I have an altar of luck

Chen Yuan's eyes flickered:

"I don't know where to retreat? Is there no one to investigate after leaving the retreat for such a long time?"

"The presiding officer is retreating in the back mountain, and now the big and small affairs in the temple are controlled by the uncle Jienan of the prison temple, and I have no right to intervene..." the green-robed monk said softly.

"The back mountain..."

Chen Yuan murmured, but his heart skipped a beat.

No wonder he wandered around the temple for so long and didn't find anything. It turned out that there was a back mountain!

Perhaps, the real secret lies there.

"Master, may I ask where the back mountain is?"

The location of Ci'en Temple is not on the mountain, so naturally there is no back mountain. Chen Yuan thinks that 'back mountain' may be just a title.

The green-robed monk said directly on his face:

"Chen Benefactor, this is a secret in my temple, please forgive the poor monk..."

Chen Yuan handed over a tael of silver.

"This……"

The green-robed monk had some hesitation on his face, and wanted to reach out to take the silver, but he seemed to be afraid of something.

Seeing the monk's entanglement, Chen Yuan smiled, took out another two taels of silver from his bosom and handed it over.

The green-robed monk gritted his teeth, quickly put away the money, and pointed in the direction of the main hall:

"There is a small temple next to the main hall. There is a door in the temple. When you open the door, you can see the road to the back mountain. The back mountain is the name given by the first abbot, but it is actually used to punish the monks who violated the rules in the temple, and... ..."

"And, the closed practice place."

Chen Yuan nodded, and put one hand on his chest:

"Thank you, master, for letting me know. Chen is very grateful."

The green-robed monk lowered his head and started sweeping again:

"As long as Master Chen doesn't say that it was the poor monk who told me about Houshan, I will be grateful."

"It's natural."

Chen Yuan nodded, then turned around and took Wang Ping to go back to the main hall.

After the sight of Chen Yuan and Wang Ping completely disappeared, the green-robed monk raised his head and whispered:

"This dirty place is finally about to disappear."

……

When we returned to the main hall, the men, women and children who had worshiped Buddha had already left, and a new group of believers had changed. The monk who had collected money stood aside with a cold face and looked at the kneeling praying people indifferently.

There is no trace of compassion on his face.

Chen Yuan gestured with his gaze, Wang Ping nodded calmly, and walked towards the monk, while Chen Yuan remained calm and approached a small temple next to the main hall.

The door of the small temple was open, and there were no Arhats and Bodhisattvas enshrined. It didn't look like a building in a temple, but a small dilapidated house.

Chen Yuan strode in. After looking around, he set his eyes on a rag curtain, hanging on the wall very abruptly, which was out of place with the other bare ones.

"Whoa."

Chen Yuan pulled back the curtain, his pupils shrank.

Presented in front of him was a winding path, blocked by a jungle. After hesitating for a moment, Chen Yuan did not choose to go in.

The blue light in the eyes flickered, and the eyes of the sky opened.

Chen Yuan frowned, and there was nothing special in his eyes, unlike the radiance of the marrow washing spirit bead that he noticed before.

"Is it too far away?"

Chen Yuan's heart skipped a beat, maybe this is the possibility.

But even so, Chen Yuan did not choose to investigate.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Chen Yuan put down the curtain. Suddenly, there was a movement in his ears, and the sound of footsteps with different heights came to his ears.

"What do you do? Why do you want to come here?"

A muffled voice came from behind.

Chen Yuan turned around calmly and said:

"Seeing a small temple here, I thought of coming to burn incense."

Turning around, what appeared in front of Chen Yuan was a somewhat fat bald monk with a ring scar on his head and a deep scar at the corner of his eye.

It looked a little sinister.

"Burn incense and go to the main hall. Pilgrims outside the temple are not allowed to enter here." The fat monk whispered.

"Thank you for letting me know."

Chen Yuan smiled, and then walked past the fat monk.

The fat monk watched Chen Yuan leave, locked the door, limped on his left leg, turned and left in one direction.

"Lame! Fatty!"

Chen Yuan's eyes were shining brightly.

It would be fine if it was somewhere else, but it happened to appear in the Temple of Mercy, which reminded Chen Yuan of the figure of the murderer he had judged from the footprints after the Liu family extermination case happened.

Finally, I found out that after searching the county for so long, I couldn't find him. It turned out that he had been hiding in the Ci'en Temple, and his identity was a monk!

There may be coincidences in the world, but it is absolutely impossible to have so many coincidences!

Based on this guess alone, Chen Yuan can conclude with 100% certainty that Ci'en Temple is the home of Wusheng Sect in Ping'an County!

Even if Mr. Zhang came, Chen Yuan would still be able to do business.

