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The rest of the matter will not be under Zhao Ye's control, and the Taoist Master Lingzhen will deal with the police.

It was already two days after the matter of the Liu family came to an end.

The police confiscated the 300 million hush money that the murderer gave to Liu's second son, including the 50 that Liu's uncle and Liu's boss split up.

Homicide cases are all criminal cases. Even if the victim is dead, the national procuratorate will file a public prosecution, so as long as there are no accidents, the murderer will get the punishment he deserves.

Although the three members of the Liu family were sent to the hospital in time, they were not in good condition.

Boss Liu had four broken ribs, and it is estimated that he would have to lie in bed for at least two months, and the medical expenses would be enough to wipe out his family.

Uncle Liu's family was tied like a hedgehog, and his face was the most seriously injured.

In short, he was disfigured.

Given his family's conditions, he might not be able to afford a high plastic surgery fee. Now that he has no money to pay for his disfigured appearance, it may be impossible to find a new wife.

Liu Lao Er was the worst. The nail just pierced his lifeline, and because of the infection of the wound, it was unclear whether his two legs could be saved.

This is probably a feng shui turn, when he sent his own sister Liu Xiaomei to the client's bed, ruined Liu Xiaomei's life, and now his happiness for the rest of his life is also ruined.

And sometimes, living is more painful than dying.

The most important thing is that he also committed a number of crimes such as cover-up crimes. The evidence is that he received 300 million hush money from the murderer and a chance of promotion to cover up the fact that the murderer killed Liu Xiaomei.

A prison sentence awaits him.

Regarding this, Daoist Lingzhen said with emotion while grilling the rice: "God is really fair."

Among the three, Liu Boss had the least crime, so he only had three broken ribs, while Liu Lao Er's crime was unforgivable, so he ended up the most miserable.

After finishing speaking, he conveniently picked up a piece of fish and put it into the little Taoist bowl.

"By the way," Daoist Lingzhen looked at Zhao Ye who was opposite, and finally couldn't help asking: "Brother Zhao, how did you defeat Little Sister Liu that day?"

The little Taoist also tilted his head to look at him, his eyes full of admiration.

All he knew was that Zhao Ye rescued him and his master two days ago.

Because Zhao Ye had nowhere to go, and Taoist Lingzhen warmly invited him, Zhao Ye temporarily stayed at Qingchuan Temple.

Zhao Ye put down the chopsticks in his hand, picked up the teapot next to him and poured himself a cup of tea, he said: "Because my blood is stained on the gauze, I have a special constitution, and the blood is full of yang energy."

Yang Qi is the nemesis of all evil spirits.

Ten thousand years of boy's blood, can the yang energy not be abundant?

Obviously he should be happy, but for some reason, Zhao Ye always felt a slight sadness in his heart.

"I see."

Daoist Lingzhen, who knew nothing about the truth, was very envious. This kind of physique was something that every practitioner of Taoism dreamed of.

He asked again: "Brother Zhao seems to be a cultivator too, I don't know what sect he came from?"

Zhao Ye took a sip of tea, and opened his mouth: "There is no school, no sect, but because I am very interested in Taoism, I have learned a little bit."

Daoist Lingzhen was very surprised, just looking at Zhao Ye's fearless appearance that day, he always thought that the other party must be from a famous family and had received orthodox training, but he did not expect to be a "wild way".

Daoist Lingzhen was even more envious: "Brother Zhao is really a genius!"

In his opinion, Zhao Ye is young and has no orthodox knowledge of Taoism for a day, but he can easily defeat a irrational and vicious ghost. Apart from the genius of heaven, Daoist Lingzhen really can't think of other adjectives up.

Thinking about myself again, it has been 60 years since I learned Taoism at the age of nine, but I have always been a half-baked person, neither high nor low.

This really doesn't exist!

Zhao Ye thought to himself, although he has never studied Taoism, he has worked in the cultivation business next door for tens of thousands of years, so he is old.

But Daoist Lingzhen was already immersed in grief.

He walked out of the room and looked at the building in front of him with a lonely expression on his face.

Qingchuan Temple is located on the edge of Qingchuan Town. It was first built in the third year from the Northern Song Dynasty to the Dao Dynasty (997).

At the peak of Qingchuan Temple, there were [-] halls and more than [-] disciples. However, due to the war and other reasons, the Qingchuan Temple has completely declined. Less than two acres, there are only Taoist priests Lingzhen and Taoist priests left on the list, and the little Taoist priest Zhao Chenxing is an abandoned baby picked up by Taoist priest Lingzhen.

The entire Taoist temple is extremely clean and tidy from the door beams to the tiles, and it is obvious that it has been carefully maintained all year round.

The main hall is dedicated to the patriarchs of the Three Qing Dynasty, the east side hall is dedicated to the ancestor Zhou Xian, the master of Qingchuan Guan, and the west side hall is dedicated to Confucius and Sakyamuni.

The east and west rooms are where the residence and kitchen are located. The interior is decorated in a modern style and connected to the Internet.

In fact, just half a year ago, the Taoist temple had just been overhauled.

"Because at that time there was internal news that the government planned to build a large logistics park in Qingchuan Town," said Taoist Master Lingzhen.

This will bring unprecedented opportunities to Qingchuan Town, and it is also a development opportunity for Qingchuan Temple, because with the construction and completion of the logistics park, it will inevitably bring a huge flow of people to Qingchuan Town.

To judge whether a Taoist temple is famous, isn't it by looking at the prosperity and decline of its incense?

Coincidentally, he has also saved some money over the years, so he spent a lot of effort to renovate Qingchuan Temple. He just waited for the completion of the logistics park. When the time comes, with the magic sword and talisman seal left by his master, maybe he can really do it. Taking advantage of this opportunity to spread the reputation of Qingchuan Temple can be regarded as an alternative revitalization.

