Chapter 858

"Yes, in this world, there are many people with evil intentions. Who knows what your idea is."

"I advise you not to be stubborn. You are determined not to enter this gate today. Give up your heart. The body refining Sutra is a treasure of our temple. How can you allow the hidden gate to touch it at will?"

Seeing that the virtuous monk didn't say a word, the two people went so far as to spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Especially the virtuous monk, although he didn't speak, he obviously regarded us as that kind of people.

I turned my face and looked at Liu Ming helplessly. I thought to myself, what have you done in the hidden door? How can you make such a bad impression that people are not willing to let us in.

Liu Ming seemed to understand my eyes. The whole person looked very embarrassed. He leaned in my ear and said, "young master, I've tried both hard and soft. Several experts from the hidden sect had a conflict with the abbot before, which led to both sides' action. This..."

Liu Ming dared not go on.

I probably understand the situation. I'm afraid Fu Xiao's people didn't handle it well. It's stupid.

You still need a knife and a gun for such a simple thing?

So with a harmless smile, I leisurely took out a body refining Sutra from my arms, threw it directly to the virtuous monk, smiled and said, "after reading this sutra, consider not letting me enter this door. I said I was the destined person."

Monk de Shan touched his finger with saliva and slowly opened the first page. He looked skeptical, as did the two people next to him. He thought I was cheating.

As a result, when the virtuous monk saw the contents of the first page, he immediately took a breath.

On the second page, his face changed dramatically.

On the third page, the whole body shook.

Until he quickly turned over the whole Scripture, his eyes were mixed with disbelief, and he was stunned.

The two people around didn't see the content, and they were surprised to ask questions.

"Martial Uncle De Shan, what is this ghost Scripture?"

"Yes, the words are crooked. Shouldn't this Zhang be used to fool people?"

The virtuous monk's face twitched and the mole trembled. He looked back at them and scolded, "you two are enough. Shut up. This sutra can't tolerate your nonsense."

At this point, the virtuous monk looked at me again, holding the body refining Sutra in his hand, but he didn't mean to return it to me. He also asked, "excuse me, where does this sutra come from?"

"This is not as like as two peas." I have many copies of this book, which are all the same. They only hear about the temple occasionally, so they only look at the facts and see them, and only look at them for a few times. If there are differences, they will also be beneficial to the two sides to amend them. I lied casually and didn't tell the specific truth. As long as I can get the brand of divine knowledge, it's enough.

"As like as two peas, I can't see it, but it's the same as the body refining. You can't answer it, and now you can get it. I doubt you copied it, you must have expected it. The virtuous monk's attitude changed suddenly and his words were aggressive.

Say I stole scriptures? This is definitely an unwarranted crime.

"And the body as like as two peas?"

"Well, I'm afraid you have no good intentions. We don't even know when we were secretly copied."

The two people next to him were very angry.

"Huai Yi and Huai Ren, keep the two benefactors first. I'll inform the abbot elder martial brother that this man stole scriptures. It's a great crime. The most disgusting thing is that he even deceives us under the name of a destined person." The virtuous monk stepped back, waved and instructed them to stop, then turned and left.

In a flash, the two came around and blocked the retreat directly.

"Hum, it's a thief." Huai Yi despised the way.

"When the abbot arrives, you will know that you regret stealing scriptures, which violates our bottom line." Huairen hummed coldly.

Liu Ming was so angry that he raised his finger and scolded them: "Damn, how can you think so? Do you know who the young master standing in front of you is? "

"Whoever he is, it's wrong to steal scriptures." Monk Huaiyi turned his head and looked like I was a thief.

Facing this situation, I not only didn't get angry, but gave Liu Ming a wink, told him not to tell me my identity, and then waited silently at the door.

Anyway, it's OK to see the abbot. I don't care whether it's a misunderstanding or something.

A moment later.

Several monks came to the hospital, all old bones.

Monk de Shan walked in front. Next to him was an old man in cassock, who was also in his 60s. His eyebrows were twisted together, and his expression was quite ugly.

I don't have to guess. I know that this is the abbot here. Except for the virtuous monk, others are obviously respected here.

The abbot came and waved Huairen Huaiyi away. Then he took my Scripture and asked with a smile, "benefactor Zhang Quan, right? This Scripture has many contents, but I haven't had time to read it all, but I have confirmed it. I want to ask, where can I get the Scripture? If you steal the body refining Sutra of our temple, please tell us some morality and return the other copied ones. "

"When the abbot came, he insisted that I stole it? Don't even tell me the law number? " I raised my eyebrows.

The virtuous monk suddenly said, "is the Dharma name of elder martial brother Abbot known by people like you?"

Liu Ming finally couldn't bear it and scolded, "virtuous monk, I advise you to keep your mouth clean. Don't wrong people without conclusive evidence. Young master Zhang will never do such a thing. You are a monk. How can you just look at the surface?"

Monk Deshan was trying to fight back and was interrupted by the abbot.

Then, the abbot took a step forward and said with a smile: "I just guess a little. If you misunderstand benefactor Zhang, please explain it clearly. Our temple will never be in trouble. In addition, I'm called CI Cheng. Please don't misunderstand benefactor Zhang."

"It's Abbot CI Cheng. It's impolite. Since you want the answer, I'll tell you. This sutra is a relic entrusted to me by my master before his death. My master is also a monk. I'm half a Buddhist disciple." I hugged.

The abbot frowned and hurriedly asked, "dare you ask the Dharma name of the order teacher?"

Before I could speak, the virtuous monk and several of his peers were chattering about.

"Hum, it's half a way at most?"

"I guess it's just a small role."

"I don't know. His master stole this Scripture."

...

My eyes burst into a violent killing. Even if these smelly monks slandered me, they dared to gossip about my master. If they were not monks, I would have slapped them to death.

"Respect the teacher's name, jentu." I tried to hold back my anger.

As soon as the Dharma came out, the abbot of Dun time was stunned first.

The virtuous monk stared at him. His expression was like hearing something incredible. He stammered and shocked, "you... Say it again? Jen Jen what? "

"Respect the teacher's name, jentu." I said.

The abbot was so surprised that he couldn't even hold the tin stick. He fell to the ground with a clang. He didn't even have time to take it. He said in horror, "Uncle Ren, butcher??? Are you my... Martial uncle? "