With the help of his wife, Wang Gencai stumbled back home, and Zhao Qingshan's actions at the door also established a good image in front of everyone for the first time.

Taking the 15,000 yuan that Wang Gencai asked his wife to send back, Zhao Qingshan directly handed it to Jingxin, who looked full of admiration and said, "This 5,000 yuan is regarded as the cost of food and drink in the Jinsha Temple. Don't refuse, Jinsha Temple needs this money."

Jingxin, who wanted to refuse, he hesitated for a moment when he heard what Zhao Qingshan said, then took the 5,000 yuan very simply and said gratefully: "Thank you, real person..."

"No need to thank you." Zhao Qingshan smiled and shook his head, glanced at the Golden Sands View, and said, "Although the Golden Sands View was destroyed by criminals, it may not be a bad thing."

"Uh." Jingxin was stunned for a moment and asked carefully: "Real person, what do you mean?"

"Although the Golden Sands Temple has been destroyed, the Golden Sands Temple has been in disrepair after all. If there were no such disaster, where would the money be paid for the renovation of the Golden Sands Temple?" Zhao Qingshan raised his lips slightly and said, "Whoever destroys it will be asked to repair it. The Golden Sands Temple will have to be renovated from the inside out!"

Jingxin is not a fool. When she heard Zhao Qingshan’s words, she understood what Zhao Qingshan meant, and immediately widened her eyes and said, “Is the real person trying to find those people to pay for money?”

"Murder people to pay their lives, pay their debts, break the statue of gods, kick the door, and trampled the vegetable garden. Shouldn't they repay these accounts?" Zhao Qingshan smiled mysteriously and said, "Anyway, you stay here to clean it first. In the afternoon, it's time to find workers to come and confirm the repair."

"Then you..." Jingxin was frightened when she heard it, and said, "I want to say something that real people don't like to hear. The West District is in a mess, and those who can gain a foothold there are not ordinary good people. What is the difference between asking these people for money and robbing food from tigers? Real people, think twice!!"

"Tiger's mouth rob food?" Zhao Qingshan was amused and said leisurely: "Don't say that these people are not even considered a wild dog. Even if they are really tigers, I will have to break his teeth and let him spit out the flesh that has reached his mouth again!!"

After saying this, Zhao Qingshan no longer gave Jingxin the opportunity to obstruct him. After a look of his eyes, he left Jinsha Temple and walked towards the village of the West District that Wang Gencai said.

Looking at Zhao Qingshan's departure back, Jingxin said with a worried look: "The real person is too scoundrel... Those people are not rogues like Wang Gencai. They need a knife and a gun in their hands. No matter how powerful the real person is, they are just flesh and blood. How many people can they beat?!"

"Fellow Taoist Jingxin, please be relieved." Yu Jiang chuckled slightly when she heard Jingxin talking worriedly on the side. She said, "I followed Master to travel around the world and never saw something that Master could not handle... Since Master said that he could break the tiger teeth, even the dragon teeth could not withstand Master's knock!"

Yu Jiang is Zhao Qingshan's disciple, and he should be the one who knows Zhao Qingshan the best among the few people... After hearing her words, Jingxin relaxed a little bit of worries and sighed lightly, "I hope the real person won't have any trouble."

At this time, Zi Hui suddenly walked to Yu Jiang in a slight manner. She looked six or seven years older than Yu Jiang, but she blushed slightly and said, "Sister Yu Jiang... When I saw you hit that Wang Gencai, she was so powerful... Is these all Zhao...Zhao Zhenren taught you?"

"Yeah." Yu Jiang turned around and looked at Zihui, nodded seriously and said, "Master's ability is unfathomable. I have only learned some superficial skills."

At this moment, Yu Jiang clearly saw Zi Hui's eyes and lit up suddenly. A look of desire appeared between her eyebrows. She asked hesitantly: "Then... Sister Yu Jiang...you...can you teach me?"

"This... probably can't." Yu Jiang looked at Luo Xian'er on the side, shook his head gently, and said, "Although Qingyun Temple takes it as its mission to revitalize Taoism in the world, in Qingyun Temple, Master never teaches any disciples. Master's wonderful methods can only be learned by his master's introductory disciples."

"I want to worship Zhenren Zhao as my teacher..." Zi Hui's eyes were obviously dark and she sighed softly, "It seems that I am destined to be out of reach for these magical abilities..."

"Of course, this is not certain." Yu Jiang smiled and said, "Sometimes, when Master is interested, he will summon all Taoist true practices on Longsu Mountain to explain Taoism to them and teach them wonderful methods... From a certain perspective, all the true practices in Longsu Mountain are Master's registered disciples."

