"What I want to say is a treasure!"

At this time, a short man with a mustache had been replaced on the stage.

"Tsk~ Hu San, you are a green-skinned scoundrel. You hang around in the market all day, what kind of treasure can you expect? You are here to brag again, come down quickly! Don't waste my time waiting!"

Someone was already laughing.

Obviously this short man with a mustache still has some reputation, but his reputation is not very good.

"Don't look down on people!"

Mustache Dao said angrily: "How do you know my magical powers?"

"Hahaha, what other magical powers do you have? Bullying young and old, or teasing older girls?"

"Ha ha!"

His words caused a round of ridicule.

The mustache's face turned red, and he pinched his neck and said anxiously: "I've been walking around the streets all day long, but I've done nothing, and I'm not afraid of scaring you. Within a hundred miles of Lingbi County, there are big and small matters at home and abroad.

There is nothing I don’t know about widows stealing people and old men picking up ashes!”

"Among you people, who doesn't have some secrets? I know everything!"

There was a moment of silence in the restaurant.

His words shocked everyone.

It’s not that no one doesn’t believe it, but everyone knows that Hu San is well-informed. Who knows if he really knows his secrets?

I didn't dare to offend him anymore.

"Then tell me, what good treasures have you seen?"

"Hey hey hey..."

Hu San saw that all the drinkers were looking at him curiously and expectantly, and he was so proud that he started to betray himself.

"It's a coincidence that this treasure is somewhat related to the story told by the sour scholar just now."

One person yelled: "You Hu San, don't try to betray me and offend me. I'll have a hard time with you in the future!"

Hu San took a quick look and saw a shirtless man glaring at him angrily, and his body trembled involuntarily.

This person is a tyrant in Lingbi County. He doesn't have to be afraid of others, but if this person wants to make things difficult for him, he will have no chance of survival.

He didn't dare to be pretentious anymore and said anxiously: "Didn't that sour scholar talk about the ancient temple outside the West Village? I am familiar with that place, Hu San. The temple is called Lingyin Temple for some years, but there is a secret.

I am afraid that only I, Hu San, know about this matter in Lingbi County!"

He proudly pointed at himself with his thumb: "Who do you think those group of serious monks in Lingyin Temple are?"

"Bah! That's a bunch of robbers!"

He sighed, fearing that others wouldn't believe it, so he emphasized: "Although you guys don't believe it, I, Hu San, heard this with my own ears!"

"More than ten years ago, there was an old monk in Lingyin Temple. However, later this old monk took in a group of bandits who came from nowhere. The bandits were all seriously injured at the time. The old monk was kind-hearted and saved them.

And left them in the temple,"

"After these bandits recovered from their injuries, I don't know why. At first, they were calm and followed the old monk in the temple to chant sutras and chant Buddha. But who would have thought that it didn't take long for these bandits to kill the old monk?

Kill him and take over the Lingyin Temple!"

"Hu San'er, can you know such a thing?"

"That's right, more than ten years ago, you were still messing with Niba, right?"

The drinkers cheered.

Hu San became anxious and defended loudly: "Who am I, Hu San? I have a wide acquaintance, and I can enjoy this reputation everywhere. A monk in the temple, who has some friendship with me, told me personally!"

"Hahaha! He dares to tell you about this scandal of repaying kindness with vengeance, killing people and occupying land? Are you his father?"

Hu Sandao said: "What's the point? He drank with me and drank so much that his own father couldn't even recognize him when he stood in front of him. He also brought out this old feat to brag to me. Isn't it strange?"

"Okay, what you said makes sense, but you still haven't said what kind of treasure it is?"

Nowadays, the world is dark and the world is in turmoil. To these people, repaying kindness with enmity, killing people and seizing temples are all normal things.

Even in this Lingbi County, how can one or two people not die on any day?

The government doesn’t care, so can they still control it?

But that baby is more attractive to them.

"Isn't that what we're talking about?"

Hu Sandao: "I just said it was a coincidence. The monk had a drink with me the night before yesterday, and he mentioned that Lingyin Temple is haunted these days!"

"I heard that bitter scholar talk about this today, and I realized that it was the victim who came back to claim his life."

"The monk told me that in the past few days, the dead ghost named Shen has been making trouble in their temple every day and night. Although it didn't cause any serious problems at first, it also made them uneasy day and night."

"And the trouble became more and more violent. Within three or two days, the monk who stole someone else's wife almost fell into the well and died while fetching water."

"The monk I was drinking with said that most likely it was the dead ghost named Shen who had been wronged and it was difficult to avenge him. This resentment is getting deeper and deeper. I am afraid that it will soon turn into a evil ghost. When the time comes, it will not only make them uneasy. Already."

"Hiss~ That person surnamed Shen won't cause trouble in this county, right? I heard that this evil ghost is very fierce. No one can survive wherever it passes!"

One of the drinkers said in fear.

"Hold on!"

Hu Sanyi clapped his hands and said: "Those monks are also afraid that the man named Shen will turn into a ghost and seek his life. So, the monk told me that they are going to borrow a treasure and collect the dead man named Shen!" "

"What kind of treasure? Can it be so powerful?"

"Where can I borrow it?"

A drinker asked hurriedly.

Hu San said proudly: "There is a scholar named Wang in this county. Do you know the family where the little daughter died a few days ago?"

"Of course you know that the daughters in that family are all very clever! Especially the little daughter, she is really... sucking~ What a pity!"

"It's their home!"

Hu Sandao: "Then the monk told me that a few days ago, Wang Shu got a treasure from somewhere and was bragging about it to everyone!"

Under the stage, Zheng Gong and the other three people who didn't care much at first were slightly startled and looked at each other.

One person asked doubtfully: "Since you are bragging about it everywhere, how come we don't know?"

Hu San glanced at him sideways and said disdainfully: "Tsk, who is he? He is also a scholar, and the people he interacts with are not only high-ranking officials, but also noble people. Are you worthy of a rough guy like you?"

"you……!"

Qian Duoduo looked at the stage and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, tell me! What baby?"

When the God of Wealth spoke, Hu San stopped complaining and said with a smile: "Mr. Qian, I heard that the monk said that this treasure is really destined to them. It is a string of beads worn by the monk. It is priceless! I heard that it can still be sold. It’s so magical to exorcise evil spirits!”

"So the group of monks from Lingyin Temple wanted to borrow it to deal with the man named Shen, hey!"

Hu San sneered: "In my opinion, what's the borrowing? Who are these monks? If Scholar Wang is willing to give away the treasure, that's all. If he doesn't, I'm afraid his family will be ruined!"

"..."

Qian Duoduo and the three looked at each other again.

Huang Daozong said: "This is something belonging to the holy monk. Although the holy monk may not care, we cannot let it fall into the hands of a group of robbers."

"indeed,"

Mr. Zheng nodded, and then said dissatisfiedly: "This man named Wang really doesn't know what to say, and the things don't belong to him. Why are you bragging outside?"

"Hehe, let me see, 80% of the people named Wang really regard it as their own."

Qian Duoduo sneered: "Although Buddha's power is boundless, he is too kind and simple, and he doesn't understand human nature at all. We have all seen those rosary beads, and if nothing else, the beads themselves are priceless, let alone the beads.

And mana,"
Chapter completed!