"Xiyuan Temple..." Ning Zhenzhen frowned lightly.

As a disciple of the Daxueshan Sect, she is of course very sensitive to temples.

Xiyuan Temple is not a temple of the Daisetsuzan Sect.

There are many temples in Shenjing, at least twenty, of which the Daxueshan Sect only accounts for nine.

There are more than a dozen temples, each with its own believers and eminent monks.

These eminent monks also have second- and third-level masters, but they are rare among them. After all, they are not as deep-rooted as the Snow Mountain Sect.

Xiyuan Temple is just one of them, it is inconspicuous and has little reputation.

Zhao Zhihua said earnestly: "Sicheng, do you want to arrest this monk Shanyun and give him a good trial?"

The wealthy businessman Jing Xiaoliang has a backing, but the monk Shanyun of Xiyuan Temple has no backing. He should be arrested and interrogated. If he can't be found out, it will be an important breakthrough.

"That's inappropriate." Ning Zhenzhen shook his head slowly.

"Sicheng?" Zhao Zhihua was puzzled: "Does Monk Shanyun also have a backstage?"

Ning Zhenzhen said slowly: "Let me go to Xiyuan Temple first to meet this monk Shanyun."

"Yes." Zhao Zhihua responded.

"Sicheng." A lazy voice sounded in the small courtyard.

As soon as Ning Zhenzhen heard this voice, she felt uncomfortable all over and said lightly: "Wang Qingshan, what's the matter?"

Wang Qingshan came in with a cynical smile and clasped his fists: "You have met Sicheng, have you heard about it?"

Ning Zhenzhen looked at him indifferently.

Wang Qingshan smiled and said: "Sir Cheng has not heard of such a big event? Master Fakong is praying for rain outside the east city gate. This rain is caused by Master Fakong."

He pointed his finger towards the sky.

Zhao Zhihua said in surprise: "Master Fakong asked for this rain?"

"It is said that this is so." Wang Qingshan said with a lazy smile, "It is really miraculous and has vast magical powers."

"Then what?" Ning Zhenzhen said calmly.

Of course she knew about it.

Of course she paid close attention to Fakong's affairs, but she didn't go over to take a look. How could she just desert him so casually when he was on duty?

Moreover, she has full confidence in Fakong, knowing that he will not do anything that he is not sure of, and once he does something, he will be completely sure of it.

Wang Qingshan smiled lazily and said: "Master Fakong is so powerful. If we ask him to do a small favor, won't our case be solved?"

He chuckled and said, "He can bring down the rain from the sky. Aren't the people on the ground just a piece of cake to him?"

Ning Zhen was really angry, but his face became calmer: "Otherwise, Wang Qingshan, why don't you ask him for help?"

"I——?" Wang Qingshan shook his head and laughed: "I'm not a beauty, how could I let Master Fakong agree?"

"Then you mean to let me beg him?"

"This is easy for Sicheng. I believe Master Fakong will not refuse, right?" Wang Qingshan laughed.

Ning Zhenzhen said calmly: "You deserve to be beaten again, get out."

"Sicheng, am I wrong in what I said?" Wang Qingshan smiled lazily and looked at her cynically: "Instead of letting the brothers work to death, why don't you just say a word in front of Master Fakong?

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Zhao Zhihua Ning's bright eyes gradually brightened, and he felt that something was not good, so he hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "Brother Wang, it's better to stop talking and walk around. Let's go have a drink."

He said and pushed Wang Qingshan.
Chapter completed!