Mystery: From adding points to the strongest on the surface

Chapter 10 Unscrew the head and break it apart to see what the structure is

"That's the abbot of the Golden Dragon Temple." The white-bearded Taoist seemed to see Fan Wu's doubts, and explained specially: "Old Taoist, I heard that before he converted to Buddhism, he was a horse bandit in the mountains."

"Later, I put down the butcher knife for some reason, became a monk of Jinlong Temple, and now I am the abbot of Jinlong Temple."

"So it's normal for him to have a hot temper."

Speaking of this, the white-bearded old man couldn't help but glanced at Fan Wu.

Because of Fan Wu's exaggerated and muscular figure, and the sturdy aura exuding from his whole body...

He looks more like a horse bandit in the mountains than the abbot of Jinlong Temple!
"This abbot of Jinlong Temple, although his words were a little vulgar just now, but his words are not wrong." The white-bearded old man frowned and analyzed: "The one who made trouble in the county government last night should not be some monsters and ghosts. If so, then It must be a great demon."

"But why does that kind of big monster who can ignore imperial aura need to be so secretive? And why would he let those arresters leave safely? It doesn't make sense at all. After all, monsters are people-eating!"

"So... the old man thinks that the person who made trouble in the county government last night is more likely to be a human being!"

"Fan Daoyou, what do you think?!"

What can Fan Wu say?
He didn't even understand the concept that the county government has imperial protection.

In this case, what can I say?
What can you say?
Just talk nonsense.

I'm afraid it will be revealed!
Besides, he originally wanted to come for paddling, but now that he saw a few really capable people in the county government office, his idea of ​​paddling became more determined...

As long as you don't work hard, you can perfectly avoid some dangers that you may encounter next.

After the white-bearded Taoist and the abbot of Jinlong Temple solve the troubles in the county government...

He directly asked the magistrate for a reward.

At last……

Korrun!
"Pindao thinks so too." In the end, Fan Wu showed an ambiguous smile and said a nonsense.

"I didn't expect Fan Daoyou to agree with the old Taoist's thoughts, so it seems that the real situation is like this!" Baixu Laodao said decisively, and then said with some emotion: "Fan Daoyou is worthy of being a disciple of the celestial master. Daoyou Fan thought of something that took him a long time to understand."

"Oh, the waves behind push the waves ahead! Be merciful."

Fan Wu: "?"

Fan Wu thought that his master liar had only deceived the government of the prison dragon county and those rich landlords.

Unexpectedly, his master liar can even fool people who practice Taoism!

Ah this...

Could it be because this white-bearded old man is so dazed that he can't see that his liar master is a big liar?
"By the way, I'm a little confused when I'm old. Fan Daoyou, you don't know me as an old Taoist, right?" The white-bearded old Taoist stroked his beard and continued: "The old Taoist name Yang Yizi was a wandering Taoist when he was young! He was imprisoned later. Long County has settled down and has taken in two little Taoist boys.”

Yang Yizi, Fan Wu has a little impression of this dao name, but not much.

In memory, the liar master mentioned this dao name.

He remembered the liar master, and seemed to shy away from this Taoist priest named Yang Yizi.

It may be that the liar master knows that Yang Yizi has the real thing, and he doesn't want to have too much contact with the other party.

Otherwise, once the stuffing is revealed...

I'm about to sit in prison!
"Amitabha, Niubi...cough cough! Daoist Yang Yizi, have you found any clues?" The fat, big-eared, and open-mouthed abbot of Jinlong Temple came over.

He looks rather naive and fat, and at first glance he is quite kind.

But who would have thought that such an abbot of Jinlong Temple was once a horse bandit in the mountains!
Yang Yizi was not angry, he seemed to be an old acquaintance with the abbot of Jinlong Temple.

Already accustomed to the other party's vulgar language.

He expressed his guess.

When he heard Yang Yizi's speculation, the abbot of Jinlong Temple frowned.

But after hearing that Fan Wu agreed...

His eyebrows stretched.

The abbot of Jinlong Temple held the Buddhist beads and suddenly realized: "It turns out that someone is playing tricks... This Taoist Fan of the Prisoner Dragon Temple also thinks so! The truth of the matter may be like this. Damn, the true disciple of the old heavenly master is Awesome! Much better than a group of idiots in Laozi Temple!"

"Abbot..." The monk reminded weakly.

"Amitabha~"

"..."

Fan Wu: "?"

For a moment, Fan Wu really wanted to screw off the heads of all these people, and then open their brains to see what kind of strange structure was inside.

"Fan Daoyou, what do you think should be done next?" Yang Yizi had just finished speaking.

Almost everyone present focused their attention on Fan Wu.

Fan Wuren is numb!

If the tricky things that happened in the county government cannot be resolved, He Caisheng will not be able to get the reward promised by the prison magistrate of Long County.

If you can't get the reward, it means that you have to run around and spend only a dozen taels of silver.

He originally wanted to take advantage of the water, let others solve this matter, and let him sit back and enjoy the success.

But who knew... these guys actually took him as the backbone!
Whether it is a monk or a Taoist priest present.

Everyone thinks that Fan Wu is very powerful.

Gan!
The root of all evil is still that master liar!
"Where is the place where the evidence is stored in the county government?" Fan Wu took a deep breath, and instead of answering Yang Yizi, he asked this question.

Yang Yizi was stunned, but still replied: "Before entering the county government, the old Taoist asked the magistrates and the others, and they told us all the locations of the county government. The place where the county government stores evidence is in the east. In a storeroom, it’s called Jiage Warehouse.”

"Take me to have a look." Fan Wu wanted to see if the shackles were still there.

When he arrived at the Jiage warehouse, Fan Wu glanced at the lock on the door.

An unceremonious kick kicked up.

Bang! ! ! !

The huge noise startled everyone, only to see that the thick gate of Jiageku was kicked out by Fan Wu!

The iron lock hanging on the door showed a twisted posture.

Looking at the two door panels lying down a few steps away, the abbot of Jinlong Temple swallowed his saliva and murmured in shock: "Damn... if this kick falls on me, it will kick my soul away. "

Fan Wu didn't pay attention to the monk's soliloquy.

He went straight into the cabinet.

Then, I saw a pair of familiar shackles lying quietly on a wooden shelf in the shelf.

The shackles were not taken away?

Fan Wu frowned.

According to Liu Butou, the other party encountered something strange not long after he brought the shackles back to the county government.

Then think of the weird inscriptions on the shackles.

That means that the occurrence of the deceitful incident has an inseparable relationship with this pair of shackles.

"Fan Daoyou, are you watching...huh?" Yang Yizi came up, and before he finished speaking, his eyes were attracted by the shackles.

"This thing... has such a strong evil spirit!" Yang Yizi said in shock.

"Do you recognize it?" Fan Wu turned his head and asked.

Yang Yizi shook his head, and replied: "The old Taoist doesn't recognize it, but the inscriptions on it look very evil. It must be some kind of crooked evil spirit, and it was written on it."

Fan Wu asked again: "The county government officials didn't tell you about the shackles last night?"

Yang Yizi was taken aback, then shook his head.

The same is true for the abbot of Jinlong Temple.

Fan Wu: "..."

The county government is really a bunch of wine bags and rice bags!

If you don't tell these monks and priests about such a crucial matter, you won't be afraid that if you are not careful, you will kill these monks and Taoists.

resignedly.

He could only tell what happened last night in the simplest terms.

After listening, Yang Yizi and the abbot of Jinlong Temple...

They were all lost in thought.

……

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(End of this chapter)