"Where is the deacon?"

As soon as Luo Cheng appeared, he shocked the monks, although the other party was a lot of people, but at this moment they all looked a little stubble, the torches were crackling and burning, and no one dared to step forward to answer. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing that the monks were stagnant, a white-eyed monk took two steps forward and replied: "Poor monk Huilun, I have seen the abbot, the deacon has been demoted to the gray-clothed monks in the vegetable garden, and this position is vacant for the time being!"

Before Luo Cheng could answer, Zizhen jumped out and scolded: "You old guy who eats inside and out, who said that I am no longer a criminal deacon, give me a retreat!"

Luo Cheng smiled slightly, the sword flashed, and he inserted it back into the sheath casually. A steep head flew out and rolled to the feet of the monks, everyone retreated dozens of steps in panic, and then blood spurted out from Zizhen's headless corpse like a living spring, and the corpse slowly fell forward in front of everyone's eyes, and the blood was suddenly sprinkled on the ground.

"Huilun, from today on, you are the first seat of the Baohua Hall of this temple, and your status is only below the elders!

Zhixin, the first seat of the original Baohua Temple, jumped out and shouted: "Don't be afraid of this stinky kid, we can kill him with a mouthful of spittle, come with me!"

It's a pity that the old monk's generous statement was not recognized by everyone, and only a few monks clamored on the side, but it was a fantasy to ask them to act as cannon fodder.

Hui Lun has been a deacon monk in the vegetable garden for more than 40 years, and he is usually pure and has few desires and does not like disputes, but for the sake of the future of Beichan Temple, he now has to come out to stop this farce. He has been unknown in the temple for so many years, and few people remember this person, but when he was still a little novice, he had already seen Huilun's terrifying martial arts, so he stood behind Luo Cheng and didn't do anything, just watched the changes.

Hui Lun's hands conjured up countless palm prints, and slapped them towards Zhixin at a speed that was beyond the naked eye. He had to do it, he could see that the martial arts of the new abbot had reached an unbelievable level, and whether he could win or not was still between the two, but if the incident continued, then Beichan Temple would be bleeding today.

Although Zhixin's first martial arts are superb, but Huilun's eighty years of cultivation is not idle, the skills of the two are not at the same level at all, Zhixin has not had time to protect the body, and has been continuously slapped by the other party in Tanzhong, Qihai, and Tiantu three acupoints, he can only watch the other party slowly retract his palm, but he involuntarily fell backwards.

Zhixin rolled on the ground a few times before stopping, although he didn't hurt his life, but his martial arts were abolished, and he would have to dry up the lamp and clear the candle in the future. This is still the mercy of Huilun's subordinates, if Luo Cheng is replaced, then all the people who jump out and make noise will die in Huangquan. Luo Cheng's idea in his heart was very simple, he was going to set off to participate in the senate meeting in the near future, and there must be no chaos in the temple, he didn't have time to slowly integrate the monks in the temple, so he had to use thunderous means to force everyone to submit.

Obviously, Hui Lun's experience had already guessed what Luo Cheng thought, and in line with the compassionate heart of the monks, 'I don't go to hell, who will go to hell', he stood up and made a decisive move against his fellow disciples.

"Abbot, the poor monk is the first in the Baohua Palace, and the deacon of the vegetable garden is vacant, and the poor monk recommends Zhixin to serve in this important position, okay?" Master Huilun said lightly.

"As you asked, I agreed!" Luo Cheng made it clear that since Huilun could carry this burden, he could borrow the slope to get off the donkey, control the fermentation of the situation, and it was always a good thing to shed less blood.

But Luo Cheng's methods are not limited to these, he said majestically: "Where is the intelligence?"

"The poor monk is here!"

"From now on, you are also in charge of the criminal name, and you are also responsible for today's riot in this temple, and you will go to the precept court to receive ten lashes to set an example!"

"Yes, Abbot!" the smart didn't frown, turned around and left!

This benevolent brother is really rigid and cute, Luo Cheng wanted to laugh angrily, but he couldn't be soft-hearted at the moment, he shouted: "Give me back! Today, a cadre and others must be punished as they deserve, and the monks above the deacon will deduct half a year's monthly payment, except for Huilun, all the monks will be punished with five lashes on the spot, and they will be punished by intelligence! Huilun, come in with me!"

Luo Cheng flicked his sleeves and turned into the room, Lan Bo had already thrown himself to the ground with the five bodies he admired, and the stunned pestle was in place, and was dragged in by Wei Shang next to him. A group of monks stayed in place in a daze, and some of the mentally unstable people were already trembling with fear, thinking of the terrible whipping, they hated to cry for their father and mother.

"Amitabha!" Huilun couldn't disobey the abbot's rule of law, so Shi Shiran followed.

In the abbot's room, dozens of candles were lit, and the room was as bright as day. Luo Chengpan sat on the futon, listening to the bursts of screams, and was silent.

Since the main lord did not speak, the three people standing on the side could only stand silent.

"Sit, sit down!" Luo Cheng smiled and flipped out a few futons and placed them in front of the three of them one by one.

Lan Bo and Wei Shang were honestly unceremonious and sat down.

But Huilun was different, he stood aside solemnly and said, "Huilun doesn't dare, abbot, what do you command, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

"Huilun, sit down and answer!"

"Yes, thank you, Abbot!"

Huilun sat peacefully on the futon, his eyes slightly open, staring at Luo Cheng, he also wanted to know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the new abbot.

Luo Cheng said sincerely: "Master Huilun, I don't tell lies in front of Luo Chengzhen, this abbot is the last life of Master Hongye, and it is also forced by the situation, so I reluctantly accept it." But after all, I am not a monk, I also have my own mission, it is impossible to stay in the temple for the rest of my life, I hope that Master Huilun can choose a capable person in this temple, carefully cultivate, and take over the burden of abbot in the future. In the meantime, we're all in this together, how?"

"The heart of the abbot can show the sun and the moon, and the wisdom wheel will bow to Amitabha!" The old monk folded his hands and saluted Luo Cheng solemnly.

"Okay, early tomorrow morning, we will leave for Huizhou to participate in the senatorial meeting, and the Beichan Temple will be handed over to you. ”

"Yes, Abbot!"

Although the screams were endless, after the conversation just now, Huilun believed that the farce of the struggle for power and profit in the temple would come to an end for the time being, and the Beichan Temple would slowly get on the right track after going to rot and save the essence.