Chapter 27 I Don't Know
The vehicle was driving steadily on the road, and the interior was silent. Even the air-conditioning vents seemed to have taken mute medicine for breakfast and eaten it until their stomachs were full.
Lu Zhi glanced at the passengers in the rearview mirror. The boss had his eyes closed, seemingly preoccupied. Master Qin, chin propped up on one hand, dozed off against the window.
Something felt strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Lu Zhi began to let his thoughts wander.
Could it be that he discovered my investigation into Master Qin a while ago and had a falling out with the boss? No, they weren't familiar with each other. Or maybe he didn't pay me for saving Second Young Master Teng last time? That shouldn't be the case. The boss is very generous. That can't be the reason...
"Turn left at the next intersection and go to Siyun Village." Qin Qinsen suddenly spoke, interrupting Lu Zhi's wild imagination.
"Turn right."
The two seemed to be competing, neither of them opening their eyes. One sat upright, leaning against the back of the chair, while the other crossed his legs, looking relaxed.
"Tsk, how can you work without buying things? Others throw talismans and blood when they encounter evil spirits, but do you want me to throw you out? Go to Siyun Village."
"Ning'an Temple is a thousand-year-old temple. Turn right."
Sure enough, saying it was resolved was a lie. Qin Qinsen changed his posture. Ning'an Temple was in City G, and it would take two and a half hours to get there if there was no traffic. At their current speed, they could barely get there before lunch.
If we hurry, we can even have a special meal in City G. While he was daydreaming, Teng Su suddenly spoke:
"The wooden box was brought by my grandfather's great-grandmother and was originally used to store jewelry. It's said that every time an elderly person in the family passed away, the box would crack. Each time, someone would come to repair it. By the time my grandmother passed away, the box had been repaired beyond recognition."
Maybe you mean, bling?
Qin Qinsen did not forget what the wooden box looked like the last time he saw it - dark red gems surrounded by broken diamonds. He had to wear sunglasses when walking in the sun while holding the box.
It seemed that Teng Su had no intention of talking to Qin Qinsen and continued talking to himself.
"Master Fahui examined it and found that not only the gold bracelet, but the entire wooden box was extremely ominous. Anyone who came into contact with it would surely die. Therefore, Ning'an Temple arranged many rituals and chanted sutras and prayed for blessings day and night."
"It's useless." Qin Qinsen's eyes flashed with a cold light. "That thing has stained human life and swallowed up countless sorrows and hatreds. Unless a hundred thousand enlightened monks chant sutras together to save the soul, it will basically be ineffective in the short term."
Teng Su nodded, explained the basic situation, and then continued to close his eyes and rest until the car drove into Ning'an Temple. There was no more communication between the two.
Although Ning'an Temple boasts a thousand-year-old reputation, it has undergone countless renovations and expansions through the passing of dynasties and countless wars. Previously, Qin Qinsen had only heard of it, but today, taking advantage of the opportunity to "do business" and step into the temple, he was secretly delighted and decided to take this opportunity to explore it thoroughly.
Unfortunately, as soon as I opened the car door, I heard a noise.
"Why can they drive in?! You're a Buddhist temple, and you're still dividing people by class?" The sweaty man in sunglasses was very dissatisfied. Why can they only park at the foot of the mountain and climb up step by step, without even a shuttle bus? And these people can ride in million-dollar luxury cars, enjoy the air conditioning, and travel comfortably all the way.
"Amitabha, I don't know." The young monk who was cleaning the aisle was suddenly grabbed by the back of the collar and questioned, but there was no trace of panic on his face.
The friend next to the man in sunglasses was furious. "Tell me, how much can I pay for a parking space for you?"
As he spoke, he actually took out a bank card and waved it at the little monk. "See? This is a black gold card. You name a price. I want to see how much the exclusive access to the thousand-year-old temple costs."
"Amitabha, I don't know."
"You little monk, what's the point of staying here when you don't know anything!" The man in sunglasses pushed him away roughly and was about to leave.
