"Defying evil monk, do you dare to store food and make money from the country in trouble?" Bai Fan released his momentum and shouted at Monk Wuyin.

"No, no, the little monk dare not. We are trying to save food. During the disaster, people are in panic. There are hundreds of people in our temple and there are so many needs. If there is no food to save the disaster, something will happen." Monk Wuyin was completely shocked and his words were trembling.

After hearing this, everyone around felt that this reason was acceptable, and many people were whispering.

Unexpectedly, with a bang, Cheng Yaojin had already kicked a bald monk to the ground.

"You tell everyone, what happened at that time?"

The monk didn't look covered in bruises, but his pale face was obviously scared. This is Cheng Yaojin's shrewdness. He beat a group of people and scared them to avoid saying that he was wronged.

"I, I am responsible for managing money, food and grass in the temple.

Five years ago, when there was a severe drought in the north, the abbot ordered us to buy food in large quantities, the more the better. He said that he would sell it for a high price when the court could not hold on, and at the same time he could win over the people and gain a good reputation.

But unexpectedly, the Marquis of Lantian made plans to transport grain from Shu to solve the food crisis in the north. There were basically no disasters around Chang'an, so all these foods were thrown into their hands."

ah?

Is this really the case? These monks are too bad.

I have always thought that I was a great monk who went to the temple to worship Buddha and worship incense every month. I didn’t expect that it was really a human face and a beastly heart.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and the people all pointed at the monks and started to curse.

Bang!

With another sound, Cheng Yaojin kicked another monk, "You say, how much money is there in the temple, and where are you going?"

The monk's face turned pale, and hesitated to look at the abbot who was constantly pressing with his eyes. However, seeing Cheng Yaojin's fierce look, he remembered the tragedy of many senior brothers in the temple before, and he didn't care about anything else. Saving his life is important.

"There are 1.1 million incense money in the temple, which are donated by pilgrims in Chang'an City over the years, and the money earned by the industries under our name.

Especially in recent years, there have been more and more wealthy people in Chang'an City. Many noble people spend a lot of money. When the most money in sesame oil has reached about two million yuan, we have been purchasing industries and have purchased a lot of land industries on other state roads.

Not long ago, the abbot called 800,000 yuan out, and he didn't know what to do, but there were rumors that he was buying land."

"What? Buy land? Abbot Wuyin, how dare you deceive me?" Xiao Yu suddenly became furious and vowed to protect Wulu Temple. Now it's better. In less than half an hour, he slapped the scene on the face.

At this time, Monk Wuyin had already collapsed on the ground, his face full of misery, and knew that he could not pass this level today.

"Lantian Marquis, we are willing to hand over the excess land. In addition, the imperial court wants us to pay grain tax, and no less. I beg the Marquis of Lantian and His Majesty to forgive my Wulu Temple for being confused for a moment."

Old Abbot Wuyin forced himself to hold Bai Fan down and said.

Bai Fan chuckled and said, "Old monk, are you giving in? Don't worry, General Cheng's performance is really exciting, I have a part here.

Didn’t you say that we are fighting against Buddhism and Taoism, and today we are going to fight against the Dharma? Then let’s discuss how this Dharma is?”

"Lantian Marquis, don't force me too much. We just occupy some land and greedy for some money, and have never harmed the people. We will not commit crimes until we die. Why do we have to force each other to each other?" Wuyin's tone had already had a hint of pleading.

Cheng Yaojin cut off Wulu Temple with a fatal blow, but Bai Fan wanted to kill another one, but the old monk had no move.

The group of apprentices behind him also saw that today was not good. The senior brothers who were left behind in the temple didn't know what was going on. Looking at the miserable appearance of the row kneeling on the ground, I'm afraid that others would not have a good end and might have been beheaded.

These dozens of disciples were still grateful that they followed the abbot out to welcome guests without being captured by the vicious general.

However, those who are sensible and know the inside story are all pale. Everyone knows whether what they do is good or bad, and whether they are evil. If the abbot cannot hold on, then today, Wulu Temple will be destroyed.

