The part-time Celestial Master was caught and asked me how to kill demons?

The entire hall is well-lit, and many pilgrims stop here, kneeling in front of the Buddha statue to make wishes.

Some are asking for children, some are asking for wealth, and some are praying for a smooth academic career...

In Ye Qingxuan's sight, little bits of incense floated out from their bodies and quickly disappeared into the Buddha statue in the center of the hall.

At this time, Master Wuzhen, who was wandering around the world, saw Ye Qingxuan wearing Taoist robes. He suddenly became energetic and walked over on his own initiative.

Ye Qingxuan also walked to a hidden place beside the hall to facilitate the conversation between the two.

"Amitabha!"

When he arrived in front of Ye Qingxuan, Master Wu Zhen put his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name loudly, and said with a smile:

"I guess the donor is the distinguished guest from Longhu Mountain?"

"Exactly, Master Wu Zhen really has a sharp eye." Ye Qingxuan looked at him with a smile, nodded and replied.

"Haha, the benefactor, Fengshen, is handsome and dressed in Taoist robes. The poor monk could tell at a glance that you are extraordinary." Master Wu Zhen said in a gentle voice, "I don't know what to call you?"

"Pindao's surname is Ye."

"Ah, it turns out to be Donor Ye."

Master Wu Zhen showed an expression of surprise, then turned to look at Lin Bingbing aside, and asked with some confusion:

"Who is this?"

Being suddenly spoken to by such a high-status monk, Lin Bingbing was far less relaxed than Ye Qingxuan. She became a little nervous and introduced herself:

"My name is Lin Bingbing, and I am a friend of Daochang Ye."

However, she was a reporter after all, and she quickly adjusted her mood, showed a bright professional smile, blinked, and then said with a smile:

"Mage, you don't mind if I stand aside."

Master Wu Zhen looked at Ye Qingxuan subconsciously.

To be honest, he was a little panicked now. It was a bit jarring to hear someone standing next to him chatting with Ye Qingxuan.

But seeing that Ye Qingxuan didn't express anything, his expression was as usual, as if he acquiesced.

In this case, he had no reason to refuse.

"Since Donor Ye has no objection, then Lao Na naturally has no objection either." Master Wu Zhen said:

"Donor, please."

"Thank you, Master!"

Lin Bingbing said with a smile, and then took a step back, leaving some room for the two of them to chat.

At this time, Ye Qingxuan finally spoke.

"Master Wu Zhen." He said with a slight smile, "What do you think Pindao is here for this time?"

Master Wu Zhen suppressed the annoyance in his heart, clasped his hands together and said in a gentle voice:

"Of course, the abbot told me two days ago that a distinguished guest from Longhu Mountain came to visit to mourn the death of the seventh master of the temple."

"good."

Ye Qingxuan smiled, stared at the other person calmly, and said slowly:

"Pindao is indeed here to mourn the seventh Master. He was not afraid of the tiger demon's power, stepped forward and helped the local police buy precious time."

As he spoke, he took out a letter from his arms, handed it to Master Wu Zhen, and then said:

"This is a condolence letter written jointly by the Longhu Mountain disciples for the seventh Master. Please accept it."

Master Wu Zhen took the letter, put it in his arms with a compassionate expression, and sighed:

"When he was alive in the seventh life, he cared about the people of the world. When Qinshan was in trouble, he really couldn't ignore it. Who would have thought... Oh! What a pity!"

Ye Qingxuan nodded and then asked:

"By the way, Master Wu Zhen, I am very curious. Is your cultivation level stronger or weaker than that of the Seventh Master?"

"This... should make me stronger." Master Wu Zhen muttered.

"I see."

Ye Qingxuan nodded slightly, showing a look of astonishment, and then asked: "The tiger demon is raging in Qinshan, and the mage never thought of helping?"

Why is this young Taoist so disrespectful?

Master Wu Zhen frowned slightly, then relaxed quickly, and replied: "That day I was in seclusion studying Buddhism, but I was really powerless."

"So that's it, but I made a mistake."

"It doesn't matter."

