Chapter 153 One Misstep, Eternal Hate

  Chapter 153:

  Zhang Chaoxian felt depressed, took a deep breath, and finally said: "Disciple, there is nothing to say."

   "Ah..." Fang Jifan looked regretful: "You can\'t hide something in your heart and don\'t want to talk about it?"

  Pindao wants to kill you thief!

  Zhang Chaoxian roared in his heart, but he was still crawling. He felt that his knees were cramped and his arms supporting his body were numb.

  Fang Jifan suddenly snorted coldly.

  If it was said that just now he was still pretending to be kind, with a face full of ridicule, but in the blink of an eye, his face was full of murderous looks.

  However, when the Taoists heard him snorting coldly, their hearts skipped a beat, and they all looked at Fang Jifan in astonishment, not daring to vent their anger.

  Fang Jifan said coldly: "You don\'t have anything to say, so it\'s up to the uncle to say it, first the nephew..."

   Zhang Chaoxian burst out with blue veins on his forehead, Fang Jifan was simply...

  What kind of nickname came out of his mouth, he really opened his mouth, and this sentence, first of all, made him almost faint.

  Fang Jifan said: "Wang Tianbao is the fourth generation disciple of our sect, shouldn\'t he call me Master Uncle?"

  Zhang Chaoxian\'s forehead was dripping with cold sweat: "Yes, yes..."

  Fang Jifan crossed his legs and glanced at Wang Tianbao in the crowd. Wang Tianbao\'s complexion was sallow, his body was exhausted, and his feet were frivolous.

  Fang Jifan continued: "Isn\'t it natural for Master Uncle to teach him?"

"But..." Zhang Chaoxian felt that he should not show weakness to others, and wanted to defend himself, but soon, he realized that he had no way to refute, not to mention, lying here, he and Fang Jifan had completely formed an unequal situation , this Fang Jifan spit out "Xiao Xianxian" and "Xiao Xianxian" at every turn, and he lost whatever he defended himself.

  He said weakly: "That\'s right, Master Uncle is right."

   "So, what else do you have to say?"

   "I have nothing to say." Zhang Chaoxian just wanted to find a crack in the ground and get in.

   "But Master knows, you must be unconvinced..." Fang Jifan said slowly.

  Zhang Chaoxian is old after all, and has always maintained a posture of throwing himself to the ground. His body can\'t stand it. Soybean-like sweat is protruding from his forehead. He is weak: "Submit, how dare you not accept it, disciple."

  Fang Jifan cocked his feet: "Uncle Master, you don\'t seem very convinced."

  Zhang Chaoxian wanted to die.

   Being teased by such a young child, he really wanted to get up and fight Fang Jifan.

   But you can tell yourself rationally, absolutely not, in this world, is there such a thing as a nephew beating an uncle, or a younger generation bullying an elder?

   He gritted his teeth, looked unlovable, and said firmly: "Uncle Master must have misunderstood, no, absolutely not."

  Fang Jifan laughed, stood up, and patted Zhang Chaoxian on the shoulder.

   Zhang Chaoxian raised his head in a very aggrieved manner. This raised his head, his muscles and bones were activated, and he felt a sense of comfort throughout his body.

  He is the actual person in charge of Longquan Temple. Normally, in this Longquan Temple, except for the master, everyone regards him as a god, but now, why did a senior uncle come out halfway?

  But Zhang Chaoxian still had to smile reluctantly at Fang Jifan. Now he just wanted to end this matter quickly and send this plague **** away as soon as possible.

   So Fang Jifan smiled at him.

  He also smiled at Fang Jifan.

  He looked at Fang Jifan, and had an illusion, because he found that this scumbag was smiling very sincerely. Has this young man become a genius?

  So he tried his best to smile at Fang Jifan more sincerely.

  The two pairs of eyes touched each other at such a close distance, Fang Jifan patted him on the shoulder again: "First, my nephew..."

  The smile hanging on Zhang Chaoxian\'s face suddenly became a little stiff. Even with the accumulation of Zhang Chaoxian\'s decades of life in the world, at this moment, his complexion is only a little better than a pig\'s liver.

  Fang Jifan sighed: "Master uncle sees that your complexion is very bad. This is due to kidney deficiency. Martial nephew, you should take care of your body and exercise restraint."

"I..." Zhang Chaoxian bared his eyes, the eyes were bloodshot, and it was extremely terrifying. He had decades of cultivation, and was not proficient in any of them. The basic emotions are not visible, but there are still some, but today, it has been completely broken, no matter how good the acting skills are, it will be vulnerable in front of Fang Jifan.

  One mistake will cause eternal hatred.

If he didn\'t recognize this uncle just now, it\'s fine, maybe he can make a mistake, but he never expected that the young man in front of him was so shameless and degrading, he had to salute because of his master, this salute, The defeat is like a mountain, because you can pretend not to know, but once you salute, the identity of the uncle and nephew will be confirmed. Fang Jifan is really tossing around in different ways. No.

   Now he must not confront Fang Jifan head-on. Head-on confrontation means deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors, which violates the principles of heaven and ethics. But he couldn\'t hold back this breath, Fang Jifan\'s every word was full of the elder\'s care for the younger, but every word in it was like an awl, stabbing Zhang Chaoxian\'s heart, it hurts!

What\'s even more frightening is that, in front of everyone, these seemingly caring words actually severely damaged my prestige in Longquan Temple. In full view.

  He took a deep breath, there was nothing he could do, at least on the surface, he had to endure it.

  The person in front of me is just because the master is confused and has a high seniority, but so what, Longquan Temple is still managed by himself, and he has the final say.

  So he forced a smile: "Thank you, Uncle, for your concern."

