Chapter 153:

Zhang Chaoxian was depressed, took a deep breath, and finally said, "Disciple, there is nothing to say."

"Ah..." Fang Jifan looked regretful: "You don't have something hidden in your heart, don't you want to say it?"

I want to kill you, the thief!

Zhang Chaoxian roared in his heart, but he still crawled. He felt that his knees were sore and his arms that supported his body were also a little sore. He said dejectedly: "Uncle Master, I really have nothing to say."

Fang Jifan suddenly snorted coldly.

If you say that you were pretending to be kind and joking just now, you would be murderous in a blink of an eye.

But when the Taoists heard him snorting coldly, their hearts were stuttering. They looked at Fang Jifan in surprise, and they didn't dare to show off.

Fang Jifan said coldly: "You have nothing to say, so it's time for uncle to say it, first first junior nephew..."

The blue veins on Zhang Chao's forehead broke out, and Fang Jifan was simply...

What kind of nickname is in his mouth? He really opens his mouth. This sentence first made him faint.

Fang Jifan said: "As the fourth generation disciple of this sect, should Wang Tianbao call me "Uncle Master?"

Zhang Chaoxian was sweating coldly on his forehead: "Yes, yes..."

Fang Jifan raised his legs and glanced at Wang Tianbao in the crowd. Wang Tianbao's face was pale, his whole body was exhausted, and his feet were frivolous and weak.

Fang Jifan continued: "Is it natural for the uncle to teach him a lesson?"

"But..." Zhang Chaoxian felt that he should not show weakness and wanted to defend himself, but soon, he realized that he could not argue at all. Not to mention that, he and Fang Jifan had completely formed an unequal situation. Fang Jifan often said "Little First" and "First First Junior Nephew" to come. No matter what he defended himself, he would lose.

He said powerlessly: "Yes, uncle is right."

"So, what else do you have to say?"

"There's nothing to say." Zhang Chaoxian just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

"But Uncle Master knows that you must be unconvinced..." Fang Jifan said slowly.

After all, Zhang Chaoxian was old and always maintained a state of promising body. He could not bear it. Sweat as big as soybeans came out of his forehead. He was weak: "Why should I not accept it, my disciples dare not accept it."

Fang Jifan raised his feet and said, "But Uncle Master doesn't look very convinced."

Zhang Chaoxian wanted to die.

He was teased by such a stinky baby, and he really wanted to get up and fight Fang Jifan.

But reasonably tell yourself that you must not. In this world, is there any nephew who beats uncles and juniors bully elders?

He gritted his teeth, looked desperate, and said confidently: "Uncle Master must have misunderstood, no, absolutely nothing."

Fang Jifan smiled, got up, and patted Zhang Chaoxian on the shoulder.

Zhang Chaoxian raised his head with great aggrievedness. After raising his head, his muscles and bones were activated for a while, and he felt a sense of comfort and peace.

He is actually the leader of Longquan Temple. Usually, in this Longquan Temple, no one regards him as a god, except for his master. Now, why does a master emerge from the middle of the way?

But Zhang Chaoxian had to smile reluctantly at Fang Jifan. He was just eager to finish the matter quickly and send the plague god away.

So Fang Jifan smiled at him.

He also smiled at Fang Jifan.

He looked at Fang Jifan and had an illusion because he found that this scum was actually smiling very sincerely. Has this young man become a spirit?

So he also tried his best to smile at Fang Jifan more sincerely.

The two pairs of eyes touched each other so close, Fang Jifan patted his shoulder again: "Young brother-in-law..."

The smile on Zhang Chaoxian's face suddenly became a little stiff. Even though Zhang Chaoxian's decades of accumulation in dealing with people, his face was only a little better than pig's liver.

Fang Jifan sighed: "Uncle Master sees that your face is very bad. This is because of kidney deficiency. Master Master, you have to care about your body and be restrained."

"I..." Zhang Chaoxian bared his eyes, his eyes were covered with blood, which was extremely terrible. At least he had decades of cultivation and worldly affairs. He was not proficient in any way. He dared not say that Mount Tai collapsed before and his expression remained unchanged. At least he did not show his emotions in his basic mood, but he still had them. But today, he completely broke his skills. No matter how good his acting skills were, they were vulnerable to Fang Jifan.

A mistake turns into eternal regret.

If he didn't recognize this uncle just now, it would be fine. Maybe he could make mistakes. But he never expected that the young man in front of him was so shameless and humble that he had to perform the ritual due to his master. This ritual would be defeated like a mountain, because you could pretend not to know, but once you performed the ritual, the identity of the uncle and nephew would be confirmed. Fang Jifan was really trying to do something differently, but he had no way out.

Now he must not fight head-on with Fang Jifan, which means he deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, and violated the ethics of nature. But he couldn't bear this tone. Every word Fang Jifan said was full of care for his younger generations, but every word inside was like a cone, which poked Zhang Chaoxian's heart and hurt!

What's even more terrifying is that in front of everyone, these seemingly caring words actually seriously hit their prestige in Longquan Temple. Now, inside and outside Longquan Temple, they cover the sky with one hand, but they are played with this, but they are still in full view of everyone.

He took a deep breath, and there was no way, at least on the surface, he had to endure it.

