying.

Fu Yan, who was always standing behind Yan Zhen, saw that she was worried, and her delicate face was full of tiredness, so she knew that she was tired today.

He said, "Since it is not him, it is someone else." ”

Master Chang Xin denied: "No one, I have the final say in the entire Fahua Temple, as long as I say I don't collect money, no one dares to charge a penny, there must be a misunderstanding in this matter, and I hope that the two of you will go back and ask the old man, and give me a clean slate." ”

"Since it's not you, why do you want to run away when you see me?"

Yan Zhen still felt that the old monk was suspicious.

What she didn't understand was why her grandfather, who had always been mature and stable and kind to others, would burn down the temple in a fit of rage.

Why did the Yan family make the well-known Master Changxin so afraid.

"So, your grandfather didn't tell you anything?"

Master Chang Xin's hanging heart was lowered slightly, and he muttered in his mouth: "Of course you have to run away, your Yan family is so crazy, and I still owe you a debt to your Yan family!" Because it's not over, I want to mess up, and if you find it, I'm definitely going to run! ”

"Why do you owe our family?"

"This is going to start before your grandfather got married, but since you don't know, I won't talk about it, you just need to remember that I owe you."

The old monk looked out the window and asked Yan Zhen, "But Miss Yan, the suppression charm I gave has failed, and you shouldn't be stubborn about settling accounts with me now." ”

"I'm here to ask you to return the money, return the old man's money, and my father's business, if you dare to touch my family in the future, I will burn you!"

"It's really not me, and the 40 million is not mine, you can see my dilapidated temple, if I had that money, I would have gilded the Bodhisattva a long time ago......"

Master Chang Xin stomped his feet aggrievedly.

At such an age, it was the first time he had carried such a heavy black cauldron.

Forty million, he has never seen so much money in his life.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he swore to Yan Zhen: "Miss Yan, don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter." ”