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Chapter 214: The Anger of the Abbot

Zhang Yang is only sixteen years old. He is very special in front of this crowd of gully and white whose whose beauty.

Moreover, Zhang Yang stood in front of them. From the standpoint of standing, this young monk who was not like words was not an ordinary small Sami. Instead Then, then

There is no hair on the mouth, and the work is not solid!

This says that people still agree with it. After all, Jiang is still old! Young people don't have so much time to enrich his knowledge and insights. Moreover, you are young and impressed. Naturally, it will not make people so satisfied.

But who can tell them who is the young monk standing in the front?

Although Zhang Yang's age is very young, there is still a touch of childish on his face, but his fullness and temperament make people dare not underestimate. It is precisely because of this. Instead, I whispered below. Everyone was very curious about his identity. After all, there is a life now. This is not a trivial matter. Puguang Temple cannot let a junior come to solve this matter.

"The public, the poor monk is the current abbot of this Puoguang Temple!"

In a word, make the people below sensational.

Resident? How is this possible!

The abbot of a temple is the whole temple of the temple. How can it be in charge of such a yellow -haired boy? This is simply impossible in the hearts of everyone!

And because of the problems in front of Zhang Yang, it looks younger than the actual age. What is manifested in front of the people is a little young boy with red lips and white teeth. He said that he was the abbot of Puguang Temple, but they did not believe it.

Moreover, the previous Puoguang Temple, but Master Fa Zhao was abbot. These nearby people were very clear. How could it suddenly become the little monk in front of them? Such an inconsistent thing was rejected by them. Is the scapegoat released from Puguang Temple?

Forgive them for noast thinking, it is indeed Zhang Yangchang is too harmless. In addition, they now complain about Puguang Temple, and naturally they will think that Zhang Yang is the poor worm that Puguang Temple temporarily pushed out for the accident.

As a result, everyone's eyes were full of sympathy, poor children, in such a sinister place, it was dangerous and sad!

For weak and beautiful things, it often enhances people's desire to protect. At this time, publicity is the fragile glass in the eyes of everyone, which requires their help to get rid of this place where the dead people are killed.

"Little master, you don't know anything, beware of them!"

It is true that for them, Zhang Yang is a stranger. Before, people had never seen him in Puguang Temple. Therefore, naturally, they would think that Zhang Yang was just a lamb that they had deceived from somewhere, and forgot to think about things thinking about things. The possibility.

There was a bitter smile on the corner of Zhang Yang's mouth. Although they knew that they were for themselves, this simple concern also moved him, but did they look so naive? Why can't they see the essence through the phenomenon, in him Under the thin small body, there is a powerful soul hidden.

However, it is not time to argue about these. At this time, there is a life after all. This is not a trivial matter. Zhang Yang must hurry up and deal with it quickly. If it attracts the government to take over, it will be much more difficult to operate.

And that, the Buddhist gate and the court are going to oppose it again. For such confrontations, Zhang Yang is very sensitive. For the Buddhist organization, a transcendent organization, but the relationship with the court was very uncomfortable before.

Once the court decides to arrest, it will inevitably be obstructed by the Buddhist gate. This is true to the same behavior of Zhang Yang's opinion.

The rule of law of the court.

"Everyone, please quiet, listen to the poor monks finished."

Zhang Yang said loudly again. There was no way. He hadn't banned it yet, so that they could stop their mouths and can be silent. They could only simulate the repeat machine and touch them.

When talking, Zhang Yang had come to the side of Huang Grandma who was lying on the ground and turned her eyelids. The pupil has spread, and the pulse of the neck was gone.

undoubtedly.

Zhang Yang sighed a little. Although he had witnessed too much death, this was the first time he saw such an old man in such a tough way to settle himself. Looking at the already collapsed forehead, the blood on the top was covered with full blood and water was covered with full of blood water.

The wrinkles on the face have been slowly dry, and a ghost picture on the face is made, which makes people look very frightened.

Zhang Yang stretched out his right hand and covered her face. From top to bottom, she covered the eyes that did not close together. A was angry. He must figure out this matter. He couldn't let this poor old man died like this.

"What about the truth of the matter, the poor monks will immediately investigate. If it is related to the temple, here, the poor monk assumes the leader as the abbot of the Puguang Temple, once you discover it, it will never be light!"

