My understanding is incredible: I was a policeman in Daxia

Leave Hutou Ridge.

Zhang Chen did not return to Baihe Town.

Instead, I went to Jingkong Temple.

Jingkong Temple is also very famous in the entire Baibao City and Sixty-three Towns.

Although, it is a bit far away from Baihe Town.

However, with Zhang Chen's current cultivation strength, running with all his strength, a few hours is enough.

……

Jingkong Temple.

It has always been popular and has many believers.

Even now, the abbots, elders, and almost all eminent monks in the temple have gone to Jinguang Temple to participate in the Water and Land Dharma Assembly.

However, this has no impact at all. Believers come here to worship devoutly.

Zhang Chen was walking on the long stone steps.

The figure with a golden sword on his back and linen clothes was extremely conspicuous.

The believers all around and passing by would cast strange glances.

When Zhang Chen walked to the stone steps.

Two monks immediately walked out and stopped Zhang Chen.

One person put his hands together and said in a scolding tone.

"Donor, the pure land of Buddhism prohibits the entry of bladed weapons."

Zhang Chen frowned.

The golden sword that the golden sword catches never leaves his body.

However, after thinking about it, Zhang Chen still took off the golden sword from his back.

Another person said,"I don't know the donor, come to me Jingkong Temple, what happened?"

"If you want to burn incense, the donor is dirty, so please take a bath before coming."

"If you want to add sesame oil, it's over there."

The monk pointed the direction to Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen's face twitched.

Good guy.

After burning incense, you have to go back to bathe and change clothes.

Donating sesame oil money is not necessary.

Zhang Chen looked at his clothes.

The so-called dirt. , it was the blood stains on his clothes.

He came in a hurry and had no time to take care of these things.

Zhang Chen put the golden knife back on his back and said,"I won't go in.""

"Sorry for bothering you, please report to Master Liaofan."

"I want to invite him to Baihe Town to perform a religious ceremony."

Yes, Zhang Chen wants to perform a ritual ceremony for the people of Baihe Town.

Although he doesn't quite understand the meaning of ritual rituals in this world.

After all, death is like a lamp going out.

Unless an evil ghost appears.

But now , and there is no need to catch ghosts.

However, Zhang Chen still decided to do this ritual.

After all, the people of Baihe Town died tragically.

Doing a ritual allows them to rest in peace.

It can also be regarded as him doing more things for Baihe Town. Well.

Although there are only a few mountain-guarding monks left in Jingkong Temple,

Master Liaofan is the most skilled monk in the area of ​​hundreds of miles around.

I heard that he is not high in cultivation and is not good at praying, so he did not go to the water and land. Dharma assembly.

However, Dharma affairs have been held for decades.

In Sixty-Third Town, almost all well-known families invited this Master Liofan to attend Dharma ceremonies.

After hearing this, the two monks looked up and down. Zhang Chen.

Then, he sneered at the same time.

"Are you the golden knife agent?"

"I heard that your monthly salary is only a few dozen taels."

"Do you know how much it will cost for us to perform a ritual ceremony for Uncle Fan?"

"With your small salary, I'm afraid I won't be able to get you. Zhang Chen said,"

Don't worry, I've prepared the money.""

"Master Fan will definitely be satisfied. The two monks still sneered,"

Excuse me, have you prepared the sedan chair and the servants?""

"Uncle Liaofan, his cultivation level is not high."

"Therefore, every time you travel, you must be escorted in a sedan chair and have someone specially assigned to serve you."

"Not to mention your Baihe Town, which is not close to here."

"It's a long journey. If you walk, Master Liaofan won't be able to bear it."

"What, are you going to carry Uncle Fan on your back yourself?"

Zhang Chen suddenly frowned.

Just when he was about to say something, an old monk and a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper walked out side by side.

The middle-aged man said respectfully,"I will send a sedan chair early the day after tomorrow. I’ve come to invite you, Master Fan."

"I'll leave the affairs of the house to Master Fan."

The old monk put his hands together and said kindly,"You're in charge, don't worry."

"When the poor monk chants sutras and is saved, the old lady will surely be reborn in bliss."

The middle-aged man bowed and left.

The old monk was also ready to leave.

Zhang Chen quickly called out,"Master Liaofan."

