The pilgrim was hit by a critical blow, covering his face and staring at the monk in front of him without reacting for a moment.

Then he saw the monk's eyes red, gasping for a while, his heart trembled, and he started to wail: "The monk has beaten someone!! The monk has become a demon!!"

The crowd closest to the distance suddenly became an uproar.

Originally, they had been lined up for a whole day, but they were in front of me and said they couldn't consecrate them anymore. They didn't have the money to get it. They were so angry that they were much heavier than others.

Immediately someone yelled at the crowd: "Brothers!! The bald donkey beats people, I think this is a fake master! They have no faith, beat him!!"

The powder barrel was ignited, and the rest of the people around him immediately shouted and scolded.

"I fucking know! These bald donkeys are not chanting Buddhist scriptures at all!"

A group of monks immediately panicked, and the crowd's fists flew over before they could spit.

Master Huijue, who was originally trembling, didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, a mouthful of saliva fell on his face, and it seemed that some switch was triggered.

The whole person's state of mind was instantly calm. His eyes closed, his head was raised forty-five degrees, his hooves were folded together, and he recited the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, if you want to kill and fight, donors, please do whatever you want."

A commoner closest to him had already swung his fist and suddenly stopped when he arrived in front of him.

The man was stunned when he saw the solemn and holy expression on Master Huijue's face.

He turned to the crowd and shouted, "This is a real monk! Don't beat him, hit others!"

Then he gently wiped the saliva from Master Huijue's face with his sleeve and said ashamed: "Master is rude... don't blame me."

The sticky feeling on his face disappeared, and Master Huijue became restless again, and his heart jumped up in a bad mood.

I only have one thought in my mind, no! I must not speak at this time, I will die as soon as I speak!

So he closed his eyes tightly, and only recited Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, without saying anything else...

Abbot Hongcheng was extremely flustered when he looked at the scene in front of him, and quickly shouted to the little shaman behind him: "Hurry up! Report to the official!! He said that someone in Fuyun Temple had killed someone!"

The little novice monk ran away in panic as if he was pardoned.

The angry people rushed forward and quickly beat the monk in the temple to pieces.

However, only Master Huijue was spared from a disaster. The crowd formed a vacuum around him. He sat in the center and kept reciting the scriptures... All the people were in awe.

The monks were all knocked down, and the people were not relieved and rushed into the hall to start plundering the things they could plunder.

Incense, candles, tributes, wooden fish, futons and other items were swept away, and some people even started to scrape the gold powder on the Buddha statue.

At the end of the team, the unknown people beaten up, and could only dip the blood from the masters' hands outside and rub it carefully on the items he brought.

The master can’t consecrate it anymore, I’ll consecrate it manually myself!

However, that little blood obviously didn't touch much. The people started fighting for the monks who were unconscious, and the scene became even more chaotic for a while.

Abbot Hongcheng stood in the crowd, his robe had been torn to pieces, and the people behind him slapped him from time to time.

Faced with this scene of demons dancing, his tears finally poured out like a dam breaking, but he couldn't say a word.

............

After a long time, Fang Zheng received a message from the little novice monk and rushed to Fuyun Temple with a group of officers and soldiers with torches.

As soon as I arrived at the scene, I was stunned. The walls were smashed and many floor tiles were snatched away.

The main hall door was open, and the Buddha statue inside was also scratched and spots.

The situation in front of me exceeded expectations, and it seemed that I had played a little, but I didn't expect Fuyun Temple to be so hard...

About ten monks lay on the ground in a row.

There were also a few monks who were obviously more advanced in terms of their clothes lying in pools of blood, their eyes closed and their faces were bloodless.

The only thing that seems to be fine is Master Huijue who is meditating outside the hall gate.

Fang Zhengyi hurried to the monks who were bleeding heavily and looked at it, and found that he still had a breath and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then they checked the wounds one by one, and after searching for a long time, they found that except for the obvious wounds on their hands, the rest of the people were all bruised.

Especially the arms, dense finger prints.

Fang Zhengyi took a breath.

There are vampires in the crowd! This is obviously squeezing blood...

When Abbot Hongcheng saw the people from the government coming, he was dying and leaning against the pillar, he rushed to Fang Zheng's feet, hugged his thighs and started crying, crying.

"I'm wronged!! Sir, why do we have no grudges and grudges to Fuyun Temple so much?

Fang Zhengyi helped Abbot Hongcheng up and said seriously: "You don't have to panic with me. What exactly happened? Why do you say this?"

Abbot Hongcheng sobbed, feeling aggrieved like a young wife.

"The official bulletin board says that we are consecrating and sending Buddhist beads for free in Fuyun Temple. Isn't it the instructed by the adults?"

Fang Zhengyi said righteously and sternly: "Of course not! Why does this official do such a thing? It was the announcement that someone found the government and entrusted the government to issue two days ago, and also donated a sum of silver."

"I didn't think too much about it, just thinking that the temples in our yard wanted to do good deeds, so I gave it a speech."

"Master, please think about it. Have I had any festivals with you Fuyun Temple? This must be someone who is secretly framed Fuyun Temple..."

"I didn't expect that...I didn't expect that such a vicious accident occurred in the shop. Don't worry, Master, I will give you justice!"

When Abbot Hongcheng heard this, he felt like a deflated ball. His hand holding Fang Zhengyi's thigh gradually loosened and he collapsed to the ground.

Yes... No matter how you say this, it should have nothing to do with the government. I don’t even know who the enemy is. So who is trying to harm Fuyun Temple...

The image of a young man wearing a brocade dress suddenly appeared in Abbot Hongcheng's mind.

A hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes...

Yes, it must be him. He for no reason to put money on himself to invite the monks to Fuyun Temple and then go to the government to issue an announcement. So many things happened after that.

This is killing someone with a knife!! It must be those monks who have made enemies with that man, and they don’t know that man. Fuyun Temple was just an accidental choice and was affected by the fish in the pond, otherwise there would be no other explanation!

"I have thanked you here..."

"No need to thank you, this is what I should do."

Seeing that the old monk had no other questions, Fang Zheng initially looked at the others.

His eyes swept to the most eye-catching Master Huijue in the audience, and he was still closing his eyes and mumbling.

Fang Zheng smiled, is this old acquaintance?

"Oh! One ear!"

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Chapter completed!