"Tell me, why do you pretend to be the leader of the sect and deceive the believers. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Yuan Wenrui, as a deacon of the Jishi Holy Sect, has a very good life. But he deeply understands a truth, his good life is not long.

He was different from other deacons in that he had a broader perspective. Yuan Wenrui saw a lot of things, and the development speed of this Jishi Holy Sect was not something that these small characters could keep up with. And when they can't keep up with the speed of development of the Holy Religion, then this deacon will definitely not be sitting on him.

At one time, he just wanted to eat with his mouth, and came to the Jishi Holy Sect, not believing that there was a god in the world. But when the miracle was in front of him, he had to believe it. But he understands that the entire Buddha view is probably only the only one who has such ability.

After being in the Jishi Holy Sect for a long time, he could see that the sect leader was playing a big game. As a deacon, he knew that the sect leader was currently targeting Qingchuan Academy. He didn't understand why, but he knew that the sect leader's ambitions were far more than Qingchuan.

These days, he has found deacons with out-of-town accents joining. If he was not mistaken, the scope of the Jishi Holy Sect was constantly expanding.

And with the expansion of power, the strength of his subordinates must also increase. However, the sect leader did not seem to have any intention of helping his subordinates improve their strength, although there were also some martial arts in the sect for them to practice. But no one has ever cared what level they have cultivated. He probably understood that the sect leader wanted to wait for more powerful people to join the Jishi Holy Sect.

And if he doesn't have enough strength, then he will definitely be abandoned and finally become a member of the incense here. But he didn't want that, this was the only time he saw a step to the sky.

He found that the sect leader was much more than that, because by chance, he even knew that the crown prince of Daqi had also visited their little-known Buddhist temple.

He didn't understand how the Sect Master could get on this line, but he saw endless opportunities in it. Maybe the opportunity to stand at the top, instead of becoming the one who can only lead the horse for others again over time.

Therefore, the other deacons only participate when the master gives them a task that they do not know. And Yuan Wenrui is different, he doesn't let go of every possibility. Even when he didn't have a mission, he chose to stay in the Buddha's temple.

Waiting for his opportunity.

And today, for the first time, he met people who dared to come to the Buddha Temple to deceive people. He had a great sense of novelty, and he knew that it was not that there were no profiteers who had such intentions, but that everyone came here, even if they did not convert immediately. I don't dare to do anything bad here, because every building here can make you feel what a miracle is.

Jin Yuan Bao didn't expect that the Jishi Holy Sect, which had such a loose system, would actually have someone to ask him about selling incense. I had to mumble and say. "Uh...... Why do you say that the incense in my hand is fake?"

"This ...... Do you need to talk about it?"

Yuan Wenrui didn't expect the other party to dare to refute so reasonably, but it didn't matter, anyway, he was bored in the Buddhist view. It's okay to have someone who can give him a pastime.

So he chose his favorite action, turned around, and turned his back to the two thieves who dared to come to the Buddha to see whatever.

He felt that this could reflect the wisdom of a man, rather than being like a reckless man who only knew how to use his fists to solve all disputes.

"Well, since you say that the incense in your hands is not fake, then I can give you a chance to describe how you were able to get the incense blessed by the sect master. ”

This magnanimity and detachment made the surrounding people can't help but admire. In fact, in Buddhism, no matter what the Buddha people do, they can't help but admire it.

When a person believes in one thing wholeheartedly, even if he finds a flaw in this matter, he will subconsciously explain this flaw.

This sentence has always been imprinted in Meng Bai's heart, and it can be said that Meng Laogou has a rare correct guidance for this profession of chivalry. Although this sentence is very simple, it is indeed full of essence when used.

The weather was just right, and on the opposite side was a Buddhist deacon in a Taoist robe. The personable gave them a chance to explain. How magnanimous is that? Sometimes, maybe that's what a Buddha is, right?

Then Meng Bai turned around and left the place without hesitation. At this time, no one knew that he and Jin Yuan Bao were in a group, so he walked unimpeded, but it took some effort to squeeze it out.

And the gold ingots ......

"Lord Deacon, ......"

