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Chapter 116 Where is the Thunder God? Kill her!

In view of the ruthless tactics of an irresponsible and unscrupulous master who deceived his disciples, Qin Liuxi had no choice but to draw several peace amulets and other talismans on the Taoist temple to provide support for the Taoist temple.

In addition, she also gave out two-thirds of the ten thousand taels of silver she paid for this visit.

Originally, she had just given half as she had done before, but Qingyuan pointed to the peeling horn guard and peeling paint in the side hall with a faint voice.

"I once heard a pilgrim who came to offer incense say that the Qinglan Temple has been renovated inside and out. It looks very grand. They also said that our Qingping Temple looks quite shabby. It is incomparable. They seem to have given it back to their ancestors.

The master has become a golden body, which is very majestic. Alas, the horn of the horn-protecting beast was struck by lightning and has not been repaired for so long. This paint is also..."

"Stop talking!" Qin Liuxi's eyes filled with hatred, he gritted his teeth and took out another two thousand taels: "Xiu, if others have it, we, Qingping Guan, must also have it."

Qingyuan stretched out his hand and felt guilty: "What's so good about this? It's rare for you to go to the clinic. In fact, if the sesame oil money hadn't been taken away by the temple owner, you wouldn't have to make up for it."

What a green tea!

Qin Liuxi held the banknote reluctantly, and when Qingyuan almost tore it off, he let go and saw it falling into Qingyuan's sleeve pocket, closing his eyes.

The money she makes!

Qingyuan made a fortune, then handed over his hand and said: "Then junior brother will not disturb senior sister's Qing Dynasty. I will arrange for someone to repair and store some things for the winter. By the way, the temple master told you not to forget to go to ancestors when you come back."

Master, please offer incense."

Seeing Qin Liuxi's face getting darker and darker, Qingyuan did not dare to touch her brow again and ran away quickly.

Qin Liuxi came to the main hall with a look of despair, took incense and lit it, raised his hands flat to his chest, saluted three times, held the incense in his right hand, inserted a stick of incense in the middle with his left hand, and muttered something in his mouth.

A Taoist boy came in with melons and fruits for worship. Seeing her like this, he thought she was praying, but when he got closer, he heard that it was not the same thing at all.

"... Just take away the money used for the operation of the temple, even the sesame oil money. When the old Taoist priest reached out, weren't you at home, maybe you went to see some fairy girl for a drink? Otherwise, why not kill this unscrupulous person?

Old Taoist, let me be the master of the temple instead?"

The Taoist boy's hand almost trembled: Can he listen to this? He won't be silenced by his uncle, right?

When Qin Liuxi saw him coming up with fruits, he reached out and took an apple and took a bite.

The Taoist boy almost knelt down.

Everyone said that if you don't ask for help from your master, she will be unruly and difficult to discipline, but I didn't expect that she would even dare to steal the ancestor's offerings.

Patriarch: Where is Thunder Lord? Kill her!

Qin Liuxi raised his head and saw that the Patriarch's eyebrows seemed to be more horizontal. He grinned and said: "Don't worry, Qinglan Temple has it, and you have to have it too. Sooner or later, I will have someone re-plate your body with gold. Let's lose people."

Don’t lose the battle.”

The Patriarch's eyebrows relaxed, as if he was satisfied: Forget it, I'm a rebellious disciple, I'm used to it.

At that time, Qinglan was watching.

Chi Yuanlao, who was in the main residence of Qinglan Temple, sneezed twice and said, "It must be my disciple who is scolding me."

Temple Master Qinglan said speechlessly: "You can't take away all the money in the temple."

"You don't know, she is extremely lazy. If I don't leave, she will just rely on the food on hand to be lazy. You also know, her fate..." Old Taoist Chi Yuan sighed: "The gap in merit and the bottomless pit

Similar."

Temple Master Qinglan pursed her lips: "You have done a lot of good deeds in her name over the years and have done a lot for her."

"It's not enough. If that day comes, then..." Chi Yuan paused and changed the topic: "That's all, let's not mention this, let's go take a look at the mummies in Qing County?"

"Um."


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