The little monk Lingzhen quietly pulled the sleeves of the host's senior brother, Monk Lingkong, and whispered: "Senior brother, this is the punishment for breaking the precepts. The Buddha did not lie. I was just telling the master that you are greedy for collecting the land and have been infected with greed and poison. This retribution comes so quickly."

All the monks who were older than the fourth anniversary were speechless. What did this junior brother do? Are you stupid? Why are you still discussing Buddhism at this time? Those who don’t know think you are watching jokes and talking sarcastic words.

"My junior brother, don't talk nonsense." Lingkong turned around and scolded.

Who knew that all these words were heard by Bai Fan. Seeing the rare Wulu Temple and sensible people, he pointed and smiled, "I think this little monk is right. Most of the people in Wulu Temple are mediocre people, and they are not as good as a little monk who understands right and wrong, good and evil.

Little monk, what's your name? Come out and tell everyone what bad things your master and senior brother have done?"

Bai Fan looked like a strange uncle who was holding a lollipop to cheat a child.

Taking advantage of Bai Fan's power, although the monks wanted to stop him, no one dared to show their heads because for some reason, they seemed to be locked all over, and their bodies were a little out of control, as if as long as they dared to speak, they would be in trouble.

The little monk was also bold and stood up and said generously: "Amitabha Buddha, the little monk's Dharma name Lingzhen.

A few days ago, Senior Brother Lingkong, took in a lot of land. When the young monk saw him, he was happy and became greedy, and he became more and more. He didn't know why the master refused to persuade him, but instead encouraged him.

The Buddha said that Buddhist disciples should have no desires and no desires, and quit the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance, otherwise there will be disasters. As expected, you will come and capture your senior brother today."

Bai Fan smiled and said, "The little monk is proficient in Buddhist scriptures. Not only do I want to capture your senior brother, but even your master can't escape. He is more sinful than your senior brother."

"Why? Brother, you have violated the precepts. If you take it away, you will be retribution for Buddhism. Master..."

Speaking of this, the little monk immediately exclaimed in surprise and covered his mouth. Bai Fan knew that the little monk had thought of it, and he was really smart.

The people also applauded, saying that the little monk said it well, whether it was a good helper or not, it was a good thing!

"When I was not in the Taoist sect in my early years, I heard a saying that it was the difference between Buddhism and Taoism.

In troubled times, monks closed their doors to avoid disasters, and Taoists went down the mountain to save people.

When it was prosperous, Taoist priests retired to the Qing Dynasty and practiced, and monks opened their doors to make money.

In the past, I thought it was just a biased word for the dispute over Buddhism and Taoism. When I saw it today, haha, this Wulu Temple is a clear proof.”

"Nonsense, Bai Fan, don't think you have the upper hand at this time and want to use this to suppress Buddhism."

"Zi Yang, the leader of our Taoist sect, taught the peerless general, Li Yuanba, the King of Chu, to expand territory for the Tang Dynasty to pacify the troubled times. Isn't it considered a great achievement?

Taoist Master Sun Simiao is known as a living god in this world. Over the past decades, he has traveled all over the world to save the world. Who doesn’t know?

Senior Brother Yuan Tiangang assisted His Majesty to investigate the astrological signs and predict major events. If Senior Brother Yuan had not discovered the last drought, I wonder how many living people would be in the north now?

The immortal grain was transported across the Yangtze River and was robbed. The three thousand guardians of the Taoist sect sacrificed their lives to save them, and almost killed or injured them. They fought all their cultivation and blocked the robbers.

And what did you guys do? Is the quibbling useful? This pile of food is ironclad evidence!”

Bai Fan's words were loud and vocal, and every sentence reached the hearts of the people. Even many old ministers cheered. Xiao Yu had already walked down without realizing it, turned around and stood beside Pei Ji.

"Kill these liars to death!" Someone shouted, and the people were in chaos on the spot, crowded and were about to hit people.

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