My Taoist Temple is trending again

Xu Qingmu didn't speak for a long time, Wen Lun felt his whole body tensed up, and stammered, "Master, what's wrong?"

Xu Qingmu took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and said, "What's the matter with the shampoo?"

Wen Lun was taken aback, and after a while, he forced a smile and said, "Yeah, it's nothing... just... I think that shampoo is pretty good, maybe..."

"Tell the truth!" Xu Qingmu was furious. He had no patience to talk nonsense with Wen Lun at all. He raised his hand and pointed at Wen Lun, only to see a flash of cold light, and the hairpin on Wen Lun's head broke suddenly. It became two pieces, the bun instantly became messy, and Wen Lun's face turned pale in an instant.

Everyone in the hall was silent, and a needle could be heard. Wen Lun raised his head and looked at Xu Qingmu's eyes as if he was about to freeze to death. For the first time, he felt...very scary.

Although all the previous events have made him know that Xu Qingmu is very powerful, but in Lingyun Temple, Xu Qingmu has always been lazy and doesn't care about anything, so he always has an illusion that Xu Qingmu is actually not that scary. Not that great.

But now with this look, Wen Lun just wanted to kneel down. He couldn't hold back, and poured beans out of the bamboo tube to shake out what he had done.

It turned out that since he was in charge of the common affairs of Lingyun Temple, he has filled his own pockets a lot, and he can't tell the exact amount. Too much money is in his hands, and he is obsessed with ghosts.

As for the shampoo, he was cheated by Weishang in a flash of his brain, and bought a lot of them at a cost of more than 20 yuan. Later, Weishang ran away, and he couldn't find another place to sell these shampoos. Xu Qingmu urged him again. Inviting craftsmen to go up to the mountain to cultivate Taoist Temple, he anxiously thought of selling it, and the buyers he selected were all devout believers in Lingyun Temple.

Xu Qingmu almost laughed out of anger, hating iron for nothing and saying: "You can figure it out too!"

I don't know whether it means that Wen Lun stayed on the mountain for a long time and was innocent, or that he was stupid enough.Is this person also worthy to be a disciple of Lingyun Temple?To be able to be deceived by Weishang, it must be full of Douhua in my mind.

Xu Qingmu exhaled and said, "Bring me the account book."

Wen Lun hesitated for a long time, but soon some disciples brought the ledger from Wen Lun's room.

Xu Qingmu took it over and took a look. There were so many densely packed accounts that his eyes were instantly dazzled.

Song Jue, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly said, "If you don't mind, I..."

Xu Qingmu gave the ledger to Song Jue without even thinking about it.Song Jue stepped aside, holding a pen while reading and writing.

During this process, Xu Qingmu didn't say a word, and Wen Lun didn't dare to speak, just lowered his head and sweated profusely.

In about ten minutes, Song Jue initially figured out the amount of the shortfall, and handed it over to Xu Qingmu again.

Xu Qingmu felt even more angry when he saw it.

It didn't cost much to strengthen the disciples' houses and buy Taoist supplies, and there was no movement when he was asked to find a craftsman to repair the Taoist temple, but the money in the account was reduced by half.

More than 100 million just disappeared.

Xu Qingmu closed his eyes and asked, "Where's the money?"

It took Wen Lun a long time to say: "Fighting against others...lose, lose..."

All the disciples were in an uproar, none of them dared to believe it.

Wen Lun hurriedly defended himself again: "I...I just feel that my cultivation has improved a lot in the past six months. I thought, I thought..."

He was dazzled by Xu Qingmu's wins again and again, thinking that even if he was not [-]% Xu Qingmu, he was at least half as good.

Hearing this, Xu Qingmu couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward and grabbed Wen Lun by the collar, and lightly picked him up.

The disciples had never seen Xu Qingmu get so angry, and they didn't dare to vent their anger. They had no doubt that Xu Qingmu would tear Wen Lun apart in the next moment.

Wen Lun was shaking all over, he suddenly realized how small he was in front of Xu Qingmu, and how tolerant Xu Qingmu was to him before.

But now, Xu Qingmu didn't intend to tolerate it, he suddenly raised his other hand, Wen Lun felt that his life was not long, he didn't even dare to scream, he just closed his eyes trembling.

However, Xu Qingmu's hand slowed down and fell down, covering his celestial spirit cover. He didn't feel any pain, but his body felt cold for a while, as if all the warmth was taken away in an instant.

Everyone could clearly see a silver halo emerging from Wen Lun's cap with Xu Qingmu's hand, and when the halo completely left Wen Lun's body, he seemed to dim for a while.

