Skilled in managing a house

"Junior brother, let me introduce to you, this is Zhang Daoyou, the headmaster of Zhenhai Wudang Taoist Temple. Zhang Daoyou, this is my fourth junior brother Fahai." Fahe introduced him immediately.

After hearing the introduction, the monk immediately clasped his palms together and said politely: "It turns out that Daoist friend Zhang is here, and he has not been far away to welcome him to atone for his sins."

Zhang Yu didn't expect that he would actually meet Fahai. The other party was polite, so he quickly clasped his hands and said, "Master, you are serious. I have heard about the name of Leiming Temple for a long time, and I have long wanted to come and pay a visit. It is really an honor for me to be invited by Master Fahe today."

The two exchanged pleasantries back and forth, and Zhang Yu had to take a closer look at the surrounding situation.

Fahai naturally saw Zhang Yu's curiosity, and he said with a smile: "Last night, the disciples were fighting each other, and accidentally made a mess."

Who can believe this? My family is competing with each other, and to be able to fight like this is to risk their lives.

Of course, Zhang Yu could only listen to what others said. He smiled and said: "The Buddhism in Leiming Temple is indeed profound, admirable and admirable."

Fahai looked around, and finally looked at Fahe, and said, "Senior brother, Daoist Fellow Zhang came from afar, have you ever visited fellow Daoist?"

"Not yet." Fahe said.

"Huineng, Huijing." Fahai immediately turned to greet him, and in a blink of an eye, two middle-aged monks in their forties ran over. Fa Hai immediately said: "This is Taoist Zhang from Wudang Taoist Temple. We must treat him well."

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Yu understood what was going on.

Obviously, the senior fellow apprentices had something to say to each other and asked someone else to accompany him and send him elsewhere first.

Zhang Yu said with a smile: "I was just planning to visit Leiming Temple. Two masters, I'll go for a walk first, and we'll meet you later."

"Take good care of Huineng and Huijing, and treat Taoist Zhang well. Fellow Taoist, we will see you in the dining hall later." Fahe said politely.

At that moment, two middle-aged monks led Zhang Yu in the direction he came from, casually visiting. Tourists can visit those places, so naturally there is nothing to hide.

Fahe and Fahai looked at Zhang Yu together until Zhang Yu disappeared from their sight.

Fahai whispered at this moment: "Senior brother, why did you invite him to our Leiming Temple? By the way, where is your cassock?"

He had now noticed that Fahai was only wearing monk's robes and not the red cassock.

"Forget it, something happened to the Meng family. Meng Xuanxiong and his son all died tragically. Moreover, they were killed by a Taoist priest and a corpse cultivator master. I originally planned to capture them, but I didn't expect that the Taoist priest was really powerful and used a weapon similar to The black scissors of Fengwei tore my cassock. Fortunately, Zhang Yu took action in time, otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to come back." Fahe shook his head and sighed.

"Another master of corpse cultivation." After hearing his words, Fahai said in surprise.

"Why is it called again?" Fahe asked puzzledly.

"Have you seen the chaos in the temple?" Fahai turned his head and glanced back.

Fahe had long been suspicious. When his junior brother mentioned this, he immediately asked: "Junior brother, what happened? Is it related to the master of corpse cultivation?"

"It's really shameful and humiliating to say that a corpse cultivator came last night. He was so powerful that he almost single-handedly picked on our Leiming Temple. Junior Brother Faxi passed away, and more than thirty other disciples were beaten to death, and six disciples of the Hui generation were beaten. He was seriously injured, and even the abbot senior brother was slightly injured. Fortunately, several elders arrived after hearing the news, and together we used the cassock demon subduing formation to trap him in the Thunder Tower." Fahai said rather dejectedly.

"There is such a powerful corpse cultivator. By the way, how about Fahu?" Fahe said in surprise.

"Third senior brother has not returned since he left, and I don't know where he went. This corpse cultivator is really powerful. He is invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire. Given time, he may become a corpse king," Fa Hai said.

"My little brother, I don't know what's going on in my mind all day long." Fahe complained, and then said: "Even if a few elders took action and used the cassock demon subduing formation, they wanted to kill him. It shouldn’t be difficult to destroy it. Why did you just trap it in the Thunder Tower and not kill it?"

"Our Leiming Temple seems to have never provoked such a master, and this corpse cultivator is very strange, so the abbot senior brother wants to subdue it and find out the truth. It is best to use it for his own use. Just now you said that you also encountered the corpse cultivator. Master Xiu, do you think they are in the same group?" Fahai said.

"It's hard to say, but none of the corpse cultivators I met had the strength to attack Lei Ming Temple and force us to use the cassock demon subduing formation. We senior brothers can kill her with just one move." Fahe said uncertainly.

The two of them were chatting when suddenly a hurried voice came to their mind from behind, "Uncle Master, Uncle Master. Something happened."

"What happened?" Fahai turned around quickly and asked.

A middle-aged monk ran over. The monk was panting and obviously very anxious. "Just now Huide went to Changsheng Garden to check whether the golden-scaled turtle had shed its lin. Unexpectedly, he only found the body of Uncle Faliu. My master has arrived now." Changsheng Garden, it is confirmed that Master Faliu was bitten to death by a golden-scaled turtle last night. Master asked me to ask him to come over quickly. Second Master, you are back just in time, so go over and have a look too."

"What about the golden-scaled turtle?" After hearing this, Fahe immediately showed an anxious look.

"The golden-scaled turtle is gone." The middle-aged monk lowered his head and said.

"Let's go!" Fahe didn't hesitate and ran towards the back.

Fahai also knew that the matter was serious. The two of them followed the mountain road backwards and soon arrived at a remote courtyard.

There are six monks guarding the outside of the courtyard. Once inside, there is only a Zen room. The two of them quickly came to the Zen room and saw a monk in his sixties standing in it, with an angry look on his face.

Opposite the great monk, not far away, lay the body of a great monk.

The monk standing here is none other than Master Fajiang, the abbot of Leiming Temple. The monk who died was Fa Liu.

"Senior Brother Abbot." "Senior Brother Abbot."

When Fahe and Fahai saw Fajiang, they quickly said hello. Fajiang nodded slightly and said, "Fahe, you are back."

At this point, he pointed to the corpse opposite and said: "Something happened last night. The golden-scaled turtle bit Junior Brother Faliu to death. I don't know if it was stolen by someone or ran away on its own. It's really abominable!"

Fa Liu was lying on the bed, his face extremely pale. Fa He and Fa Hai looked at him and shook their heads helplessly.

Fahai said: "Brother, do you think it has something to do with the corpse cultivator last night? Someone ordered it to cause trouble in front, attract our people there, and then took the opportunity to steal the golden-scaled turtle?"

"I have also considered this issue. But Fa Liu was definitely bitten to death by a golden-scaled turtle. You can't say that anyone can control a golden-scaled turtle, right? A golden-scaled turtle is usually docile and only changes its shape when it sheds its flesh. He was very irritable. The day of sloughing came a few days early this year, and there was a big mess last night, so he didn't take it into consideration. If someone comes to steal, the golden-scaled turtle can bite the junior brother to death, so he must not let the other party take him away easily. . But I saw no other signs of fighting here, so I suspect that the golden-scaled turtle ran away on his own." Fajiang said seriously.