The abbot of the Lotus Temple was so discreet when he first met him that even Lu Hanjiang thought he was just an ordinary old monk. Facts have proved that the old monks in this temple are generally not simple guys.
That lion's roar just now would have been impossible to produce without thirty years of pure skills. In terms of internal strength alone, among the people present, the most powerful person was undoubtedly the abbot old monk... Of course , Lu Hanjiang himself cannot be counted among them.
The abbot of the Lotus Temple rushed over and saw that the monk Lingcheng had stopped. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but still kept a straight face. He sighed and asked: "Junior brother, how can you be so reckless! Hurry up and ask Apologize, sir!"
Monk Lingcheng regained his consciousness, so the fight could only be stopped by the Yamen. Fang Huayu walked across the blood-stained road with an ugly face, glanced at the white monk, and said sternly: "What's going on!"
Tianquan sheathed his sword and remained silent. Monk Lingcheng was helped by the abbot of the Lotus Temple and sat down without saying a word. The white monk retreated to the back and kept his mouth shut like a clay sculpture. Instead, a steward from the Fox Immortal Tower came out and spoke incessantly. The Jedi cried.
"Master Qingtian! These thieves came from nowhere, and they didn't understand any reason, so they just smashed them up in this building. It's hard for me, my lord. Listen to what I said -" The steward said with great emotion. He sat on the ground and cried, but the broken limbs and broken arms on the ground did not affect him at all.
The steward said one sentence after another, and soon added fuel to the fire. Not only did he pick out the Fox Fairy Tower, but he also deliberately used words to smear these Jianghu knights, which made Tianquan very angry.
"That's nonsense!"
Tian Quan was so angry that he shook his sleeves and pointed at the steward and said angrily: "You are heretical people who open a brothel to harm people. All the people in the town are witnesses. We, the righteous men, are upholding justice for heaven. How can we allow you to do this?" slander!"
"presumptuous!"
Fang Huayu snorted coldly, looked sideways at Tianquan and said solemnly: "How dare you, a Taoist, to act for Heaven? You should tell me which Heaven you are acting for, and which way you are practicing! Regardless of the court's laws, Ignorant and rude! Resign, my officer!"
"you......!"
Tianquan was even more angry after being lectured by Fang Huayu. He strode forward to argue, but luckily Zhao Ziyi was smart enough and stopped him quickly.
Although their trip was based on public opinion, it was unreasonable. Once the people from Huxian Tower were defeated, judging from Fang Huayu's previous attitude, there was no need to guess which side he would lean towards. If there was another conflict with the Yamen people, they would definitely be unhappy. Not good.
"Sir! We were wronged!"
Seeing the direction of the wind, the steward rolled his eyes, immediately put on a sad face and howled on the spot: "How can it be wrong to open a brothel? We have never done shady business, we have always given every effort in exchange for a penny. I don’t know why the Taoist Priest is so hostile to us. Is it possible that the Taoist Priest’s family is also in the brothel business?”
"Bastard!" Tian Quan was furious, drew his sword and pointed it at the steward: "The Qingcheng sect has had a clear name for generations, how can I allow you, a despicable person, to tarnish it!"
The master was humiliated, Tianquan was furious, and the sword was even more murderous. He was so frightened that the steward immediately turned around and begged for mercy: "Taoist Master, please spare my life! Sir! Sir, please save me!"
"Bold! What do you want to do with a knife in front of the adults!" The black-faced head catcher had already recovered his breath. With an order, more than a dozen officers surrounded Tianquan.
Zhao Ziyi secretly thought, "Oh no, that steward is not even afraid of the flesh and blood on the ground. He knelt in the pool of blood without even frowning. How could such a ruthless person be frightened by a mere sword? This guy is doing this on purpose." Angry Tianquan.
"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! It's all a misunderstanding!"
Zhao Ziyi hurriedly came out to talk to Xini. He said with a smile: "Masters, please don't be nervous. Taoist Master Tianquan has no other intention. He is just dissatisfied with the people from Huxian Tower for slandering the reputation of our school. Please forgive me."
