At the entrance of the Lushan Temple courtyard, the white-bearded old man wearing an ordinary monk's robe was standing at the entrance of the courtyard with a kind face. Next to the gate were dozens of disciples in the temple.

"Abbot, are you really going to leave the temple?" asked a middle-aged monk over forty, who was leading the way with a melancholy expression.

"The life and death disaster in my destiny is about to come, but each of you is different. If you stay in the temple, it will probably affect everyone. If there are disciples in the temple who are born out of my affairs, my firm thoughts will also be shaken." The abbot's tone was very firm.

"We will definitely guard the temple to the death and ask the abbot to come back and lead us after the disaster."

“Very good, very good.”

The old man with white beard touched his long beard and walked leisurely towards the mountain. However, on the way down the mountain, Yuelu Mountain, which was originally a key protected scenic spot, was covered with white paper on many road signs and trash cans with some slogans of rebellion.

When the old man walked down the foot of Yuelu Mountain, a group of passionate young men with white bandages tied on their heads were clamoring around a car with a government license plate on their faces, and had smashed the headlights of the motorcycle. A gentle man sitting in the driver's seat was obviously frightened by this scene.

Seeing a young man holding a hammer and about to hit the windshield in front, everyone present recalled a peaceful and peaceful voice in his ears, and the riot with a calm expression gradually began to slowly dissipate around the government vehicles.

"Thank you, Master." The owner, who was puzzled, immediately understood the reason for the matter when he saw the abbot walking towards this side.

"The world is in chaos, and the people's hearts cannot be kept. It is inevitable that such things will happen. Take me to No. 37 Binshui Road and tell me how the situation in Changsha is now."

"Master, please get in the car..."

Government vehicles are driving in the city. On weekdays, it is a bustling city street. Nowadays, only some restaurants are still doing business, and the rest of the shops are closed, and the storefronts are covered with horizontal bars protesting against the incompetent government. After the detailed explanation of the government official in front of him, the abbot also understood the current situation.

"Master, No. 37 Binshui Road has arrived. I wonder if the master can help resolve the incident in Changsha?" The official asked before the abbot got off the car.

"I am just a small stream in this major event. Whether it can be gathered into rivers and returned to the calm sea is not just something I can do alone."

"Thank you for your advice." The young official heard the abbot's implication, and his heart also ignited the belief that he must return the peace of his city.

The waterfront road does not belong to the city center but is located in a border town with a relatively loose population density.

"It seems that it's been 42 years since I was able to return here. The changes seem to be not as big as I imagined. I wonder if my old friend is still here."

The abbot's full name was Ye Shengran. He did not become a monk since childhood and merged into Lushan Temple, but because of some accidents. However, before the abbot was ordained and became a monk, a good friend who could use "a friend of life and death" was settled here.

Although the abbot has not been here for many years, the scenes in his mind are vivid in his mind. After walking through a street, he immediately turned into the alley, walked about 150 meters in a somewhat humid alleyway before stopping in front of a yellowed wooden door.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!" Ye Shengran seemed to be trapped in the memories of the past when he knocked on the wooden door.

"Cruff!" After the old wooden door opened from the inside, an old man wearing reading glasses and cloth shirt poked his head out.

"There are no business these days. You might as well go to another house to ask. How did you find the back door here?" The old man obviously began to speak casually before he could see the people outside.

"Old Lu, I've been missing for more than 40 years. You're still the same."

The old man inside the door immediately became energetic when he heard this voice, "Ye...shengran!" Although he hadn't seen him for more than 40 years, these three words were always imprinted in the old man's heart and will never be forgotten.

"You... forget it, come in and sit in first." After the old man led Ye Shengran into his room, the space was less than 20 square meters, and the layout was simple, just a lamp, an old bed, and a TV that could be regarded as an antique.

"Sit down, I'll make a pot of tea for you."

When the old man brought the tea, Ye Shengran asked, "Old Lu, it seems that your living conditions are quite difficult. Why can't you open a store with the outside world these days?"

"Who said I didn't open a store? I just received a big business early this morning. The other party was a young man. As soon as he opened his mouth, he asked me to make him 10,000 pieces of yellow paper with open yellow paper and paid me 3,000 yuan directly. So I just have to do this for the past few days. It doesn't matter whether the business is done or not."

"Ten thousand yellow papers that have been lit up? Do you know the other party's purpose?" Ye Shengran asked suspiciously.

"I don't know. In short, the other party will come back tomorrow and I will pick up the goods. Today I'm busy. I haven't seen you for more than 40 years. I didn't expect you to come today, and all the past things have passed. Hongqing died of cardiovascular blockage three years ago. I think you have another purpose for this trip. Hongqing's tablet was placed in the room behind me. There is incense paper under my bed. If you need it, just take it."

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"Master, there are no suspicious situations in Qingquan Road to Puhua Road and along the river belt."

