Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live when I preached to animals

The little girl jumped up excitedly!

She felt that she was extremely happy, which was different from all the previous happiness!

This kind of happiness is not the kind of happiness when Dug is lazy and playful together.

It's not the joy of sharing Guoguo with friends.

Nor is it the joy when being praised by the master.

The little girl couldn't tell, but she was very happy.

Mua!

The little girl gave Cheng Fan and Da Hu a big hug.

Du Hu was burying his head in eating meat, and was kissed with a dazed expression, as if someone had taken advantage of him.

Seeing the little girl dancing and dancing, Duhu was in a good mood immediately, curled his tail, and scratched the little girl's itchy flesh.

"goose!"

The little girl was so scratched that she let out a goose cry.

After dinner, Cheng Fan told Du Hu to take care of the little girl, and then he went to the law enforcement bureau in the town.

Cheng Fan unleashed his flying sword and rode the sword in the night, his figure disappeared into the dark night sky in an instant.

Yu Jian flew near the Wuzhenshan Law Enforcement Bureau, and Cheng Fan casually found a deserted corner to land, then removed the concealment spell, and quickly walked towards the Wuzhenshan Law Enforcement Bureau.

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"Hey! This... Taoist priest, what is your business in Wuzhenshan Law Enforcement Bureau?"

A young law enforcement officer stopped Cheng Fan and politely asked why.

Cheng Fan bowed slightly, bowed and said, "Xiao Dao Mingzhen is the master of the Dishui Temple in Wuzhen Mountain. Come to meet a predestined person."

The young man was slightly taken aback. The Taoist priest in front of him looked handsome and handsome. Is he the owner of the dripping water temple on the mountain?

Didn't the town say that the master of the dripping water temple is a master of Taoism?

Aren't the masters who have attained the Tao all old immortals with white hair, childlike face, and immortal demeanor?

This guy is so young, can it be true?

The young law enforcement officer looked him up and down, feeling a little suspicious.

Cheng Fan smiled lightly and let him look at it.

This young man looked like he had just been assigned to Wuzhen Mountain, so he didn't know much about it.

The old law enforcement officials in the town more or less come to Dishui Temple to offer incense to the Taoist ancestor of Sanqing.

Just as the young law enforcement officer was looking at him, his head was suddenly pulled from behind.

"You bastard! Why are you so rude? The Lord please come in."

A middle-aged law enforcement officer graciously invited Cheng Fan in, then turned his head and gave the young man a hard look.

"Go and make tea for the viewer!"

"Yes, Deputy Director! I'm going right away!"

The young man shrank his neck in fright, and hurried to pour tea for Cheng Fan.

Mouth is still guilty of muttering.

This well-known Master of the Dishui Temple is so young?

"Monastery Lord, I've been really busy recently, and I haven't gone to the temple to offer incense for a while. I didn't expect you to come to the door in person."

The middle-aged law enforcement officer rubbed his hands and said enthusiastically.

He once obtained a Wenchang Talisman carved by Cheng Fan himself, and he carried it with him.

When handling a case, he always felt sharp in mind, able to get into the state quickly, and solved many major cases. Now he is the deputy director of the Law Enforcement Bureau.

At this time, the young law enforcement officer also made tea, but the water temperature was a little hot.

"What did you do? You can't even make tea?"

When the deputy director saw the white air rising from the teacup, he immediately became furious!

The young man suddenly felt ashamed and ashamed.

Cheng Fan waved his hand and said flatly, "It's okay, tea is good tea, don't waste it."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Fan stretched out a finger and pointed across the air, the temperature of the teacup plummeted!

The white gas also disappeared instantly.

This cup of tea is precisely at the perfect drinking temperature.

hiss--

The pupils of the young law enforcement officer suddenly dilated, and he took a deep breath.

Mama!There are really gods in this world!

Chapter 102 Looking for a predestined person, an ordinary Taoist priest

Cheng Fan picked up the teacup and took a sip, then let out a long and long sigh.

The fragrance of tea is overflowing, which makes people have endless aftertaste.

"Is this the new tea from Wuzhen Mountain?" Cheng Fan asked with a smile.

Dishui Temple has now become a blessed place in Wuzhen Mountain. Whether it is the water source for irrigating the tea fields or the tea fields themselves, they are all nourished by spiritual energy.

"The Master is right. This is the first batch of new tea from Wuzhen Mountain this year! When I go back later, I will ask my apprentice to bring you a few more cans."

Cheng Fan smiled lightly, and declined politely: "That's unnecessary, the trail is not good for drinking tea. I'm here to meet a predestined person today, so please benefactor."

In fact, it's not that Cheng Fan is not good at drinking tea, but that he doesn't like the ordinary tea here.

There is also spiritual tea in his spiritual field, the quality of which is hundreds of times better than ordinary tea?

Seeing this, the deputy director put away his polite words and asked, "My lord, is this predestined person you want to meet our law enforcement officer or a detained person? What's his name? Where is his place of origin?"

Cheng Fan said indifferently: "It's not a law enforcement officer. I don't know his name, place of origin, or family background."

The deputy director showed embarrassment, and said embarrassingly: "My lord, you are embarrassing me. Our Wuzhen Mountain is not big, but it is not small. There are tens of thousands of households."

