Chapter 143 The Little Monk's Ambition

"brush, brush, brush." Seeing Qin Hui smash the table, all the brocade guards behind them came out of their sheath, lest Qin Hui draw their swords and hurt people.

Qin Hui, Fu Yuechi has heard of it in the mouth of his father, Fu Tianqiu. However, as the saying goes, fame is not as good as seeing at first sight, so Fu Yuechi, who is just a hearsay, believes that this so-called Qin county magistrate is no matter how high his martial arts is, that is, the level of Zuo Qianhu.

As for the ability to escape from the sky, Fu Yuechi felt that he didn't see it. It must be someone else's bragging and blowing it out. What's more, the official suppressed people to death. His father was a first-class member of the court, and Qin Hui, a small county magistrate, was just a seven-class sesame official.

"Ouch! I will also slap the table! Qin, you have been asked by me, and now you are ashamed and angry!" Fu Yuechi looked at Qin Hui with cold eyes and said unrelentingly.

"What, I broke your mind, and now I even want to kill you!"

Looking at Qin Hui's hand, he held it on the hilt of the sword again. Although Fu Yuechi was not soft, he was still scared and retreated.

"Enough" Fu Tianqiu looked at Qin Hui beside him and was really angry. Knowing that Qin Hui was not easy to provoke him, he shouted at Fu Yuechi; "What do you know about the children's family? Don't retreat yet."

"Sister, look at Dad!" Hearing this, Fu Yuechi hugged his sister's arm full of grievance and looked unhappy.

Looking at his aggrieved daughter, Fu Tianqiu turned around and laughed at Qin Hui and said, "The little girl was spoiled by me. I hope Lord Qin won't be surprised!"

After Qin Hui glanced at Fu Yuechi with tears in her eyes, she shook her head and said, "Don't worry, I won't be angry with a little girl."

"What a child! I haven't said anything yet! I'm crying!" Qin Hui looked at Fu Yuechi, who was sobbing softly, and Fu Qingfeng, who was coaxing her, shook her head and loosened the hilt of the sword in her hand.

Listening to Qin Hui's words, Fu Tianqiu also showed a wry smile. Because he didn't expect that Qin Hui would draw his sword instead of explaining Yuechi's questioning.

Looking at Qin Hui, who was not showing a cold light in his eyes, Fu Tianqiu also pinched a cold sweat. After all, Fu Tianqiu had seen Qin Hui's methods. In his opinion, if Qin Hui really doesn't forgive, I'm afraid there is really nothing he can do with Qin Hui just with the protection of these brocade guards and Zuo Qianhu.

Fu Tianqiu smiled at Qin Hui, and then waved to the dilemma behind him and ordered: "Go to the kitchen to see if it's like what the little monk said."

"Adults" the brocade guards who had seen Qin Hui's methods. After seeing that they didn't have to do anything, they couldn't help wiping them one by one, and the cold sweat came out of their foreheads. Then they separated the two and quickly walked into the kitchen.

"Your excellency! What the little monk said seems to be true!" After the two went in for a while, there were two people's exclamation.

"Your excellency! Look!" Two brocade guards who ran out, one holding a blood-stained robe in his hand and one holding a package, said to Qin Hui and others.

Looking at the blood-stained saber, the little monk couldn't help crying and saying, "Master! It's all because the disciples are not good! If I hadn't always said I was hungry, you wouldn't have been poisoned by evil people!"

Fu Tianqiu looked at the little monk who was crying, folded the blood-stained jacket and put it in front of him, saying, "The master came out of the sea of suffering and returned to the western bliss. Don't be sad!"

"What kind of western bliss! Isn't it dead yet!" Hearing this, the little monk cried even more sadly.

"Master! I don't want you to go to the west! I just want you to stay with me!" The little monk held the blood-stained jacket and kept howling.

Fu Tianqiu looked at the package held in another brocade guard and then colored him.

