Coincidentally, the temple that came to mind before was also entered in two directions.
Suspecting that the temple Zhang Wei mentioned was exactly what he was looking for, Chu Feng changed direction again.
This mountain forest is neither big nor small. It is not that easy to find an inconspicuous temple in the vast woods without using magic and physical inertia.
Fortunately, Zhang Wei had a certain impression of that place. He pointed out the way several times and described the surrounding appearance. Chu Feng determined the approximate location.
More than twenty minutes later, Chu Feng, Zhang Wei, and Black Cat arrived at the temple before everyone else.
Different from the dilapidated and old ones described by Zhang Wei before, the temple is very new. The walls are all red, which is particularly eye-catching. The plaques are all made of gold, shining in the sun. The bodhi branches in the yard are swaying in a provocative manner.
In front of the Buddhist hall, there is a domineering and majestic statue of Skanda with one hand on the hip and the other holding the demon-conquering pestle.
If it were not deserted and without a single pilgrim, anyone would think this is a temple full of incense.
“There are so many changes here!”
Zhang Wei, who had been here once, looked inside with curiosity in his eyes.
"Amitabha"
Following a loud Buddha's name, a middle-aged monk with a shiny face and a rich appearance flashed out.
Zhang Wei, who was concentrating, was so frightened that he sat on the ground.
"Fuck you, you're the one next door. Why don't you make any sound when you walk? It scares grandma to death."
The rich monk's face suddenly changed. He pointed at Zhang Wei and gritted his teeth and said: "You bastard, I remember your voice. You were the one who shouted on the cliff that day and caused me to fall off the cliff."
Zhang Wei was stunned for a moment, then looked at the middle-aged monk with a ghostly expression.
"You fell from such a high place and you're still alive."
The rich middle-aged monk hummed twice and was about to speak when he suddenly saw Chu Feng standing behind Zhang Wei. He looked startled and said with a wry smile: "Chen Shiyi, Taoist Chen, you are really haunted."
Chu Feng, who was regarded as a ghost again, walked up and made a gesture.
"Master Huihai, say it again, Pindao is not Chen Shiyi"
The wealthy middle-aged monk, Hui Hai, sighed and said: "I don't care whether you are a human or a ghost. Today is different from the past——"
"Dip, warn the host not to reveal the existence of the Buddhist revitalization system, otherwise, it will be wiped out on the spot."
A thunderous voice resounded through Hui Hai's mind.
"QNMLGB! I need your reminder. I have been a prison guard for such a long time and have met so many important people. I need your guidance on what to do and what not to do. You are so loud, do you want to scare me to death? Old man." Hui Hai cursed in his heart.
"Uh, host, please don't reveal the existence of the Buddhist revitalization system, otherwise, it will be wiped out on the spot."
The system's sound is much quieter than before.
Hui Hai snorted in his heart, but on the surface there was no change at all.
"Taoist Priest, I have experienced life and death once, and now, ghosts and monsters are like floating clouds to me."
"Pindao is really not a ghost"
Chu Feng said helplessly.
Hui Hai took a deep look at Chu Feng, turned to look at Zhang Wei who was getting up from the ground, and said with an unkind expression: "Last time you caused me to fall off a cliff and die, do you want to give me an explanation?"
"What statement?"
Zhang Wei looked confused.
Hui Hai stretched out five fingers, glanced at Zhang Wei's clothes, and bent another one.
"I don't want more, just take out 400,000 yuan and we'll pay for it."
"Damn bald donkey, you are crazy about money."
Zhang Wei opened his mouth and cursed. Even if he didn't have 400,000 yuan, he wouldn't give it to him if he had.
Hui Hai looked Zhang Wei up and down, with a hint of disdain on his lips.
"Looking at you selling goods all over the place, I also know that you have no money. In this way, as long as you come up with 50,000 yuan, the grudge between you and me will be wiped out. Huh, if the bank hadn't frozen my account, hundreds of thousands would be in my eyes. It’s just bullshit.”
Hui Hai, who once worked as a temple supervisor, has quite the style of a local tycoon who regards money as dirt.
"It's nothing wrong with you. If you want me to compensate you 50,000 yuan, don't even think about it. I have 500 million meters of green worms. If you want, take it."
Zhang Wei patted the little Zhang Wei below, who was very single.
As a child from an ordinary family, his parents' savings were spent growing up and studying. After graduation, finding a job was not smooth and prices were so high that he had no money left at all.
Hui Hai turned around and glanced at Chu Feng who was silent. He paused and said to Zhang Wei: "For the sake of you and the Taoist priest, I will take one step back. As long as you take out 18,000 yuan, all the past will be wiped out." Otherwise, I want you to look good."
This time, Zhang Wei simply remained silent.
Hui Hai was annoyed and pointed at Zhang Wei and said, "You will suffer a bloody disaster."
"You damn bald donkey, how dare you curse me?" Zhang Wei opened his mouth and cursed.
Hui Hai turned around and walked towards the Buddhist hall.
"Don't go, bald donkey"
Zhang Wei raised his legs to follow.
Because I was too excited, I didn't notice the somewhat high threshold. I fell down and touched my head to the ground. Bright red blood flowed out from the damaged area and covered my face.
"What did I say? A bloody disaster is coming."
Hui Hai turned around and gloated.
Zhang Wei was furious, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face, got up, and rushed over.
Hui Hai dodged lightly.
Zhang Wei chased after him, but accidentally stepped on a banana peel and fell to the ground again. A lot of blood oozed from the injured area.
"The Second Bloody Disaster"
Huihai said proudly.
Zhang Wei raised his head and roared outside.
"Brother Hei, your brother is being bullied, and you just look at it like this"
Well, a black cat covered in black and with smooth satin-like fur jumped in, looking at Hui Hai with an unkind look.
"Chen Shiyi's Cat"
Hui Hai frowned slightly.
"It's a poor cat"
Chu Feng floated in like a gust of wind.
Hui Hai's eyes narrowed.
"Taoist Master, good method"
Chu Feng walked up to Zhang Wei, knelt down, and waved away the blood on his face and the injury on his forehead.
"How much money do you have now?"
Zhang Wei was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head.
"Less than seven thousand"
"so little"
Chu Feng was stunned.
Zhang Wei was even more ashamed and his neck turned red.
"People in their twenties don't even have 10,000 yuan. No matter what school you go to or what books you read, you might as well become a monk early in the morning. I am not ten years older than you, with a deposit of 5 million, three properties, and a store. Set, three lovers, all of them beautiful, one of them even gave birth to a child for me, if you compare with others, I will make you mad to death."
Huihai's heart was filled with crushing pleasure, and the accumulated grievances caused by being green and being kicked out of Lingchan Temple were swept away.
Zhang Wei was angry and retorted: "I don't lie to people, and I don't harm society. I go to school and work step by step, live frugally, and play games at most. If there's any problem, just be poor. Like you, as a person A monk who does whatever it takes to get money and plays with women has no character at all, so what's the big deal?"
