Chapter 858

"That's right. In this world, there are many people with evil intentions. Who knows what your plans are."

"I advise you not to be stubborn. You will definitely not be able to enter this gate today. Give up. The Body Refining Sutra is the treasure of our temple. How can you allow the Yinmen to touch it at will?"

Seeing that Monk Deshan didn't make a sound, these two people went on and on, they were treating the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Especially Monk Deshan, although he didn't speak, his expression obviously regarded us as that kind of people.

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

Liu Ming seemed to understand the look in my eyes, and he looked extremely embarrassed. He leaned into my ear and said, "Young Master, I have tried both soft and hard ways. The experts sent by the Yinmen even had conflicts with the abbot before. It caused both sides to take action, which..."

Liu Ming didn't dare to go on.

I probably understood the situation, and I dare say that Fu Xiao's subordinates didn't handle it well, they were simply stupid.

Such a simple matter, do you still need to use knives and guns?

So with a harmless smile on my face, I leisurely took out a body training scripture from my bosom, threw it directly to Monk Deshan, and said with a smile: "After reading this scripture, you can consider whether to let me enter this book or not." Men, I said that I am the predestined person."

Monk Deshan dabbed some saliva with his fingers, and slowly opened the first page, with a dubious look on his face, and even the two people next to him felt that I was lying.

As a result, when Monk Deshan saw the content on the first page, he gasped.

On the second page, his expression changed dramatically.

On the third page, my whole body trembled.

When he flipped through the scriptures quickly, his eyes were filled with disbelief, and he was already stunned.

The two people around didn't see the content, and asked questions in surprise.

"Uncle Deshan, what ghost scripture is this?"

"That's right. The writing is crooked. Could it be that Zhang Quan is using it to fool people?"

Monk Deshan's face twitched, the mole trembled, he turned his head and glared at them, and scolded: "That's enough for you two, shut up, this sutra doesn't allow you to talk nonsense."

Speaking of this, Monk Deshan looked at me squarely again, holding the body training scripture in his hand, but he didn't intend to return it to me, and asked: "Dare to ask Your Excellency, where did this scripture come from?"

"This is not what Monk Deshan should ask. I have many copies of this scripture, all of which are exactly the same. I just occasionally heard that your temple also has it, so I came here to check it out. I will only take a few glances and never take it away. There are differences, and it is also beneficial for both parties to modify." I lied casually, without telling the specific truth, as long as I can get the brand of spiritual consciousness.

"Impossible. I didn't read this sutra carefully, but it is roughly the same as the body training sutra. Since you can't answer the question and thus obtained this sutra, I now suspect that you copied it secretly. Refining Sutra!" Monk Deshan's attitude changed suddenly, and he spoke aggressively.

Say I stole scriptures? This is absolutely an unwarranted charge.

"It's roughly the same as the Body Refining Sutra?"

"Well, I dare say that you have no good intentions in the hidden door. We don't even know when we were secretly copied."

The two people next to him were suddenly annoyed.

"Huaiyi, Huairen, first keep the two benefactors, I will inform the abbot senior brother, this person is stealing copying scriptures, it is a heinous crime, the most abominable thing is that he is actually using the name of a predestined person to fool us." Monk Deshan stepped back, waved his hands, ordered the two to stop him, then turned around and left.

In an instant, the two surrounded them, directly blocking the escape route.

"Hmph, so it's a thief." Huaiyi said contemptuously.

"When the abbot arrives, you will regret it, stealing scriptures is a violation of our bottom line." Huairen snorted coldly.

Liu Ming was so angry that he pointed at the two of them and scolded: "Damn it, how can you think so? Do you know who this young master standing in front of you is?"

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

Faced with such a situation, not only was I not angry, but I gave Liu Ming a wink to tell him not to reveal my identity, and then silently waited at the door.

Anyway, as long as I can see the abbot, I don't care if it's a misunderstanding or something.

After a while.

Several monks came from the courtyard, all of them were old bones.

Monk Deshan walked in front, and beside him was an old man in cassock, also in his sixties, with his brows knit together and his expression rather ugly.

I don't even need to guess, I know that this is the abbot here, and except for the monk Deshan, the others are obviously highly respected existences here.

The abbot came up and waved Huairen Huaiyi away, then he took my sutra and asked with a smile: "Isn't Zhang Quan the benefactor? This sutra has a lot of content and I didn't have time to read it all, but generally the poor monk has confirmed it. However, the poor monk would like to ask, where do you get the scriptures? If you have stolen the body training scriptures from this temple, please tell the almsgiver some morality and return the other copies.”

"As soon as the abbot came, he insisted that I copied it secretly? He didn't even tell me the dharma name?" I raised my eyebrows.

Monk Deshan suddenly interjected, "Brother Abbot's dharma name, is it possible for a bastard like you to know it?"

Liu Ming finally couldn't bear it anymore, and cursed: "Monk Deshan, I advise you to keep your mouth clean. Without conclusive evidence, don't indiscriminately wrong people. Young Master Zhang would never do such a thing. You are a monk, how can you?" Just looking at the surface?"

Monk Deshan was about to fight back, but was interrupted by the abbot raising his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the abbot took a step forward and said with a smile: "The poor monk just guessed a little. If you misunderstood the benefactor Zhang, just ask the benefactor Zhang to explain clearly. Our temple will not make things difficult. In addition, the poor monk's Dharma name is Cicheng, and he is still in charge. Don't misunderstand Zhang benefactor."

"It turned out to be Abbot Cicheng, sorry for being rude. Since you want an 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. Speaking of which, I can be regarded as half-hearted." I'm a Buddhist disciple." I clasped my fists together.

The abbot frowned, and asked hastily, "Dare to ask the Master's Dharma name?"

Before I could speak, Monk Deshan and several brothers of the same generation were chattering beside me.

"Hmph, at most he's a half-way boy, right?"

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

"Maybe, this scripture was copied by his master secretly."

...

My eyes burst out with strong murderous intent, these smelly monks slandered me and let it go, they dared to make irresponsible remarks to my master, if they were not monks, I would have slapped them to death.

"Respect the name of the master, Ren Tu." I forced my anger to speak.

As soon as the dharma name came out, the abbot was the first to be stunned.

Monk Deshan stared at him, his expression was as if he had heard something unbelievable, and he stammered in shock: "You, you, you... say it again? Renrenren what?"

"Respect the name of the master, Ren Tu." I said.

The abbot was so startled that he couldn't even hold the tin stick, and fell to the ground with a bang, before he even had time to pick it up, he said in amazement, "Master Rentu's uncle??? Are you my...uncle?"