Qin Qinsen took two quick steps and caught the person who was falling backwards. "This is a peaceful place for Buddhism. If you don't want to come, you can leave. Is the young master okay?"
"Amitabha, I don't know."
Just as he was about to retort, he heard the little monk say the same thing again. The man in sunglasses immediately laughed and said, "Hahahaha, come and see there's a stupid monk in Ning'an Temple."
His friend was no less sceptical, "Tsk, he's such a fool, no wonder he said 'I don't know, I don't know'."
It was lunchtime, so the temple was deserted. A few tourists occasionally passed by, but most simply bowed their heads and made their way quickly, avoiding any further ado. Two young students were happily chatting when this incident occurred. One of them hurried to find the temple administrator, while the remaining girl stood in front of the man in sunglasses, shielding the young monk behind her.
"Do you have any manners? What are you yelling about here?" Su Xiao has a neat short hair. Because she is going to climb a mountain today, she specially wore a sports suit and carried a backpack. She looks young and beautiful and very eye-catching.
Normally, the man in sunglasses and his friend would have whistled at Su Xiao long ago, but at this moment, the beauty clearly disagreed with them. The man in sunglasses immediately darkened his face and slapped her.
"roll."
Just before he was about to touch Su Xiao, a huge force knocked him over. When he came to his senses, he was lying on his back on the stone road.
"Who the hell is meddling in other people's business!" The man in sunglasses struggled to get up, but was stepped on the stomach.
"You bully the weak with your strength, and you behave in a rude manner. You have a sloppy brow and cloudy eyes, and you are a despicable villain. Zhang Yifei, your retribution has come." He turned his head to avoid the punch, and before Qin Qinsen could make another move, Lu Zhi arrived and, with a standard grappling move, pinned the other accomplice to the ground.
"Bah, do you even know who I am?! Let me go now, or I'll make sure you're in big trouble!"
The man in sunglasses was just speaking harshly when he heard Su Xiao shout in surprise, "Here, here!"
"Even if the gods come, it's useless! Just wait for me..."
Su Xiao originally thought it was his roommate who called the police, and secretly thought that the police had good physical strength and could climb the mountain so quickly. Then he heard the person say, "Zhang Yifei, Zhang Dayong, you are suspected of fraud. The amount is huge. Come with us."
"Lidya Su, are you okay?" Roommate Lin Ningning ran out of breath. She finally found an old monk and hurried over with others. Unexpectedly, the scene was even more tense than when she left. Even the silver bracelet was revealed.
"It's okay, everyone is helping the young master~" Su Xiao was carefree, and there was no sign of panic from being almost beaten just now.
"Amitabha, I don't know, I don't know."
"He's saying thank you." Qin Qinsen explained to Su Xiao, leaving the two of them politely saying "I don't know" and "No need, no need" to each other.
He brushed off the nonexistent dust from his trouser legs and shifted his gaze to the old man standing shoulder to shoulder with Teng Su. "I believe you are Master Fahui. I have long admired you."
"Amitabha, thank you Master Qin for your help. I don't know why I haven't thanked Master Qin yet."
"No need, business is more important."
Teng Su originally thought that the "business" he was talking about was the Teng family's wooden box, but he saw the man turn around and say to Su Xiao, "If you want to stay alive, then hold a ritual at Ning'an Temple to pray for your soul to be reborn. Otherwise, the ghost will haunt you and you will die sooner or later."
"How can someone flirt with someone like that? That's nonsense." Lin Ningning said angrily, "Xiaoxiao, let's go. Don't pay any attention to him."
Lidya Su lowered his head, making it difficult to see his expression. He staggered slightly under Lin Ningning's pull.
"Amitabha, I don't know."
The little monk standing by suddenly stood in front of the two of them, blocking their way.
"Give Master Buzhi a chance to thank him." Qin Qinsen folded his arms across his chest, seemingly relaxed, but with a serious expression. "Don't think that burning the tablet will solve the problem. It will only anger him."
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