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Chapter 30 Shaolin Temple

Su Qian, who got the Tongtian Talisman, did not stay on the mountain for long, packed up her things and went down the mountain directly.

This made Wang Ai, who wanted to trouble Su Qian the next day, grit his teeth angrily.

It also made those who expected Su Qian to deal with Zhang Chulan the next day to shout that there was something shady.

But all of this has nothing to do with Su Qian, he is in a hurry.

When they got down the mountain, there were already people waiting, they got in the luxury car arranged by Feng Zhenghao, and headed all the way to the trading place.

After about three or four hours, night had already fallen.

The driver took Su Qian to the vicinity of Poyang Lake.

After getting out of the car, Su Qian saw that Feng Zhenghao was already waiting here.

"It's pretty fast, I got it in just one day." Su Qian joked.

"Don't be joking, these things are strictly prohibited in China, and it took me a lot of effort to get them in from abroad." Feng Zhenghao said.

"Where are the things?" Su Qian looked around and found several containers.

"Clap clap clap!"

Feng Zhenghao patted his hands a few times.

Several people dressed like porters opened the door of the container.

The bulk is all kinds of thermal weapons and ammunition, various bombs; the rest are single-person speedboats, motorcycles and other equipment; finally there are several giant ammunition more than three meters long.

Su Qian was a little excited watching all this, Feng Zhenghao suddenly came over and handed Su Qian a thick stack of books, and said in his mouth:

"Here's the instruction manual!"

"!!!"

Looking at the half-meter-thick stack of books in front of her, Su Qian couldn't help grinning.

"This..."

Looking at Su Qian's appearance, Feng Zhenghao asked back, "Do you know how to use these things?"

"All right!"

Feeling helpless, Su Qian had no choice but to accept the book.

"Everything is here, where is Tongtian?" Feng Zhenghao asked after handing the manual to Su Qian.

"At this."

Su Qian took out a palm-sized booklet from her pocket, and then said:

"This is the original. I kept a backup copy. I may use it when I go to Shaolin. But don't worry, I will only exchange it with Shaolin. I will not exchange it with anyone other than you and Shaolin."

Although Feng Zhenghao was a little displeased with Su Qian's practice of selling two goods, he didn't say much, but asked:

"How are you going to get rid of these things?"

Hearing Feng Zhenghao's question, Su Qian smiled and said:
"President Feng, do you still remember that when we first met, I snatched Jia Zhengyu's dragon pecking cone?"

"Remember, it was swallowed directly into the body, right? But they are all small things. Could you swallow them all?" Feng Zhenghao was a little unconvinced.

Su Qian smiled and walked between several containers without saying anything.

"Abyss Swamp!"

Su Qian softly said four words, and then her whole body melted like mud.

The mud he turned into slowly spread around until it completely covered several containers.

Slowly, several containers began to be swallowed by the mud.

As if it violated the laws of nature, several containers were swallowed up in a short while.

"This this,,"

A few porters on the side looked at the scene in disbelief.

Even though they were all aliens, the scene in front of them still impacted their cognition.

The mud that swallowed the container gathered into a human shape again, turning into Su Qian's appearance.

"President Feng, thank you!" Su Qian looked at Feng Zhenghao and said.

"Hahahaha, I'm really getting more and more curious about you." Feng Zhenghao laughed.

Then he asked again, "What are your plans for the future?"

"Next, I'm going to visit the Shaolin Temple, and then, alas, I may have to leave after that." Su Qian sighed.

"Go? Where are you going?" Feng Zhenghao was a little puzzled.

"I'm going back to the teacher's school. After today, there are still three days left. Master has already contacted me." Su Qian explained.

"How about I send you?" Feng Zhenghao said.

Su Qian smiled helplessly, he knew what Feng Zhenghao had in mind, and he was only interested in the school he made up.

"Send me off? I don't know how to go back. Maybe when the time is up, I will go back directly."

"Uh.."

Feng Zhenghao couldn't understand the meaning of Su Qian's words. He could understand every word, but he couldn't understand them together. What does it mean to go back directly?

"President Feng, let it be, I understand what you mean. But I really don't know how I will go back, Master didn't tell me."

"Ok."

Feng Zhenghao nodded and didn't insist.

The two chatted briefly about other things, and then Feng Zhenghao arranged for someone to send Su Qian to Shaolin Temple.

After sleeping in the car all night, Su Qian arrived at Shaolin Temple at dawn.

"It looks no different from Longhu Mountain."

Su Qian looked around.

The temple is full of tourists taking pictures and visiting, and a small number of people are burning incense and worshiping Buddha.

Outside the temple are some small vendors, selling some food, drink, souvenirs and the like.

Su Qian stepped into the living room, and before she could say what she wanted, the welcoming monk inside recognized Su Qian.

"This is the benefactor Su Qian who overwhelmed the new generation at the Luotian Dajiao. Amitabha, the little monk Guangyuan, met the benefactor."

A young monk with a very kind face put his hands together and said to Su Qian.

"Uh, you're welcome."

Su Qian was simple and polite, and then went straight to the point.

"I wonder if the abbot of your temple is here?"

"The abbot already knew the purpose of the benefactor, and said he was waiting for you in the back mountain." The monk replied.

"Thank you very much then."

Su Qian said, took out a red envelope and put it in the merit box, and then walked towards the back mountain.

The back mountain of Shaolin Temple is larger than the Tianshi Talisman, Su Qian walked for more than half an hour before seeing anyone.

The man was meditating under a big tree, Su Qian didn't want to disturb him, and planned to move on.

"Benefactor Su, please stay."

Just as Su Qian was about to leave, the monk suddenly opened his eyes and said to Su Qian.

Hearing the monk speak, Su Qian stopped, and then looked at the monk in front of him.

This monk looks very kind-hearted, dressed in light yellow monk robes, and looks about 60 years old.

But even though he looks very old, his eyes are not cloudy like ordinary people, but bright and wise.

"What's your name, senior?" Su Qian saluted the monk.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is pure and good."

The old monk clasped his hands together and bowed back to Su Qian.

"Senior, why did you stop me?" Su Qian asked.

"Please sit down."

The old monk did not answer directly, but asked Su Qian to sit down first, and then said after Su Qian sat down:

"President Feng of the Tianxiahui has already contacted you in advance, and I already know the reason for your visit. The law can be passed on to you."

"Is there any request?" Su Qian didn't think she could take it for nothing.

The old monk smiled: "There is no request."

"No request?"

Su Qian didn't believe it.

After all, sometimes, free is often the most expensive.

(End of this chapter)