It is said that monks are good at Feng Shui and Geography, but as his descendants, Fan Li and others were famous all over the world in physiognomy, which is somewhat a satirical way. In ancient times, this was a deceptive and arbitrary to bear the infamy. No wonder Fan Li's ancestors of all generations never dared to publicize who the sect was, and they refused to reveal any words and kept the secret.

At this time, Fang Yuan also understood a little. Why, a great master of Fan Li, was so interested in Feng Shui layout? It was obviously influenced by the ancestor's monks and planned to trace the root cause.

Of course, this is also a bit of a bit. In contrast, Fang Yuan pays more attention to Fan Li's implications. This article talks about how monks have a relationship with the treasures of the Buddha's kingdom, and the relationship seems to be quite small.

At this time, Fan Li turned his head to look at Monk Lianshan, and said with a smile: "Master, now you should know why I know the rumors of the treasures of the Buddha's Kingdom."

"Amitabha." Monk Lianshan sighed and smiled bitterly, "Master Fan, I never expected that you were the descendant of Master Muzhang, so no wonder you knew very well about this."

Seeing the two of them fighting against mysterious things, He Shengliang finally couldn't help asking: "Master, what's going on with this treasure of the Buddha? What's the relationship with the ancestor Muzhang?"

"The treasure of the Buddha's Kingdom is a huge wealth..." Fan Li said lightly: "I said that the ancestor was entrusted by Buddhism to find a hidden place in Wuyi Mountain to hide the treasure."

"According to the words left by the ancestor, we can know that the ancestor spent a full five years traveling through the entire Wuyi Mountains. Only then did he find a very secret place."

Fan Li said sadly: "It's just that the ancestor was already in his seventies or eighties at that time. When he completed the task, he was about to run out of energy. He sat down shortly after he got home."

Fang Yuan's heart moved and asked: "In other words, does Senior Fan know the specific burial place of the treasures in the Buddha's Kingdom?"

"I don't know." Fan Li shook his head straightforwardly: "The ancestor said nothing. The second generation of ancestors deduced it from clues from all aspects. He just heard of such a thing, but he didn't know the specific details at all."

"Amitabha." Monk Lianshan sighed, "My Making the great righteousness of Zen Master is respected."

"Wait..." At this moment, Fang Yuan asked in surprise: "Master, this is not right."

"What's wrong?" Monk Lianshan was puzzled.

"Didn't you say that the treasure of the Buddha originated from the Five Dynasties period and then lasted for hundreds of years?" Fang Yuan said in confusion: "But Zen Master Mushang was a native of the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty..."

"Master Fang, you can't even think of this?" Fan Li whispered: "After hundreds of years of accumulation, it turns out that the place where money and food is buried will definitely not be able to be stored, so naturally we need to choose another place to hide it. Or, the cunning rabbit has three holes. A burial site is not safe. We must prepare a few more risks to diversify..."

"It seems to be right." Fang Yuan thought, and felt it made sense: "Master, is that the case?"

"Amitabha." Monk Lianshan shook his head and said, "Master Fang, I have already said that I don't know much about the treasures of the Buddha's Kingdom. After all, in the Qing Dynasty, there were clues left, and only some true and false rumors left. You asked me to distinguish which ones are true and which ones are false. I really can't say it."

"That's right." Fang Yuan nodded slightly and stopped asking.

"There is really a treasure..."

He Shengliang was not calm anymore. After all, this was the rampant of Buddhism in southern Fujian for hundreds of years. The prosperity of ancient Buddhism was described as wealth that could rival a country. It is really not an exaggeration to describe it. How rich it is over the past few hundred years is simply unimaginable. But what is certain is that it is definitely an astronomical number.

"What are you excited about?" Fan Li scolded: "Wuyi Mountain is so big, even if you really hide the treasure and let you dig it casually, how many years do you think you can dig it?"

"Uh..." He Shengliang took a deep breath and slowly calmed down. He was not stupid either. After thinking about it a little deeper, he knew that treasure hunting was definitely not an easy thing.

After all, Buddhism in southern Fujian is not a fool. Since we know that there is a treasure in Wuyi Mountain, how could we not send people to dig it? But for so long, everyone has not heard any movement. From this we can know that the hidden secrets of the treasures cannot be easily discovered.

"What Mr. Fan said is very much." Monk Lianshan agreed: "It must be more difficult to find the specific location of the treasure among the vast mountains than climbing to the sky. The despair of Yunwu was delusional and plotted against Senior Brother Daoguo for the illusory treasure. He was really obsessed with greed and obsessed with ghosts."

Monk Lianshan brought the topic back and said solemnly: "Master Fan and Master He, for such a ruthless and unrighteous person, he must not let him continue to be free and punished."

