If there is a third-level powerhouse in Daqing Temple, even if Zhang Fan wears a spiritual stone, he will not be able to hide it from his eyes.
If Zhang Fan makes some abnormal moves while hiding his strength, it will arouse the other party's suspicion, so it is better to just remove the spirit stones from his body.
In addition, as Feng Yong said, it is difficult to find out the real situation if you cannot penetrate deep into the interior of Daqing Temple from the surface.
Therefore, Zhang Fan planned to go straight to Huanglong and meet the host directly.
Daqing Temple covers an area of about 2,000 square meters. It is not a big temple, but there are many pilgrims or tourists. Moreover, the majority of the temple is Chinese, and there are too many people who speak Chinese.
The first monk Zhang Fan saw in the temple was slender and dark-skinned. He was holding a broom in his hand and sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground.
Zhang Fan walked over directly.
"Donor, what can I do for you?"
Sensing Zhang Fan's arrival, the dark-skinned monk looked at Zhang Fan and asked, he spoke in authentic Chinese.
"I am a Taoist from China, and I want to talk to your host about some important things."
Zhang Fan said.
After hearing this, the dark-skinned monk pondered for a moment and then said: "I have just entered the temple not long ago and my status is not high. I don't have the right to take you to see the abbot. I will take you to see the fifth senior brother. Fifth senior brother."
He is the most powerful person I have ever met."
"Okay, then you can take me to see your fifth senior brother."
Zhang Fan replied.
Zhang Fan was a member of Xuanmen and said that he had important matters to discuss with the abbot. The young monk did not dare to neglect and quickly took Zhang Fan to a Zen room on the west side of the temple.
There was a middle-aged monk in gray robes sitting in the Zen room. When Zhang Fan entered the door, he noticed that the middle-aged monk in gray robes was looking at him warily.
The middle-aged monk is a wizard and can clearly feel Zhang Fan's strength. However, his own strength is average. He is at the fifth level of the first realm and has not cultivated his true energy.
"Fifth Senior Brother!"
The dark-skinned little monk said respectfully.
"This gentleman is from China. He said he has something important and wants to talk to our host."
The dark-skinned little monk continued.
The middle-aged monk known as "Fifth Senior Brother" nodded, waved his hand towards the dark-skinned young monk, and motioned for him to go out.
"Sir, please sit down first."
After the dark-skinned young monk left, the fifth senior brother quickly asked Zhang Fan to sit down.
With such strength, the fifth senior brother would not dare to neglect him. He is almost as good as the abbot of the temple.
After Zhang Fan sat down, the fifth senior brother took the initiative to change the tea and made Zhang Fan a cup.
"Sir, our host is meeting with a local dignitary. After this dignitary leaves, I will go and inform the host that everything must be done on a first-come, first-served basis. Please understand.
Please wait a moment and drink some tea first."
The fifth senior brother continued to speak respectfully.
"Um."
Zhang Fan nodded.
"What do you want to talk to our host about?
Can you reveal something first?
I'll have something to say when I report later."
Fifth Senior Brother wants to get some information from Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan glanced at the fifth senior brother, took a sip of tea, pondered for a moment and then said: "Actually, I want to discuss cooperation with you as the host. Once this cooperation is concluded, it will be beneficial to both of us, especially you as the host.
But I think it’s better that you don’t know the specific content. I’m considering it for your safety and I hope you can understand.
You don't know when things are leaked one day, even if someone wants to deliberately embarrass you, it will be to no avail, what do you think?"
The fifth senior brother was stunned for a moment, and then nodded repeatedly: "Yes! Yes! That's right! Thank you sir for your kindness. I'll offer you a cup of tea instead of wine."
Zhang Fan picked up the tea cup and touched it lightly with the fifth senior brother, smiled, and drank the tea in one gulp.
The fifth senior brother quickly poured tea for Zhang Fan. After pouring the tea, he quickly got out of bed, opened the drawer, and carefully took out a piece of turquoise that was the size of a child's fist and of high quality. He handed it to Zhang Fan and said with a flattering look:
"Sir, I give this to you as a meeting gift. After you become a partner with the host, please say a few nice words to me in front of the host."
Zhang Fan's strong strength and stability won him the trust of the fifth senior brother. He felt that what Zhang Fan discussed with the host had a high probability of coming true. He had to bet on everything in advance, and it was impossible to just improvise.
"This thing is too precious, I can't keep it."
Zhang Fan refused.
"A young and strong man like you deserves to have such a treasure. I'm so old and useless, so just accept it."
The fifth senior brother directly put the turquoise stone into Zhang Fan's pocket.
Under such circumstances, Zhang Fan did not refuse anymore and directly agreed, "When the host and I reach a cooperation, the senior brothers above you will not dare to look down on you again."
Hearing Zhang Fan's promise, Fifth Senior Brother's eyes suddenly lit up, "Okay! I'll toast you with tea instead of wine!"
Zhang Fan smiled.
Later, the fifth senior brother introduced the customs and customs of Taiguo to Zhang Fan, and Zhang Fan also understood the situation here better.
During this period, the fifth senior brother would occasionally take a look outside through the window in the room, because the Mercedes-Benz S of the local dignitaries was parked outside. When he saw the Mercedes-Benz S driving away, he quickly left the meditation room and came over.
After about ten minutes, I returned to the meditation room again.
"Little sir, our host invites you to come over."
The fifth senior brother made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Fan.
Under the leadership of the fifth senior brother, Zhang Fan came to a separate meditation room in the backyard. When he entered the door, the smell of sandalwood spread across the door. In the middle of the meditation room, sat a man about sixty years old with a somewhat thin body.
The old monk had slumped cheeks on both sides and a white beard that had grown to his chest. He hit the wooden fish with the mallet in his hand, making a "ta-da-da" sound, which was very artistic.
"Xiaowu, please go out."
The host's slightly hoarse voice sounded.
"Hey! Master, I'll take my leave now."
The fifth senior brother said respectfully.
After the fifth senior brother left, the host put down the gavel in his hand, slowly opened his eyes, spread his hands, pointed at the futon in front of Zhang Fan, and said: "Donor, sit down."
"kindness."
Zhang Fan sat down.
At this time, Zhang Fan had almost understood the basics of hosting through his facial appearance.
The position of the host Yintang is full of blood evil and has at least ten lives. He has a son and a daughter. Moreover, judging from the pink halo in the position of his wife and concubine palace, he is currently having an affair with at least three women. Judging from his wealth and silk palace
It seems that the host is very rich, but most of it is dirty money. The word "sanctimonious" is a perfect way to describe this old guy.
"I wonder what the donor wants from the poor monk?"