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Chapter 223 This disgusting guy is actually Master A
Half an hour after Kong Qing left with A Tushi, the belated monk Ji Zang appeared in the smashed-up Ganquan Temple. He looked at the dilapidated surroundings with a serious expression.

"master……"

Monk Zhishi knelt down on the ground, his heart ashen ashes on his face.

"It's all because of the incompetence of the disciples that caused Ganquan Temple to suffer this catastrophe."

"Get up,"

Monk Ji Zang looked down at his disciple, and comforted him with gentle words.

"You dare to face those Taoist priests from the Taishi Bureau and bravely stand up to protect my Samana. It is already commendable. How can I blame you as a teacher. Stop kneeling, get up quickly!"

"But,"

Monk Zhishi still prostrated himself on the ground, and said guiltily.

"If it wasn't for my disciples, my Ganquan Temple wouldn't..."

"All appearances are false."

Monk Ji Zang reached down calmly, and rubbed his hand on Monk Zhishi's bald head twice.

"Temples, Buddha statues, scriptures, murals and other things are nothing but illusions. You must keep your Zen mind and don't be shaken by these insignificant foreign things."

"Yes!"

After hearing what Monk Ji Zang said, Monk Zhishi bowed down excitedly.

"Master, you are so wise..."

Before Monk Zhishi could finish speaking, he saw a monk in cassock hastily running from the direction of the main hall, holding a string of tattered rosary beads in his hand, one of which could not be discerned. Material wooden stick.

"Great Monk Jizang, there is something wrong with the magical artifacts that are being warmed..."

"Ok?"

After hearing the monk's words, Ji Zang immediately didn't care about comforting the monk Zhishi, and went up to him in three steps at a time.

"What's wrong with Wen Yang's magic weapon?"

"like……"

With a sad face, the monk handed out the rosary and wooden stick in his hand.

"The magic weapon has now transformed into a mortal thing."

Ji Zang reached out to take the rosary beads and wooden staff, glanced at them, and immediately his face became gloomy.

Snapped!
The wooden stick was thrown to the ground hard, and with a click, it broke into three pieces.

"This is not our magic weapon at all, these bastards from the Taishi Bureau!"

"..."

The monk Zhishi who was kneeling on the ground looked at the gloomy monk Ji Zang with a dazed expression.

Isn't it said that the Zen mind cannot be moved by external objects?
Swish!
With a soft sound, a woman in white clothes and a veiled hat descended from the sky, bowing her hands to Monk Jizang.

"Reporting to Master, that little Taoist priest Qingwei sent someone to send Master Ah Tu to the county government in Wannian County. Half an hour ago, the county government asked people to put Master Ah Tu in the gate of the Yamen, saying that he was the one who made it. Rape offenders, public display for three days, expelled from Chang'an."

"The old monk knew that the purpose of these Taoist priests in the Taishi Bureau is not a bald master at all, but the magical artifacts we have in the statues in the temple that are warmed by the power of incense."

Snapped!
Monk Ji Zang shook his hand, and he crushed a rosary bead that was still covered with loess.

"These damn Taishi Bureau thieves!"

"Um……"

Kong Qing, dressed in white, was sitting in front of Huichang Temple, southwest of Jinchengfang, with a kitten on his shoulders, holding a towel in his hand, carefully wiping a string of ebony beads in his hand.

As the dirt was wiped away bit by bit, the string of rosary beads engraved with some complicated patterns and decorations gradually revealed a deep black background. Although buried in the loess for a long time, the beads were still oily and shiny, as if they had been buried for a long time. It's the same as playing with people.

"call……"

Kong Qing gently blew off the dust on the ebony rosary, then nodded in satisfaction, and twirled the rosary in his hand.

"Are you sure that Master Ah is placing orders at this Huichang Temple?"

"That's right!"

Search Fox 24 Niang obediently stood beside Kong Qing, and nodded vigorously.

"My family has been watching him for several days. As long as he doesn't eat and drink outside, he should be back soon."

"Eat and drink?"

Kong Qing raised his head curiously.

"How do you eat and drink?"

"Ok!"

24 Niang showed disgust on her face.

"Basically, when this guy hears that there are gatherings and festivals, or weddings and funerals, and when the rangers gather to eat and drink, he will come uninvited, and go in with a shy face to eat and drink..."

"This one……"

Kong Qing touched his chin with his hand.

Why does this Master Ah's actions sound so familiar?

"Not only that..."

24 Niang wrinkled her nose and said with disgust.

"Where else there will be group fights and fights, he must be there, and he will help fuel the flames, instigate the fights on both sides, and then clap his hands and shout there. When those rangers are racing horses, he will bet along with them. , if you win, insist on... Your lord!"

When she said this, 24 Niang suddenly pointed to the side with her hand.

"He's back, that person is Master Ah!"

Kong Qing looked up, and a slightly familiar monk Hu appeared in his eyes.

