"Dear friends, what else can you do?"
In the Xiangyan Temple, Milo's every move carried a majesty derived from the Taoist Temple and Puming Mountain. At this time, he deliberately tested the pressure. The restless people present only felt that a basin of cold water fell on their heads.
The irritable mood that was originally there has calmed down.
However, some stubborn people, who believed that Milo would not hurt others, hid in the crowd and asked loudly: "How do we know whether you will protect each other with officials? Are you taking the original quota for yourself?"
Milo's eyes fell. The man's vitality looked like he was about forty years old. His figure was quite strong, but his beard and hair were stained with white frost, and his face was full of wrinkles. He looked older, as if he was already six years old. More than ten years old.
He trembled all over, but thinking of his own situation, he suppressed his fear and stepped forward and said: "Taoist Master, it's not that we want to cause trouble, but we are actually worried about whether you can do what is written in the announcement."
"This matter has been handed over to the authorities. When you ask me this, do you think Mr. Qian and others cannot do what they say?"
Milo's overly official answer was obviously unconvincing. Several people hidden in the crowd did not dare to speak on their own and looked at each other, trying to mutter something.
But before they opened their mouths, they felt Milo's gaze falling on them. When they looked at each other for a moment, they felt as if they were struck by lightning. Their brains felt like they had a splitting headache, and their whole bodies felt soft and uncomfortable, but they couldn't move.
Milo looked back and saw the middle-aged man who had previously gritted his teeth to refute him, and spoke again: "Of course we trust Mr. Qian, but we are also worried about what we should do if we make a mistake? How can we test again?"
Milo stared at the middle-aged man, seeing that he was obviously very afraid, but he kept gritting his teeth and persisting. On the contrary, many people around him were shrinking because of fear.
Reaching out to seal the seal, many residents backed away. They were even more frightened when they saw the glimmer of light emerging from Milo's fingertips.
The Huoju Taoist priests beside Milo also changed their expressions. Some of them showed unbearable expressions, while others lowered their heads and raised the corners of their mouths slightly.
The fear in the middle-aged man's heart was magnified to the extreme, but he still persisted.
Milo, who had a little sense of the other party's emotions and roughly understood why the other party persisted, could not say anything that would not be wrong in the test.
He thought for a while and said in a slightly gentle tone: "Generally speaking, the test will not go wrong. If you are really worried, we will check again under the statue of the emperor in a month. However, this time the test It's a matter of filling in the gaps. You have to get the official inspection report first, and only those who are just a little short can participate. What do you think, all the faithful believers?"
After hearing Milo's words, the residents of Lu'an County who came here automatically divided into two factions.
Some people think that Milo has already made concessions and they should not continue to make trouble.
The other part believes that they and others should fight for it again, and they can't fight for two more places.
However, the heads of the most noisy ones were still groggy at the moment because of Milo's gaze, and they did not get involved. Although everyone was talking about it, they were just talking. And as some people left, the discussion even decreased.
Those who wanted to fight again looked at Milo above, feeling inexplicably afraid in their hearts. They gritted their teeth and finally left together.
Watching the crowd disperse, Milo brought several Taoist priests into the temple, asked their names, briefly explained their work content, and then asked them to pack up and prepare, while he I plan to continue practicing.
At this time, a Huoju Taoist named Gong Zhonghan said: "Taoist Master, those people were so aggressive earlier, why did you retreat again and again?"
"How aggressive they are, and how can I retreat again and again? Who do you think is the stronger party and who is the weaker party between us and those residents? Are they really here to force me to wait?"
Milo, who has this past life memory, knows very well that a large number of these residents are not actually here to cause trouble, but just want the truth and are worried that someone will not follow the rules.
Gong Zhonghan fell silent, and Milo continued: "Even if they really force me to wait, we should still be polite in the county."
"Etiquette?"
Milo nodded and said: "As monks, we have the ability to kill ordinary people easily, but we should still follow the etiquette of treating our fellow humans equally."
"But what if they continue to persecute me?"
Another Huoju Taoist named Hou Yiyu was a little embarrassed. He didn't like to deal with such noisy people, as if he could get his own things by stalking them.
Facing this inquiry, Milo was not bored. He took out a spiritual talisman and handed it to Hou Yiyu: "Then use the photo talisman to record the scene at that time, then suppress the person and send it to the Public Security Department for them to deal with."
Hou Yiyu nodded when he heard the words. Gong Zhonghan, who had spoken before, suddenly thought of something and asked softly: "Taoist Priest, what you said before was all about inside the county, so what about meeting outside the county?"
"Then I can only pray that the monk this resident encounters is someone who is willing to follow legal standards and not take advantage of loopholes."
After saying that, Milo turned and left.
The Taoist was a little confused. Lou Gunan, the companion next to Gong Zhonghan, thought for a while, then came to his senses and explained: "According to Hanxia's laws and regulations, monks need to stay calm when meeting ordinary people outside and cannot attack at will."
"Isn't this common sense?"
Gong Zhonghan didn't react for a while, but Hou Yiyu understood what Lou Gunan meant. He looked at Gong Zhonghan and said: "What Lou Daoyou means is that there can be loopholes here."
"What……"
Just as Gong Zhonghan was about to ask what he meant, he suddenly realized what he meant.
Although there are requirements in laws and regulations, when monks meet ordinary people outside, they need to remain calm and not act casually.
But in fact, there are many spirits in the wild that have the ability to transform into human forms. When many monks are nervous, they will tentatively attack humanoid creatures when they see them.
This situation is generally not considered illegal.
When combined with what Milo said, its meaning is self-evident.
On the other side, Milo, who returned to his place of practice, began today's lessons.
He first burned incense and chanted sutras in front of the statue of the emperor, then went to the Patriarch's Hall to burn incense, and finally went to the Demon-Conquering Hall and the left and right side halls to burn incense to stabilize the energy here. Then he took the several Taoist priests who had finished cleaning up and started arranging the work place by place.
During this period, Milo also briefly introduced the daily lessons of Xiangyan Temple and what he might teach in the future.
The several Huoju Taoists who had known about this for a long time naturally didn't say much. They just walked around the Xiangyan Temple with Milo once, did some homework with Milo, and then gave it a try at Milo's. Return to their respective residences.
Milo took out the roster, called out the mirror image, and while playing back the figures of several Huoju Taoists, recorded their auras and performances.
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