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"No matter whether they exist or not, they don't need." Qian Cangyi did not prove to answer Qian Jiangyue's question. "Moreover, this kind of thing doesn't matter at all, no matter who the final profit is, it has nothing to do with us."

After hearing Qian Cangyi's words, Qian Jiangyue chose to remain silent. He gently fiddled with the incense burner in front of the Tota Luohan statue.

After a while, he said to Qian Cangyi: "Give me Xiang, I don't want to look for it anymore."

"What are you doing?" Qian Cangyi asked Qian Jiangyue with two inferior incense sticks in his hand.

After receiving the incense, Qian Jiangyue directly inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner, and then kept stirring in the incense burner. Without turning twice, the incense broke. Then Qian Jiangyue threw the incense burner to the ground. At the same time, his behavior also attracted the attention of the guard monks. Although the popularity is not high, the Luohan Temple has 18 sculptures after all, and in terms of value, they are not much lower than the Guanyin Temple.

"What are you doing!" A young monk walked towards Qian Jiangyue, his face full of anger.

"Is it necessary?" Qian Cang asked with a frown.

"What are you worried about? We are now in the daytime." Qian Jiangyue moved his gaze to the monk's face.

After the monk rushed over, he pointed to Qian Jiangyue and said, "This gentleman, please don't do this, it will damage the things in our temple."

"These things of you are all fake." Qian Jiangyue took a step further and stood in front of the monk with a stronger aura.

"What is it?" The monk was stunned.

"He said that these Buddha statues have no effect at all." Qian Cang helped to explain.

"Sincere is spirit, this benefactor, even if you encounter something unsatisfactory, don't you need to do this? Moreover, the eighteen arhats of the Arhat Hall are mainly responsible for eliminating evil thoughts such as evil spirits, rather than fulfilling the wishes of the donor. "The monk tried to persuade Qian Jiangyue.

"What did you just say?" Qian Jiangyue asked loudly.

"I..." The monk felt that he had met a lunatic.

"Did you just say that the main duty of these arhats is to destroy evil spirits?" There was clearly a mistake, but judging from the momentum alone, Qian Jiangyue was still on the side that made sense.

"This gentleman, please don't make a fool of yourself. If this happens again, I will call a security guard." The monk tried to persuade him to no avail and threatened directly.

"Is it foolish, or are you simply cheating money?" Qian Jiangyue asked, "I have encountered a ghost, but these things did not protect me at all. You said, do you want to return the money to me? Let me give you an indecent one. For example, even if a prostitute wants to sell her body, she should satisfy the customer? This is the basic service. If even such a simple request cannot be met, then the customer should have the right to ask for a refund."

"You...you..." With strong words and insults, the monk could no longer calm down and called the security guard loudly.

"I can't sell things. Customers want a refund. Do you want to expel them by force? What is the difference between this behavior and a robber?" Qian Jiangyue pointed her right index finger to the monk's nose.

His questioning voice was very loud, and the eyes of the surrounding games were all attracted.

Although interested, there are not many tourists who really want to learn more.

Qiancang took two steps back and opened the distance from Qian Jiangyue.

Is this guy crazy?

He thought to himself.

The two security guards quickly arrived at the Luohan Temple, one-meter-eight, plus a sturdy body, just like two high mountains.

"It's this person who is making trouble. Get him out. If he keeps making trouble, call the police to catch him." The monk had a cold face and wanted to teach Qian Jiangyue a little lesson.

"Sir, please follow us." Two security guards stood in front of Qian Jiangyue.

Qian Jiangyue shook his head without speaking.

The two security guards glanced at each other, and then stretched out their hands at the same time, preparing to grab Qian Jiangyue's arms and pull him out of Chunhuai Temple, but Qian Jiangyue avoided their movements.

"Sir, if you don't cooperate, we can only say sorry in advance." The security guard did not act immediately.

"Needless to say sorry." Qian Jiangyue grinned.

The two security guards looked at each other again, and then rushed directly to Qian Jiangyue. This time both of them stretched out their fists. The target was Qian Jiangyue’s chest. Qian Jiangyue flashed sideways, and then used his shoulder to bump closer to him. The underbelly of the security guard, but his action also revealed a flaw, and he was caught by another security guard.

Without any hesitation, Qian Jiangyue slammed on the heel of her right foot to grab her security guard, with great strength, which can be distinguished from the purple complexion of the security sauce.

Qian Cang looked at all this silently, Qian Jiangyue's unprepared plan in front of him felt a little powerless.

The three struggled together, and both sides fought quite hard.

Seeing that the situation had developed into this way, Qian Cangyi did not watch anymore. He walked to the Buddha statue and applied a handful of scarlet paint with his hand, and then applied the paint to his face, but ran, while running. While shouting, "It's dead, it's dead, and the security guard killed someone!" The shouting became louder and louder.

The unsuspecting tourists were slightly stunned after seeing it ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and did not produce much reaction.

At this time, the monk guarding the Arhat Temple chased up.

Qian Cangyi's rush all the way and crazy rumors attracted countless eyes and security guards, and soon a large number of people followed him.

"Don't get me wrong, someone is making trouble, and there is no dead person at all." The monk can only explain it over and over again.

Some security guards and monks also joined the chasing Qiancang operation.

Amidst the countless chaotic voices, Qian Cangyi heard a sentence that made him interested.

"Hui Jue, why did this happen again, it only happened in a month, don't you want to see the Luohan Temple?"

Qiancang turned his head and saw a monk who was about fifty years old. In addition to his brown robe, a red robe was also placed outside.

"Abbot Qingyuan, I..." The monk named Huijue is the monk guarding the Luohan Temple.

After running around in this way, Qian Cang found that he had returned to the Luohan Temple. At this time, Qian Jiangyue had already dealt with the two security guards, but his face was also full of blood. However, Qian Cangyi didn't see any painful emotions in his eyes, some were just fanaticism.

A group of security guards also appeared in front of him. As soon as Qiancang was stopped, his journey of spreading rumors ended.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" Qiancang raised his hands and signaled that he did not have any malicious intentions.

"Throw these two guys out!" Huijue roared.

He is really very angry now.

"Should the tourists who come to worship the Buddha be thrown out? Do you Chunhuai Temple treat tourists like this?" Qian Jiangyue was upright when she said these words.

"Oh, do I still want to thank you?" Huijue's mouth twitched a few times. "Just when your friend ran a lap just now, the number of visitors to Chunhuai Temple dropped by about one-fifth, you know this is How much does the incense cost?"