I saw him wearing a tattered monk's robe, probably because it hadn't been washed for a long time, and the original color could no longer be seen. His short curly hair was piled up on his head one by one. , From a distance, it really looks a bit like Buddha's hairstyle.

He was holding a Zen stick in his hand, but the decoration on it seemed to have been damaged, just like a black lacquered dog-beating stick. If he had another alms bowl in his hand, he could directly join the beggar gang and become an elder.

Monk Hu grinned and walked over laughingly, and the crowds evaded wherever he passed.

But he deliberately twisted in the middle of the crowd, turned west, and rubbed against many people who had no time to avoid it, and when he saw the other party slapping his clothes with a disgusted expression, he just leaned on it. Stick laughed.

Kong Qing's mouth twitched.

Now he finally understood why he felt that Master Ah was a little familiar just now.

This guy's behavior is a bit similar to Jigong hundreds of years later, but he is just a wretched version of Jigong who has gained weight several times.

Swish!
Kong Qing flicked his sleeves, stood up, and said to 24 Niang who was standing beside her.

"Come on, we're going back!"

Search Fox 24 Niang looked at Kong Qing and said in surprise.

"My lord, didn't you come here specifically to catch that disgusting guy, Master Ah?"

"Pindao is indeed here to arrest Hu Seng,"

Kong Qingxin twirled the rosary in his hand and walked towards the street next to him.

"But instead of catching this disgusting guy, it's a monk with a gentler appearance and a cleaner appearance..."

Snapped!
Kong Qing waved his hand, and his snow-white sleeve was whipped on a black paw like a whip, causing the opponent to gasp.

"hiss……"

"Master A,"

Kong Qing raised his head and looked at a dirty monk.

"what do you want to do?"

"a ha ha ha……"

Master Hu Seng'a touched the back of his hand and let out a happy laugh.

"Monk, I just want to get close to you, the benefactor. Why do you have to reject people thousands of miles away?"

"Get close to the poor?"

Kong Qing glanced at Master A indifferently.

"Sorry, Pindao is not interested in meeting you, 24 mother, let's go!"

"Yes!"

24 Niang obediently agreed, and then followed Kong Qing to continue walking towards the gate of Jinchengfang.

"and many more……"

Azhuanshi's body turned sideways, and his two arms, which had not been washed for an unknown period of time, stretched out and blocked Kong Qing.

"Hold on, benefactor, monk, I have something to say."

As the opponent's outstretched arm reached under Kong Qing's nose, a smell of sweat mixed with a sour smell also rushed into his nose.

Kong Qing frowned and took a step back.

"a ha ha ha……"

After seeing that Kong Qing was stopped by him, Master Azhuan laughed again, and a pair of greedy eyes circled around the sandalwood rosary in Kong Qing's hand several times.

"Benefactor, the monk made a calculation, and there is something on you that seems to belong to my monk..."

"Things of Samana?"

Kong Qing sneered and raised the rosary in his hand.

"Is that what you're talking about?"

"Not bad!"

Master Ah looked at the rosary in Kong Qing's hand, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

"This string of rosary beads has profound Buddha-nature, and should be offered in front of the Buddha, but holding them in your hand, the benefactor, is really wasteful."

"is it?"

Kong Qing nonchalantly shook the rosary toward Master A, and the Guchen sword behind his back also trembled slightly.

"Pindao doesn't intend to do this, what do you want?"

"how?"

With a bang, Master Ah knocked the black lacquered Zen stick in his hand on the ground, and the zen stick was directly inserted into the ground of the street, and then he wiped his black lacquered sleeves with both hands.

"Hey hey, don't blame the monk on me..."

The next moment, Master Ah split his hands, and a sliding shovel pounced on Kong Qing's thigh, with a begging look on his face.

"Benefactor, please do me a favor and give that thing to the monk!"

boom!
The corner of Kong Qing's mouth twitched, and he kicked Azhuanshi's face expressionlessly, kicking out the guy who was going to rush up to hug his thigh, and Gu Chenjian behind him fell silent again.

"Pindao thought you were planning to rob, what a waste of emotion."

"Robbery... what are you talking about, benefactor?!"

Master Ah rushed over from the ground rolling and crawling with extremely agility, and hugged Kong Qing's thigh again.

"I am a monk, I am always a beggar, I never rob..."

"roll!"

Kong Qing kicked Master Ah away again, but Master Ah who was kicked away still rushed back indomitably.

"Benefactor, please do me a favor..."

boom!
Kong Qing pulled out a wooden whip, and lashed at the back of Master A's head, his eyes rolled and he fell to the ground like a dog eating shit.

"What an annoying guy..."

Before Kong Qing finished speaking, there was a crisp clang, and a metal sign fell out from Azhuanshi's tattered clothes.

Kong Qing put away the wooden whip and glanced at the sign.

"Huh? What is this?"

(End of this chapter)