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The address I gave to Zhuge Zheng is indeed here, and it has not been mentioned before that the other party is a Taoist priest who is beginning to grow old.

After standing at the door for a while, Zhang Yang decided to go in and visit. Although he thought it was unlikely, maybe the Taoist priest in front of him would be the awesome figure like the sweeping monk in the Tianlong Ba Division?

"master……"

But just as he was about to speak, Zhang Yang glanced at a few middle-aged people who were in a state of turbulence on the street. He looked like some idle and idle people. This can be inferred from the other party's outfit and walking look. Especially the guy with an inverted triangle eye in the lead, he was smiling and bragging about something with the people behind him.

"Hey, brother, it seems that something is going to happen. Let's see what's going on first."

Zhui Ming patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder and pulled Zhang Yang aside. Seeing that these idle men came by coincidence, Zhang Yang also had the intention of letting the other party test the old Taoist priests in order to retreat aside.

The reason why I guessed that these people were targeting old Taoists was very simple. In this corner, there were no other buildings except this dilapidated temple, and most of the nearby houses were old courtyards that were already uninhabited, so it was very secluded and few people.

As expected, the group of idle men walked straight to the gate of the ruined temple and immediately found two uninvited guests, Zhang Yang and Zhui Zhen. The inverted triangle led by the leader had sharp eyes. He saw the big sword wrapped in cloth strips on Zhang Yang's back. He knew that Zhang Yang was probably a martial artist, so he did not look for trouble. Instead, he took a few more glances and walked into the ruined temple randomly.

There were five idle men following him. Two of them were big and round waists, looking like thugs. After entering the ruined temple, Zhui Ming whispered beside Zhang Yang: "These guys don't feel internal strength, they should be just ordinary third-rate guys."

As a master, although he does not have the ability to chase life without the convenience of Wurong, it does not prevent him from guessing the strength of these people. After seeing it for too much, his vision will naturally become extremely poisonous. Therefore, Zhang Yang did not doubt it.

"It's just a dilapidated temple here. Is there anyone around? What are these idle men doing here? Could it be that they even plan to sell Laojun's mud statue for money?"

Zhang Yang was surprised. No one could tell that this small dilapidated temple, which was only about sixty or seventy square meters in radius, did not look like there was a treasure hiding. The size of a palm could not hide anything. The exterior wall of the dilapidated temple was directly exposed, with blue bricks that turned into gray. Two wooden doors that had been swaying in the wind and rain for many years were creaking and making old moans.

A room offering Taoist Sanqing clay sculptures is next to two small side rooms, which are obviously used for bedrooms and guests. At the back of the house, there is also a small patio. From the back door, there is a neatly surrounded bamboo fence with a lot of green vegetables planted inside.

If there is anything valuable in this dilapidated temple, I'm afraid there are only those three clay sculptures. Of course, this so-called valuable is probably no more than twenty cents. The reason is very simple. No one has any trouble and asks Sanqing to come home to offer it. Besides, it is just ordinary clay sculptures, which are far from comparable to those exquisite statues painted with gold powder. Zhang Yang didn't understand what attracts those idle people here.

After entering the yard, I saw the old Taoist priest who was sweeping the floor, Triangle Eye said directly: "Hey, Bull Nose, have you prepared enough money last time?"

The truth is revealed. The purpose of this group of idle men here is to collect protection fees!

It can be seen that the work of collecting protection fees, such as the unlimited future, has been since the Song Dynasty thousands of years ago, and it is also righteous and righteous. The old Taoist priest who swept the floor raised his head and could see many patches on his faded blue Taoist robe. His eyes were looking at the inverted triangle eyes and flinched.

"A few heroes, I am a monk. Not to mention money, even the money for buying rice was given by several other good people. I have saved it for a long time, and there is only this. Please bear it."

The old Taoist priest took out his pocket for a long time, and finally took out a blue cloth bag. He could vaguely identify it as a piece of cloth strip on the Taoist robe. The inverted triangle eyes took it impatiently, opened it, and shouted randomly with dissatisfaction:

"Old guy, are you playing tricks on us? There is only three cents of silver in more than a month? We brothers, but we know that the eldest daughter-in-law of the He family came here a few days ago and had a wish. With the He family's financial resources, how could she take out the three cents of silver?"

As soon as these words were said, the old Taoist priest changed his face, and it was obviously pointed out by the inverted Triangle Eye. Zhang Yang did not expect that this guy who collected protection fees was so meticulous that he knew that he was secretly staring at the person who came to the temple to fulfill his wish. He felt a little sympathetic in his heart, and knew that the money the old Taoist priest had saved secretly could not be saved.

