Chapter 182 Leaving the Temple (Added update for Alliance Leader Guangming Island’s Silent Hill)
“Oh, Junior Brother Zhou Qing, you just hit me too hard.”
Fa Jingkan The lay disciples on the scene who were trembling and reluctant to pick up weapons and practice again said to Fu Qingzhou.
But even though he said this, his eyes were full of appreciation and admiration.
Fu Qingzhou snorted: "These guys don't know what's good or bad... I came to learn martial arts just to avoid being bullied. If I'm being ridden on my head and shitting and peeing here, why should I learn to play ball?"
Fajing didn't say anything. He chuckled and said, "Yes, with this kind of mind, you can achieve great things."
He patted Fu Qingzhou on the shoulder: "In the afternoon, you lay disciples all have to do some chores for the temple. Since you He is their boss, and you can choose those jobs yourself, so I don’t care.”
After that, he walked away leisurely with his hands behind his back.
These words did not have much profound meaning, but Fu Qingzhou’s eyes lit up when he heard it!
Do you choose what kind of work you want to do...
He smiled and glanced at everyone who was still practicing.
Everyone who was swept away by him was shocked, and their whole bodies were covered with chills.
"䱱."
Fu Qingzhou pointed at someone casually: "Come here."
The man was startled, and subconsciously made a sad face, but he obviously felt that This was not good, so I forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and came running down the path: "Brother Qing, do you have any instructions?"
"Don't look like you're going to die, I won't eat you."
Fu Qingzhou said carelessly: "Let me ask you, what kind of work do we usually do in the afternoon?"
>"Oh, ask this!" The man breathed a sigh of relief: "There are quite a few, let me think about it..."
He counted them on his fingers: "Clean toilets, sweep leaves, feed pigs, give Fertilizing and watering the fields, fetching water, purchasing, distributing cultivation resources to the brothers, uh, and..."
"Stop, stop," Fu Qingzhou stopped him: "I'm just asking you, which one is better. Relaxed and oily? ”
"Oh~"
The man suddenly showed a clear look, and said with a smile: "Of course it is purchasing, and also distributing cultivation resources to the senior brothers."
"Like purchasing , we just need to go to the temple to get the list and money, and then we can have fun outside the temple all afternoon. As long as we buy the things on the list and send them back before dinner, we will be done!"
"In the meantime... ...Hehe, of course you can do whatever you want."
Fu Qingzhou nodded with satisfaction and touched his chin: "What about distributing training resources?"
The man smiled and said: "It's the same! After getting the list, just send the things to the senior brothers. This job is very easy. Although there is no money to be made, you can build a good relationship with the senior brothers. Ah! Maybe if you learn more skills, you will be better in the future!"
Fu Qingzhou nodded lightly.
Of course he doesn’t really want to make money, but wants to leave the temple.
There are no mobile phones or walkie-talkies these days, and there are very few people who know spells. I am only in the second level of spiritual orifice, and there are very few things I can do with talismans...
If you want to exchange intelligence information with your companions, you still have to leave the temple.
Asking a few more questions is just to avoid others being suspicious.
"Yes, then I will be responsible for purchasing from now on."
Fu Qingzhou smiled with satisfaction: "Damn it, I was so scared last night when I heard that the temple was closed. , It’s good to be able to go out, this temple is empty and there are no women, it’s so boring.”
As soon as this sentence came out, no one dared to disagree.
As for who originally did the purchasing, it no longer matters.
During the meal that day, the tables of lay disciples were extremely quiet. No one dared to move until Fu Qingzhou took off his chopsticks, which made the other monks in the hall a little confused...
Who has not moved on from this step? Most of those who came here came from rough and treacherous backgrounds. When did we become so "military disciplined"?
After dinner, Fu Qingzhou followed the instructions of the lay disciples and went to the warehouse to get the list, then walked out of the temple in a big way. The items on the list are quite simple, nothing more than iron embryos of some medicinal materials.
This temple has its own fields and livestock, and there are not many people. It is basically self-sufficient. There is no need to buy ordinary rice, cabbage, chickens, ducks, etc. , these things are obviously used to refine medicine and forge weapons.
After leaving the temple gate, Fu Qingzhou finally let out a long sigh of relief.
From the time he entered the temple at dusk yesterday to the time he left the temple at noon today, it was not even a day, but his shoulders seemed to be bearing a huge pressure.
One wrong step on an errand can lead to an abyss!
“I think you’re quite good at doing this.”
The smoker’s head popped up at this time: “You see, you were pretending to be a secret agent of Mingjiange in Wandu Mountain before. I feel like a fish in water, and now I can pretend to be a butcher, why not go to an opera?”
"My name is undercover! Do you understand undercover?" Fu Qingzhou said disdainfully: "Infernal Affairs, have you heard of it?"
Fanyin Temple is actually not far from the nearest town.
Dongxuan Lake is a very big lake. Such a lake can feed many, many people.
Before Fanyin Temple closed, perhaps it was still a popular temple.
Leaving the temple and walking for less than two-quarters of an hour, we arrived at the nearest fishing tea town.
The town lives up to its name. It is bordered by Dongxuan Lake in the front and supports half of the population with fishery. It is bordered by the Tea Mountain in the back and supports the other half with tea.
When Fu Qingzhou came to the town, he was not in a hurry to buy. Instead, he wandered around the town first.
Although he was sure that no one was following him, he still walked around carefully for a few laps just to be on the safe side.
After confirming that there was no tail behind him, he quietly got into a brothel.
A place where fish and dragons are mixed together, and people from all three religions and nine sects come and go, has always been the best place for information exchange...
The madam came up to meet her, but before she could speak, Fu Qingzhou smiled and handed over a silver coin, and said softly: "The smoke is curling, the sword shadows are thick, where can I find the same heart, but I can hear the sound of the bell moving."
"Ah..."
The old madam's originally philistine smile changed, and she lowered her voice: "It turns out to be the young master, please come here."
Although it was only afternoon, in the brothel It was impossible for the lights to be bright and the people to sing, but some idle guests had already arrived, not too many and not too many, each in the corner, laughing and drinking with the girls in a low voice.
Fu Qingzhou followed the madam through the crowd and came to the third floor.
"Young master, this is it."
The old bustard whispered: "Please come in."
Pushing the door open and walking in, there was a fat figure wearing a plain silk dress on his back. Standing facing the door, looking out the window and shaking a paper fan.
The old bustard closed the door behind him, and Fu Qingzhou grinned: "Master Zhao, I'm here."
"I entered the temple last night and came here today..."
The man turned around, it was Zhao Hao.
He closed the paper fan with a snap and looked at Fu Qingzhou with still disdainful eyes: "You couldn't pretend and escaped, right?"
Fu Qingzhou laughed out loud. He sat down at the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Okay."
He said with a sly smile: "You can't stand me, and I don't like you very much. Let's get it done quickly, so there's no need to talk to each other. Having a bad mouth makes you feel like you are hurting your friends.”
As soon as he said this, Zhao Hao smiled: "Yes, I think so too."
He clapped his palms with a paper fan and said softly: "Let's talk about it first, you saw it in the temple What?”
(End of this chapter)