"And there are only two law enforcement sub-bureaus. Do you have any more information about this predestined person? Otherwise, I can only accompany you to the sub-bureau and confirm each one."

Cheng Fan thought for a while, and replied: "This evening, the Law Enforcement Bureau brought back an old homeless man. He was identified as a bag thief."

The deputy director nodded with a smile, it would be easy to find with such obvious features.

"Immortal, did the old man you mentioned lose a leg?"

The young law enforcement officer standing stupidly beside him suddenly interjected and asked.

Cheng Fan nodded, "That's right, he is the predestined person I'm looking for. Also, don't call me a fairy, I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest."

The young man swallowed. Ordinary Taoist priests know spells?

Subconsciously glanced at his master, the deputy director, feeling a little guilty.

The deputy director glared at him, "You boy, tell me what you know. Don't fool people, let the audience see the joke!"

The young man shrank his neck, was very afraid of his master, and quickly said: "Immortal, that old man... the old man is in the detention room. His spirit is very poor, and he hasn't eaten dinner. It's really not that we abused him." he!"

The young man looked flustered, and there was nothing the old man could do if he didn't eat or drink, so he couldn't force it in, right?

Now it's bad!What should I do if the immortal is angry?

Cheng Fan looked at him trembling and couldn't laugh or cry.

He waved his hands helplessly, and said in relief: "It's okay, don't be nervous, I just saw him once."

"Guanzhu, this way please." The deputy director stood up and said respectfully.

Walking to the side of the young man and kicking him lightly, he said in a low voice, "Don't think too much, the Taoist priest is very magnanimous, he is a well-known benevolent person in Wuzhen Mountain, go and lead the way!"

Cheng Fan laughed dumbfounded and shook his head.

The deputy director is telling him this on purpose, and I hope he won't embarrass this young man.

Cheng Fan followed the two all the way to the ground.

执法局占地不大，上面是办公的空间，地下室改源"发；自;小.说,群:9;8、0？2，0；5?8'5：6！！造成了拘留室。

The air in this detention room is not very good, the old ventilation fan is humming, but the effect is very poor.

As soon as Cheng Fan went down, a puff of turbid air rushed over his face.

The two law enforcement officers didn't take it seriously, they were obviously used to the air here.

Cheng Fan waved his hand to disperse the stale air, his sleeves fluttered, and a gust of fresh wind blew into the underground detention room, sweeping away the stale air.

Both the prisoner and the law enforcement officers were immediately refreshed, and their mood improved a lot.

The basement is damp and wet, and it is easy to breed turbidity, which will have a bad effect on the human body.

Although Cheng Fan won't be affected, he doesn't like this kind of environment. Since he wants to stay here for a while, it doesn't hurt to clean it up.

The young law enforcement officer looked at Cheng Fan quietly.

With such powerful supernatural powers, you still say you are not a god?

Cheng Fan ignored his gaze, he had already seen the old man and walked straight over.

The young man wanted to follow, but was stopped by the deputy director.

"Master, isn't this against the rules?"

The deputy director rolled his eyes at him, and thought: My rules are rules!

But of course he couldn't teach his disciples like this, so he grabbed his shoulders and walked out, and even closed the door of the detention room.

"Boy, you call him a fairy, don't you know the truth that secrets should not be leaked? And the Dishuiguan family has a great career, are you still afraid that he will take the prisoner away?"

"Hiss—thank you, Master, for waking me up!"

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Cheng Fan walked into the detention room and scanned for a week.

There was not only the homeless old man in the detention room, but also a few idle youths dressed as street runners, who were detained in different cells.

A few street runners leaned against the railing listlessly, and suddenly saw such a well-dressed Taoist priest from the Law Enforcement Bureau. They were very surprised and deliberately teased:

"Yo? Where did this little Taoist come from? What did you do?"

"Could it be that you are playing a hooligan like me? Hahahaha!"

"Don't say that, how can a little Taoist priest be like you? That would be a violation of the commandments!"

"Is there a saying? When peony flowers die, ghosts are also romantic! Hahahaha!"

Cheng Fan didn't bother to pay attention to them, and went straight to the old man who was locked in the last cell.

The more you provoke this kind of hooligan, the more excited you become. If you ignore them, they will get bored and give up teasing.

Of course, it does not rule out that some people are really boring and deliberately pick things up.

Walking in front of the cell, Cheng Fan stopped and took a look.

The old man had white beard and hair, his eyes were closed, and he sat on the ground withered.

Judging by his face, the old man is very kind.

The old man was wearing a shabby gray cloth, dust was everywhere, and his right leg was empty below the knee.

Cheng Fan could tell that the clothes were not gray, but white.

There was a bowl of fragrant pork chop rice and a glass of water by his hand, but he was not in the mood to enjoy it at all, the rice had already cooled down.

Cheng Fan nodded slightly, the Law Enforcement Bureau was good to the old man.

But he was a little puzzled, an old man who earns his living by picking up waste, why didn't he have any idea about such a rare delicacy?

Boom boom boom!

Cheng Fan tapped lightly on the iron railing, but the old man didn't respond at all.