The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Ye Zhibing wanted to ask something out of the little monk's mouth, "Little master, many people came to see your master that day, did you hear what they said?"

The little monk shook his head and said, "I don't know, my master asked me to go to the kitchen to light the fire."

Ye Zhibing sighed, it seems that only the abbot knows about this matter, but he is in retreat now!

Seeing that there was nothing to understand, Ye Zhibing's incense was also burned, so he said to the young monk: "Little master, I'm going to go around the mountain. I have already donated the merit money, and it is in the Guanyin Hall."

Someone gave incense money, and the little monk was very happy, "Thank you, benefactor."

Ye Zhibing left the temple through the gate of the front hall, and first went to the water pool to have a look at the scenery.

The pool is very deep, and the mountain spring water is so clear that you can see the fish swimming at the bottom of the pool at a glance.

After watching for a while, Ye Zhibing turned around and walked towards the left side of Nanshan Temple. He wanted to see how far the mine had been exploited.

Before approaching the entrance of the mine, I heard the roaring sound of the machine, which was deafening.

When Ye Zhibing got closer, he saw that the excavated ores and rocks and soil were piled up in a mess near the entrance of the cave, making a lush green grass slope dirty, and the sewage flowed horizontally, which was not environmentally friendly.

There was a wolf dog on the construction site, Ye Zhibing just approached, the big wolf dog barked sharply, and soon several young people came to watch.

When they saw Ye Zhibing, they said bluntly, "Who are you? Are you trying to steal something?"

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly and said, "Do you think I look like I'm going to steal something?"

A young man in a black T-shirt said viciously, "Of course it does. You rascals in the mountains steal everything and nothing good."

Ye Zhibing was very angry, this guy scolded people so nonsense, he not only scolded himself, but also scolded all the people in the mountains.

So he retorted: "Why are you swearing at people? You haven't brushed your teeth, have you?"

The black crew-neck shirt was unmoved, and continued to scold: "You are cheap, you are all thieves, and, what do you want to steal, tell me, tell me?"

Ye Zhibing got angry, and was scolded for no clear reason. He was wronged as a thief, which was unbearable, so he scolded back: "You are the thief. Look, there are beautiful mountains and rivers here. Once you come, you will do it." Those who are in a miasma, if you say something bad, you are committing a crime, and you will die a bad death."

Hearing Ye Zhibing's words, the black crew-neck shirt jumped into a rage, clenched his fists and was about to confront Ye Zhibing.

Just at this time, a middle-aged man in a white shirt and hard hat passed by. He saw this and shouted: "Yan Ming, come back, Director Sun is coming soon, don't cause trouble."

With the scolding from the middle-aged man, the black crew-neck shirt turned back indignantly and cursing.

Ye Zhibing didn't chase after them to fight, there were so many of them, how could they fight them.

After thinking about it, Ye Zhibing avoided the mine and chose to go up the mountain instead.

Climb Dongshan and get Xiaolu, climb Taishan and get a small world. Only on the top of the mountain can there be a good view.

Climbing all the way, strenuously, Ye Zhibing finally made it to the top.

Standing on the top of the main peak of Nanshan Mountain, looking around, the vast sea of ​​clouds, the wind of tens of thousands of miles, the scenery is unusually beautiful.

Moreover, the mountain wind was strong, blowing away the sweat stains all over the body, and every pore of the body was blown comfortably by the mountain wind.

Ye Zhibing sat on the rock and quietly admired the scenery. He didn't go down the mountain reluctantly until the sun was setting.

As the saying goes, it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down.

Ye Zhibing thought about the truth of this sentence as he walked.Generally speaking, the impact force of going downhill is twice that of going uphill. In order to master the balance and not fall, the leg muscles will exert force to hold firmly, which will easily lead to problems such as the lack of force on the feet, trembling of the legs, and shaking of the knees. , People also feel muscle soreness.

All the way down the mountain, Ye Zhibing felt a little soreness in his calf when he saw Nanshan Temple.

I finished drinking the bottle of water when I went up the mountain just now, and now I feel very thirsty.

Since you pass by Nanshan Temple, it is not too much to go in and ask for a bowl of water.

Ye Zhibing walked towards the main gate of Nanshan Temple. Before he got close, he saw a group of people around the gate of the temple, making a lot of noise.

This made him feel very strange, why so many people came to offer incense at such a late hour, this is unscientific.

When he got closer, he could see clearly that many of the people in this group were people he saw near the mine just now, especially the black crew-neck shirt standing in front of the crowd.

Ye Zhibing stopped and stood beside a big tree, quietly watching the development of the situation.

Just now he wondered why the third uncle didn't use brute force to force the people in Nanshan Temple to relocate, but he didn't expect to see such a scene now.

This also gave him a chance to see whether the abbot of Nanshan Temple would continue to retreat or come out to deal with the matter in such a critical situation.

Ye Zhibing had guessed that the abbot of Nanshan Temple was capable, so it was time for these thugs to test the quality of the abbot.

After a commotion for a while, a monk in his 40s came out of the temple, wearing a gray monk robe, walked out with an upright face, and looked at a group of noisy thugs.

The thugs also fell silent, and a middle-aged man in a white shirt and black trousers came out from the crowd and said to the middle-aged monk, "Where is your brother? Let him come out."

The middle-aged monk clasped his hands together, proclaimed "Amitabha", and then slowly said: "My brother is in retreat, so we cannot see guests."

Ye Zhibing saw clearly from the side that the middle-aged man in the white shirt was Sun Chengyi, the contact person assigned to him by the third uncle.

Why did he appear here? Is he giving an ultimatum to Nanshan Temple on behalf of the third uncle?
Ye Zhibing didn't come forward immediately, but continued to wait and see.

Sun Chengyi shouted aggressively: "If your senior brother doesn't come out, then do you have the final say?"

The middle-aged monk replied very calmly: "My senior brother is in retreat, and I can make decisions for my senior brother."

Sun Chengyi yelled, "Okay, when are you going to get out? Our mine has already been opened under the ground of your temple, and the engineer said that we need to make a vent here. You can make the decision, and you can say it."

The middle-aged monk said: "This benefactor, our Nanshan Temple has been passed down for more than a hundred years and cannot be moved."

Sun Chengyi was very annoyed, "Well, if your house collapses and someone dies, you can't blame us."

The middle-aged monk finally showed a trace of anger on his face, "Benefactor, what you sow will reap the fruit. If it's because you exploded underground in our Nanshan Temple and collapsed our house in Nanshan Temple, and people died as a result, the responsibility is natural." It's yours."

Sun Chengyi said angrily: "It's good to know that people will die, so why not hurry up and move early. If we delay our construction period, you won't be able to pay for this ruined temple if you sell it."