But after waiting for more than half a year, the news of the construction of the logistics park was finally confirmed, but the talismans left by his master were used up, and even the magic sword was broken in the end.

Daoist Lingzhen sighed: "I'm afraid I will never see the day when Qingchuan Temple will be revitalized!"

For some reason, he dreamed of revitalizing Qingchuan Temple.

He sighed: "I think of Qingchuan Temple, which has been passed down for thousands of years, and Taoist culture has a long history..."

Hearing this, what Zhao Ye thought was that Qingchuan Temple is indeed a good place, surrounded by mountains and rivers, Taoist Master Lingzhen is better at cooking, not to mention, he lived quite comfortably in Qingchuan Temple for the past two days.

The main thing is that he has nowhere to go now.

And there is a ready-made base in front of you.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ye looked at the quaint hall in front of him, and he agreed with the words of Taoist Master Lingzhen: "Very good, then from today, Qingchuan Temple will be mine!"

Master Lingzhen: "..."

Little Taoist: "..."

The painting style changed too quickly, and Taoist Lingzhen took a while to react. He suspected that he might have misheard: "Brother Zhao, what did you say?"

Zhao Ye explained: "It's like this. For some reason, I need a place to stay now. Qingchuan Temple is undoubtedly a good choice."

And he always liked to dominate.

Master Lingzhen understood.

So, in, why rob?

Priest Lingzhen tried to keep up with Zhao Ye's brain circuit: "Although it is the rules of the world, the favor of saving life should be repaid by the spring. Logically speaking, if brother Zhao really wants to see Qingchuan, it's okay to give it to you, but Qingchuan Guan is the ancestral property of our sect and cannot be passed on outside."

Halfway through the speech, Daoist Lingzhen's eyes lit up.

That's right, he's a half-baked guy, but Zhao Ye isn't. If he can stay in Qingchuan Temple, why worry about Qingchuan Temple not being revived?

Although he didn't know why Zhao Ye wanted Qingchuanguan on a whim, but he didn't doubt Zhao Ye's character, otherwise he wouldn't have intervened in the affairs of the Liu family and saved him and his little apprentice.

The twists and turns, that's all.

Master Lingzhen felt that he was probably crazy: "But I can accept you as an apprentice... No, I can accept apprentices on behalf of the teacher..."

Zhao Ye thought for a while, and felt that what Taoist Lingzhen said was very reasonable, so he interrupted Taoist Lingzhen: "Very well, from today onwards, your patriarch will be my apprentice, so that I am no longer an outsider, and I can justify myself. Accept Qingchuan view!"

Master Lingzhen: "..."

Now, it's fine to rob, why do you still want to take advantage of me.

Without waiting for Daoist Lingzhen to speak, Zhao Ye said to himself: "This seems a bit too much."

Daoist Lingzhen was suddenly relieved.

Then I only heard Zhao Ye say: "Well, then I'll simply recognize your patriarch as my junior brother."

Daoist Lingzhen's thinking has been distorted by Zhao Ye, he stammered: "Brother Zhao, are you joking?"

Priest Lingzhen thought that Zhao Ye was joking, but he didn't know that Zhao Ye couldn't be more serious.

In terms of strength, Zhao Ye cultivated it step by step, and successfully survived 81 ascension lightning tribulations. Not to mention that the patriarch of Qingchuan Temple is said to have realized the Dao of ascension, even if he really ascended, Zhao Ye is like this. Ye can also hit ten with one.

Moreover, he is already 1 years old this year, and the patriarch of Qingchuan Temple is only in his early [-] years old this year, so of course, he cannot be the junior of Lingzhen Daoist Priest, and Qingchuan Temple took advantage of it.

Although heroes don't mention the bravery of the past, isn't there only one statue left of the patriarch of Qingchuan Temple?

Moreover, Daoist Lingzhen wants to revitalize Qingchuan Temple, he wants a base, isn't this a good deal?

Zhao Ye said: "I don't care if it's okay or not, just ask your ancestors directly."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Ye went straight to the East Side Hall and offered three sticks of incense to the patriarch who was sitting on the altar table. At the end, he said: "If you think my suggestion is good, you can accept my three sticks of incense. It’s fine if you don’t want to.”

Sure enough, the three sticks of incense burned out smoothly, but the burning speed seemed to be much slower than before.

But Zhao Ye was already very satisfied: "Very good, then it's settled."

The old man has black lines on his face, what's the use of discussing with a statue?

But he didn't know how to refute Zhao Ye, because it was true that he wanted to keep Zhao Ye in Qingchuan Temple, and it was true that he thought Zhao Ye was bullying others.

So, when Lingzhendao was growing up, that evening, he dreamed of his patriarch.

The patriarch was wearing that familiar Taoist robe, and he poked his index finger on the bridge of his nose: "You are unworthy descendants, and you have brought wolves into the house, and you will lose Qingchuan Temple's face!"

Daoist Lingzhen was stunned at first, and then realized: "Master Patriarch, are you talking about what happened yesterday afternoon?"

He looked aggrieved: "What can I do, Patriarch, who told him to save the life of his disciple and grandson, and besides, his disciple and grandson can't beat him!"

The patriarch blew his beard and stared: "Then why don't you refuse him, as long as you refuse, he will definitely not continue to pester him."

"...disciple, disciple..." Daoist Lingzhen didn't know how to explain it, and then he seemed to think of something, and he stared at him: "However, Patriarch, if you don't want to, he will ask you in the afternoon Why didn't you say it then?"

Grandpa choked.

Grandpa was furious.

The patriarch walked away in a huff.

"Unworthy offspring!"

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