I am a fairy in the world of mortals

Chapter 19 Right and wrong come to the door
Those who help themselves will be helped.

Li Lang is not a kind-hearted and innocent young man. Before time travel, he was a third-generation rich man who was hated by everyone. Even though he has never used wealth to bully good people, for most people, his extravagance is a kind of luxury in itself. Intangible offense and hatred.

Even if it was Lu Qi and Mingbi's motivation, it was not the main reason for him to stand up and memorize a poem.

The purpose of this operation is nothing more than to save others, harm others, and benefit oneself.

The one who rescued people was naturally Ruan Xiaoqing. Although she was a lonely person, she still had pride, so she knew Li Shumin's intention, but she still subconsciously avoided the flying money.

Of course, it didn't matter whether she hid or not. Li Shumin's intention was to use her life to scuttle the boat. If one plan failed, he would naturally have another plan.

When someone hurts someone, the one who is hurt is of course Li Shumin, a naughty guy. This guy Li Lang doesn't like, and ruining his good deeds makes Li Lang feel good.

For self-interest, Li Lang benefited from the sanctification event in the Zhaitang, so he looked for an opportunity to repeat it, and this was a great opportunity.

Li Lang didn't know whether ordinary practitioners would value false reputations, but the monks of Qingyang Temple must be valued.

Whether it is a centenary monk or a monk from Huangquan, these two titles are manifestations of the emphasis on 'reputation'.

Three thousand taels of silver is a lot of money, but when it comes to consumption, it's really not much.

Thinking of three thousand taels, the look Li Lang looked at Li Shumin became even more unkind.

Eighteen thousand taels... In exchange for a life, this guy is willing to smash a ship.

Thinking of this, Li Lang stepped on the box containing gold.

"What do you mean?" Li Shumin was staring at Li Lang fiercely, but now that he noticed Li Lang's behavior, he became even more angry.

If several of his men hadn't been knocked down by Lu Qi and were lying on the deck rolling and wailing, he wouldn't be as simple as saying harsh words.

"Pencil polishing fee!" Li Lang said with a smile.

Then he took off the camouflaging hat on his head, revealing his shiny, smooth forehead.

"Monk? Qingyang Temple?" Li Shumin exclaimed.

"Not bad!" Li Lang confirmed.

Li Shumin suppressed the shock and anger in her heart and lowered her voice: "Qingyang Temple cannot be unreasonable. You can't... you can't destroy my place and take my money."

"This is not what a monk should do!"

"Hahaha...!" Li Lang raised his head and laughed, looking very wild.

"This is the case at our Qingyang Temple. If you have any questions, do you dare to question the abbot and temple supervisor of my Qingyang Temple?" Li Lang was very skilled at using power to bully others.

He is indeed just a novice monk who has just entered the monastery, and has not even been formally tonsured.

But Li Shumin didn't know.

The king of hell is easy to mess with, but the little devil is difficult to deal with.

At this time, it’s hard to say who is whose kid.

"This...good! Good! Good! You have the guts!"

Li Shumin wanted to leave like this, but he was really reluctant to part with a box of five hundred taels of gold.

I was willing to invest before because there was a return and it was all an investment.

Now that it was about to be wasted, he didn't want to keep even a tael of silver.

"These are... Anyway, I hope you won't get too hot when you take them!" After continuing to say harsh words, Li Shumin awkwardly greeted his men who had lost their hands and feet. He also called a few onlookers to watch the excitement, helped collect the money, and helped each other. He got off the boat and left in embarrassment.

When the boat drifted away, there was a lot of discussion on the boat.

Lu Qi walked up to Li Lang and said, "Tsk! He just ran away with his tail between his legs. I thought he would be tougher."

"Why is it so tough? I couldn't beat him again and again, and my face was completely lost." "But this matter definitely doesn't end with him. His money is not all his own, and his father is not simple either. Naturally, they don’t dare to rush to Qingyang Temple to embarrass us, but if they want to disgust us, there are many ways." Liu Dingfang said.

The old bustard, who was kneeling on the ground like a dead dog, was completely alive at this time.

Not only did he greet the turtle slaves and bring out good wine and food, he also served the guests on the boat and pointed them at them to publicize today's events.

Turning his head, he squeezed his old face into a flower and walked towards Li Lang and others with a smile.

"I wonder whose young master has such talent and knowledge? It turns out he is the master of Qingyang Temple!"

"Master Huikong from your temple is also a frequent visitor to my Yuxiang Painting Boat. Please come in and take a seat. I will call the girls to wait on you." The old bustard was greedy and caught this big fish Li Lang. How could he Are you willing to just let it go?

Not only did he call back Ruan Xiaoqing, who was about to become famous as the owner of Yuxiang Painting Boat, he changed his clothes and went out to have wine with Li Lang.

He also called out the most skilled boat girl in the boat, as well as the singer and piano player with excellent music skills, and accompanied him.

A meal filled with white waves and a faint fragrance filled the hall.

Li Lang and the others had enough to eat, and their stomachs were full.

It’s true that he can only dry rub. Li Lang is only thirteen or fourteen years old from a physical point of view since he traveled through time!
Although the young eagle spreads its wings and hates the sky, but for long-term considerations, now is the time to consolidate the foundation and cultivate the source. If you use it too early, it will be easy to be stereotyped.

You can’t lower your potential just for the sake of temporary happiness!

After returning home from their excitement, under Ruan Xiaoqing's reluctant eyes, the four of them left in a small boat and returned to Qingyang Temple.

After finishing the evening classes that day, they all returned to the dormitory and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, I was suddenly woken up by a banging on the door.

"Who is it?" Lu Qi shouted impatiently.

Mingbi obediently got up and opened the door.

Two great monks burst in carrying lanterns.

Behind him were several yamen policemen wearing soap-red yamen uniforms with black bottoms and black iron and white patterned claws and teeth crowns.

"Get up! Something happened to you guys!" shouted a great monk.

Li Lang and others sat up when they heard the sound.

Their eyes crossed and they both thought of the five hundred taels of gold placed under the bed.

Although I thought that Li Shumin was unlikely to be so strong, and Qingyang Temple shouldn't take this matter seriously, there was no need to panic when the real thing was coming.

There's always some reasoning.

"Senior Brother Zhao! What happened?" Li Lang asked the great monk he knew.

The great monks of the Xixinyuan are all outer disciples who have not achieved any magical powers in their old age. They manage and operate the temple in trivial matters on weekdays, and are often distinguished from the young novices who are still struggling.

There are also many among them who are jealous and hateful towards the talented young monks.

The senior brother Zhao whom Li Lang knew was quite friendly in this regard, and he mostly communicated with the novice monks on weekdays.

Senior Brother Zhao said: "There was a murder case in Yangzhou Mansion. Li Lingshi's family was brutally killed at home in the middle of the night today, and the heads were separated. Someone saw you on the boat during the day and had an affair with the second son of the Li family, so the Yamen I came here specifically to invite you to ask questions.”

After a pause, Senior Brother Zhao continued: "If you didn't do it, please explain everything clearly, and we at Qingyang Temple will definitely not let anyone falsely accuse you."

Another great monk next to him sneered: "It's not like I have never seen such behavior before. I have learned some rudimentary kung fu and relied on the majesty of Qingyang Temple to show off my ferocity outside."

"But they don't know that our Qingyang Temple is an orthodox Buddhist sect and will never protect bandits!"

Lu Qi suddenly interrupted: "Isn't that right! The orthodox Buddhism I know often advises people to put down their butcher's knives and become a Buddha immediately. There are anti-kings who support them, and there are even more gangsters."

(End of this chapter)