After discovering the cripple, Chen Yuan did not continue to stay in Ci'en Temple, but left quickly with Wang Ping, so as not to arouse the vigilance of some people.

Now is the critical moment, Chen Yuan doesn't want any more troubles!

……

……

The next day,

East of the city.

Sanhe Boxing Gym, backyard.

After discovering the strangeness of Ci'en Temple, Chen Yuan no longer pays attention to anything intentionally. He only needs to wait for that Mr. Zhang to come, and it's time to do it.

Chen Yuan didn't know how powerful the Wusheng Cult was in Ping'an County, but he definitely wasn't weak.

After all, one can imagine the strength of being able to directly control a force that has a strong Ning Gang in charge without letting outsiders notice it.

There will definitely be those who are strong in the Ning Gang, but I don't know how many there are. I am afraid that there will be more warriors under the Ning Gang. Touching it with Chen Yuan's current strength is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

He would not do such an unwise thing.

"Old Zhao, please."

Chen Yuan personally poured a cup of tea for Zhao Nanshan.

Zhao Nanshan took the tea with a smile on his face, and took a sip:

"It is a last resort to invite Mr. Chen rashly. Those guys come to me every day and every day. Don't be angry, Mr. Chen."

Chen Yuan smiled:

"Mr. Zhao's words are serious. They need the protection of this arrest, and they are also sending money for this arrest. How can they be angry?"

"In this world, who would have trouble with Yinzi?"

The reason why I came to the Sanhe Boxing Gym today was that several powerful guys in the east of the city wanted to get acquainted with him, but they had no connections. I just heard that the Sanhe Boxing Gym was under the protection of Chen Yuan.

Zhao Nanshan was disturbed by the visits several times.

So they sent someone to the yamen to talk to Chen Yuan, and then Chen Yuan weighed it up and came.

"That's good..." Zhao Nanshan pointed to the door and said:

"If that's the case, let them in?"

Chen Yuan nodded slightly, smiled at Wang Ping beside him and said:

"Open the door and let the bad wind outside blow in."

Chapter 87 Zhao Nanshan's Surprise

Wang Ping nodded and didn't say much. He walked over and opened the door. There were four people standing outside. One was Zhao Nanshan's disciple Guo Xu, and the other was a strong man who wanted to expel Sanhe Boxing Gym with Xu Changming and others.

The other two, an old man and a young man, were dressed in silk, and they were extraordinary at first glance.

"Come in, everyone."

Wang Ping stretched out his hand.

"Thank you..." The older old man cupped his hands, very politely.

The big and small forces in Ping'an County have already inquired about it. Chen Yuan has a confidant named Wang Ping, who is extremely trusted and will always be with him no matter what he does on weekdays.

Such a person cannot be offended!

If it wasn't for the fear of causing Chen Yuan's misunderstanding, someone would have approached Wang Ping long ago.

Wang Ping nodded, turned around and returned to Chen Yuan's side, standing aside without looking sideways.

"Old man Li Changshan."

"I'm Huang Wenxuan."

"Dismounting..."

"I met Mr. Chen."

Several people clasped their hands together.

Chen Yuan drooped his eyelids and said softly:

"What are you looking for Ben to arrest?"

The old man surnamed Li smiled and said:

"I heard the name of Chen Butou earlier, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance to meet him, so I entrusted Brother Zhao to get acquainted with Chen Butou."

"You don't need to be polite, just sit down." Chen Yuan pointed to the seat next to him.

"Thank you."

After Chen Yuan spoke, several people sat down in peace.

"This is some meeting gift from the old man. I hope Catcher Chen doesn't dislike it." The old man surnamed Li took out a small wooden box from his sleeve, put it on the table and opened it.

The thing inside was exposed, it was a jade bracelet, the whole body was green, and it was worth a lot of money at a glance.

Seeing this, Huang Wenxuan did not lag behind, and immediately took out a porcelain bottle:

"Master Chen, this pill is called Huang Yudan. It is a elixir created by the head of the Huang family. It is most suitable for bone refining warriors to practice. I hope Master Chen will take care of it in the future."

"The head of the Huang family..." Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes and asked softly:

"But the Huang family in Fucheng?"

"Exactly." Huang Wenxuan nodded with a smile.

The last strong man surnamed Ma was also not to be outdone:

"Chen Butou, Ma has offended me before, I hope Chen Butou will not take it to heart, these tiger bone pills are Ma's apology at that time."

Then, he also took out a small porcelain bottle.

Chen Yuan's face remained unchanged, and he didn't even look at the things on the table:

"Several words are serious. In recent years, the imperial court has repeatedly advocated incorruptibility. How can this arrest..."

Li Changshan's eyes moved, he put his expression on the box on the table, and said with a smile: