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Li Lingsu simply stopped hiding it, "Sigh, my damn charm..."
By the way, the muskets have been obtained.
Xu Qi thought to himself, "It must be a gun-for-gun exchange, bullet-for-bullet exchange, a perfectly fair exchange."
"Brother Xu, Brother Chu, when shall we set off for Sanhua Temple?"
"No rush, let the bullets fly for a while." Xu Qi'an took a leisurely sip of porridge.
"Bullets?" Li Lingsu and Chu Yuanzhen didn't understand.
"That means the news needs to be spread further."
A military camp.
A young general clad in scale armor led a troop of soldiers out of the camp.
A dozen or so soldiers and officials chased after him in a chaotic mess.
They came not to follow, but to offer advice.
"Commander Li, you can't leave the camp without permission, the Commander-in-Chief will be furious!"
The young man's black, glossy horse snorted loudly, accompanied by the young man's arrogant voice.
"What nonsense is he talking about! I've stumbled upon a golden opportunity this time, stepping into the extraordinary realm in one fell swoop. Let him try to punish me!"
"Even if I come back empty-handed, I can just quit the army. I'm a fourth-rank official; I can live a life of luxury anywhere!"
As he spoke, the young garrison commander, accompanied by his personal guards, sped away.
Sanhua Temple.
As the false rumors about Li Miaozhen spread, more and more martial arts practitioners gathered at Sanhua Temple.
The conflict between the martial arts figures and the monks in the temple is becoming increasingly serious.
No one was killed; the heroes of the martial arts world shouted and provoked outside the temple, but did not launch a full-scale attack.
The Western Region warrior monks stood in formation at the temple gate, confronting the wealthy merchants from Leizhou.
The main hall of Sanhua Temple.
The abbot, Monk Panlong, was discussing the matter with the elders.
"The Golden Eagle Heroine Li Miaozhen has actually spread rumors and stirred up trouble; she is utterly despicable!"
"There are already four or five hundred people in front of the temple, and the number is still growing."
"They're all martial arts figures; we can't get rid of them. What should we do with them?"
The current conflict between the two sides was unexpected by the monks, who had assumed that the Heavenly King would mobilize his army.
After all, dragon energy is very important to the Great Feng Dynasty, so it's normal for them to mobilize troops.
If that were the case, the Buddhist sect Aranya could even use this as a pretext to break the alliance and attack Dafeng.
The main force of the Fengtian clique is still in the Northeast, so there is still an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
However, this happened after the two sides had completely broken off relations, and the relationship between the two countries has not yet reached its worst point.
To everyone's surprise, the Leizhou Garrison's army did not arrive, and a large number of martial arts figures gathered in front of the temple.
Matters of the martial world should be settled within the martial world itself. Even if the Great Feng Dynasty secretly encourages it, it will never admit it openly.
"Since we can't drive them away, then we'll slay the demons and eliminate the evil!"
Not long after, Xu Qi'an, Li Lingsu, and Chu Yuanzhen, mingling with the Shuangdaomen's group, also arrived at Sanhua Temple.
As the "culprit" in this incident, Li Miaozhen is unable to appear in public.
The temple was crowded with people from all walks of life, some chatting, some resting with their eyes closed, and some even drinking and gambling.
At this moment, Wenren Qianrou led the Leizhou Chamber of Commerce delegation over gracefully.
The way she looked at Li Lingsu was incredibly tender.
"Li Lang, my two benefactors."
Xu Qi'an and Chu Yuanzhen nodded solemnly, while Li Ling subconsciously bared her teeth.
Wenren Qianrou was a female martial artist, and fighting with female martial artists was always a bittersweet experience, which was somewhat unbearable for this Taoist priest.
He had a feeling that he might have to take his clothes off again.
"Miss Wenren, how is the situation?" Xu Qi'an asked politely.
“The monks are very powerful and have already injured many heroes. No one has been able to enter the Sanhua Temple yet.”
“This place is very close to the Western Regions. The Sanhua Temple has been running rampant for many years, and the government doesn’t want to provoke them.”