Tian Quan finally understood the importance. After Zhao Ziyi said a word, he also sobered up a lot. After giving the steward of the Fox Fairy Tower a hard look, he put away his sword and retreated to the back angrily.
When Fang Huayu saw that Zhao Ziyi was still involved, he couldn't help but frowned. However, he didn't say anything on the spot. Instead, he looked at the steward of Huxian Tower and asked, "What's going on with these corpses?"
"You don't know," the steward of the Fox Fairy Building shook his head vigorously, then pointed at Monk Lingcheng and said, "This crazy monk rushed in with a knife today and wanted to kill people. If we hadn't been protected by the Buddha, I'm afraid he would have died long ago. We are under his butcher’s knife, why should you please make the decision for us?”
Fang Huayu did not agree to him immediately, but turned to look at the black-faced head catcher. The latter understood and immediately called the men around him to start inspecting the corpses on the ground.
After a while, he came to Fang Huayu and whispered in his ear: "Sir, it doesn't matter. The deceased were all wearing weapons and had nothing to prove their identity. It seems that they should be some scattered people."
Fang Huayu nodded slightly, then turned to look at the abbot of the Lotus Temple: "Master Lingyi, did you hear what the steward of the Fox Immortal Tower said?"
Lingyi, this is the name of the abbot of the Lotus Temple. The skinny old monk stood up, clasped his hands and bowed down. I don’t know whether he was worshiping the county magistrate Fang Huayu, or the innocent souls everywhere.
"Amitabha," the old monk Lingyi said with a bit of sadness in his cloudy eyes: "This junior brother of Lao Na is not good at martial arts and accidentally injured these knights. These sins will naturally be blamed on the Lotus Temple. If their family members If you want to be held accountable, I will wait quietly in the temple."
"Yes." Fang Huayu responded and did not intend to interfere in this matter anymore.
According to the rules, this is called Jianghu's affair. Since the person who died is a member of Jianghu, it is natural for them to handle it themselves. If the government interferes, it will cause people to talk.
If the family members of these deceased people have any hatred, they can go to the Lotus Temple themselves and kill or behead them. They can do whatever they want if they have the ability, and the government will not bother to care.
However, Fang Huayu's turning a blind eye was actually equivalent to being biased. After all, it was impossible for this group of unknown people to challenge the Lotus Temple. He didn't care, which was tantamount to covering up.
Of course, when a person lives to this age, Old Monk Lingyi naturally understands that Fang Huayu's gentle letting go this time cannot be a sudden kindness. He has long been aware of this adult's partiality towards Huxianlou, and now he understands it. Announced.
"Since your Excellency has promised our temple to handle this matter by itself, I will take my leave."
Old monk Lingyi bowed his head and said Amitabha, and slowly left with monk Lingcheng and other monks. When he passed by Tianquan, he paused for a moment and let out a sigh.
Tianquan watched them leave, but was unable to do anything. His head was in a mess now. He had been doing a good job of exorcising demons and defending the way, but in the end, the evil monk was fine, but it was the helper they invited who went crazy and turned him around. Everyone was killed.
After the people from the Lotus Temple left, Fang Huayu finally turned his attention to Tian Quan, the central figure in the incident. He was about to speak when he suddenly heard the black-faced headman beside him shout: "Who is it!"
Fang Huayu was stunned. It turned out that a black shadow suddenly flew from a distance and was caught by the black-faced head catcher. The black man wanted to curse, but he felt something was wrong in his hand and subconsciously looked down. After taking a quick look, the charcoal face suddenly turned pale.
"Sir, look..." The black-faced catcher swallowed, turned around and picked up the thing in his hand. Fang Huayu glanced at it and winced slightly.
It was a token with four big characters written on it: Beizhen Fusi.
"Master Fang, no one can make mistakes without being a sage. I am a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, Yue Lifeng. I wonder if you can give me some face, raise your hand, and let fellow Taoist Tianquan go free this time?"
With a distant chuckle, Lu Hanjiang arrived belatedly with Huangfu Xiaoyuan.