"Is Zhenren Zhao very powerful?" After the morning incident, Zihui's resistance to Zhao Qingshan seemed to have been reduced a lot. A curious divine light flashed in her eyes and she asked.

But Yu Jiang did not answer this question positively, but said: "Many people will never be able to get in touch with what Master knows for their entire lives... Forget it, let's not talk about these things anymore. Before leaving, Master told us to clean the palace. I think we should start construction as soon as possible."

Zihui was in the itchy stage, but Yujiang interrupted the original Q&A atmosphere at this time, making Zihui feel so uncomfortable that she almost felt like a cat scratching her stomach.

Yu Jiang walked away, Zi Hui was full of wonder, but at this time Luo Xian'er caught up with Yu Jiang, walked side by side with her, and asked in a low voice: "Yu Jiang, can I ask you a question?"

"What's the problem?" Looking at her cousin in the living before becoming an immortal, looking at her face as if she wanted to speak but stopped, Yu Jiang felt funny, but on the surface she looked confused.

A blush appeared on Luo Xian'er's cheeks. She lowered her head slightly, and asked Yu Jiang in a very low voice: "You... can you tell me... do you have a partner in your master?"

"This question..." Yu Jiang's eyes flashed with a hint of teasing, and she said playfully: "Why don't you go and ask Master himself? When he wants to tell you, he will naturally say it."

Luo Xian'er was upset and hurriedly grabbed Yu Jiang who was about to leave, with a flattering smile on her face, and said shyly: "I asked him before, but he refused to tell me... Yu Jiang, you can do it, just tell me... I promise I won't say it out!"

"That's it." Yu Jiang didn't know what she was thinking, and squinted her eyes and smiled, saying, "Then I can only tell you that there is never a shortage of women around Master!"

"Never lacks... women?" Luo Xian'er was stunned by lightning.

At the same time, Zhao Qingshan, who left Jinsha Temple and rushed to Xique Village, had already arrived at the outskirts of Xique Village, and saw a road that could accommodate six cars in a row.

Since it was still past ten o'clock in the morning, the village of Xique, which had just ended the night of noisy, was still very quiet. Only a few sanitation workers were seen dragging sanitation vehicles on the street to clean up the garbage left last night.

Zhao Qingshan stood on the streets of Xique Village for a while, but not many people walked around here. Finally, he saw a tricycle driver riding a tricycle. He stepped forward a few steps and politely stopped the person, "This donor, I'm asking for someone..."

"Oh? Who?" The coachman riding a tricycle carries passengers is a man in his fifties. He looks very honest and honest, but his small eyes reveal a shrewd divine light.

He didn't look like a local from Hefang City when he heard his accent. Zhao Qingshan smiled and said, "I want to find someone named Zhao Wende. I don't know if you have heard of this person."

"Oh... Master, you asked the wrong person." The tricycle driver shook his head and said, "If you want to ask me which KTV and which hotel you are from, I will just pull you over, but if you ask me, it will be useless, and I will not recognize anyone."

"Uh..." Zhao Qingshan, who was not good at getting off the army, was stunned for a moment, then he had an idea and grabbed the tricycle driver who was about to leave after pedaling, and asked, "Then, you don't know Zhao Wende, but you know that a man named Sun Zhibiao should be quite famous in this area."

"Sun Zhibiao?" The tricycle driver frowned and thought for a while. Suddenly, his body shook and he suddenly looked up and asked Zhao Qingshan, "What are you looking for him?"

Do you know indeed...

Zhao Qingshan smiled quietly and bowed, "Wuliang Tianzun~! I will naturally have something to do with him."

"Okay, come up." The tricycle driver looked at Zhao Qingshan with some surprise, nodded and said, "I'll pull you over. Five dollars is not a second price, so you can save yourself leaving."

Zhao Qingshan could only smile and took out five dollars to ride on the tricycle, "Donor knows Sun Zhibiao?"

"How could I know such a big man?" The tricycle driver said without looking back, "Sun Zhibiao is the village chief of Xique Village. I saw that there were no rows of houses there? They were all built by him, and there were several hotels, ktv, bars, and saunas on the street, all opened by him... They were very rich."

Zhao Qingshan finally heard the news that satisfies him... Are you very rich? Wuliang Tianzun~! Then I will probably not feel too bad when I kill you, right?

The tricycle driver took Zhao Qingshan to the innermost row of small western-style buildings in Xique Village, pointed to a small building diagonally opposite, and said to Zhao Qingshan: "Did you see the small building over there? The one living there is Sun Zhibiao's favorite mistress. If the time is not bad, he should be inside."

Zhao Qingshan took a strange look at the tricycle driver. This guy is so good, he even knows such things...

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