Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

In the morning, mist lingers.

Zhang Ming came to the courtyard and heard the sound of Qingquan burning fire and cooking.

However, he always felt that something was missing.

Yes, Shangguan Yu's mission has been completed, and there is no new mission!

Zhang Ming was a little surprised.

This is not like the urine of the system, what's wrong with holding it back?

Senior brother, breakfast is ready, come to Zhaitang to eat.

Qingquan called out, interrupting his thoughts.

Zhang Ming walked into the Zhaitang, saw three sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table, and asked, Qingquan, why is there an extra set?

Qingquan was stunned for a moment, touched his head and said, I forgot, Zhan Hong has already left.

At this time, Zhang Ming also remembered.

It turned out that not only the task was missing, but also the young man who cleaned the Taoist temple every day.

I don't know what happened to him...

Before they knew it, they were already familiar with the existence of this young man.

Senior brother, I want to go down the mountain.

Qingquan put down his chopsticks and said suddenly.

Now that the dry spring has been revitalized, his cultivation base has also broken through to the condensing element realm, and he can indeed go down the mountain.

Zhang Ming pondered: Recently, the sign-in rewards are getting worse and worse. Today, I only got a bag of popcorn. It seems that I can't stare at a person in the same place all the time. According to the routine, the first sign-in rewards are the most abundant.

Thinking of this, he smiled and said, It's okay, junior brother, you will pack up later, we will go down the mountain today.

Qingquan immediately dropped his chopsticks: Really!?

Then, he didn't care about eating, and excitedly ran to the backyard and started packing.

Excuse me, is there anyone in the audience?

At this time, a voice of inquiry suddenly came from the door.

Zhang Ming frowned slightly, why did someone come again in the morning, is it a pilgrim worshipping the mountain?

He stepped out of the hall to take a look.

I saw three monks standing at the door.

Lingshu Temple? Hehe, I haven't heard of it. I don't know where it came from.

Senior brother, after this Taoist temple is flattened, the pagoda can be rebuilt. I think Master will like it.

The clock tower can be kept, and the bell will be struck every day for the junior brother to report the time.

They were discussing pointing and pointing, and when they saw Zhang Ming appear, they quickly stopped talking.

Amitabha, this Taoist priest, the poor monk is the emptiness of Xiaohanshan Temple, this is polite.

One of the leading monks was a little older, with five official circles, six ring scars on his head, eyes as sharp as a falcon, and turned his head to look at Zhaitang.

The three masters, Pindao Qinghui, don't know what happened? Although Zhang Ming frowned, he quietly lifted the ban on the Taiqing Talisman and asked with a bow.

This is the first time he has dealt with monks in this world, and he doesn't know how big the difference in philosophy is.

The ghost hasn't spoken yet.

The rough-looking little monk next to him couldn't help but shouted: Senior brother, stop talking nonsense with him, just take out the documents and let them move and get out of here!

Zhang Ming frowned again: Master, what does this mean?

Xu Gou scolded the little monk: Xu Ni, don't be reckless, we are monks, we must guard against arrogance and impatience, guard against anger and anger, how can we drive people away at every turn!

He was reprimanding on the surface, but his expression didn't change, as if he didn't mean to reprimand at all. After speaking, he took out a document and handed it to Zhang Ming.

Qinghui Daoist, this is the official book of Nanling Chengfu Ya, please take a look.

He didn't apologize for Xu Ni's reckless remarks, but sang and sang as if he had performed well.

Zhang Ming's heart is like a mirror, it seems that these three people have bad intentions. He took a look at the document and saw that it said:

Now there is a Zhuoguang Mountain under the jurisdiction of Nanling City, which has been uninhabited for a long time, and it was used by animals.

Purdue side.

The inscription is covered with the official seal of Nanling City.

Zhang Ming held the document and was a little speechless: This is because Zhuoguang Mountain and Lingshu Temple were sold by Nanling City without any knowledge of it? And they still don't need money, and give it to this guy called Huilun for nothing?

There are also several meanings of wilderness is used by animals. Does this mean that we are all beasts in Lingshu?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xu Gou immediately urged with bright eyes: Daoist, have you read it?

Cough cough.

Zhang Ming coughed, handed back the document, and said, I'm sorry, the poor man is illiterate.

Xu Gou was almost choked by a sip of saliva and said with an ugly face: Daoist Qing Hui, are you kidding us?

Zhang Ming also accepted a smile: Yes, it's just for fun.

Although Taoism pays attention to Zhongzheng and peace, but others are bullying to their own head, and no matter how tolerant they are, they are grandsons.

The falcon-like eyes shrank, with a hint of anger, and winked back.

The hot-tempered Xu Ni immediately clenched his fists and stepped forward, said with a smile, Boy, I knew you wouldn't give up the dojo easily. I'll tell you, this place will be converted to Buddhism in the future! Go, call out the adult in charge of your family. , I'll spare you a beating!

He was originally a gangster in Nanling City, but after being persuaded by Zen Master Huilun, he put down his butcher knife and became a disciple.

Of course, the most important thing is that Xiaohanshan Temple has enough food, no shortage of clothes, and is loved when traveling.

Over the years, Xu Ni has done a lot for Master.

Now, it's one piece.

Zhang Ming glanced at him and said with a smile: Poor Daoist is not talented, he is in charge of things here. But it's your family, what is that one called, and when will he come?

Xu Ni's face sank: Looking for death!

He rolled up his sleeves and shouted at the tall and strong monk next to him who had never spoken: Puffy, beat him together!

The two blocked Zhang Ming from left to right.

However, at this moment, Qingquan shouted from a distance behind: Senior brother, are there any other pilgrims worshipping the mountain?

The three of them frowned and looked up, only to see a young Taoist man in a light blue Taoist robe, carrying a backpack, riding a white tiger with hanging eyes, swaying over.

This is……

Xu Gou is well-informed, and at a glance, he can see that the eyes of this hanging-eyed white tiger emit a brownish-yellow light, and the pupils are clear and clear. beast.

Although Xu Ni didn't understand, but when he saw the fierce white tiger, his legs and feet trembled with fright.

The monk Gao Zhuang asked, Senior brother, can we beat them together?

Xu Ni was flustered by the question, and hid behind him.

Zhang Ming smiled and said, Junior brother, it's not the pilgrims who worship the mountain, but a group of monks to make trouble.

The leader Xu Jiu's face turned pale, and he said, Daoist Qing Hui, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!

Qingquan rode close to Huahua and asked, Oh, it really is a monk, is it you who are here to make trouble?

The three of them stepped back two steps and said with a smirk: This Taoist priest is joking, we monks are merciful, how could we come here to make trouble. If there is nothing, we just come here... to give incense, yes, to give incense!

Seeing how they were bullying the soft and fearing the hard, Zhang Ming shook his head and smiled, this is the Lao Shizi Xiaohanshan Temple?

The incense of my Taoist door, do you three monks dare to go?

With a wave of his sleeves, he invoked the power of the Taiqing Rune, shoved the three out of the door, and snorted coldly.

If you want to take away my property in Zhuoguangshan, that's fine. Go back and call that Huilun to come over. Let's compare and see who has the ability to stay here.

The three of Xugou only felt that the eyes were dark, the sky was spinning, and they threw a dog and ate shit.

Go, go quickly.

The three of them were trembling with fear, and they climbed up the mountain road in a state of embarrassment, ignoring the pain and fleeing.

Only then did they realize that the Taoist priest Qing Hui was also a great practitioner.

Recalling the performance of the three of them just now, it was shameful to open the door for shameful, shameful to go home.