I’m a Big Boss In Uncle Jiu’s World

Chapter 711 The evil atmosphere in Chehe Town

"Of course." Qin Yao put down his arms and silently put away the golden body of the Dharma: "He is a fake Taoist priest."

The old abbot's cheek twitched slightly and said: "How can you, a Taoist priest, know the Buddhist magical powers and even cultivate them to such a profound level?"

Qin Yao said calmly: "Buddha is Tao. In essence, Buddhist magical powers are no different from Taoist magical powers. They are just skills."

 Old abbot: “…”

 If you say that, it would be pure arrogance for me to refute you.

But the problem is that Buddhist magical powers need to be supported by profound Buddhist teachings. How can a Taoist priest not study Taoism well and study Buddhism all day long?

“May I ask the abbot, is the young monk named Fa Hai in the temple?” In order to avoid an awkward moment between the two parties, Uncle Jiu said at the right time.

The old abbot shook his head slowly and said: "He went out to travel around the mountains. He sent a letter a few days ago, saying that he was temporarily stopped in a town called Chehe. If you are determined to find him, go and inquire about Chehe. Where is the town?"

 “Thank you, Abbot.” Uncle Jiu saluted.

 “Thank you, abbot.” Qin Yao followed and saluted.

The old abbot waved his hand and said: "Go as soon as possible. If you go late, you won't see anyone. Fahai rarely stays in the same place for too long."

They thanked each other again, then turned and walked toward the sea, stepping on the waves, and quickly disappeared from the eyes of the monks.

“Master, you told them Fahai’s whereabouts so easily, isn’t it a bit...” A great monk came to the old abbot and spoke softly.

 “A bit hasty?” the old abbot answered.

The great monk was silent for a moment, and then said: "What I want to say is, if they are Fahai's enemies..."

The old abbot interrupted: "If that's the case, wouldn't it be better to let them find Fahai? The trouble Fahai caused will naturally be dealt with by himself. Looking at the entire Jinshan Temple, who has the strength to take care of him?"

 The great monk was speechless.

 A few days later.

The sky is overcast and windy, but the long street of Chehe Town is full of bonfires and bustling with people, as if a grand celebratory temple fair has begun.

 At the intersection of Long Street, there is a wide open space.

 Many people with hideous and ugly faces were fighting together. More onlookers were smiling excitedly, clapping their hands and applauding. Their expressions were no less crazy than those of the attackers.

Not long after, when many onlookers could no longer suppress their restlessness and rolled up their sleeves to join in the fight, two Taoist priests, one strong and one thin, walked into the town along the intersection and witnessed the increasingly chaotic fight.

“Hello, brother, please ask, why are they fighting? Are they fighting over something?” Uncle Jiu tugged on the old man’s sleeve and asked politely.

 “Do you need a reason to fight?” The wrinkled old man asked in surprise.

Uncle Jiu: “???”

 Don’t you need a reason to fight?

 What to fight if there is no reason?

While he was stunned and dazed, a thin man suddenly came close to him. It looked like he was about to hit him, but Qin Yao, who was guarding Uncle Jiu, kicked him in the arm. He fell to the ground in a controlled manner.

"What do you want to do?"

Uncle Jiu quickly came to his senses and looked down at the man with sinister eyebrows on the ground.

 “I want to steal something from you.” The man said calmly.

Uncle Jiu was puzzled: "Can't you see that I am a Taoist priest?"

"You see, so what?" the man said, "Whether I steal from you or not depends only on whether I want to steal from you, not on your identity."

Uncle Jiu: "So justified...Aren't you ashamed of your behavior?"

"Theft is my profession, just like a Taoist priest is your profession." The man said confidently: "Are you ashamed of being a Taoist priest?" Uncle Jiu: "???"

At this time, Qin Yao saw that the people living in this town did not understand etiquette, justice, and integrity. In other words, etiquette, justice, integrity, and shame had no place to survive here at all.

 Here, if there is no good, there will naturally be no corresponding evil.

"Are you still okay? If not, I'll leave first and prepare to steal the next target." The man asked.

"Snapped."

 Qin Yao slapped the guy who looked very weak to the ground and knocked him to the ground. He raised his leg and kicked him again. He kicked the opponent in the chest, kicked him up, and smashed him into the crowd of people fighting each other.

The villains who were hit by him punched and kicked him one after another. After a while, his face was covered with blood, and he lay limp and limp in a pool of blood.

Uncle Jiu opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Even though he had traveled all over the country in the past half of his life, he had never seen such a ridiculous town!

“Bad dog, there’s new people in town, let’s go try them out.”

Outside the battlefield, in front of the meat stall, a middle-aged man dressed as a divination master and holding a long gray flag in his right hand said calmly.

In the meat stall, a strong man with big arms and round waist grabbed the greasy butcher knife on the table and walked straight towards Master Qin Yao and his disciples with a fierce aura.

Along the way, the guys who were fighting all made way for him, and many of them even followed him with fierce looks on their faces, like a fox pretending to be a tiger, or like a retinue of an accomplice.

"Is something wrong?" Uncle Jiu asked calmly when he saw him walking through the crowd and stopping in front of him with more than a dozen villains.

“Outlander?” the strong man asked expressionlessly, as if he was interrogating a prisoner.

Uncle Jiu frowned: "That's right."

"Chehe Town is very dangerous." The strong man pointed back at the people fighting and said with eyes wide open: "You foreigners coming to Chehe Town are even more dangerous. If there is no one to protect you, it will be difficult for you to survive tonight. ”

Uncle Jiu: “So?”

"So!" The strong man patted his chest and said, "Hand over your belongings, and my vicious dog can keep you safe."

 After this period of buffering, Uncle Jiu was no longer surprised by this situation. He turned to Qin Yao and said, "You can handle it."

Qin Yao chuckled and came to the vicious dog from behind Uncle Jiu. He looked down at the opponent's ugly face and said, "I'm going to hit you on the left cheek."

With a fierce look in the eyes of the evil dog, he suddenly took out a sharp butcher knife from his arms and stabbed Qin Yao directly in the chest.

"Snapped."

Qin Yao slapped him on the left side of his face. The powerful force instantly knocked him to the ground, and the butcher knife fell to the ground with a clang.

The fighters who saw this scene seemed to have pressed the pause button, and they all looked at them blankly, and the originally noisy environment actually became quiet.

Qin Yao leaned over and grabbed the vicious dog's collar, lifted it up from the ground, and said indifferently: "This time, I'll hit you on the right cheek."

The evil dog bared its teeth, endured the pain on its face, cursed and rushed towards Qin Yao.

"Snapped."

Qin Yao slapped the opponent's right face with his backhand. This time he struck harder. Several **** teeth were forcefully pulled out and thrown into the air.

 Then, the vicious dog fell to the ground with a thud and could not get up for a long time.

　The whole place was silent.

 (End of this chapter)