"Master, this is your master's relic. I found it on the side. Take it." The brocade guard put the package in his hand in front of the little monk.

The little monk listened and opened the package while touching his tears.

As the package was opened, a 20-centimeter-high, golden Buddha first appeared in the eyes of everyone.

"Golden Buddha! White jade Buddha beads! White jade bracelet!" Looking at these things that were obviously not ordinary, everyone was shocked.

Qin Hui looked at these treasures and asked the little monk, "I'm afraid these things have a good history!" Little monk, tell me, where did you get these, and what's your name?

Listening to Qin Hui's words, the little monk answered without thinking about it; "My Dharma name is Bai Yun, and it turned out that I have been practicing with my master in Xiangguo Temple. Later, something happened in the temple and the temple was burned by a group of masked people. So the master took me out and began to travel around. These things are given to us by the masters in the temple. Let's take them out and don't fall into the hands of the bad guys.

"White Cloud! White clouds!" After looking at the golden Buddha and other treasures, Qin Hui looked at the little monk and thought about the plot quickly in her mind.

"This white cloud is the A Chinese Ghost Story, the old monk in the third part! Uh-huh! I'm afraid that's true! Otherwise, the names will be the same, and these magic weapons will not be the same!" After thinking for a while, Qin Hui felt that only this statement could barely make sense.

"Sangguo Temple! I have heard of this name. But now Xiangguo Temple has already turned into ashes. I'm afraid you can't go back!" After thinking about it, Zuo Qianhu couldn't bear to say.

"Is Xiangguo Temple gone? Whoo..!" After hearing this, the little monk cried again; "My master's biggest dream is to return to Xiangguo Temple. Now not only the master is dead, but also the Xiangguo Temple is gone! What should I do?"

After crying for a while, the little monk suddenly turned to laugh and said with great joy: "No, I can build Xiangguo Temple without me!" In this way, I can't help him fulfill his wish!"

The more the little monk thought about it, the more reasonable it was. Finally, he patted his head and stood up. And Qin Hui and others, who looked at him as if they were mentally ill, said, "Yes, yes, yes. I have recorded all the scriptures in my head. As long as I have money, I can rebuild the Xiangguo Temple. And after the Xiangguo Temple was built, I was the host of Xiangguo Temple. At that time, I will recruit some more young monks, and there will be another Xiangguo Temple!"

Looking at the crazy little monk, Fu Yuechi leaned out of his sister's shoulder and said with red eyes, "It costs money to build a temple. A golden Buddha statue costs thousands of taels of silver. You little monk, if you build a temple as big as Xiangguo Temple, there will be less gold. Now I don't have enough money to sell you for a Buddha statue. Where can you find so much money to build a temple?

"Moon Pool!" As soon as Fu Tianqiu heard this, she immediately stared at Fu Yuechi angrily, which scared her to quickly shrink her head back.

"Money, money, money, money, money!" The little monk shook his head anxiously and kept patting his head with his hands.

Looking at the little monk constantly spinning around and patting his head fiercely, he kept saying the words of money and money. Zuo Qianhu looked at Qin Hui beside him and whispered, "Your Excellency, this monk has suffered such a big blow. I'm afraid he's crazy!"

Fu Tianqiu listened and nodded with approval, saying, "Yes! What a pity! This little monk looks like a teenager. Such a big child is not only homeless, but also crazy! What a pity!"

"Money! Money! Money! Where is the money!" The little monk sat on the ground and kept rummaging through the package. But there is nothing in the package except the Golden Buddha and two magic weapons.

The little monk held the Golden Buddha in his arms, shook his head and sighed; "How much is this! Not enough!"

Looking at the appearance of the little monk, Qin Hui smiled and said **, "Little monk, do you really want money so much? Uncle is rich!" Qin Hui said and took out a gold brick from the space, looking strange.

"Frightened!" Looking at Qin Hui's smile, everyone couldn't help stepping back a few steps.