"Several years ago, the area suffered a disaster, and the people were starving. The monks of Sanhua Temple did not engage in production and could hardly survive."
"They went out to beg for alms, and hundreds of pilgrims gave away their entire fortunes to support the donation of over a thousand kilograms of grain."
"The monks in the temple survived, but many of the worshippers starved to death."
This is the essence of Buddhism: first cultivate oneself, then help others.
Chu Yuanzhen said angrily, "This matter violates the law and is not in accordance with the covenant between Buddhism and the Great Feng."
Wenren Qianrou nodded. "The provincial governor at the time only gave a symbolic reprimand and did not impose any punishment. The Leizhou government cannot afford to offend the Buddhist sect, and the Great Feng has always been cautious in dealing with disputes with powerful neighbors on the border."
"If something serious happens, the court might not necessarily turn against the West, but then the provincial governor will be sacrificed."
At that moment, shouts and curses came from near the temple gate; a fight had broken out.
A local martial artist from Leizhou, wielding a long spear, was struck on the head by a flurry of blows from the head by the monks of Sanhua Temple.
The warrior's eyes were unfocused, his skull was cracked, and blood streamed down his face.
A fierce-looking monk, wielding a long staff, held the corpse of a gun-wielding warrior and threw it into the crowd.
After a long standoff, someone still lost their life.
Following the abbot's orders, Sanhua Temple was to "slay demons and eliminate evil spirits."
"Bald monk, how dare you kill people in broad daylight!"
"Hmph!" The fierce monk slammed his long staff into the ground, showing no sign of weakness.
He scanned the crowd and then unleashed the Buddhist Lion's Roar.
"You dare to force your way into Sanhua Temple and steal Buddhist treasures, you deserve to die!"
"Our Buddha is merciful and will not kill indiscriminately. Those of you who wish to enter the temple must pass through our demon-subduing formation!"
"You stinking monk!" the local heroes cursed angrily. "What kind of broken formation is this! One person against nine, how can you possibly win! Shameless!"
The fierce monk's voice boomed like thunder, "If you can't break it, then get lost!"
The monks' postures made it seem as if this were Buddhist territory.
The warriors of Leizhou all brandished their weapons, and the conflict between the two sides escalated.
Xu Qi'an squeezed to the front, feigning confusion.
"Venerable masters, what great treasures does your temple possess?"
The head monk replied, "The pagoda has recently reached the completion of its construction; besides that, what other treasures could there be?"
"If that's all there is to it, then why won't you let us in?" Xu Qi'an asked again.
The leading monk was getting impatient. "What's it to you? You're just a mere martial artist, what do you know about treasures?"
What a shameless monk!
It is clearly the Great Feng Dragon Qi attached to the pagoda, how did it become your treasure?
Chapter 401 Bai Ji Seeks Refuge! Chaos at Sanhua Temple!
Braised river shrimp, fried dough twists, and Suhe meatballs...
Chu Caiwei sat on a bench, swinging her legs, enjoying the local delicacies near Sanhua Temple.
Because we are close to the border, the food is different from that in the heart of Dafeng, but the girl in the yellow dress can still enjoy the delicacies.
"Hello, does Li Tianwang live here?" A sweet, childlike voice, as clear as a silver bell, came from the window.
Chu Caiwei, holding a braised river shrimp, curiously opened the window.
A fluffy, snow-white fox sat on the windowsill, its bright, black pearl-like eyes watching her.
The little fox is exquisitely small, with a miniature leather bag hanging around its neck.
Chu Caiwei's clear eyes began to sparkle with admiration. What an adorable little thing.
"What are you? Can you eat you?"
The little fox saw the food on Chu Caiwei's table and drooled all over the floor. "I'm a fox demon! I can eat! I can eat a lot!"
"Oh, then come in." Chu Caiwei let the little fox in and then closed the window.
With a "hee-hee," the little fox leaped from the windowsill into the house with a push of its four short legs.
Chu Caiwei's gaze followed the little fox demon.