Master Wu Zhen shook his head, and just as a smile appeared on his face again, he heard Ye Qingxuan ask lightly:

"Master Wu Zhen probably rarely goes online, right?"

Master Wu Zhen was startled, then nodded and said, "Yes, Buddhism is profound. I usually only listen to some young monks and pilgrims talking about current affairs."

He then laughed again:

"But even so, I have heard about the deeds of your Longhu Mountain Celestial Master coming down from the mountain to kill the tiger demon, and I admire him very much!"

"Ha, thank you so much for the compliment, Master."

As he said this, there was no joy on Ye Qingxuan's face. His black eyes were still staring at the old monk in front of him, and he said with a half-smile:

"But the news about the mage is still blocked. There are more rumors about our Longhu Mountain in the past two days than this one."

"Um?"

Master Wu Zhen suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart, but he still asked: "I wonder which one the donor Ye is talking about?"

"Did any of your disciples ever tell you about the Longhu Mountain sect's killing of three toad spirits?"

"Ah...ah! There is indeed such a thing." Master Wu Zhen seemed to have just remembered, and quickly added:

"I am forgetful. I hope that Donor Ye will take care of me..."

Looking at this old fox pretending to be confused, Ye Qingxuan's tone was not irritable. After saying a few words that it was okay, he suddenly changed the subject and said:

"I asked the Master earlier if you knew what Pindao was here for. Do you still remember how you answered?"

Damn it, you really came for me... Master Wu Zhen had cold sweat on his forehead, and he pretended to be calm and said with a smile:

"You are here to mourn the seventh master of our temple on behalf of Longhu Mountain."

"Yes, but actually you are only half right. Pindao has one more thing to do this time."

While speaking, Ye Qingxuan slowly walked to Master Wu Zhen, lowered his voice and asked with a sneer:

"Master Wu Zhen, is the life obtained by the toad spirit delicious?"

"What did you say?!"

Master Wu Zhen was immediately shocked and his eyes widened.

He had a high status in the temple, but his behavior was abnormal. Many novice monks and pilgrims passing by suddenly looked over curiously.

"What do you mean by this! I can't understand what life is like!" Master Wu Zhen's face was ugly, and he glared at Ye Qingxuan with fixed eyes, as if the other party had said something disrespectful.

Ye Qingxuan seemed to have not seen it, and still smiled and said:

"Master, don't get excited, I haven't finished speaking yet."

"What?"

"Master, as a Buddhist monk, how can you sell cursed beads to pilgrims?"

Hearing this, Master Wu Zhen blew his beard and stared:

"Donor Ye, I have never sold any Buddhist beads. They are all sold to pilgrims by other masters in the temple!"

But at this moment, before Ye Qingxuan could reply, a surprised voice came from behind him.

"Master Wu Zhen, so you are here!"

A beautiful figure walked quickly from the door of the hall, and said regretfully to Master Wu Zhen:

"The string of good luck beads you sold me was given to someone else. Can you sell me another string?"

As the words fell, the anger on Master Wu Zhen's face gradually stiffened.

He didn't expect that the slap in the face would come so quickly.

Master Wu Zhen slowly looked at the smiling Ye Qingxuan, forced out a smile and said:

"Donor Ye, I also need to eat. It's just a prayer bead. Isn't it too much?"

Ye Qingxuan smiled and said nothing.

The pretty figure also noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere at this time, and asked quickly:

"Master Wu Zhen, am I here at the wrong time?"

"No, you came at the right time." Ye Qingxuan shook his head slightly, looked at the pretty figure, and said with a smile: "Miss Cheng Zi, we meet again."

The visitor was none other than the innocent girl who gave him the cursed beads on the high-speed train that day, Cheng Zi!

Cheng Zi was also a little surprised, his mouth opened slightly, obviously he didn't expect to meet this beautiful young man here again.

Ye Qingxuan turned around, looked at the livid Master Wu Zhen, took the initiative to speak, and said lightly:

"Master, it's getting late. It's almost lunch time. Don't you want me to have a fast meal?"