As the believers around him were talking, Yuan Wenrui waved his hand and motioned for the person who spoke to stop.

"I've already said give him a chance to explain, and you don't have to say anything. As a person in the Buddhist view, you must have generosity and nature beyond ordinary people. Since he doesn't admit it, then I'll give him a chance to elaborate. ”

"But the deacons ......"

"But what is it? Can't this meeting wait? Since he dares to assume the name of the sect leader, he will definitely not be able to escape the punishment. And the money he cheated away, this deacon will definitely return it to the owner. ”

"No, the man who sold the fake incense has already run away. ”

"Isn't that ...... Ran away?" Yuan Wenrui asked in surprise, he didn't care about any demeanor, and hurriedly turned around, only to find that the fat man had long since disappeared.

In fact, for the Jishi Holy Sect has been established for so long, although he cares about the two thousand taels of silver. But it's not that I haven't seen it, after all, cults are the most money-absorbing business. Although he thinks that the sect leader is really the true god, at least everything in this sect is done according to the rules of the cult.

But this incident made him embarrassed, he originally thought of teaching this little fat man a lesson, and he could also establish some prestige among the believers, but he didn't expect that it would be such a result now. This time it's a big shame.

......

According to the place of three or four miles of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, there is one. Unlike the Daxiong Treasure Hall, which is a Buddhist building, this is an authentic Taoist building. Perhaps apart from the Jishi Holy Sect, no other sect would dare to build a building like this.

"Headmaster, why don't you make some money, there are business opportunities everywhere here?" Jin Yuanbao ran over panting, met with Meng Bai in front of him, and couldn't help but ask.

"This principal's vision is not so short-sighted, and it is simply an insult to our Qingchuan College to rely on this pair of brainless believers to make money. Meng Bai said righteously. In fact, for fools, it is not so much that they give their money to some bad people. It is better to let Meng Bai "take" it and contribute to the society.

But this time, Meng Bai found that he really didn't bring anything. Unlike gold ingots, some incense can be sold. Even if you rely on deception such as fortune-telling and physiognomy, you need a lot of time to talk to people. And Meng Bai now needs to look around and find some clues. I understand why this cult would target Qingchuan Academy so much.

"Yo, when did Meng Shaoxia become so principled?" Sure enough, Meng Bai turned his head and looked back, and a petite woman came out.

"Why are you here?" Meng Bai was not as happy as seeing Su Xiaoyou, but was very surprised, "Could it be that the cemeteries in the capital have been dug up by you?"

"Hey, can't I come here to play? Look at what you are talking about, just dig up the grave? But a little girl, how can you do such a thing?"

"It's as if you didn't sleep with a corpse in your arms. Meng Bai shrugged his shoulders and unveiled the glorious history of Su Xiaoyou without mind.

The gold ingot's eyes widened, as if he had thought of some way to make money. "Sleeping with corpses? Could it be that you have a necrophilia? Yes, why didn't I think that there are so many special fetishes in the world, and I can't keep them suppressed. If you can meet their needs, you will definitely be able to make a lot of money by then. ”

Su Xiaoyou looked at the refreshing appearance of the gold ingot, and there was a faint hair in his heart, "Hey, what are you thinking? Dead fat!"

Jin Yuan Bao said: "Girl, how do you speak? Although I have grown fatter and cuter, I can't be called a dead fat man." Ben Fat Man has a personality to say. ”

Su Xiaoyou took out a dagger from his waist and played with it, "What do you want to do with the dead fat man?"

"Cut, you're a necrophilia. Maybe you've cut something on your dagger, or what infectious disease you'll get on my skin when the time comes. It's not good to ruin my handsome appearance. That's why I'm not fooled, Sister Corpse. ”

"Senior sister, what's interesting, Meng Bai, have you seen it, this little fat man is much smarter than you, and he will definitely have a bright future in the future. Su Xiaoyou obviously didn't understand the meaning of Jin Yuanbao's words, but was just called by the last senior sister's spring heart. He also raised his chin proudly and showed off to Meng Bai.

Meng Bai had no choice but to pretend to turn a blind eye, "By the way, over there in the capital, how is Wang Ke?"