Then, Xu Qingmu let go of his hand, and threw the already limp Wen Lun to the ground.

Wen Lun fell limply on the ground, and it seemed that it was very difficult to even stand up.

Xu Qingmu looked at him coldly, holding the halo in his hand, and said in a low voice: "You have deceived the believers and betrayed the sect's unrighteousness. In the old days, it was to remove the spirit bones and then be whipped."

Wen Lun trembled instantly, looking at Xu Qingmu in horror.

Removing the spirit bones...then he will be completely useless, and there will be no possibility of cultivation anymore.

"The times are different now, and lynching cannot be used in a society ruled by law." Xu Qingmu said, "Besides, as the head of the sect, I trusted you too much, and it is my fault. So you are not guilty of death, I only drained your spiritual power. "

But Wen Lun was not at ease, he looked up at the silver halo in Xu Qingmu's hand, his eyes suddenly widened.

That is the spiritual power that he has cultivated hard for more than ten years.

"No!" Wen Lun yelled in horror, wanting to rush up and grab Xu Qingmu's leg, but Xu Qingmu backed away quickly, leaving him in vain.

Xu Qingmu looked at him coldly, quickly gathered his five fingers, and with a soft "pop", the silver light became fragmented in Xu Qingmu's hands.

Wen Lun opened his mouth, desperately trying to grab it like crazy, but he only caught a piece of nothingness, and those silver lights finally dissipated in the air.

"Practice for another 20 years, and everything will come back." Xu Qingmu looked at him coldly, "Your master has taught you a lot, you are good at geomancy and fortune-telling, and you will be a good person in the future, at least you will not starve to death. It has nothing to do with Lingyun Temple, you are no longer a disciple of Lingyun Temple, if you dare to cheat money under the banner of Lingyun Temple, I will destroy you with my own hands."

Wen Lun never thought of leaving Lingyun Temple. He stared blankly at Xu Qingmu for a long time, until Xu Qingmu turned around and was about to leave, then he rushed up and cried: "Master, I really know I was wrong, I want to stay Excuse me, if I leave, what should I do? I have no place to go! I will make up the money! I can be a cow or a horse, and I will definitely make up the money! Master! I was wrong!"

What is money?It's only a million or so. If Xu Qingmu wants to, he can earn back by doing rituals for any big family.

It's not about the money at all.

Xu Qingmu didn't give him a chance to meet him at all, and walked out quickly without looking back.

Wen Lun lay on his stomach and beat the ground fiercely, then went completely crazy.The greatest punishment for a practitioner is to take away his spiritual power and be expelled from the school, which means that he will be nothing in Taoism in the future.He burst into tears, yelled wildly, and refused to leave no matter what.

All the disciples went up to pull him in a panic to prevent him from going crazy.Who wouldn't want to give him a chance?We all grew up together, and no one wanted to see him in such a miserable state, but this time he was not just confused, his mistake was too serious.

Xu Qingmu was upset when he heard that, he didn't want to care about this bad thing at all, so he walked faster.

The sky had already darkened, and Xu Qingmu walked to the edge of the dark back mountain cliff alone, staring at the bright moon in a daze.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a sound behind him. Xu Qingmu didn't turn his head, but felt that it was Song Jue who came.

After a while, Song Jue's voice sounded beside him.

Song Jue said, "Don't you need to call the police?"

Xu Qingmu said: "It's useless to call the police, he still hasn't paid the money. The punishment I gave him is much more serious for him than calling the police. The world is over, and we have our own rules."

Song Jue paused, and then said: "If you really feel too sad, you can say it."

Xu Qingmu hooked the corner of his lower lip, said with a light smile, "Joke, why should I feel sad?"

Song Jue didn't say anything, just looked at him wordlessly.

Xu Qingmu stared at Song Jue for a while, then sighed again, and said, "Okay, I think, I just suddenly remembered something."

Xu Qingmu remembered a little bit of his past life.

At that time, as now, the major families and sects of the Xuanmen united to form an organization called the Xuanmen Alliance.They call themselves orthodox, and they maintain the righteous way in name, but in fact, there are many cheaters in this alliance.I didn't see them upholding the righteous way or cultivating hard, but they just fought against dissidents and fought for power all day long.

That alliance is exactly the same as the current Xuanmen Association. After 1000 years, these people have not made much progress.

And at that time, Xu Qingmu suddenly appeared, a casual cultivator who had no father, no mother, no teacher, and did not belong to any family, but had a natural immortal bone and outstanding talent, and became famous at a young age.