Shortly after the clock passed eleven o'clock, Zhang Chen and Xiao Nie met on a high-rise building. The two conducted a carpet search for the three-kilometer radius of three kilometers, but they couldn't find a trace of clue.

"Hey, the other party seems to be extremely cautious in doing things. If Fei Bai and his team plan, the target should hunt ghosts in the near future to recover from the injuries suffered by the body, and his whereabouts will be extremely hidden before the body recovers to its peak. Only the possibility of waiting for the rabbit to capture them is greater. It is almost noon. We will go back to pick up Yizhi and the others for dinner. On the way, you will tell me about the situation of a few supernatural places."

"Okay master."

"I don't know how the two girls get along?"

However, when Zhang Chen returned to Wang Yizhi's room on the top floor of the hotel, the scene when the door opened was that two girls leaned against each other, and they were very happy to point fingers at the soap opera in the TV, which was completely beyond Zhang Chen's expectations.

"That... are you two okay?" Zhang Chen didn't know how to ask about the current situation.

"Hehe, of course it's OK. Senior Sister Xiang Yun turns out to be a great person." Wang Yizhi said as she hugged Xiang Yun tightly with her hands, and rubbed her face against Xiang Yun's cheek.

"Uh... let's go down to have a meal. Zhunying followed the uncle in a group. I'm afraid she won't come back at noon. Let's go down to have something casually?" Although this scene was what Zhang Chen would like to see the most, he always felt something was wrong.

"No, no, how can I eat it casually? Senior Sister Xiang Yun is a guest, Zhang Chen, you have to invite someone to have a big meal."

"No problem..." Zhang Chen nodded, wondering what happened in the short four hours this morning.

However, when the four of them came to the street, Zhang Chen saw a group of hip-hop young men with baseball caps, holding a large stack of white paper and glue in their hands, and pasting something similar to a notice on the electric poles and iron doors of the street.

A young man with yellow hair, wearing pulley shoes, looked at Zhang Chen and the other four like straw, and posted a notice on a pillar next to the four.

"The end of the world comes early, and God will punish people who are in high power and do things in a bad way. If you do not realize at this moment, you will be punished by natural disasters with the human race. Hurry up and join the Wanlun Cult. As long as you join the church with all your heart, the leader will wash away the original sins of human beings and let us live forever in the world."

Obviously, anyone with knowledge and culture and self-analysis knows that this church called "Wanlun Cult" must be a cult organization, and he will take this opportunity to turmoil to strengthen himself.

"Hiss!" Zhang Chen didn't take it seriously at first. Who knew that Xiang Yun, who was standing beside him, yelled off the white paper that had just been pasted on the iron pillar, and squeezed it into a ball and threw it into the trash can on the side. The appearance of the tomboy was fully exposed.

But this scene was naturally seen by the blonde hip-hop man. Immediately afterwards, more than ten young men wearing skateboard shoes surrounded Zhang and Chen.

"How is it? Do you want to fight?" Who knew that Xiang Yun had just provoked her before the other party spoke.

More than ten young men took out the half-meter-long steel pipe prepared early from their waists. Xiang Yun also became a little scared when she saw it.

"Who teared it?"

"Are you blind? Didn't you see me tearing me up just now, and you are still asking questions here knowingly." Xiang Yun was not inferior to the momentum at this moment, which made Zhang Chen on the side smile bitterly.

The golden retriever was angry with Xiang Yun, and picked up the steel pipe in his hand and waved it hard towards Xiang Yun's head.

Zhang Chen thought that this half-watered Taoist priest had some great tricks. Who knew that when the iron pipe fell, Xiang Yun could only close her eyes and wait for the verdict of fate.

"Bang! Crack..." A series of sounds were heard, and when Xiang Yun opened her eyes, there was a little quiet street, a young man who was still fierce before, and one or two young men wearing pulley shoes fled almost madly. Looking at Zhang Chen and his group, there was an incredible fear.

"Go to have a meal! Xiao Nie and I have practiced, and the young people still have no problem. There is also senior sister Xiang Yun. Changsha is in an extraordinary period now. Some things cannot be tolerated, but they also have to consider whether they should meddle in other people's business based on their own abilities. If there are a hundred people coming today, I'm afraid things will not be so easy to solve." Zhang Chen took this opportunity to educate Xiang Yun well.

"Okay, I know. But..." Xiang Yun wanted to defend her stubborn personality, but after looking at Zhang Chen's extremely serious gaze, she still didn't say anything.

"When Xiao Ni and I first came here, we saw a good mutton hotpot shop, just in the block not far ahead."

Zhang Chen smiled slightly and walked in front of him with his hands in his pockets, as if nothing had happened before. Xiang Yun looked at the young man who had fainted on the ground and always felt that his junior was a little strange... (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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