"Hmm? What's going on with these people?"

These men were stunned and looked at each other and could see each other's confusion.

Speaking of which, the Dragon King Temple has just begun to be repaired, and it is not as good as inviting these Taoist monks to open the altar!

What's more, they seem to be taking the initiative to meet with them at this moment...

If these guys don’t go to their temples and Taoist temples to practice, what should they do to disturb them?

On the other hand, supervisors here have already come up to meet these people who suddenly come to visit.

Seeing that the other party was not as handsome as the beggar who came to ask for money, he seemed to have some real skills, so he calmed down a little and asked with his fists: "I wonder why the masters came here this time?"

"I'll ask you, this is the Dragon King Temple?" The monk was not polite, pointed to the gate of the Dragon King Temple and asked carelessly.

"It's true here." The supervisor nodded in a little uncertain.

"good!"

The monk clapped his hands heavily, which scared the other party, but what was even more shocking was the other party's next words.

"In the next three years, I will be the temple here for the temple!"

"What?!" The supervisor opened his mouth wide, and saw that he seemed to be looking at a madman, and quickly waved his hand and refused, "Wait, how can you be the temple blessing of the Dragon King Temple be as you want?!"

"You know, there is really a Dragon Prince watching in this West Lake. We don't dare to choose at will. In the future, we will definitely invite a respected and highly magical expert to take charge. As for you..."

The supervisor glanced at the few people in front of him with some contempt and waved his hand: "It's not that I look down on you, but if you say this is good, I'm afraid you still need to practice it."

After all, if we only look at the appearance, the few people in front of us are not considered very old except Fahai, and there is still some difference from the candidates we really need.

But the monk smiled and said, "If you don't try it, how do you know I can't?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he was a little distressed.

After all, it is a problem to really talk about how to show your abilities.

What he is best at is subduing demons and demons. One hand and the Dharma of Buddhism make it so supernatural. But where can I find a ready-made demon and ghost to perform for myself now?

However, when he saw the worker carrying heavy sandbags passing by, his eyes lit up and he quickly stepped forward to stop the other party.

Then before the worker could react, he carried the sandbag on his shoulders, and he seemed very comfortable, even his shoulders were not a little tilted.

"Come again!"

He laughed.

Then, under the stunned gaze of the supervisor, the monk put the sand on his shoulder bag after bag. In the blink of an eye, he had already carried a full ten bags, piled up like a hill!

But what's scary is that the sandbag is still very stable and there is no sign of falling down!

You should know that it is already quite difficult for ordinary people to be able to bear one bag. Even those strong men on weekdays can be able to bear three or four bags.

If you put these ten bags on it, I’m afraid everyone will be crushed!

The monk below actually looked very ease, and could jump, his face was not blushing or breathing, and even straightened his back and asked him with a smile.

"How is it? Am I capable of doing this?!"

"Ah..."

The supervisor was stunned, but when he met the other party's sight, he didn't dare to say anything against him, for fear that if he disagrees with each other, he threw all the sandbags on his body...

Then my little body may not be able to hold on at all, and I might even die on the spot!

He found that he might not be able to make any decisions about this matter, so he quickly went to the adults to report it and told the matter in detail.

"Museum?"

Several people had already seen the sandbags piled up like hills and thought something was wrong. When they heard about the reason, they were stunned and their faces changed a little.

The official immediately stood up and rushed over. When he got close to him, he saw the monk looking relaxed and at ease. He couldn't help but feel surprised and admired him, thinking that he was a god.

But great power is not everything. After hesitation, he could only approach and ask carefully: "This hero, your power is indeed very powerful, but we cannot make decisions at will!"

"We have to ask the Dragon King for this temple blessing, and it is only possible to have the Dragon King nodding..."

His original intention was to politely refuse under the name of Dragon Prince, but the monk laughed.

“This is even simpler!”

"If you don't know anything, I'm the temple blessings ordered by the Dragon Prince himself! You don't have to worry anymore!"

The official followed Mr. Lu, who was following him, was stunned when he heard this, thinking that this matter might be a bit strange.

He hurriedly stepped forward and asked carefully: "Do you dare to ask what evidence does this hero have?"

"Don't call me a hero. I am a monk who practices Buddhism and Taoism and accompanys Buddha!" ​​The monk was a little dissatisfied.

"Well……"

Everyone around looked at each other in a daze.

There is a saying in my mind that I don’t know if you should say: “According to your exaggerated skills, you can’t believe in the world’s power and overlords, but you really can’t contact the ordinary monk who recites Buddhist scriptures…”

Then, the monk had a sudden inspiration and continued, "Of course there is evidence. Why not call out the Dragon Prince and tell you about it yourself!"

"This...can't be done..." Everyone was shocked again.

Unfortunately, he didn't have time to stop him, so he threw down all the sandbags in one breath, ran to the lake, and called out loudly to the Dragon Prince.

It’s just strange that no matter how he called, the Dragon Prince did not appear.

From the initial shock to the point of gradually doubting, everyone felt that the monk was fooling them.

Fortunately, Fahai finally couldn't stand it and spoke out to dissuade this meaningless behavior.

"After all, the immortal god is noble, so how can I call it out at will? I heard that there is a statue of god given by the Dragon King in this Dragon King Temple. I believe that if I could see it, I would have a result."

"This is indeed a good idea!" The two Taoist priests also nodded in agreement.

Those mortals were skeptical and just took them over the dirty gate and entered the still-decorated Dragon King Temple. Most of the original walls had been demolished.

The official coughed twice and said, "Our plan for this Dragon King Temple is to be expanded. After all, it was too small to reflect the power of the Dragon King."

These are trivial matters. The monks and others who entered the temple soon saw the statue of the god placed in the middle of the temple at this time. It was surrounded by a fence made of bamboo poles, for fear that someone bold would hit it.

But what really attracts people's attention is the vividness of the statue!

At first glance, I almost thought that this was the real Dragon King sitting upright, looking down at the people coming in and worshiping!

Especially those eyes, the faint dragon power revealed by them is absolutely impossible to imitate, just like when they faced the Dragon Prince directly!
Chapter completed!