Supernatural: I have a small world

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Butou believed him a little bit.

After all, instead of admitting it full of nonsense, he felt that the young man's words in front of him could at least stand up to scrutiny.

After a simple test, both of them felt that the other was a person with deep scheming.

It is inevitable to be wary of each other, but it is also easier to talk because of this.

"Can you solve the Jiang family's problem?"

After Jiang Butou tried a few times, he finally couldn't help it and spoke up.

Sun Cheng thought carefully for a moment before asking, "Are you sure you can represent the Jiang family?"

"Yes!" Jiang Butou nodded with certainty.

He didn't talk much, but his attitude was very firm.

Sun Cheng picked up the teacup: "There are rumors that your Jiang family has zombies. I don't believe that. But Jiang Butou, your Jiang family's ancestral house has gathered a lot of yin and corpse, even stronger than many cemeteries and cemeteries. Permanent residence In this kind of place, I think even if I don’t say much, your Excellency should also know that it will not be good for marriage, children or health.”

To say that this Jiang family really has a quirk.

At most, other wealthy families set up the clan ancestral hall in the ancestral house, and enshrined some ancestral tablets in it.

But the Jiang family was lucky enough to make wax corpses of all the clan members who died in the past hundreds of years and put them in the ancestral house.

Even people who are still alive will put their dead wives, parents, children, etc. into the room where they lived before, as if they were still alive.

Sun Cheng didn't know what other people thought, anyway, the more he thought about it, the more disgusting he felt, the creepy.

Jiang Butou frowned, and asked after a while, "Is there any way to solve it?"

"... Please take out the things that shouldn't be in the ancestral house, bury it when you find a place to bury it, and burn it if you need to burn it. Don't say I didn't remind you, because your Jiang family's ancestral house is comparable to a mass grave. , Corpse Qi, it's hard to say whether it has raised some horrible dirty things for hundreds of years!"

"Is there any other way?"

Jiang Butou is still a little unwilling to give up.

Sun Cheng shook his head: "Burn down the Jiang family's ancestral house, and move your family and live in another place!"

Either of these two methods can completely solve the Jiang family's problem.

It's a pity that no matter which Jiang Tutou is willing to choose.

He was about to shake his head and ask again, but was interrupted by Sun Cheng's heavy pressing on the cup.

"Okay, I've given you the answer, it's up to you how to choose. Now, it's time for me to get my due reward!"

Jiang Butou frowned, "How much do you want?"

"money?"

Sun Cheng sneered!

The richest man in Fukang County, the Jiang family has indeed accumulated a huge amount of wealth in the past hundreds of years.

But compared with Sun Cheng who just swallowed a (completed) mine vein of hundreds of thousands of tons, their family's hundreds of years of savings are really not enough for Shen.

Not to mention the more than 1 tons of copper, just the silver and gold separated from the mine veins in the inner world will definitely exceed the wealth accumulated by the Jiang family.

At that moment, he said without hesitation: "Don't use that mundane thing to fool me, I gave you two solutions. Similarly, I want you to answer my two questions!"

Jiang Butou was a little surprised, but still nodded: "What's the problem?"

"First, tell me the place where Qiankai's disciple died in the western suburbs, and who is the owner of the small courtyard next to him? Second, there is a general's tomb near Dafangbo Town that has existed for at least a hundred years. I want its location!"

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Chapter 078

Farewell to Jiang Butou who hasn't made up his mind yet to deal with the thousands of wax corpses underground in the Jiang family's ancestral house.

Sun Cheng went straight to Bailu Temple!

He had visited this Bailu Temple once before, and it was a hundred-year-old temple near the north gate of Da Fangbo.

As far as Fukang County is concerned, it seems that there are few temples here because there are many Maoshan disciples practicing here.

Bailu Temple is one of the few, which Sun Cheng has visited in the past.

But at that time, he hadn't started practicing, so he couldn't feel the breath of a practitioner from the monks in the temple.

It is said that Bailu Temple was built during the Qianlong period, and it was all donated by believers. Therefore, the scale of the temple is not large. There are more than 20 monks, young and old, practicing here.

Sun Cheng visited today, because there is no temple fair, Bailu Temple looks very clean.

He walked all the way to the main entrance, but he didn't see many pilgrims.

"donor……"

As soon as Sun Cheng entered the temple, he was greeted by an intellectual monk.

Seeing the bundle of sandalwood in his hand, he smiled and took out an ocean.

The expression on the Zhike monk's face suddenly softened, but he still just took a bunch of sandalwood and handed it to him.

"Does the benefactor need me to guide you?"

Sun Cheng shook his head: "No need, this is not the first time I have come to Bailu Temple. By the way, is Master Liaochen here?"

"The master is studying the scriptures today, and he will not release the lottery with others!"

Sun Cheng raised his eyebrows, but didn't say much.

Today, he had planned to look for the dust, and wanted to get rid of the old monk who might have leaked Xiaoyun's birth date.

However, he had just finished meeting Jiang Butou.

Although Sun Cheng could see that Jiang Butou hadn't made up his mind to deal with the waxed corpse at home.

But the reward for the two questions he asked, then Jiang Butou will definitely figure it out for him.

