After all, he is a well-known figure in the world, and Guo Fan has heard of it, but he has only heard of it.

This kind of character is now difficult to attract his attention.

"Marty."

Open your mouth as soon as possible by holding the piano.

"Yan Qing has made friends from all over the world and is known for being a hero in the world. I am afraid that this time I come to Shaolin is not just a blessing and fun!"

As he said that, he seemed to look at Xie Xiaoman and the others unintentionally.

"I heard that someone in the world has privately connected with experts and wants to join forces to deal with the Marquis."

"I'm afraid this person is here to invite help!"

"Master?"

Guo Fan chuckled and shook his head: "No need to worry about him, go up the mountain."

"Then they..."

Wang Da pointed at the Xie family with one finger.

“Turn away.”

Guo Fan waved his hand: "Tell the rest of the Xie family that the Queen Mother could let them go, and it was the Queen Mother who begged hard."

"Don't you be ignorant of esteem!"

"yes!"

Wang Dayong's face turned solemn, and he immediately turned his head and shouted at Xie Xiaoman and the others: "Didn't you hear what the Marquis said?"

"roll!"

"You can only be within one hour and within ten miles of Shaolin Temple. Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"

“Yes, yes.”

Xie Xiaoman nodded timidly, staggered up with the help of the servant, and hurriedly got on the carriage.

Soon, the carriage left in a panic.

And Guo Fan at this time.

He had already turned his attention to the mountains ahead, the buildings and Buddhist temples that were looming on it.

"Shaolin Temple!"

“When… when…”

The melodious bell sound is familiar and unfamiliar, just like the layers of stone steps under your feet today.

once Upon a time.

He also swept the stone steps here and was unknown, just an ordinary monk in Shaolin Temple.

now.

But he was high above and walking could make the huge Shaolin extremely vigilant and the monks were worried.

Not many people climbing the mountain.

There are only four girls, including Guo Fan, Zhou Junfang, and piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

As for the people from both the East and West factories, they were all left at the foot of the mountain, but even if there were only a few people, the atmosphere in Shaolin Temple was tense.

"Greetings to the Marquis!"

In front of the Main Hall, the old Shaolin presided over Wuhuang led many monks in red to bow together.

In the square, it is covered with snow.

The monks showed their cassocks like red clouds.

However, monks should have a kind face and a compassionate heart, but now they are often angry with Vajra.

"Get up!"

Guo Fan stepped forward, stepping on the snow, making a 'cry... creaking... creaking...' sound.

When he passed by a monk, his steps were slightly paused.

"The God Monk True Wisdom?"

"Don't dare."

Zhenhui stood up, her eyes were like pearls, and her hands were folded together and her tribute: "Little monk Zhenhui, I have seen the Marquis."

"Um."

Guo Fan nodded and smiled faintly: "No, not bad."

Step forward again and step into the hall.

With one hand, a cushion flew from the side and landed in the middle of the hall, opposing the Buddha.

"Wuwang presided over."

Guo Fan sat cross-legged on the cushion and spoke calmly.

"Old monk."

Wuwang hurried forward.

"Buddhist temple is a quiet place, a pure land outside the world. Recently, this marquis has always heard of Shaolin's actions that have done something wrong."

He looked at the Buddha in front of him, and his voice gradually became cold: "Master, I wonder what you will explain?"

"Marty."

Wuwang showed miserable expression and slowly knelt down: "Shaolin had no intention of secular life, but it was difficult for him to get rid of it in the world."

"If there is a person who has delusions and commits evil deeds, the marquis can deal with it according to law, and the old monk dare not say much."

"good!"

Guo Fan nodded.

Then he took a big move and took a book from the clerk and threw it in front of Wuwang.

"Shaolin has been passed down for thousands of years and has been through several dynasties. In the eyes of the people of the world, it has a respectable status."

"The court also treats it well!"

"but……"

Guo Fan's eyes shrank, and a cold murderous intent emerged.

"In the past two hundred years, the nearby land occupied by Shaolin Temple has expanded twenty times, and the tens of thousands of people around have all become Shaolin farmers."

"A hundred miles of land are all private places of Shaolin. The host, what are you going to explain this?"

"this……"

Wuwang took the book, and just turned it over briefly, his face turned pale and there was no trace of blood.

"Shaolin has a respectable status, and the court exempted you from taxes, so that he could have no worries about food and clothing, so that he could concentrate on comprehending Buddhism."

"But how do you guys do it?"

Guo Fan's voice gradually became heavier.

Even it turned into rolling thunder, echoing in the hall, which made the monks turn pale and their bodies tremble.

"In a good year, we will hoard grain and supplies to raise the nearby grain prices; in a deserted year, we will purchase land from the people at a low price and expand the land."

"The tens of thousands of people around me know only Shaolin but not the court."

"You are all eating fat and big ears, but you don't know that the people around you are hungry and full, so you are really a monk!"

"Especially Xuan Mirror, Xuan Guang, Zhen Qing..., these masters, please stand up!"

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

But after hearing the sound of kneeling on the ground, the monks were already pale and collapsed on the spot.

"Marty."

Wuwang was even more at a loss: "Is there some misunderstandings in this? I still understand Xuanding's misunderstanding, and I will never..."

"It seems that this is why they have such courage."

Guo Fan sneered: "These people occupy other people's land, their wives and daughters, are domineering around, act nonsense, commit crimes, and act recklessly..."

"Shaolin Temple was originally a pure place for Buddhism, but now it has become a place where dirt is hidden. You are the one who presided over it, but you are not clear about the Dharma and the people are not clear about it. Their crime is still above them!"

"clatter……"

Wuwang's hands trembled, and the books in his hand had already landed on the ground.

"nonsense!"
To be continued...