The hometown of Tan Qing'er in this life, Zhuo County, is not far from here. The old man hired two carriages to carry them and five of them towards Zhuo County. On the evening of the fifth day, he arrived at Tan Qing'er's hometown. The carriage first surrounded Tan Qing'er's ancestral home, and now he lives here is Tan Qing'er's uncle Wang Guiren.

Apart from the fact that there was a little more bad luck inside, no abnormal situation was found. Gui Bugui was still worried. After the old guy hid his body, he walked around and found nothing wrong. Wang Guiren was at home to entertain the clerk of the county government. Hearing the words of the two of them, the two desperate people actually turned their minds to the Sishui shop in the county. Relying on the monk as their backer, the two planned to eat a batch of goods from the Sishui and let them suffer a loss.

Originally, when Gui Bugui heard this, he could have determined that these two people were urged to die, so he could leave and let the head of the Sishui account deal with them. However, this matter involved his evil fate, and Gui Bugui didn't dare to be arrogant at the moment. He actually put down his figure and eavesdropped on the conversation between the two people.

The clerk still couldn't make up his mind to make profits from Sishui. After Wang Guiren filled him with a glass of wine, he comforted him: "Shui is also managed by people. No matter how big it is, it is a civilian. You don't have to worry about this guy. As long as we do it carefully, it is impossible for you and me to know that the two main affairs of Sishui are done by you and me. Even if the matter is exposed, there is nothing wrong. We have Master Su Xian behind us. How about the Tan family? At that time, it was also a big surname in our county. What about now? Brother, do you walk around the street and you can see a few surnames from Tan?"

After hearing Wang Guiren mention the Master Su Xianshi, the clerk had some confidence. After drinking the glass of wine, he said, "Guiren, I'll remind you, be careful that the old Tan family also asked for help from the monks. Don't you know your niece? You can spit out fireballs at the age of six and worship the sky rain at the age of nine. When we were twelve, our previous county magistrate was haunted at the house. This girl caught him. At that time, it was said that your niece was a disciple of the mother of Lishan Mountain, and even if the battle was lost to Master Su Xianshi. Once she went back to invite the elders of the master's sect, it would be a big deal to do so."

"All the mothers in Lishan are lying people, don't believe this." Wang Guiren tore off a chicken thigh and handed it to the clerk. Then he continued, "I know the confidence of this girl Tan Qing'er. Later, their Tan family found a capable person to tell the girl about her life. She said that she was a monk in her previous life and did not drink Mengpo soup when she was reincarnated. She came with the memories of her previous life. If she had a fellow disciple, the little girl would have gone back to recruit people long ago. How long has it been? She didn't even bring a shadow back."

After pausing, Wang Guiren blasted all the servants waiting for the dinner party around him. After seeing that there were no outsiders on the left, he put his mouth to the clerk's ear, lowered his voice and said, "Even if that girl is really alive, there is nothing. Our Master Su Xian is the god descending to the earth. I saw it with my own eyes. When he was taking a shower, I took a look out of the window. When my clothes were taken off, I shone with colorful light. My eyes were blind at that time, and I recovered the next day, and I was hiding, brother, why are you hiding?"

"Guiren, I don't know your tune. If you have something to say, don't touch me." When he was speaking just now, Wang Guiren went to grab the clerk's hands intentionally or unintentionally. After he broke free, the clerk's face turned red and hid backward. He was afraid of the immortal master behind Wang Guiren, paused for a moment, and continued, "Okay, why are you going to see the immortal master taking a bath?"

"Didn't that be seen by accident?" Wang Guiren laughed awkwardly and continued, "But what should I say? My old man used the head of my neck as a guarantee. Master Su Xian is undoubtedly a god in the sky. I'll look at it."

Hearing this, Gui Bugui had no intention of listening. He didn't suspect that Wang Guiren was bragging for the monk named Su. It was very likely that monk Su had discovered that someone was hiding outside the window, so he used magic techniques similar to illusions to charm Wang Guiren's eyes. Even a monk who was taboo in the country gentry was not much stronger.

After returning to the carriage, Gui Bugui said to Wu Mian, two monsters that he had just heard, and the white-haired man had nothing to say. Bai Wuqiu laughed and said to his 'bird father': "You dare to say he is a god, the one named Su is a god, what kind of god is a god? Old man, don't listen to him nonsense. If you are really a god, do you still use the task to be in this small county town?"

"You've been saying smart guys in the past few years. In a few years, I'll think a few more steps when I talk to you." Gui Bugui smiled and said to Wu Mian: "I think it's the same, the monk named Su is not a big deal."

While talking, the old guy looked at Tan Qing'er hiding in the car behind. The old guy tried his best to persuade her not to rush in and kill Wang Guiren to avenge his parents. Looking at Tan Qing'er hiding behind the tent of the car, Gui Bugui smiled and said to himself: "I have rarely been able to relax for so many years. The bad fate is bad fate. That's about it."

After coming out of the Tan family's ancestral home, Gui Bugui found the locals and went to the newly built temple. Wu Mian and Gui Bugui pretended to be pilgrims who came to enter the incense and entered the temple. This was Wang Guiren's house before. Although it looked a little simple, the incense was very prosperous. Now it was getting dark, and pilgrims still came out one after another.

Other temples welcome pilgrims early in the morning. Except for the first day of the lunar month, the fifteenth day of the day and the birthday of the gods in heaven, there were basically no one to see at noon. However, there were many people coming and going in Wu Mian, and Gui Bugui came in to burn incense and worship.

After coming in, I didn't see the monk named Su. The 20-year-old monks were welcomed and sent to him. Gui Bugui found out that these young monks were all local people. Because Su Xianshi in this temple's magic magic was Tongxuan. In addition, he would respond to all the requests from good men and women, so he would recruit all the people within a radius of hundreds of miles here.

When a few people living nearby saw a foreigner coming in to inquire, they were excited to tell Master Su's miracle to Gui Bugui. Among the pilgrims who were incense, Qian You was seriously injured in half a month, and the big bone of the spine was lying at home waiting to die. He heard that the immortal master here had come true, so he tried to ask the neighbors to carry him in. With the help of everyone, he kowtowed to Master Su here a few times. After going home and sleeping, he could go to the ground by himself early the next morning. He was originally a disease of lying in bed waiting to die, but after taking it for a few days, he was healed without medicine. He could go to the ground to work in three days.

If you catch someone like this, he can tell something similar. Anyone who is cured by Master Su becomes a believer in this temple. No matter when the distance in the city is, you will come here for a walk whenever you have time. If you have two children in your pocket, you will give it some. If you don’t have money, just go to the pillar and kowtow. Not long after, entering the temple for any time or not, it has become a habit for locals to visit.

Gui Buguiyi asked several people in a row and said this. Even the old guy didn't see any flaws in his nine-qu Linglongxin.

After wandering around the temple for a while, I suddenly heard someone shouting at the pilgrimage who burned incense: "Su Xianshi is back! Good men and women go to welcome the immortal master, don't squeeze."

After the man shouted, the pilgrims rushed out of the temple like a tide. After a while, everyone welcomed a thin man in his thirties and three black beards and walked in. The believers of the audience said that Master Su Xian was probably the monk who got rid of the Tan family for Wang Guiren.

There was nothing special about the aura of the monk. After Wu Mian, Gui Bugui looked right, the old guy said a few words in his cheap son's ear, and Bai Wuqiu's brows frowned: "Old guy, you're not moral."
Chapter completed!