"This is natural." Fan Li said with great emphasis: "Everyone who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors will be punished."

"Since that's the case, I'm relieved." Monk Lianshan smiled, then stood up and said, "Then I'll trouble you two to take action in this matter. Things have changed, and I need to make some arrangements, so I'll say goodbye first."

"……good!"

After some politeness, with the gift from Fan Li and He Shengliang, Monk Lianshan and Fang Yuan left. After things changed, everyone must think carefully about the priorities and pros and cons.

In the car, Monk Lianshan sighed, "Hey, I didn't expect that Mr. Fan was the descendant of Zen Master Musang. This is really unexpected."

Fang Yuan understood the implication of Monk Lianshan's words. After all, Fan Li knew that there was a treasure in Wuyi Mountain, but he lived in seclusion near the mountains for more than ten years. Is it really just a simple study of the Feng Shui Bureau of Youcun? Thinking about it carefully, this reason is indeed a bit far-fetched.

The wealth is touching. Fang Yuan asked himself, after learning that there was a treasure in the Buddha Kingdom, he was somewhat moved. In other words, Fan Li's seclusion may also be for the treasure.

It was not Fang Yuan who used the heart of a villain to judge a gentleman, but mainly because he had just heard about Yunwu, Fan Li concluded that he was trying to make a treasure in the Buddha country. Without any evidence, Fan Li actually associates this aspect, which is somewhat unreasonable.

"Isn't this good?"

Of course, Fang Yuan was not easy to say something, so he could only persuade him: "Just as Senior Fan himself said, the treasure is hidden in the vast mountains, and even if he digs it for a lifetime, he may not be able to dig it out. Moreover, with the help of Senior Fan, it is easier to deal with Yunwu."

If Fan Li also wants to hunt for treasure, then he will definitely be hostile to Yunwu, a competitor, and will be even more ruthless in the attack. This is in his interests.

Monk Lianshan also understood this and felt a little relieved.

In short, an alliance with different thoughts but consistent goals has been established. With the help of He Shengliang, the local snake, various news about the visiting family group naturally came from a steady stream.

Speaking of which, the visiting group really has a bit of decisive and decisive meaning. The day before, he recognized his ancestors and returned to his hometown, and he had a good time and took action the next day.

After two or three days of investigation, the visiting group immediately decided to help the villagers contract the barren mountains to plant fruit trees, and prepared to open a fruit processing plant outside the village. Before the fruit trees were planted, the factory was built first.

With the support of the local government, the cumbersome procedures were completed in one step, and the engineering team came over and built the factory vigorously. For a moment, the villages and outside were full of passionate scenes.

Fang Yuan stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the energetic and rejuvenated villagers, and couldn't help but sigh silently: "If they were to know that this was just a scam, how sad it would be. Yunwu gave them hope, but now we want to destroy this hope, which seems a bit inhumane."

"Amitabha." Monk Lianshan was silent, not understanding what to say. After all, from a certain perspective, their current behavior is somewhat like acting as a villain.

Fan Li did not agree with this statement and shook his head and said, "Master Fang, you misunderstood. You should think this way. It is better to have short pain than long pain. Instead of letting them indulge in illusory hope, it is better to let them return to reality as soon as possible. Even if reality is very cruel, at least there are ways to remedies."

"How to remedy it?" Fang Yuan asked.

"Why do you have to ask questions clearly with your knowledge?" Fan Li smiled and said, "As long as you find the treasure, just spread it a little, and no matter how big the scam is, it can become real."

"Amitabha." Monk Lianshan sighed: "The problem is that treasures are also false. It is difficult to use false treasures to make up for false scams."

"Master, we don't rush to draw conclusions if the treasure is false." Fan Li smiled and said, "Anyway, there are a few people who have gone into the mountains to search for treasures, and there must be clouds and mists. We follow behind, and a mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind. It won't take long before everything will come out and the truth will be revealed."

"Amitabha." Monk Lianshan's expression was solemn: "Master Fan, is the news conclusive?"

"It's not fake." Fan Li said affirmatively: "Sanbao reported news early in the morning that at dawn, several people quietly left the village and went deeper along the back mountain. He led people to hang behind him and followed for half an hour. He found that there was no sign of stopping, and he knew that they must have entered the mountain with a purpose..."

"Going into the mountain with a purpose?" The monk Lianshan was stunned and said in surprise: "Does they have a detailed road map?"

"Maybe." Fan Li smiled and immediately called out: "Okay, don't be too slow, hurry up and chase after me, so as not to lose my goal and fail."

When the others heard this, they felt it made sense. They stopped talking nonsense and immediately turned around and headed towards the deep mountains.
Chapter completed!