"Brush, brush, brush." ​​Seeing Qin Hui slamming the table, all the Jinyiwei guards behind him were unsheathed their swords, fearing that Qin Hui would draw his sword to hurt people.

Qin Hui, Fu Yuechi, has heard of him in his father and Fu Tianchou. However, as the saying goes, it is better to be famous than to see him at first sight, so Fu Yuechi, who only heard about it, believes that the so-called Qin County Magistrate is the level of Zuo Qianhu.

As for the ability to fly and escape from the sky, Fu Yuechi felt that he hadn't seen it, it must have been bragging by others. What's more, the senior official was a first-rank official in the court, and Qin Hui, a small county magistrate, was just a seventh-rank official.

"Oh! You can slam the table! The surname Qin, I've been asked by me, and you're so angry now!" Fu Yuechi looked at Qin Hui with a cold look in her eyes and said relentlessly.

"Why, I've told you my thoughts, even I want to kill you now!"

Looking at Qin Hui's hand, he held the hilt of the sword again. Although Fu Yuechi was not willing to give in, he still retreated in fear.

"Enough." Fu Tianchou was really angry when he looked at Qin Hui beside him. He knew that Qin Hui was not easy to mess with him, so he scolded Fu Yuechi loudly, "Every child, what do you know? You haven't stepped back."

"Sister, look at dad!" After hearing this, Fu Yuechi hugged his sister's arm with grievance, looking unhappy.

After seeing his aggrieved daughter, Fu Tianchou turned around and laughed at Qin Hui, "I'm spoiled by me, I hope Lord Qin will not be accustomed to it!"

Qin Hui glanced at Fu Yuechi, who had tears in her eyes, shook her head at her aggrieved look and said, "Don't worry, I won't be angry with a little girl."

"What a kid! I haven't said anything yet! I'm crying now!" Qin Hui looked at Fu Yuechi who was sobbing softly, and Fu Qingfeng who was coaxing her, shook her head and let go of the hilt of the sword in her hand.

Listening to Qin Hui's words, Fu Tianchou also smiled bitterly. Because he didn't expect that Qin Hui actually drew his sword to answer Yue Chi's reproach, rather than explaining.

Looking at Qin Hui, who was no longer showing cold light in his eyes, Fu Tianchou also broke out in a cold sweat. After all, Fu Tianchou had seen Qin Hui's methods. In his opinion, if Qin Hui really refused to give up, with the protection of these Jinyiwei and Zuo Qianhu, there would be no way to deal with Qin Hui.

Fu Tianchou smiled at Qin Hui, then waved to the Jinyiwei who was in a dilemma behind him and ordered, "You go to the kitchen to see if it's like the little monk said."

"It's an adult" The Jinyiwei who had seen Qin Hui's methods could not help but wipe them when he saw that he didn't have to do anything, and cold sweat came out from his forehead. Then he separated the two of them and quickly walked into the kitchen.

"Sir! What the little monk said seems to be true!" As the two of them searched in, they heard their screams.

"Sir! Look!" The two Jinyiwei running out, one holding a blood-stained cassock in his hand, and the other holding a package, said to Qin Hui and the others.

Looking at the blood-stained cassock, the young monk couldn't help crying, "Master! It's all a bad thing for the disciples! If I hadn't always said hungry, you wouldn't have been poisoned by the evil man!"

Fu Tianchou looked at the little monk who was crying sadly, folded the blood-stained cassock, placed it in front of him, and said, "Master has escaped from the sea of ​​suffering and returned to the Western Paradise. Don't be sad!"

"What is the Western Paradise? Isn't it dead yet?" The little monk cried even more sadly.

"Master! I don't want you to go to the Western Paradise! I want you to accompany me!" The little monk held the blood-stained cassock and kept wailing.

Fu Tianchou looked at the package held by another Jinyiwei, and then colored him.

"Little Master, this is your master's belonging. I discovered it on the side. Take it." The Jinyiwei put the package in his hand in front of the little monk.

When the little monk heard this, he opened the package while touching tears.

As the package opened, a 20-centimeter-high golden Buddha shining with golden light first appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Golden Buddha! White Jade Buddha Beads! White Jade Bracelet!" Everyone was surprised to see these things that were obviously not ordinary.

Qin Hui looked at these treasures and asked the little monk, "These things are probably very originated! Tell me, where did you get these from? What's your name?"

Listening to Qin Hui's words, the little monk replied without thinking, "My Dharma name is Baiyun. It turns out that I have been practicing in Xiangguo Temple with my master. Later, something happened in the temple and a group of masked people burned the temple. So the master took me out and started a life of traveling around the world. These things were handed over to us by the masters in the temple. Let us take them out and not fall into the hands of bad people."

"White Clouds! White Clouds!" Qin Hui looked at the treasures such as the Golden Buddha, then looked at the little monk, thinking about the plot quickly in her mind.

"Is this Baiyun the Age Ghost Story? The old monk in the third part! Well! I'm afraid it's true! Otherwise, the name would be the same, and these magical tools would not be the same!" Qin Hui thought for a while and felt that only this statement could be made sense.

"Xingguo Temple! I have heard of this name. However, the Xiangguo Temple now has already turned into ashes. I'm afraid you can't go back!" Zuo Qianhu said unbearably after thinking about it.

"Is Xiangguo Temple gone? Woo woo..." The little monk started crying when he heard this; "My master's biggest dream is to return to Xiangguo Temple. Now not only is the master dead, but even Xiangguo Temple gone! What should I do!"

After crying for a while, the little monk suddenly turned to laughing and said happily, "No, I can build the Xiangguo Temple without it! I can help him fulfill the master's wish!"

The younger monk thought about it, the more he felt it made sense. Finally, he slapped his head and stood up. He said to Qin Hui and others who were looking at him like they were mentally ill. "Yes, yes, yes. I have all the scriptures in my head. As long as I have money, I can rebuild Xiangguo Temple. And after Xiangguo Temple is built, I will be the host of Xiangguo Temple. Then I will recruit some young monks, and Xiangguo Temple will be there again!"

Looking at the crazy little monk, Fu Yuechi, who was beside him, poked his head out of his sister's shoulder and said with red eyes, "Building a temple costs money. A statue of a golden Buddha costs thousands of taels of silver. If you, a little monk, if you build a temple as big as Xiangguo Temple, gold will be less than ten thousand taels of taels of gold. Now if you sell it, it is not enough for a Buddha statue, where can you find so much money to build a temple?"

"Yuechi!" When Fu Tianchou heard this, he immediately glared at Fu Yuechi, and scared her to shrink her head back.

"Money, money, money, money, money!" The little monk shook his head anxiously, and kept patting his head with both hands.

Seeing the little monk keep turning around and slapping his head hard, and keeping talking about money and money words in his mouth. Zuo Qianhu looked at Qin Hui and the others beside him and said in a low voice, "Two sirs, this monk has suffered such a big blow, I think he is probably crazy!"

After hearing this, Fu Tianchou nodded in agreement and said, "Yes! It's so pitiful! This little monk looks like he is only a teenager. Such a young child is not only homeless, but also crazy! It's so pitiful!"

"Money! Money! Money! Where is there money?" The little monk sat on the ground, constantly searching for the package. But there was nothing in the package except the Golden Buddha and two magical instruments.

The little monk hugged the golden Buddha in his arms and shook his head and sighed, "How heavy is this! Not enough!"

Looking at the little monk's appearance, a smile appeared on the corner of Qin Hui's mouth and said temptingly, "Little monk, do you really want money so much? Uncle is rich!" Qin Hui said, taking out a gold brick from the space, looking like a strange millet.
Chapter completed!