The little Taoist Bai Deer sat in front of the mountain gate, staring hungrily at the big cat and kitten two or three pilgrims walking up Qingfeng Mountain.

He was one of the disciples who returned to Guixi Province with Taoist Yizhen. He was also an orphan who had no father or mother to care for. Taoist Yizhen was no different from his parents. After being adopted by Taoist Yizhen, he learned to write and read Huang Ting. Even the Taoist name was obtained by Taoist Yizhen.

The little Taoist priest has no cultivation, and the Taoist name is too mysterious and has no benefit, so it is mostly the kind of Qingfeng, bright moon, white deer and green ping, which are either collected from heaven and earth, or obtained from the names of all living things; the Tao is "Crane Sutra Tianlu Welcomes Guests", and the little white deer is born with a baby face and loves to laugh when you have anything to do. This thing about knowing to welcome people naturally falls on him.

Seeing another pilgrim entering Qingfeng Mountain, the little white deer quickly put away the corn cake in her hand and was about to come up and recite the "Taishang Saint" to introduce the pilgrim into his own Qingfeng Temple.

It’s not okay if you don’t work hard. These days, there are crowds of people in the temple and the fragrance is so fragrant that you dare to sell 8888. The monks and Taoists inside are all rich and rich. It’s a low-key to open a Cadillac to go out on the street. But like a master, who can’t manage it, and he is also holding a stormy view. Even eating and drinking is almost a problem. There are still corn cakes to eat today, and you may have to drink porridge tomorrow...

Unexpectedly, as soon as the little white deer stood up, a few people jumped out from behind the mountain gate. Some pretended to be blind, some pretended to be deaf and dumb, three parts of immortality and seven parts of the world's aura. They were all the "pseudo-masters" who had been waiting for pilgrims for many years.

Originally, if you have a little brain, you can see the false, but if you didn’t have something in your mind and ask for an answer, who would have come up the mountain early in the morning? It’s said that “I’m so sick and seek medical treatment”. In addition, these people are all veterans in the world, and they can speak incredible. Close your eyes and can suck gold. The pilgrims were hesitant at first, thinking about going to Qingfeng Temple to take incense sticks. After a few words, they were trapped by several cheaters in the world.

If this continues, I will really have to drink porridge tomorrow! Xiao Bailu was jealous and was about to rush up to expose the frauds of these cheating tricks. Suddenly, she saw another group of people walking up the mountain. She was happy first, but then she was shocked. She didn't care about scrambling business with those cheating people in the world. She turned to run up the mountain. She was anxious for her master while running: "It's over, and the people from the Taoist Association are here again. Last time, she said that the master couldn't manage this Qingfeng Temple well. There was a Dashi from overseas that mainly invested in reconstruction and other things. She also said that she wanted to designate the master. The master's cultivation turned red. This time she made a comeback and there were so many people. I'm afraid that she would be coming. If the master had lost this Qingfeng Temple, we brothers would really not even be able to drink porridge..."

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Taoist Master Yizhen is a person who refuses to bow to reality. If you don’t want to watch the family temples, you will make all kinds of mystery. If a Taoist priest dies, you will say that he will ascend in the daytime, and if a monk dies, you will use glass beads to make the relics. It is obviously fake, but it will make you famous and incense full of heat.

Although the Taoist priest is not a real person with magic power, he has to talk about divination, gossip deduction, and Feng Shui breaking acupoints. However, these days, I am not afraid that you will not have good wine, but I am afraid that you will not be able to make a secret and promote the consequences of one day getting worse. If you don’t have both wealth and power, you will be forced to death by wealth and power.

The reward of the little white deer did not surprise Taoist Yizhen, and he had already been mentally prepared. The person who came was the mind of the local Taoist association, and he was not from Taoism at all, but a relative of a local official had a free job in the Taoist association.

This kind of thing is common in China. The one who manages Taoist priests may be a second generation, and the one who manages monks may have a lot of wives and children, and they are all good at eating, drinking, prostitutes and gambling. In other words, the National Taoist Association, Buddhist Association and practitioners like Chen Ning are in charge, so they are not as bad as the root cause.