"That kid, he has entered the Spirit Pattern Department of the Royal Academy, and it is said that his talent in Spirit Patterns is stronger than many people, and he is estimated to be able to become a master in the future. Maybe the artifacts in the future will be forged by him. ”

Su Xiaoyou leaned against the wall and replied lightly.

Meng Bai knew that in this world, although there were many spiritual pattern instruments. But what can be called an artifact is very rare, and it must be a weapon that can cause damage to the big demon before it can be called an artifact.

This requires forging and spirit patterns in both aspects, having the pinnacle of attainment, in addition, if you want to refine into an artifact, you also need to have unparalleled luck. These three points are indispensable.

But there is another kind of legend, and every artifact has a story to tell. And the people who pick him up are the writers who continue to write their stories.

Although it is slightly false, it seems that so far there is not a single counterexample. Every artifact seems to have a story as long as an epic.

"By the way, it seems that your Qingchuan Academy hasn't opened this department yet, right? Sure enough, I knew that you would definitely not be able to compare to the prince. Those are all my future husbands, with a small role like yours, how can you compare with them?"

For Su Xiaoyou's unscrupulous self-congratulatory mode, Meng Bai decisively adopted the tactic of ignorance.

"By the way, is there any news of the dead man's leaf?"

Ye Ming, this kid seems to have never heard from him since he went down to the tomb of Yang Tiandou of the Demon Suppression Gong that time. Meng Bai couldn't help but be a little curious, after all, that kid didn't look like a person who could calm down. Not to mention his own talent, which does not allow his mediocrity.

"Oh, you said Ye Ming. Su Xiaoyou thought about it, as if he was sorting out the things about Ye Ming in his mind.

"Ye Ming is very motivated, and everyone in the circle has known that there is such a number one person recently. When he went down to the tomb, he was very brave, and when he came out, he hardly needed any bright weapons. Naturally, the fire in the circle is not good, and now that someone goes to work, they have to invite Ye Ming, the great god. ”

As he spoke, Su Xiaoyou's mouth was a little indignant. It seems that her peers hate her peers, and now that Ye Ming is so popular, some of her old rivers and lakes, who have been in the past for the New Year, are red-eyed.

"That's the case......" Hearing such news, Meng Bai was also a little relieved. At a glance, you can know that Ye Ming is not a master who is short of money, and he should have his own reasons for robbing the tomb, right?

"Then let's turn the subject back again, what are you doing here?"

Su Xiaoyou was a little uneasy, "I, of course I'm the **** to do." ”

Meng Bai narrowed his eyes and asked in a low voice, "What should you do, is it possible that there is a tomb under here?"

"Phew! three sentences do not leave the cemetery, I think you are a necrophilia. ”

"Then what can you do here?" Speaking of this, Meng Bai carefully looked at the person in front of him again. In fact, he didn't know much about Su Xiaoyou, and he only met the Qixi Poetry Club when he robbed the tomb.

"Can't you think about it realistically, for example, a certain prince needs a princess?"

Meng Bai smiled proudly, and after Su Xiaoyou's prompt, he finally learned the answer. "You're here to do matchmaking business?"

Su Xiaoyou scolded: "Your uncle's!"

"Isn't it right again?" At this time, Meng Bai was a little embarrassed. According to what he knows about Su Xiaoyou, Su Xiaoyou should not be in contact with other things. After all, this is a girl who spends half of her time in the grave.

But Meng Bai has heard such a sentence, when you have ruled out all other possibilities. The remaining one, if no matter how impossible, is the correct answer.

"Are you here to find a monk to ask for a son?" Speaking of this, Meng Bai swept Su Xiaoyou with a very tangled gaze. It seems that if you think about it again, what a strong monk. to be able to satisfy Su Xiaoyou's desire to have a son.

Su Xiaoyou covered his head with one hand and said helplessly, "It's the eldest prince, do you know? I'm here for the eldest prince, so don't guess." ”

The Great Prince, Meng Bai has some impressions, generally under the Chinese civilization. The emperor's first son is usually made a crown prince. But from the fact that others call him the Great Prince, you can know how worried the person's fate is.

But what is he here for?

(To be continued.) )