"If we just clean it up, wouldn't it be boring?" Fakong said with a smile: "Let's just wait and see what happens."

"..." Monk Rushan was very dissatisfied.

This is tantamount to asking for trouble.

Fakong smiled and said: "If our two families don't fall for the trick, they won't stop and will continue to attack."

"That's right." Monk Rushan said solemnly, "They wish we could beat you to death."

"In the opinion of the master, what other poisonous moves can there be?"

"Poison move..." Monk Rushan stroked his beard.

He quickly changed himself into the incense owner and thought about how to break the situation.

When this damn incense owner decided to do that, he must have thought that Monk Fakong was young and energetic, so he would be fooled by the slightest provocation.

But after two times, the incense owner should have realized that he had misjudged the person.

Monk Fakong is extremely calm, but he doesn't get fooled, like a tortoise with nowhere to start.

The most labor-saving way is to replace others and aim at yourself!

Everyone knows that he has a bad temper.

It's just that because they live in seclusion, they are not easy to encounter, and it is not so easy to calculate.

Now this fragrance mainly targets oneself and uses indirect methods.

It was probably to stimulate the people of Feitian Temple and let the people of Feitian Temple hear that the outer courtyard of Kongang Temple was spreading rumors to slander Feitian Temple. Then when the people of Feitian Temple went back to tell him, he became furious and ordered a counterattack.

This led to further conflicts until finally war broke out.

In fact, there is an extremely long distance between them, and outsiders are deceived by the appearance, thinking that there is really no sworn relationship between the temples.

I don’t know that since they are all members of the Snow Mountain Sect, conflicts will be suppressed to a limited extent. Once the limit is exceeded, someone will come forward to resolve and cool down the situation.

But these outsiders didn't know that, and thought that the two temples would take action at any time.

Monk Rushan said slowly: "This guy will probably irritate me. Since you are not fooled, it can only be me."

Please give me some advice on the combination of Dharma and Kong.

Monk Rushan explained his speculation.

Fakong smiled and said: "Master, I also have some speculations."

"All ears."

"I think he will go one step further and may kill people." Fakong said: "Imitate our disciples of Vajra Temple and kill one of your Feitian Temple disciples. Master, if you didn't know about their plot in advance, would you be fooled?"

"Kill?!" Monk Rushan's face changed slightly.

Fakong smiled and said: "Of course, this is not necessarily the case. Maybe he has scruples and dare not do this. He is just letting it go and scolding others to sow discord between our two temples and add fuel to the fire."

"...We have to be on guard." Monk Rushan said slowly.

Fakong said: "He may also have other strange tricks, let's wait and see!"

"Master Fakong, I admire you for your determination..." Monk Rushan looked at him and shook his head with a mixture of ridicule and praise.

Fakong Quan pretended not to hear the sarcasm and took it as a compliment: "Master, that's a great compliment. I often warn myself not to act rashly just because I'm young."

Monk Rushan sighed with emotion: "Master Fakong is really stable!"

It’s so stable!

He has come to this point and still doesn't take action, but still just watching the show. I really don't know how he has grown up!

"Master, let's go. Why don't we go back and continue having breakfast?" Fakong said with a smile.

"Let's say goodbye." Monk Rushan flicked his sleeves and turned around.

Fa Kong smiled and titheed at his back.

When we returned to the restaurant, the food had not yet been removed.

Fakong sat down and continued to eat. Lin Feiyang quickly appeared, sat opposite, and asked the waiter to change to a pair of chopsticks.

"Monk, which song are you singing?" Lin Feiyang put a piece of crab meat into his mouth and looked at Fakong in confusion.

He felt more and more that Fa Kong's behavior was strange and he couldn't see through it.

We are obviously enemies with the Feitian Temple Outer Courtyard, so how could we suddenly invite him over to have dinner together and track down the guy who slandered the Vajra Temple Outer Courtyard?

Fakong said: "This way we can avoid being succeeded by their conspiracy and avoid conflicts between the two temples."

"What's the point? Do it with your hands, fearing that they won't succeed in Feitian Temple?" Lin Feiyang said disdainfully: "Thinking about women all the time, what's the point of being vulnerable?"

Fa Kong glanced at him sideways.

Lin Feiyang was unconvinced: "Am I wrong?"

"Who told you that they are vulnerable?" Fakong shook his head: "Feitian Temple is really so weak, how can it fight with our Vajra Temple for so long without losing?"

"If you want to practice Buddhism, just practice Buddhism. If you still miss women, it's not a good idea anyway."

"The Demon Sect is not a good one, why can't it still dominate the world?"

"...Anyway, when I enter their Feitian Temple, it's like entering a deserted place!"

"You dare to go again next time," Fakong laughed: "Let's see if you suffer."

This time, Feitian Temple's first rank may have been negligent.

The one who defends against the first rank is the first rank, and the first rank is extremely sensitive to the first rank. Lin Feiyang took advantage of this loophole.

The first rank might not be able to see him clearly, so it's okay if he doesn't take action. Once he makes any move, he will be incited to be attacked by a violent storm from the first rank.

One move was enough for him.

Lin Feiyang smiled proudly: "It was the old monk who helped."

Fakong was stunned.

He has always been surprised that the abbot was kidnapped and the first rank of Feitian Temple did not take action. It turned out that he was entangled by the old monk Huiling.

"Uncle-Master will also accompany you to do some mischief."

"Monk Rushan is so ignorant that it's useless to say nice things to him. I can only use this trick." Lin Feiyang curled his lips.

He began to eat with his head down.

Fakong shook his head.

If Ning Zhenzhen were here, he would know why he did what he did.

After all, Lin Feiyang is still not intelligent enough, his reaction is slow, and he cannot see his own intentions.

After breakfast, Fakong and Lin Feiyang strolled back to King Kong Courtyard and saw a group of people queuing from a distance.

Lin Feiyang suddenly became happy.

"Hey, monk, there are more and more pilgrims." He said proudly: "If this continues, we will soon surpass Feitian Temple."

Fakong smiled.

The attraction of Cheng Jia and others is far beyond imagination.

They come and go in a hurry, and their faces are covered with white veils the whole time. They only take off the veils when offering incense.

But at this time, they were facing the Main Hall, and the pilgrims behind them could not see their true faces.

Just like this, and with such a fatal attraction, I really don’t know what to say.

Could it be that the less you can see their true appearance, the stronger their attractiveness becomes?

"Master Fakong!"

"Master Fa Kong."

"Master Fakong!"

…

The closer they got to the Vajra Monastery, the more people bowed together.

Fa Konghe returned the courtesy, smiled and nodded.

The pilgrims saluted one after another.

The queue of more than a hundred meters long was very far apart. He nodded with his eyes as a courtesy and took his time.

"Ha, Faning! Little Zhou Yang!"

Lin Feiyang suddenly cheered and appeared at the gate in a flash.

Standing at the gate was a tall, fat and strong young monk, holding a little boy carved in pink and jade. It was Faning and Zhou Yang.

Fan Ning was carrying a big baggage behind her and holding Zhou Yang's hand, standing at the gate a little at a loss.

It was really noticed by the beautiful eyes of Cheng Jia and the others.

Zhou Yang looked at them curiously, looking into their clear and bright eyes, trying to see through the white gauze on their faces, without any of the limitations of Master Faning.
To be continued...