Fang Jifan took a deep look at him, this old guy is very tolerant, so he looked at Zhang Chaoxian with a half-smile, Zhang Chaoxian\'s heart was trembling, he was afraid that this guy would make trouble again, he really couldn\'t hold on for long up.

  Fang Jifan said: "Nephew, this Wang Tianbao disrespected his elders, what should he do?"

  When Wang Tianbao heard this, he immediately collapsed. He knew...he was finished.

  Zhang Chaoxian\'s old face was twitching.

  Wang Tianbao and Fang Jifan had a conflict. In terms of seniority, Fang Jifan is his uncle, so Fang Jifan now wants to deal with Wang Tianbao. He has nothing to say: "It\'s all up to the uncle."

   "It\'s easy to handle. Is he a deacon in this fasting hall? He will be dismissed immediately. From now on, let him obediently clean the hall."

Zhang Chaoxian hesitated for a moment. He just wanted to get away now. The incident happened so suddenly that he was not prepared at all. Now, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he had no way to do anything against Fang Jifan, so he had to endure the pain and said: "Uncle Master is right. .”

"Wang Tianbao is in charge of the Zhai Tang and made a mess of the Zhai Tang. In the eyes of my uncle, this has greatly affected the reputation of the temple. As your elder, my uncle is also a member of the Longquan Temple. Thinking of the Longquan Temple Reputation is very worrying."

   "..."

Zhang Chaoxian\'s eyes are straightened, you, Fang Jifan, are worthy of saying such a thing, let\'s look at your own reputation first, Master has been enlightened in the Sanqing Pavilion for many years, so I don\'t know your details, but you have deceived Master, Have you ever lied to others? As for you, a thief, you have the nerve to shamelessly worry about the reputation of Longquan Temple. If Longquan Temple gets involved with you, it will be infamous.

  Of course, he didn\'t dare to say this, he was afraid of being entangled by Fang Jifan in front of everyone, so he forced a smile: "Yes, yes, my nephew must clean up..."

   "It\'s better to hire someone you can trust." Fang Jifan smiled at him.

  Zhang Chaoxian\'s heart skipped a beat, he felt a little uncomfortable, after all, he was an old Jianghu, and he could hear Fang Jifan\'s words.

  Fang Jifan raised his eyes, looking around in the crowd, and finally, his eyes fell on a Taoist: "What\'s your name?"

  The Taoist seemed to have seen a ghost, but hurriedly stepped forward, bowed and said: "Uncle Master, Xiaodao Li Chaowen."

   It is another generation of the word "chao".

  Fang Jifan smiled: "I think you are very good. From today on, you will be in charge of the Zhaitang."

   Li Chaowen\'s face turned green when he heard it, and he wanted to shake his head to refuse, but Fang Jifan looked at Zhang Chaoxian: "First, my nephew, how do you think?"

  There was a trace of coldness in Zhang Chaoxian\'s eyes, and he glanced at Li Chaowen from the corner of his eyes. In the depths of his eyes, there seemed to be something flickering in the deepest eyes.

  It\'s just... this sentence first let the nephew first, and he almost exploded. If he doesn\'t agree, he doesn\'t know what will be provoked, but if he agrees...

  Fang Jifan said with a stern face: "It\'s okay, first, my nephew can think about it slowly."

   "Okay." Zhang Chaoxian was convinced, and now he must make a quick decision, and there can be no further delays, not to mention that it is just a small altar.

  Fang Jifan smiled: "It\'s so good, my uncle is very pleased, ha, it\'s getting late, it\'s time for my uncle to go down the mountain."

  Zhang Chaoxian heaved a long sigh of relief, and forced a smile in a hurry: "I\'ll see my uncle off."

   "No need." Fang Jifan shook his head: "Take care of your body."

  Zhang Chaoxian\'s face became stiff again.

  Fang Jifan yawned: "Let Nephew Chaowen deliver it."

   Zhang Chaoxian actually wanted to send Fang Jifan off, it was just a superficial politeness, but when he heard that Fang Jifan had asked his junior brother Chaowen to send him off, he gave Li Chaowen a meaningful look.

   Li Chaowen\'s face turned pale immediately, he didn\'t seem half happy to be in charge of the Zhaitang, and he followed Fang Jifan out of the Zhaitang like a mourning concubine.

  Life is really beautiful.

  Fang Jifan felt emotional, and took a group of disciples and Wang Shouren down the mountain.

  Then Li Chaowen followed Fang Jifan step by step, hesitant to speak all the way, and finally went down the mountain, Fang Jifan turned his head: "Xiao Li..."

  Li Chaowen\'s face was miserable: "Uncle Master..."

   "Uncle sees that you have something on your mind." Fang Jifan looked at Li Chaowen with a smile.

Li Chaowen\'s body trembled slightly, trying to hide something, but Fang Jifan\'s words pierced his mind, and he finally couldn\'t help it: "Master, Xiaodao was harmed by you. Since Master practiced in seclusion, this view Eldest brother takes care of everything, others dare not interfere lightly, today uncle beat his disciple, but let Xiaodao take charge of the Zhaitang, what will elder brother think?"

  Fang Jifan laughed and said, "Uncle Master doesn\'t care what he thinks, he doesn\'t dare to beat me up."

   What you said... is really heartless.

Li Chaowen was about to collapse, with tears streaming down his face: "But Xiaodao is over, in the eyes of the elder brother, Xiaodao has become a traitor who colluded with the uncle, he will definitely not let Xiaodao go, this Zhaitang is hot to the touch Shanyu, Eldest Senior Brother usually acts arbitrarily and will never allow anyone to disobey him in the audience...Master...Save me..."

  (end of this chapter)