The old monk, when he heard the voice, stopped and looked at Zhang Chen

"Little donor, do you call the old monk? Zhang

Chen nodded and said,"I would like to invite you, Master Fan, to go to our Baihe Town to perform a ritual ceremony.""

"Don't worry, I've prepared the reward."

When the old monk heard this, he looked Zhang Chen up and down, then put his hands together and refused.

"Little donor, you should have seen it just now"

"The day after tomorrow, I have to go to Hu Mansion to perform a ritual ceremony"

"I'm afraid, I don't have time to go to Baihe Town."

"Little donor, please ask for help."

Zhang Chen said quickly,"I will buy a Feiyu white colt and give it to Master personally."

"I guarantee that Master you can make it back to Jingkong Temple early the morning after tomorrow."

When Master Liaofan heard this, he walked straight away without saying a word.

Obviously, in his opinion, Zhang Chen couldn't buy a precious thousand-mile horse like Feiyu Baiju.

It was just to trick him into leaving.

Zhang Chen was anxious , quickly stepped forward to stop him.

Master Liaofan, a trace of displeasure suddenly flashed between his eyebrows.

"Little donor, please don’t mess around."

"Poor monk, the cost of performing a ritual is five hundred taels."

"The Hu Mansion even offered a high price of one thousand taels."

"This is a sky-high price that the little donor cannot bear."

"Why bother yourself and waste your and my time?

Zhang Chen said with a hint of anger,"I'll pay two thousand taels.""

"Master Liaofan, can you come with me for a while?"

As he said this, Zhang Chen took out a five-hundred-gold silver note, fearing that Master Fan would not believe it.

Five hundred gold is equivalent to five thousand taels.

Master Liaofan looked at the bright five-hundred-gold silver note and saw it in front of his eyes. Bright.

However, he still shook his head

"Little benefactor, don’t get entangled in it anymore and leave."

"Why?"Zhang Chen asked in a cold voice.

Master Liaofan suddenly became angry,"Do you insist that I, a poor monk, not show any respect to you?"

"Who do you think you are?"

"He's just a little catcher with a golden sword."

"The Hu family is the richest man in eight nearby towns."

"Poor monk, if I missed the Hu family's ritual because I went to Baihe Town,"

"Can you afford the consequences?"

The Hu family, the sesame oil money they added to Jingkong Temple is enough to support half of the monks in the temple.

"Therefore, Master Liaofan is looking down on me"

"Why don't you go to my Baihe Town to perform rituals?"

Zhang Chen's tone was already cold.

"Asking knowingly."Master Liaofan, put down the next sentence

"you wanna die."Zhang Chen suddenly burst out with murderous intent.

He was not in a good mood. He just suppressed his anger.

He pulled out the golden sword instantly.

Master Liaofan's expression changed drastically,"You, you, you... you want to use force? Can't?"

"Nephew Miaoshan, help me..."

Two young monks rushed over.

They were two 'acquaintances'.

It was the two masters Miaoshan and Miaokong.

"Zhang Chen?"The two of them were shocked.

They still remember how fierce and powerful Zhang Chen was in the city lord's palace.

It was Zhang Chen who killed the big demon of Mangshan.

Now, even the city lord's palace intends to befriend Zhang Chen and even sell Zhang Chen. Chen's face.

After hearing what happened, the two of them suddenly looked extremely ugly.

A mere Hu Mansion was nothing more than an ant in front of the City Lord's Mansion.

The most important thing is that in the face of a murderer like Zhang Chen, if you have to force yourself , they couldn't stop them.

Unexpectedly, a gatekeeper monk thought that the two of them were coming, and he suddenly felt confident.

"Miaoshan and Miaokong, two senior brothers, are direct disciples of the host."

"He has won the orthodoxy of Buddhism, has advanced cultivation, and is powerful."

"It's no use, you, a little golden sword catcher, are acting recklessly here.

Another gatekeeper monk said directly,"Humph, is it just your family that has died?""

"The life of the old lady of the Hu Mansion is very precious, and her rituals..."

Zhang Chen couldn't hear the words behind him clearly.

Because he had already turned around and left.

He suddenly realized that these unworthy monks were invited to go to the villagers of Baihe Town. What the people did was simply an insult to them.