Xu Jiaorong still wanted to dissuade him, but was stopped by Chen Jun, "Sister, please keep it for now. My help to him is definitely worth this hundred taels of gold."

"Yes yes yes."

Cao Ang was not a fool, and immediately guessed that he had not told his family the truth, "Brother Xu has saved my life. Today's hundred taels of gold is just a small gift. If Brother Xu needs it in the future, the Cao family will not refuse."

Seeing Cao Ang being so righteous, Chen Jun would not stretch out his hand to hit the smiling man.

After entertaining him for a long time and drinking a cup of tea, he watched Cao Ang leave. But before Xu Jiaorong could ask the doubts in his heart, there was another knock on the door.

"Who?"

Xu Jiaorong opened the door, and the first thing she saw was a bald man.

With kind eyebrows and kind eyes, he was wearing a fading cassock. He put his hands together and said in a bright and magnetic voice, "Is Donor Xu at home?"

"Are you Zen Master Fahai?" Xu Jiaorong asked tentatively.

"The poor monk is indeed Fahai."

"Zen Master Fahai, please come inside, please come inside."

Fahai remained motionless, "Can you please allow the donor to come out and follow the poor monk? I have important matters to discuss with him."

Xu Jiaorong shouted without thinking: "Xu Xian~"

Chen Jun finished his tea ceremony and said, "The great monk has waited long enough for you."

His figure suddenly appeared outside the door, "Let's go, sister, you don't have to keep me for lunch."

"When did this brat get outside the door?" Xu Jiaorong was puzzled.

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"Great monk, what do you want from me?"

Fahai said: "When I went to the City God's Temple, I discovered something very serious. I wanted to tell Donor Xu that Mr. Mu's soul is not with the City God."

"What's the meaning?"

Fahai said: "There are no ghost souls at all in the county God's Temple. The City God told me that at least half of the ghosts in the world will wander back to the ghost kingdom after death instead of entering the underworld."

The county god’s power is weak, and it would be difficult for a city god other than the city god of the prefecture or the capital city to detain ghosts.”

"Where is the ghost country?"

"It is said that the demons in the underworld have become a climate. The self-respected ghost emperor took advantage of the closure of the immortal gate to create a private ghost kingdom in an attempt to divide the powers of the underworld and practice Taoism to become a god. Many powerful city gods in the world have taken action, but they can't do anything to him."

"You want to lend me some help?"

"Since I agreed to the Mu Mansion, the poor monk will pray for Mr. Mu on this matter and then eradicate that ghost country together." Fahai shook his head, "It's just that the poor monk has other concerns in his heart and wants to ask the donor Xu."

"It seems that you have reached a conclusion on that case."

There was not much sadness or joy in Fahai's voice, "There is indeed a result. As Donor Xu said, the real murderer has not been convicted for this."

"How much effort the great monk has made."

"The poor monk once persuaded Liu Chengfeng to surrender and admit his crime, but he refused.

The poor monk persuaded the county magistrate to arrest him, but he asked the magistrate to wait for news in the name of informing his superiors.

When the poor monk went to the Mu Mansion, he saw the orphaned girl and the widowed mother crying and helpless. The patriarch of the Mu Mansion advised the poor monk not to interfere with their family affairs."

"Xu Donor, why do you teach me?"

"Shall I teach you? Let me ask you, great monk, when were you born?"

"Tang Dynasty."

"In the past hundreds of years, have you ever experienced anything different from what you experience now?"

"What's the meaning?"

Chen Jundao: "You were born in the Tang Dynasty, so you have seen prosperity and prosperity in the world. But in the past hundred years, dynasties have changed, and the people have gone from prosperity to poverty, to prosperity, to poverty. How were the people's lives during this period?"

Fahai thought silently.

"It is sad that wherever the Qin and Han Dynasties traveled, thousands of palaces and palaces were turned into dirt.

When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer!

Even if the dynasty changes, when power is in the hands of the ruling class and they are the masters of the country, the people will always repeat this cycle of death."

"What does the great monk do to save all sentient beings?"

"The poor monk only wishes that everyone in the common people will have clothes to wear and not suffer from cold and hardship, and that everyone in the common people will have food to eat and will not be hungry. This is the poor monk's mission to save all sentient beings."

"Okay, I'm not afraid that you, the great monk, will have a loud tone, but I'm afraid that you won't speak."

Chen Jun said confidently: "If I say that I am sure that the people of the world will be able to achieve the great monk's ability to save all sentient beings. But the prerequisite is to overthrow this world of worshiping gods and gods. What will the great monk do?"

"Even if one day, great monk, you and I join forces, but face Tathagata who wants to kill me, what will you do?"

It is the simplest principle to unite friends who can be won over to fight against opponents whose interests are touched. Although this Fahai is pedantic, he has tolerant lower-class people in his eyes. People with real faith are worth winning over.

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Fahai was thinking very seriously. He was deep in thought, frowning, and did not give an answer for a long time.

"Don't think about it."

"I'll take you somewhere."

Chen Jun led the silent Fahai through the bustling streets of Qiantang County according to the memory in his mind, and came to a magnificent building by the lake.

"Spring in Red Mansions!"

Fahai looked at the fonts on the house plaque and could clearly smell the fragrant smell of powder coming from upstairs, as well as the melodious singing of orioles and swallows.

"This is a brothel. Why did Lord Xu bring me here?"

Fa Hai's expression was dull, and he looked at the brothel without any disturbance. As a generation of divine monks, he had already reached the realm of bone visualization when he was young, and now he only has a normal heart.
Chapter completed!