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Xu Fan finished speaking lightly, only to see the old monk with a suspicious expression on his face, and then said: "Hahaha, I'm afraid things are more than that simple."

"The master has something to say directly, the monks don't have to be so twitchy." Xu Fan said angrily.

The old monk said indifferently, "If the donor is magnanimous, why do he care so much."

"If the old monk continues to speak like this, then Chen will leave." Xu Fan said angrily, and his title changed from a master to an old monk.

"Haha, the poor monk just said it straight. After the benefactor left that day, my senior brother found many corpses in the crypt, all of which belonged to the monk of Xitan Temple." The old monk looked at Xu Fan with scorching eyes. It seemed that he wanted to capture some changes on Xu Fan's face.

But to his disappointment, he did not catch any traces. Xu Fan said lightly: "Xu did not know that no monk appeared when Xu Fan left."

"Well, it's so stubborn, the poor monk also advises, Heaven calls, don't think that the evil done without evidence will be unrecognizable, and what you do someday will cost you!" said the old monk. The words are not vicious, they are almost cursed.

Xu Fan angrily smiled and said: "Old monk, you don't know anything. Why do you put yourself on the highest point to accuse me? Do you think that the word "Tian Dao" pops out of your mouth and you are justice? I tell you, you are ignorant. It's shallow, how much do you know about me? Do you dare to say to me so just and awe?" Xu Fan also shook his head slightly in his heart, how many things he had done for the people of the world, and when was it the turn of an old monk to judge his character.

After listening to Xu Fan's words, the old monk's face was green and white, and then it took a long time to speak: "The poor monk also thinks for the people of the world." After the old monk said this, Xu Fan almost couldn't help laughing.

Before he finished speaking, Xu Fan raised his left hand to stop the old monk from continuing, and said, "For the common people of the world? What have you done for the common people of the world? What is your Buddhist practice for this reincarnation? Not for yourself. , Do you think you are for justice? And in Xu's opinion, you are just enjoying the joy of giving directions to Fang Qiu, but I'm sorry that Xu can't do what you want. I don't rub the sand in my eyes. "

Without waiting for the old monk to speak, Xu Fan continued to speak: "What your brother sees is only the tip of the iceberg, and you are just hearsay, you treat ignorance as fearless, and then blame me with justice? Purpose? Don’t you just want Xu to return the Buddha's light of Xitan Temple for hundreds of years to you?"

"It's good if the donor knows it, and the poor monk doesn't say much anymore." The old monk said, because Xu Fan wanted to return the hundred-year-old Buddha light from Naxi Tan Temple, even the Buddha statue was ready, and he took out a leaflet from his pocket. The Buddha statue carved by the red sandalwood looked very primitive, and he passed it towards Xu Fan as he spoke.

Xu Fan smiled slightly and said, "It's not a difficult thing, but Xu can't return it at this moment." Xu Fan pushed away the Buddha statue carved by the small leaf red sandalwood.

"What is the donor? That is my Buddhism thing, and why are you so." The old monk said, and his body was trembling as he spoke. He was obviously angry. Xu Fan wanted to laugh when he saw him. He was obviously a reckless man. But he had to pretend to be a monk there.

Seeing how long you can pretend, Xu Fan thought to himself, how could he tell the old man before him, just smiled and said: "Although I don't know where you learned the news, I can be sure about it. , You are by no means the junior monk's younger brother."

The old monk's face changed drastically when he heard the words, and then he calmed down and said: "Why the donor said this."

"Haha, you have to tear my face apart and say, I said yes, not to mention that Xitan Temple is thousands of miles away from Jinling. If the little monk is really your brother as you said, let you come and ask for the Buddha's light. Why don’t you come to ask for it in person? How do you know that I will come to your Qixia Temple today?" Xu Fan asked, but the old monk couldn’t explain why he came, his expression unchanged, and continued, "You just walked in. Disguised as an eminent monk, but there are three sentences between your words that do not leave the Buddha's light. I want to ask you who you are and why you are here in Qixia Temple!"

After Xu Fan's words, the old monk's face turned pale. Although he is a member of Buddhism, he is not the junior of the little monk of Xitan Temple. He is just hearsay, knowing that there is such a thing, and he happened to see Xu Fan come to Qixia Temple. I started the idea of ​​the Buddha, but I didn't expect Xu Fan's thinking to be so clear, and I found the tricky in a few words.

"How did you find out!" the old monk asked, unable to pretend to just ask to understand, Xu Fan smiled and said, "Although the little monk is annoyed that I have taken away the Buddha's light from Xitan Temple for hundreds of years, it has never happened before. If you are his junior, who does not talk about the cultivation of Buddhism, but your personality is less than one-tenth of others, are you suspicious? Is there any other monk who is eager for quick success and instant profit like you."

"You! You, you!" The old monk was speechless, and Xu Fan ignored him and walked straight towards the inner hall of Qixia Temple.

"You stop for me!" said the old monk behind Xu Fan. Xu Fan continued to walk without looking back. As soon as he entered this Qixia Temple, Xu Fan found something was wrong, especially the two little monks, whose robes did not fit. All the signs were unusual, so Xu Fan thought he would go inside the temple to take a look.

"call out!"

A wave of air blasted towards behind Xu Fan, Xu Fan also dodged, circling the spiritual energy for a week, and then this wave of air directly hit Xu Fan's back, which felt like a punch on cotton. There was no sound at all.

Xu Fan turned his head and looked at the old monk at this time and said: "Stay there, Xu doesn't want to do it yet." Xu Fan doesn't want to do it. It's not because of his temperament. He just feels that doing it in the temple is not good. But if the old monk did this again and again, Xu Fan wouldn't mind doing it.

"Donor, even if you refuse to hand over the Buddha's light, you don't have to forcibly break into my Qixia Temple!" said the old monk. Seeing that Xu Fan couldn't beat Xu Fan, he immediately changed his routine and began to work **** words.

"Qixia Temple is the place of Buddhism. There are many Buddha statues for the people of the world to worship. Why is the world able to enter, but Xu is making progress?" Xu Fan asked coldly.

"Do you really have to enter today?" The old monk said with a grimace.

"What are you going to do with me?" Xu Fan said with a look of disdain.

"Okay, well, it's no wonder the poor monk!" The old monk threw the Buddha statue carved by the small leaf red sandalwood into the air when he finished speaking, and suddenly the whole courtyard was golden.