Zhang Yang said that the firm tone could not help but be convincing.

At this time, the excited emotions of the crowds were relieved. After all, the attitude of publicity was very good. At this time, I was tangled with the rationality of the abbot of Puguang Temple.

That is how Puoguang Temple will treat Huang Grandma to kill the Buddhist gate.

Zhang Yang is only sixteen years old. He is very special in front of this crowd of gully and white whose whose beauty.

Moreover, Zhang Yang stood in front of them. From the standpoint of standing, this young monk who was not like words was not an ordinary small Sami. Instead

Then, then

There is no hair on the mouth, and the work is not solid!

This says that people still agree with it. After all, Jiang is still old! Young people don't have so much time to enrich his knowledge and insights. Moreover, you are young and impressed.

Naturally, it will not make people so satisfied.

But who can tell them who is the young monk standing in the front?

Although Zhang Yang's age is very young, there is even a touch of childish on his face, but his fullness and temperament make people dare not underestimate. It is precisely because of this.

Instead of theft below, everyone is very curious about his identity. After all, there is a life of life. This is not a trivial matter. Puguang Temple cannot let a junior come to solve this matter.

"The public, the poor monk is the current abbot of this Puoguang Temple!"

In a word, make the people below sensational.

Resident? How is this possible!

The abbot of a temple is the whole temple of the temple. How can it be in charge of such a yellow -haired boy? This is simply impossible in the hearts of everyone!

And because of the problems in front of Zhang Yang, it looks younger than the actual age. What is manifested in front of the people is a little young boy with red lips and white teeth. He said that he was the abbot of Puguang Temple, but they did not believe it.

Moreover, the previous Puoguang Temple, but Master Fa Zhao was abbot. These nearby people were very clear. How could it suddenly become the little monk in front of them? Such an inconsistent thing was rejected by them.

Is the scapegoat released from Puguang Temple?

Forgive them for noast thinking, it is indeed Zhang Yangchang is too harmless. In addition, they now complain about Puguang Temple, and naturally they will think that Zhang Yang is the poor worm that Puguang Temple temporarily pushed out for the accident.

As a result, everyone's eyes were full of sympathy, poor children, in such a sinister place, it was dangerous and sad!

For weak and beautiful things, it often enhances people's desire to protect. At this time, publicity is the fragile glass in the eyes of everyone, which requires their help to get rid of this place where the dead people are killed.

"Little master, you don't know anything, beware of them!"

It is true that for them, Zhang Yang is a stranger. Before, people had never seen him in Puguang Temple. Therefore, naturally, they would think that Zhang Yang was just a lamb that they had deceived from somewhere, and forgot to think about things thinking about things.

The possibility.

There was a bitter smile on the corner of Zhang Yang's mouth. Although they knew that they were for themselves, this simple concern also moved him, but did they look so naive? Why can't they see the essence through the phenomenon, in him

Under the thin small body, there is a powerful soul hidden.

However, it is not time to argue about these. At this time, there is a life after all. This is not a trivial matter. Zhang Yang must hurry up and deal with it quickly. If it attracts the government to take over, it will be much more difficult to operate.

And that, the Buddhist gate and the court are going to oppose it again. For such confrontations, Zhang Yang is very sensitive. For the Buddhist organization, a transcendent organization, but the relationship with the court was very uncomfortable before.

Once the court decides to arrest, it will inevitably be obstructed by the Buddhist gate. This is true to the same behavior of Zhang Yang's opinion.

The rule of law of the court.

"Everyone, please quiet, listen to the poor monks finished."

Zhang Yang said loudly again. There was no way. He hadn't banned it yet, so that they could stop their mouths and can be silent. They could only simulate the repeat machine and touch them.

When talking, Zhang Yang had come to the side of Huang Grandma who was lying on the ground and turned her eyelids. The pupil has spread, and the pulse of the neck was gone.

undoubtedly.

Zhang Yang sighed a little. Although he had witnessed too much death, this was the first time he saw such an old man in such a tough way to settle himself. Looking at the already collapsed forehead, the blood on the top was covered with full blood and water was covered with full of blood water.

The wrinkles on the face have been slowly dry, and a ghost picture on the face is made, which makes people look very frightened.
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