The pilgrims outside heard the noise and rushed into the hall.
Although Taoist Fang was so angry that he almost vomited blood, he was an old monster who had lived for more than a hundred years after all, and he had already mastered the ability to remain calm in the face of emergencies.
He just sat there without saying a word, waiting for the pilgrims to vent their indignation.
Some pilgrims wanted to retrieve their silver from the box, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not get close to the box containing the bank.
It seemed as if there was an invisible wall blocking the way ahead.
This incident soon alarmed the Taoist temple's master and a group of managers.
The pilgrims were forced to make way for them, and the temple master and stewards entered the hall with great trepidation.
When they saw the younger version of their master, they all showed expressions of horror.
"You, who are you?" The master of the temple seemed to not recognize their master at all, as if he was facing a great enemy. "You, what have you done to our master?"
Several Taoist temple managers who came in thought that their master was harmed by the man in front of them, and then he disguised himself as him.
The old man, who had wrinkles all over his face and whose hair, beard and even eyebrows were all white, suddenly turned into a young man in his thirties with shiny skin. Everyone would be surprised.
"I am your great master." Fang Zhiyuan was so angry that he wanted to slap him a few times. He didn't even recognize his own great master, he deserved to be beaten.
"Master, what's going on?"
Fortunately, Master’s voice did not change.
"How did you become so young?"
Taoist Fang had already thought of what to say, and said calmly: "Don't make a fuss, I just turned a disaster into a blessing."
"A blessing in disguise?"
The disciples had no idea what was going on. Could it be possible that the Ren and Tong meridians were opened while being injured
Taoist Fang thought for a moment and lied, "Over the years, I have only grown old because some of my meridians have been blocked and my cultivation has been restricted.
This time, the injury inadvertently opened up the blocked meridians. I have benefited a lot from these days of retreat and achieved some success, which is why I have become younger.
But I'm not used to looking too young, so I just changed my appearance a bit."
Although the Taoists found it incredible, trust in their master had already become an instinct.
As long as it is said by the master, they will believe it.
Of course there was no doubt at all.
"So that's how it is, so that's how it is, it's really cause for celebration!" The managers of the Taoist temple were busy kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and saying words of blessing.
But in the eyes of the pilgrims, their singing and acting are just a play.
“I’m afraid that all the Taoists in the temple are liars.
They say that they look younger after getting hurt. They are just kidding! They are a bunch of liars. They are all liars.
It turns out that there are no old immortals over a hundred years old here.
The Taoists here are all fake and they are all deceiving people."
Looking at the pilgrims who were still filled with indignation, the Taoists looked at each other and were at a loss for what to do.
The pat on the head by the old god is the main source of financial income for the Taoist temple. There are hundreds of Taoists in the temple, and the expenses for food, clothing and other expenses are actually very high.
Some Taoists even married wives at the foot of the mountain and had to support a family.
The Taoist temple here used to be unable to make ends meet, but later a Taoist priest who was more specialized in the business finally came up with this idea of making money quickly.
After this project, the economic situation of the Taoist temple has been greatly improved, and it has finally become prosperous from poverty.
Then, the entire Taoist temple developed in a healthy way, with more and more people coming here to learn Taoism and more and more pilgrims coming.
The incense became more and more popular, and the Taoists lived a more and more comfortable life.
The number of ghost-catching businesses increased, and the skills learned by the Taoists became more and more solid.
Apart from the head-patting project, they feel they are always doing good things.
Sometimes, they even help the poor.
How come he was called a big liar
Some Taoists felt aggrieved.
To put it bluntly, pilgrims are their customers and their gods.
They also have to adopt the attitude of a service provider and make them feel that it is worthwhile to add the extra money for incense offerings here.
If pilgrims have any difficult problems, they have to solve them seriously. Only in this way can they have a good reputation and attract more pilgrims.
But if this matter were to be exposed, perhaps no pilgrims would come to add incense money anymore.
In other words, their source of income will be cut off from now on.
But there are so many people here, how can we silence them? It is impossible to kill them all.
After the abbot pondered for a while, he said to the pilgrims, "Listen to me, our master is indeed our 150-year-old master, absolutely genuine.
But it’s really only because of advancement that I become younger.
Don’t misunderstand me!”
But it was obvious that no one would believe what the temple master said, and the commotion became even more intense.
The abbot held his forehead and gritted his teeth and said, "Well, if you want to return the money, then do so.
Those who have already paid silver have lined up and will get something.
Anyone who hasn’t given money yet can leave.”
However, none of the pilgrims left. They all said that they had paid silver. In any case, there was no formation at all and the group was in chaos.
Who knows who hasn’t given the money yet
Since they all want to be scammers, some pilgrims also want to take advantage of the situation.
"Just this time? Over the years, I have spent dozens of taels of silver, so I should also refund it." A pilgrim shouted.
"I've spent several hundred taels of silver."
Some pilgrims' eyes lit up, and they all said that they had come to the old Taoist priest to touch their heads dozens or even hundreds of times.
If you want to refund, refund all.
Now, the temple master was dumbfounded. If everyone returned dozens or hundreds of taels, that would be too much.
Who knows, people from the surrounding area might hear the news and come to return the money.
What should I do
The matter was difficult to resolve, so the temple master had no choice but to glare at their master.
How should it be solved
There are probably thousands of people in this hall alone. If the pilgrims outside are counted, there may be more than ten thousand people.
If they heard the news, they would definitely ask for the money back.
Taoist Fang looked at the groups of angry pilgrims in the hall, and there was already a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
The only way to solve the problem once and for all is of course to silence them and pretend that this incident never happened.
Otherwise there is no way to end it.
"Close the door of the main hall." Thinking of this, the murderous intent in Taoist Fang's eyes became even stronger, and he ordered his disciple, the master of the Taoist temple.
"Master, what are you planning to do?"
The temple master was so frightened that his heart was beating wildly, and he understood what their master meant.
But he actually didn't want to do that. After all, for a compassionate monk, it was against the will of heaven to kill people indiscriminately.
"What else can we do now?" The old Taoist narrowed his eyes and stared at the pilgrims who were making trouble with murderous intent.
My good reputation of more than a hundred years cannot be ruined by these troublesome pilgrims.
I saw that I was about to succeed and build my foundation. As long as I passed that hurdle, I wouldn't need to borrow my life anymore.
We can't make any mistakes here.
When the door of the hall slowly closed, the pilgrims finally discovered something was wrong. They belatedly realized that the so-called old immortal actually wanted to kill them to silence them.