The alliance hopes to subdue him, but he is used to being free and alone, and doesn't want to care about the rules and constraints of that alliance.He has his own righteous way in his heart, so he doesn't care who's territory is, if he sees something unfair, he will do it if he wants to.He didn't care who offended him, as long as it made him unhappy, he would hit him whenever he wanted.

So Xu Qingmu has many enemies.But those people hated him and couldn't get rid of him, so they made little trouble for him from time to time, or got together every day for meetings to scold him in the name of orthodoxy.

Xu Qingmu was also annoyed. In order to avoid the so-called "orthodoxy", he occupied the top of Lingyun Mountain and established the Lingyun Temple, specifically to accommodate some weirdos that the orthodoxy would not tolerate.

They don't abide by the so-called orthodox set, they can dance their swords however they want, they can cultivate their Tao however they want, they are free to do whatever they want, they can roam freely in the world without restraint.

Later, Xu Qingmu was struck to death by lightning, but Lingyun Temple is still there.Even because of the loss of classics, the heads of the past dynasties did not know the origin of Lingyun Temple, and never abandoned their original intentions.Until now, Lingyun Temple has not joined forces with those sanctimonious people.

So no matter how the world changes, Lingyun Temple is always a pure land in Xu Qingmu's heart.He said that he didn't want to bring children, but in fact, he did his best for every disciple of Lingyunguan.Every day in his new life, he felt at ease because of the Lingyun Temple.

And now... What Wen Lun did made him feel betrayed.

He really hates betrayal, and having such a big reaction is not so much angry as sad.

He didn't know how Song Jue saw it. Anyway, he couldn't hide it now, so he simply sat down on the ground, looked up at the sky with his hands on the ground, and said with his feet dangling, "Okay, if you want to make fun of me, I'll do it." Just laugh, I just feel uncomfortable and sad. Anyway, I don’t have the strength to fight with you today, you win if you win.”

Song Jue was sitting in a wheelchair, much taller than Xu Qingmu who was sitting on the ground. He looked at Xu Qingmu silently for a while, his eyes seemed to be coated with the lightness of moonlight, and became extraordinarily gentle.That gentleness is like a bottomless lake, which can easily drown people.

Xu Qingmu felt nervous for no reason.

Song Jue said in a low voice: "When I was young, my parents left early, and I have a disabled leg, so I was not valued very much in the family."

This was the first time Song Jue talked about his private affairs, Xu Qingmu clenched his fists unconsciously, and listened quietly, not knowing what he was nervous about.

Song Jue's eyes fell into the distance, and he continued: "At that time, my aunt had always taken care of me, and I only trusted her in the family. Later... I grew up and joined the company, and I realized that she has been nothing but a I just want the shares left to me by my parents. Many times I have suffered enemies on the board of directors because of her. Moreover, I gradually found that she hates me more than others. Many people in the company may just want me to quit, but she As if wishing I could disappear. When I first realized this, I also felt betrayed."

Song Jue had no expression at all, and his tone was light, as if he was talking about other people's affairs.

But this way...Xu Qingmu was even more sad, his lips were open and peaceful, but he couldn't say anything.

Song Jue looked at him instead, smiled, then suddenly stretched out his hand, and lightly touched Xu Qingmu's head twice.

Xu Qingmu stiffened all of a sudden, staring at Song Jue dumbfounded.

Song Jue continued to look at him tenderly, and said, "So, children grow up only after suffering some setbacks. I am like this, and so are you."

Xu Qingmu felt that the bases of his ears were crazily hot.

It must be too popular, Xu Qingmu thought.

But the moonlight was not bright, which concealed his ailment very well. His throat moved, he suppressed the beating of his heart suddenly, and suddenly bounced off the ground, and said with fury: "No one has ever dared to touch my chest." Head! Also, who do you call a child? Combined with my previous life, I am older than you."

Song Jue just laughed and said, "How can you do such a calculation, even if there is a previous life, I was older than you in the previous life."

Xu Qingmu stood still and thought about it, if Song Jue was really the man in black who gave him a headache whenever he thought about it, or if Song Jue was older than him in his past and present lives.

But Xu Qingmu didn't admit it, somehow he had the strength to quarrel with Song Jue again, and said with a sneer, "Nonsense, what basis do you have that you are older than me?"

Song Jue glanced at Xu Qingmu up and down, and said, "There is no basis, I can feel that I am older than you."

Xu Qingmu also looked Song Jue up and down, and said, "Then I still feel that I am older than you."

Although the content of the quarrel was too intellectual, the two still quarreled seriously for a long time, and then suddenly stopped at the same time at a strange time.

Both felt something was wrong.

Why, they have to stare at each other at night, and quarrel for a long time?

This is so weird too!