Therefore, Sun Cheng probably will know about the dude behind the scenes who wants to attack Xiaoyun in a short time.

Holding the sandalwood in his hand, he walked a few steps into the courtyard and saw a huge incense burner.

Sun Cheng saw a lot of sandalwood burning in the incense burner, so he went over there and lit the sandalwood given by the Zhike monk, and inserted it casually.

After finishing these, he walked straight towards the main hall.

In the small Bailu Temple, the main hall is magnificently decorated.

The gold-plated roof looks resplendent.

A majestic golden body of Sakyamuni sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform in the main hall looks like it was forged from pure copper.

Around the main hall, there are a row of slightly smaller Buddha and Bodhisattva statues, echoing the splendor.

Seeing monks chanting scriptures in the main hall, Sun Cheng couldn't help but look at it for a few moments before moving away.

Like the Zhike monks outside, none of them are practicing practitioners.

"Looks like it's just an ordinary temple!"

But even so, the incense coiled around the Buddha statues in the temple had already condensed white smoke into the sky.

It can be seen that since the temple was built in the past, the incense in Bailu Temple has been good.

It's a pity that Sun Cheng doesn't know whether there is a Western Paradise in this imaginary world.

Otherwise, just looking at the incense in a temple in the lower realm, one can know how comfortable those Buddhas are sitting and lying in the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss.

Just when he was about to leave, a young monk dressed in clothes very different from the monks in the temple appeared in Sun Cheng's vision.

He looked at the young monk with short hair, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar his face became.

The monk seemed to be very sensitive to sight, and was originally sitting cross-legged in a corner of the hall, chanting scriptures.

Seeing a line of sight looking towards him, he couldn't help but look up.

The moment the two looked at each other, one saw the doubt in the other's eyes, and the other saw the blankness and emptiness in the other's eyes.

Sun Cheng, who was about to leave, couldn't help but stop.

He couldn't help being a little curious about this young monk who looked familiar.

Immediately, Sun Cheng walked towards him.

"Little master, have we met somewhere?"

Sun Cheng has a good memory, but in the past few years, he has experienced many things.

Especially in the two months since I started practicing recently, the stories I have experienced have almost caught up with the experiences of the past six years.

Because of this (bbcj), after Sun Cheng saw that the young monk was a little familiar at first glance, he didn't think of more memories about him in the first place.

The young monk put down the scripture in his hand, he was reciting the [Majestic Bodhi Heart Sutra] just now.

Looking up at Sun Cheng, the young monk bowed his hands.

"Benefactor, I don't remember where I met the benefactor. The benefactor knows me?"

His voice was very flat, but Sun Cheng could hear the expectation in the words.

Sun Cheng nodded with some doubts: "When I saw you for the first time, I felt familiar with you. We should have met in the past, but I couldn't remember for a while. Where did I meet you!"

The monk looked at him in surprise, just about to ask another question.

But it seemed that he thought of something again, he quickly lowered his head and recited a few Buddhist scriptures, then knocked on the wooden fish, and then sighed.

"If you can't remember it, don't think about it. Donor, I don't have any memory of the past. When I woke up, I was alone, and I don't know why I woke up in an ancient temple deep in the mountains."

"It's because the little monk didn't practice enough, that's all, after all, the time has not come, so I can't force it!"

The little monk was somewhat interesting, but his words gave Sun Cheng a stronger sense of déjà vu.

He looked at the young monk seriously, and after carefully looking up and down for a while, he only felt that the more he looked, the more familiar he looked.

At that moment, Sun Cheng couldn't help but asked the young monk who had recited the Buddhist scriptures again.

"Little master, I don't know what your dharma name is?"

The young monk ignored him!

Sun Cheng asked twice more, seeing that he still ignored him.

Shaking his head, he didn't feel any trace of practice on the young monk just now.

He simply put his hands together and made a bow with him, turned around and walked out of the main hall.

The Zhike monk was still standing there waiting for someone with predestined relationship. He was about to leave soon after seeing Sun Cheng enter the temple. He had a good impression of this generous young believer.

Immediately took the initiative to smile and said: "Benefactor, Master Liaochen will continue to unravel the lottery for people the day after tomorrow. If you have any doubts, you might as well come back to him in two days."

"it is good!"

Sun Cheng also nodded with a smile, but kept walking.

Although he didn't like the dogma and extravagance of Buddhism, he didn't want to get rid of the other party.

In this Bailu Temple, the only one who was unhappy with Sun Cheng was the Monk Liaochen.

Seeing that he was about to reach the main entrance of Bailu Temple, he stopped suddenly.

Sun Cheng turned around to look at the Zhike monk, and asked curiously: "May I ask Master, what is the name of the little monk with short hair on his head in the main hall?"

Zhike monk didn't hesitate at all, probably because the young monk was the only one with hair in Bailu Temple.

He smiled and replied: "The monk is not a practicing monk of this temple, but a monk who has wandered here and is temporarily hanging in our temple to practice."

"He, Dharma name Wuxin!"

As soon as the words came out, Sun Cheng felt like a thunderbolt sounded in his mind.

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