The big donor was actually an island merchant, who opened a sweatshop and made a fortune by relying on the cheap labor force in the last century and early this century. Now he is probably old and wants to accumulate some good deeds, he finds people to search for excellent Feng Shui places, wanting to invest in building a Taoist temple, so that people can become monks and worship them. I don’t know why I fell in love with Qingfeng Temple. I saw that this Taoist temple was dilapidated, and only an old Taoist priest brought a bunch of poor little Taoists to pinch Qingfeng Temple as a soft persimmon.

Taoist Master Yizhen sat quietly on the cushion, looked up at the person coming, and did not invite a seat or a tea. He said lightly: "President Li, didn't I say that this Qingfeng Temple was also built by I was begging for alms. A few years ago, I presided over the Xiangyun Temple in Chu, so it was abandoned. Now that I have returned, I should be the master of this Qingfeng Temple. It is probably unreasonable to take it back."

Among the people, a tall and thin old man with a slim and eyes was full of wealth and aura. He frowned slightly after hearing the words of Taoist Yizhen: "President Li, what's going on?"

"Haha, Chairman Hu, don't worry, I will deal with this matter."

President Li is a fat middle-aged man with narrow eyes and long eyes flashing. He looked at Taoist Yizhen and just sneered: "Old Taoist Yizhen, you said that this Qingfeng Temple was built by you begging for alms. Who can prove it? Even if someone can prove it, this mountain belongs to the country. Now the Taoist Association has obtained the government's land approval and wants to rebuild it.

Chairman Hu is a patriotic businessman from Baodao. He invests in and builds factories here and makes great contributions to the local economy. Now he is going to invest in the reconstruction of Qingfeng Temple. Isn’t you, a comrade, happy, and not moved? He even has to block and take the country’s land for himself?

You are selfish, you are destroying the country's economic development, but you are still a monk, why are you blinded by the interests? You are a true master, don't need to hide it? If you have any requirements, as long as you are willing to bring your apprentice out of Qingfeng Temple, Chairman Hu will give you some compensation."

President Li whispered his official voice, and used both soft and hard skills, and knew the righteousness. He thought he was doing a pretty job. He smiled and said to Baodao Businessman named Hu: "Chairman Hu, do you think this is OK?"

Chairman Hu smiled and said repeatedly: "Yes, the old Taoist priest, it's all for the prosperity of Taoism. As long as you promise to leave, I will give you enough compensation. I will also invest in rebuilding this Qingfeng Temple, shaping the golden body for the Supreme Taoist respect, expanding the temple, and making it the leading Taoist temple in your province. By the way, you are the former temple owner, and your name can also be left on the merit monument..."

Taoist Master Yizhen looked up at him and shook his head slightly: "The donor is not bad, and the merits are only in the heart of the people, so why is it carried on the stele? If the donor has a heart of the Tao, he should know the truth that 'morality is hidden deep, and it is not correct'. He engraved his name on the stele, but I am afraid that the name will still be cold..."

Chairman Hu's expression changed: "Is the old Taoist priest criticizing me?"

"I dare not, I just want to tell you that my Taoist sect can accept sincere lay Buddhists. Even if he is not in a state of mind and has no money, he doesn't like to seek fame and reputation. Even if he has a mountain of gold and silver, he carries a lot of money. Hu Shuzhu has money, but it has nothing to do with Qingfeng Temple. This Taoist sect is the home of the old Taoist. No matter how broken it is, it is the business of the old Taoist's own family. Why do outsiders need to intervene?"

"Old Taoist priest!"

President Li's face changed: "Don't toast or not eat the punishment!"

"How about toast, so what about to punish the wine?"

Priest Yizhen had not answered yet, but heard a voice coming from outside: "Qingfeng Temple is a pure place in the Taoist sect. Who barked here? Should you beat me!"
Chapter completed!