When he saw that the call was actually from Master Jiting, Fang Lin couldn't help but feel a little interested.
Fang Lin was still suspicious of him because of his role in providing magic weapons to the General's Mansion.
At this time, he had just had a confrontation with the General's Mansion, but his phone call came so quickly, which made people suspicious.
"Donor Fang, are you busy?
Please forgive me for being forced to interrupt."
As soon as the call was connected, Master Jiting's extremely polite voice came immediately.
"Master, you're welcome. If you hadn't come forward, no one would have believed that the evil spirit in the shop had been eliminated.
You are kind to me. If you have any instructions, just tell me. There is no need to be so polite."
With a knowing smile on his lips, Fang Lin also answered politely in Japanese.
"It's a small effort, but it's not worth mentioning. The donor is being polite.
Today, when the temple was being renovated, I came across a strange object, which puzzled the poor monk.
The benefactor has a profound spiritual practice, can he palm the eyes of a poor monk?"
"There are also strange objects that even the master can't understand?
That's interesting.
Let’s do this! Master, send me the photos and I’ll do my best.”
"If the photos could reflect it, the poor monk would have sent it to the donor long ago.
Originally, the poor monk should have come to seek advice in person, but suddenly strange things happened frequently in the temple. Could you please trouble the donor and make a trip?
The poor monk has thanked me on behalf of all my disciples."
"Okay, then please ask Master to send me the address, and I will come over as soon as this junior has finished solving some minor matters."
After a few simple polite words, both parties hung up the phone one after another, but Fang Lin showed a meaningful smile.
To say that the call was a coincidence, Master Ji Ting's reason was even more coincidence.
If he really wanted to ask for advice, how could he really not spare any time?
After all, he is not the only monk in such a big temple.
Too many coincidences added up would no longer be coincidences, so Fang Lin immediately became cautious about this invitation.
After asking all workers to stop working temporarily, Fang Lin quickly distributed the rough stones into the huge pit that he had already planned in his drawings.
After finishing all this, Fang Lin rushed to Jinde Temple where Master Jiting was sitting.
Speaking of Jintoku Temple, Fang Lin had known about it before. After all, he was so famous in the entire Japanese country.
Even among all the Buddhist temples in the world, Kindoku Temple is definitely ranked in the top five no matter what aspect it is compared to.
Jintoku Temple is the earliest Buddhist temple in Wa National Temple and has a very long history, even far surpassing that of the Shogun Mansion.
Not only has it been listed on the World Cultural Heritage List, many places in it are national treasures of the Japanese Kingdom.
Moreover, in the history of Japan, among the famous monks, Jintoku Temple accounted for most of them.
Legend has it that seeking fortune-telling here is extremely effective and has won the trust of Japanese people.
Even the Shogunfu and Koga-Iga sects are frequent visitors here, and the monks in the temple have a very high status and are respected and admired by others.
It was hard for Fang Lin not to be surprised that such an ancient temple with many talented people suddenly asked him for something.
Following the normal rules for visiting Buddhist temples, Fang Lin walked around Jinde Temple and was really attracted by the many cultural relics inside.
It was not until after the fasting meal that I contacted Master Jiting again.
Of course, Fang Lin is not the kind of person who likes to hang out with mundane things. He is just suspicious of Master Jiting, so he deliberately gives him a chance. Moreover, it is rare to have such leisurely time, so why not do it?
"Master, you said on the phone that strange things are happening in the temple. What is going on?
Along my journey, there are countless eminent monks who have attained enlightenment in the temple, and it is an important place for Buddhism, so there shouldn’t be any supernatural events happening, right?”
Master Ji Ting was politely invited into a monk's room. After a few simple words of politeness, Fang Lin immediately got into the topic and asked in confusion.
"It makes the donor laugh, but as you said, Jinde Temple has been established for many years, and there has never been any supernatural incident.
But in the hands of a poor monk, this thousand-year reputation was shattered.
To be honest with the donor, there are countless magic weapons in Jintoku Temple, but it has been very strange recently, with magic weapons mysteriously disappearing every day.
Even if the poor monk personally guards it, there will be no exception."
"That's really strange. Could it be that someone took the initiative to send it out?"
The magic weapon of the General's Mansion was delivered to him personally by Master Jiting, so Fang Lin said with a hint of joking.
“What does the donor mean by this?
Are you saying that a poor monk is just a thief?"
His words immediately aroused great dissatisfaction from Master Ji Ting, who was somewhat displeased.
"Haha...it's just a joke, master, don't mind.
I just want to say that this may not be a supernatural event.
Guard against day and night, it is difficult to guard against house thieves.
As the host, the master is highly respected and can naturally take away the magic weapon in an honest and fair manner. There is no need for such villainous methods.
I just want to say that other people who have insufficient cultivation may not do such petty things."
The reason why he said this was because Fang Lin simply wanted to test the other party.
After all, he was not familiar with Master Jiting, and there were so many coincidences, so he had to be on guard against others.
This test really made Fang Lin try out something. As the abbot of the most powerful Buddhist temple in the Japanese country, Master Jiting's cultivation must be good, and he should not get angry easily.
Although Fang Lin's words were indeed somewhat offensive, Master Ji Ting's reaction was still too exciting in his opinion, and it was hard to escape the suspicion of a guilty conscience.
“After all, the thousand-year reputation of Jintoku Temple is at stake, and the poor monk doesn’t want to let it fall into the hands of the poor monk.
If this spreads out, the outside world will definitely spread rumors, so it is inevitable that it is a bit extreme, so please forgive me."
"Master, you are very polite. I sincerely regard you as a friend, so I will tell you everything."
"Yes, on the surface, the possibility mentioned by the donor cannot be ruled out, and the poor monk did have this suspicion before.
But in order to verify this doubt, just last night, the poor monk personally guarded it alone. He did not close his eyes the whole time, but three magic weapons mysteriously disappeared. Do you think it is strange or not?"
Although Master Jiting may have ulterior motives, Fang Lin feels that what he is saying is true. After all, mind reading cannot deceive people.
I have to say that this is indeed a very questionable thing.
Who needs so many magic weapons?
Judging from the current situation in Japan, the answer is obvious in Fang Lin's eyes, and that is the General's Mansion.
Faced with the sudden rise of the army, the General Mansion had to guard against and improve its own strength, and magic weapon was a way to quickly increase its strength.
Fang Lin had a vague feeling that the turmoil behind the Japanese country was far greater than he imagined.
"Master, does he know about Fuxi Divine Clan?"
When all the Fuxi Clan in China were wiped out, Fang Lin learned that the Fuxi Clan had already taken precautions and placed their last hope and a few unresurrected souls in the Japanese country.
Being able to come and go freely in a large temple like Jintoku Temple and steal the magic weapon quietly, Fang Lin's first reaction was that they did it.
While Fang Lin was talking, Master Jiting suddenly took out an item from his arms and pushed it to Fang Lin's eyes with a solemn expression.
It was okay not to look at it. When he looked at that thing, even Fang Lin felt a strong thump in his heart.
This chapter has been completed!