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Luo Lingwei and the others could understand why this old woman hated that group of monks so much. After all, the previous generation's abbot was merciful and helped the people of the village to lead a better life, which was why the people of the village thought so highly of the 'Enlightening Mind Temple'. However, according to this generation of monks, if they acted in such a reckless manner, the people of the village would not believe them anymore in a few years.

"Old man, then why are these monks trying to trick us? Are no one going to expose them?" Little Qing, who was at the side, couldn't help but interrupt and ask.

"Hai." The old woman sighed, "Why are no one blaming them? There are a few young men in our village who went to argue with these monks, but they were all unsuccessful." I heard that this generation's abbot would learn some magic spells and come down every three months to do some magic chores to pray for blessings. In that case, the monks on the mountain would come down in two days to do things. Sigh, when the time comes for these monks to eat the pear, pear, and green vegetables and rice, it would be us villagers who would pay for it. "

Luo Lingwei nodded her head and said, "However, just now I saw those crops around the village that were growing very well. It seems that this place should also be a harvest every year, but I don't know why Aunt Wang is still worried?"

After these words were said, Aunt Wang helplessly sighed: "Ai, this customer is unknown to you. In the past, our Hanged Armor Village was famous for its wealth within a radius of several dozen miles, and we had a plentiful harvest every year. My small courtyard was also built by my husband when he was young. But all these years, the monks on this mountain took advantage of the situation and almost all of our village's land was turned into temple fields.

Almost half of our village's land now belongs to the Bright Heart Temple on the mountain. Every year, after paying taxes and offering incense to the temple, there is only a little grain left in every household. If they were to encounter such a disaster, they would probably starve to death.

"Then will the villagers be willing to give them the land?" Luo Lingwei was not only curious.

"Hai." Almost every few days, these monks will send people down the mountain to talk about the sutras, tell people about the benefits of offering worship to the Buddha, tell people about the hardships of their lives, and how they will be able to be reborn and have a good family background in the next life. Furthermore, every winter, he would pretend to be eating porridge. "These people are acting like they're crazy. These grains are obviously their own, but now they're lining up in front of their porridge like beggars. Sigh, what's wrong with this world?"

After Aunt Wang finished speaking, Luo Lingwei could be considered to have understood the whole situation. This village was originally a prosperous village, but after being deceived by the divine sticks descending from the mountain, it became like this in the end.

They chatted for a while. It was already late in the night and the group had gone to rest.

As the courtyard was rather small, it only had three rooms. Usually, this widowed old lady would sleep in the larger main room, but since Luo Lingwei had come today, she moved to the east room to rest. At this time, Luo Lingwei took Little Green and Little White to rest on the big bed, while Little Poria accompanied the old lady to rest in the east wing, while Zhang Long and Zhao Hu slept near the barn in the west wing.

Deep into the night, Zhang Long suddenly heard a sound. At first, he thought it was a sound made by a horse, but upon closer inspection, he realized that something was wrong.

Zhang Long didn't say anything. Instead, he pinched the sleeping Zhao Hu beside him. Zhao Hu woke up and didn't say anything. The two of them had been Ye Lianhe's personal bodyguards for many years. Coupled with their experiences while they were out in the martial arts world, this experience was now fully displayed.

In order to prevent someone from stealing and assassinating Luo Lingwei during the night, the two of them had been sleeping in the same robe. The two of them quietly stood up and reached for the sabre leaning against the bed. They crouched down in front of the door and leaned against the windowsill to listen to the sound of breathing. When Zhao Hu peeked through the window to peek through the window, he found that someone was secretly untying the reins.

Seeing this, the two of them pushed the door open and walked out. Zhang Long walked up and kicked the man over. The man cried out in pain and fell to the ground. Zhao Hu quickly went to the barn to calm the frightened horses.

At this moment, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from under the wall. Zhao Hu knew that something was wrong and hurriedly ran out of the courtyard. However, he only saw a figure running far away.

He originally wanted to go after her, but unfortunately, everyone was asleep at this time. Zhao Hu thought he couldn't disturb Luo Lingwei's rest, and since they were leaving tomorrow morning, he didn't think that there would be any problems so he didn't go after her.

When they returned to the barn, Zhao Hu saw that Zhang Long had already tied the horse thief with a rope, so the two of them carried him back to the house.

In order to prevent this person from shouting and disturbing Luo Lingwei, the two of them stuffed this horse thief's mouth shut.

After carrying him back to the room, the two of them felt a little tired, so they tied him to a pillar, closed the doors and windows, and rested.

The next day, Xiaoqing and Xiaobai brought Xiaoliu to prepare breakfast. Zhang Long and Zhao Hu also woke up. The person that had been tied to the beam post last night was still sleeping soundly.

However, at this moment, when the sun had risen, the duo realized that the person before them was a bald monk.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu thought back to last night's conversation with Aunt Wang. Seeing this unscrupulous monk, they became angry and slapped him on the forehead, shouting, "Wake up, you bald donkey, you have guts!" You actually dared to steal from your grandfather! "

At this moment, when the monk woke up and saw the ferocious duo, although he was somewhat flustered, there was no trace of fear in him.

He looked at the two of them and sneered, proclaiming his buddhist title.

"Amitabha!"

The monk looked at the two and smiled: "The two benefactors look unfamiliar, but they don't seem to be from the neighboring houses."

Zhao Hu rolled his eyes and said, "Can you control it? What does it have to do with you? "But you, tell me, why did you steal my horse and me during the night?"

However, the monk laughed at him and said: "Stealing your horses? "What a joke, this horse belongs to my Enlightenment Heart Temple, and this humble monk is …"

Before this monk could finish his words, he suddenly slapped him across the face, causing golden stars to appear before his eyes.

Zhao Hu saw that the monk was getting more and more outrageous and was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, so he slapped him.

"Tell the truth, why did you steal our horses last night?" Zhang Long asked.

"This horse is my temple."

"Pa!" Yet another mouth.

"Are you telling the truth?" Zhang Long was getting impatient.