Chapter 175： Ye Yang, lay elder of Xiangshan Temple

"Ye Yang donor, I will be the lay abbot of Xiangshan Temple in the future!"

The monks had no doubts and shouted in unison, "Yes!"

"hiss……"

The tourists who watched with cold eyes breathed in air.

what's the situation.

Once inside, this young man became the lay abbot of Xiangshan Temple?

This is even more bizarre than I won the first prize in the lottery!

Lu Xiaowan's eyes were colorful.

She thought Ye Yang was so handsome.

Now I feel more handsome.

Sure enough, a capable man is so handsome no matter what direction he looks at.

Grandpa, your eyes are still as harsh as ever.

Shen Linfeng clenched his fists tightly.

His nails were even embedded in his palms, and blood dripped to the ground, but he didn't even know it.

"Why...why!"

Among all the people present, no one knows the status of a lay abbot in Xiangshan Temple better than him.

You know, Xiangshan Temple can receive more than 100,000 yuan every day for collecting incense money!

Ye Yang has such an identity, he can distribute hundreds of thousands of incense money every month!

In addition, he can enjoy the treatment of a high monk in any temple!

This is also the identity his dad is seeking.

Shen Guanqing prayed for the Buddha for many years, and donated nearly five million Chinese dollars back and forth. The abbot of Xiangshan Temple, the undead abbot, was not willing to give the identity of this lay elder!

Shen Linfeng stared at Ye Yang, who was surrounded by the crowd.

"I don't want to do this."

"Ye Yang, you forced me."

He took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, is it Teacher Liu from Hanjiang College?"

"I promised your terms."

"Okay, bring me the enrollment procedures, and let me join Hanjiang Academy as soon as possible."

Hanging up, Shen Linfeng let out a sigh of relief.

One last glance at Ye Yang, he turned around and left.

"Ye Yang, you won't be proud of it for too long."

"Without me, Shangjing Academy has no chance of winning in the battle for prestigious schools."

"At that time, as long as I say a word on the field, you will be persuaded by the college to leave."

"With you without me, with me without you!"

Ye Yang frowned for no reason, this Shen Linfeng turned his head and left? Is there any bad idea in my heart?

Forget it, such a person has no time to waste time with him.

Ye Yang strode towards the stupa on the top of the mountain.

Four old monks followed close behind.

The tourists and students opened their eyes and followed curiously.

There is a stupa on the top of Xiangshan Mountain. In front of the stupa, there is a stone table and two stone benches. A skinny old man is thinking about the chessboard.

Ye Yang glanced at him before stepping straight into the stupa.

"Junior, don't go in, the tower is very dangerous." The old man frowned and said sharply.

"Uncle Master, this benefactor Ye has read the Three Thousand Sutras of Troubles and eliminated the troubles in my body," Huiyuan is the abbot of Xiangshan Temple, but in front of the old man, he dared not make trouble, but said respectfully, "So I dare to ask him to suppress the troubles in the tower."

"Three Thousand Troubles? Haha, I don't believe it."

The old man sneered, "The last person who said this has lost his mind and was buried in a bamboo forest after being killed by me."

Everyone who heard this gasped.

Is what this strange old man said true?

Did he really kill?

Huiyuan was slightly embarrassed.

Master Shouta didn't intend to give him face at all.

"Junior, where do you come from? Where do you go back."

"The demons in the stupa are not something you can kill."