Since ancient times, the Buddhist and Taoist sects have the most popular incense. Whether it is Taoist temples or temples, large or small, they have always had believers. Among these believers, old girls, big and small daughters-in-laws, old men and women account for the majority. These people are often reluctant to spend three cents to buy a candy man, but they are willing to donate one tael of silver to the temples and Taoist temples. This strange phenomenon has been going on for thousands of years and is still unaware of it.

(These are all real things. In my hometown, there are many superstitious old men and women who are all in this style. The decades of old ideas are useless. Although I don’t believe in these things, it is impossible to talk about Marxism-Leninism and scientific concept of sustainable development to these old men and women. Even the village party secretary can’t do anything to them. If others go there, they may be poked and bombarded with their backbone...)

This dilapidated temple, or a simple Taoist temple that cannot be more simple, also has a small plaque with the words "Lingweiguan". However, Zhang Yang and others realized it now because the plaque has been disrepaired and covered with bird shit, it took a long time to recognize these three words.

"Why did the donor say this? Although Mrs. He is a believer in my Taoist temple, she did not give away gold and silver. I must prepare some money to reshape the golden body for the ancestor."

Seeing that the old Taoist could not hide it, he could only start playing the emotional card, hoping to leave some. However, he was soon disappointed, because the inverted Triangle Eye glared at him impolitely, snatched the broom that was about to fall, and folded it into two halves with a snap!

After breaking the broom, the Inverted Triangle Eye took it as a hidden weapon without hesitation and smashed it directly towards the Sanqing statue in the lobby. The colorful pigment on the surface of the statue had already begun to peel off, and at this moment it was even more like raining, falling directly all over the ground, leaving only the bare statue sitting upright on it, which made it feel a little embarrassing and funny.

"Master! You, you..." The old Taoist priest opened his eyes and shouted angrily, and was about to rush into the lobby, but he was soon dragged by two idle men. The triangular eyes glanced around leisurely, and finally turned his eyes to the altar.

Because the temple is small, the incense is very small. There is an incense burner on the altar in front of the clay sculpture, with a few fine fragrances inserted on it. As for tributes such as fruits and pastries, I can't expect to have them. The tablecloth on the table is probably the only new thing.

The inverted Triangle Eye seemed to be familiar with this place. She dug the left and touched the right, and soon she walked around the back of the clay sculpture. At the left back of the Daode Tianzun, that is, Taishang Laojun, she touched a small secret door. It turned out that she knocked down a small piece of clay sculpture and hollowed it into a secret box, which was specially used to store items.

"That thing, you can't touch that thing!" Seeing that the inverted Triangle Eye found the secret box, the old Taoist priest had no idea where he got his strength and directly broke free from the control of the two of them, roared and turned the inverted Triangle Eye and pounced over.

The inverted Triangle Eye didn't care about this. She took out the thing directly, but it was a small black wooden box that was not locked on it, so it opened directly. As a result, the thing that caught my eye made the pupils of the inverted Triangle Eye shrink!

"It's actually..... Fucking empty?"

Looking at the wooden box in his hand, he could be sure that there was nothing inside, and the thin wooden board was even more impossible to have any interlayers or the like, so he was shocked at the moment.

"Damn it, old guy, said, where did you hide the money?"

The inverted Triangle Eye seemed a little angry, and directly grabbed the old Taoist priest who was rushing towards him, and asked fiercely at the other party's collar, obviously thinking that the old Taoist priest had transferred the things to another place.

Zhang Yang and Zhui Ming also frowned when they looked at this scene. Judging from the series of situations, this old Taoist priest did not seem to know Kung Fu at all. You should know that in Zhuge Zheng's advice, although the other party was not a first-class expert, he was much stronger than an ordinary third-rate expert. It was no problem to deal with a few little bastards, so why was he still so embarrassed?

"Since that's the case, there's only one answer."

Zhang Yang and Zhuiming looked at each other: "That's the old Taoist priest who swept the floor. I'm afraid he doesn't know martial arts at all! The mysterious person I mentioned by Zhuge Zheng was either another person or the old Taoist priest's martial arts had been destroyed!"

These two possibilities made Zhang Yang and Zhui Sheng's face change at the same time. It would be fine if it was the former, but if it was the latter, you can think that the old Taoist priest must have offended some enemy and was forced to destroy his entire kung fu. And the fact that scattering martial arts is the least unwilling thing for a martial arts practitioner.

This is like letting a young man cut off a man's words, or letting a young girl cut off the two pieces of fat on her chest, cut off the most unacceptable pain in this world... (To be continued)
Chapter completed!