The person in front of me is just because my master is confused and has a high seniority, but so what? Longquan Temple still has the final say.

So he forced a smile: "Thank you for your concern."

Fang Jifan looked at him deeply. This old guy was very tolerant, so he looked at Zhang Chaoxian with a smile, which made Zhang Chaoxian feel distressed, afraid that this guy would have to make trouble again, but he really couldn't hold on for long.

Fang Jifan said, "Mr. Nephew, what should Wang Tianbao be guilty of disrespecting his elders?"

When Wang Tianbao heard this, he immediately collapsed. He knew that... he was finished.

Zhang Chaoxian's old face was twitching.

Wang Tianbao and Fang Jifan had a conflict. Regarding the age, Fang Jifan was his uncle, so Fang Jifan now had to deal with Wang Tianbao, and he had nothing to say: "It depends on the uncle."

"This is easy to deal with. He is a deacon in this dining hall, right? He has started the rebellion directly. From now on, let him go and clean the hall obediently."

Zhang Chaoxian hesitated for a moment. He just wanted to get out now. The matter was too sudden and he was not prepared at all. Now, in full view of everyone, he had no way to deal with Fang Jifan, so he had to bear the pain and said: "Uncle Master said it is reasonable."

"Wang Tianbao took charge of the vegetarian hall and made the vegetarian hall a mess. In the eyes of the master, this greatly affected the reputation of the citadel. As your elder, the citadel was also a member of the Longquan Temple. I was very worried when I thought of the reputation of the Longquan Temple."

“…”

Zhang Chaoxian's eyes were straightened. Fang Jifan deserved to say such things. Let's take a look at your own reputation first. Master has been enlightened in the Sanqing Pavilion for many years, so he is not sure about your background. But have you deceived Master or others? You are just a thief, and you are still embarrassed to worry about the reputation of Longquan Temple. If Longquan Temple gets into you, that is notorious.

Of course, he didn't dare to say this. He was afraid that he would continue to be entangled by Fang Jifan in full view of the crowd, so he forced himself to laugh: "Yes, yes, my nephew must clean up..."

"It's better to ask someone who can be trusted." Fang Jifan smiled at him.

Zhang Chaoxian felt a little stuttered. He became a little uncomfortable. After all, he was an old man and could hear the voice of Fang Jifan.

Fang Jifan raised his eyes and looked around the crowd. Finally, the gaze fell on a Taoist: "What's your name?"

The Taoist seemed to have seen a ghost, but hurriedly stepped forward and bowed and said, "Uncle Master, Li Chaowen."

Another generation of the word "chao".

Fang Jifan smiled: "I think you are very good. From today on, you can take charge of the dining hall."

When Li Chaowen heard this, his face turned green and he wanted to shake his head and refuse, but Fang Jifan looked at Zhang Chaoxian: "Young Master, how are you looking?"

A trace of coldness flashed through Zhang Chaoxian's eyes. From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Li Chaowen. In the depths of his eyes, something seemed to be flashing in the deepest eyes.

But... this sentence of the first-time junior nephew almost made him explode. If he didn't agree, he didn't know what else to provoke, but he agreed...

Fang Jifan looked so terrified: "It's okay, the first-time junior nephew can think about it slowly."

"Okay." Zhang Chaoxian was convinced. Now he must fight quickly and cannot delay it. Besides, it is just a small dining hall.

Fang Jifan smiled: "It's so good, my uncle is very pleased. Haha, it's not too early, and it's time for me to go down the mountain."

Zhang Chaoxian breathed a long sigh of relief, and hurriedly said, "I'll send you to the uncle."

"No." Fang Jifan shook his head: "You should take good care of your health."

Zhang Chaoxian's face suddenly became stiff again.

Fang Jifan yawned: "Let your uncle Chaowen come and see him off."

Zhang Chaoxian actually didn't want to send Fang Jifan to him. He was just a polite look on the surface. However, when he heard Fang Jifan point out that he asked Junior Brother Chaowen to give him away, he looked at Li Chaowen meaningfully.

Li Chaowen's face turned pale, and he looked so happy that he was holding the vegetarian hall. He followed Fang Jifan and left the vegetarian hall.

Life is so beautiful.

Fang Jifan sighed in his heart and led his disciples and Wang Shouren down the mountain.

Li Chaowen followed Fang Jifan with all the way, and he stopped talking all the way. After finally getting down the mountain, Fang Jifan turned around: "Little Li..."

Li Chaowen looked miserable: "Uncle Master..."

"Uncle Master thinks you have something to worry about." Fang Jifan looked at Li Chaowen with a smile.

Li Chaowen's body shook slightly, trying to hide something, but Fang Jifan exposes his thoughts with one word, and he can't help it: "Uncle Master, Xiaodao has been harmed by you. Since Master went into seclusion and practiced, the affairs in this observation have been taken care of by the eldest brother, and others will never dare to interfere easily. Today, the uncle beat his disciple, but let Xiaodao take charge of the vegetarian hall. What would the eldest brother think?"

Fang Jifan laughed and said, "Uncle Master cares what he thinks, but he doesn't dare to beat me up."

This is really heartless.
Chapter completed!