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Chapter 619: Poor Chongguang Temple
Any one of the rare treasures, famous paintings and antiques collected by Chongguang Temple is worth millions or even tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.

Master Jingfa gave most of all his rare treasures, famous paintings and antiques to Yang Fan, and the rest to Bai Liu.

In his words, these things are just a pile of dead objects in Chongguang Temple. The disciples of Chongguang Temple cannot use them or exchange them for money.

Moreover, these things were obtained by the disciples of Chongguang Temple when they interfered in the mundane world, and they should not have been left in Chongguang Temple.

So he gave most of the things to Yang Fan, and the rest to the victim Bai Liu.

With so many good things, Yang Fan naturally didn't hesitate to accept them all.

Bai Liu also accepted that part, but gave it to Yang Fan as a reward for her bringing him out of the eighteen levels of hell.

"Are you going to give me all these things?" Yang Fan asked again.

Bai Liu nodded affirmatively, "There is no use for me to take these worldly possessions, so I'll give them to you."

"That's right. As a fox, you can hunt for yourself, so you don't need money to buy food."

Since he was so determined, Yang Fan accepted them all without hesitation.

But not long after Yang Fan left, Bai Liu regretted it.

Sogoji is not financially wealthy, and this is no joke.

Master Jingfa, Liaokong, and the young monk Xiumi, there is also an old monk in his eighties in the temple. The total wealth of the four of them is less than six-digit savings.

Bai Liu had been in the Eighteen Levels of Hell before, and even during the time he was out, he had been staying in Uehara Village. He had never been to a modern city and had no idea how attractive a modern city was.

When Bai Liu followed Kong out, he found everything curious.

He knew that there were two nice cars parked in Yang Fan's yard, especially the King Kalman. After knowing that it was a modern means of transportation, he asked Kong and the others to buy one for him.

He also wants one of these cool things.

Liaokong and others: "..."

That car is worth tens of millions, and even if they sold all four of them, they still couldn't afford it.

In addition to cars, Bai Liu also set his sights on electronic products, including mobile phones, game consoles, tablets, computers, televisions... he wanted all of these things.

He also likes modern TV dramas and movies very much. He even wants to move a movie theater back to Sogoji Temple and install the most comfortable massage chairs and automatic beds in it...

Liaokong and others: "..."

I can't afford it, and there's not enough space in the temple to set it up.

Bai Liu loves beauty and likes all kinds of nice but expensive clothes.

Liaokong and others: "..."

A piece of clothing can empty their savings. How scary!

Bai Liu likes eating chicken very much. Ever since he learned that he could order takeout on his mobile phone, he has been asking Kong to order several servings of fried chicken, roasted chicken, braised chicken, kiln chicken, beggar's chicken...all kinds of chicken.

Liaokong and others: ...This can satisfy you.

With Bai Liu's reckless spending, the already poor Sogoji Temple became even worse off.

Master Jingfa and his companions once suspected that they would die of poverty before they could see the day when Chongguang Temple would regain its former glory.

This may be the biggest disaster for Chongguang Temple.

Bai Liu was lying on the chaise longue, holding a chicken leg in one hand and a mobile phone in the other. He glanced at the deserted and dilapidated temple, and then at the beautiful but expensive clothes on the phone.

He sighed sadly, "I should have known that I shouldn't have given all those things to Yang Fan."

If he kept one or two pieces and sold them for money, he would have a car, a cinema and nice clothes.

Now he understood why Yang Fan asked him if he was sure.

There are so many fun and delicious things in this era, and he wants everything.

Otherwise, he could kill Monk Kong, go back to Shangyuan Village, and work for Yang Fan, as she has money.

Bai Liu was thinking this in his mind.

But when he thought of those free skills, he felt reluctant to give them up.

Although Liaokong does not have Buddha bones, his talent for practicing Taoism is still stronger than many people. Moreover, he is diligent and hardworking, and his cultivation level increases faster than that of ordinary practitioners.

It’s better to keep this useful training tool for now and let him work hard to make money.

As for Kong, ever since Bai Liu wanted a lot of expensive things, Kong has been in a crazy money-making mode. In the past, he helped people exorcise evil spirits and evil spirits according to fate, and he charged very low fees in order to accumulate merits and blessings.

When entering a special department, I will still take things as they come and accept any tasks assigned by my superiors.

If he is not assigned any missions, he will stay in the temple and practice.

Now, in order to earn money to support a fox with an overflowing desire for consumption, he actively asks to take orders and work, and the money must be paid according to the market price.

……

"Master Liaokong, I know you never pay attention to material things." The middle-aged man smiled hypocritically.

It's obvious that he wants to default on his debt and not pay.

In the past, when encountering such a situation, Liao Kong would generally let it go and not bother with these people, just considering it as doing a good deed.

But now it’s no longer possible, as he has a money-eating beast by his side and he has to earn more money.

Bai Liu turned into a white cat and squatted on Kong's shoulder. When he heard that this person wanted to default on his debt, he immediately became unhappy.

He was planning to pay for the massage chair he had his eyes on after this order was settled.

Without waiting for him to speak, Liao Kong clasped his hands together and said, "Donor Chen, we agreed on the price in advance. One hundred thousand."

This middle-aged man is Chen Qian. His house is haunted, so he runs to Chongguang Temple to ask Kong for help.

It was agreed before that he would give him 100,000 yuan after the exorcism was completed, but now that the task was done, he wanted to default on the debt.

Chen Qian cried poor, "Master Liaokong, one hundred thousand yuan is the living expenses of my family for several years. This is all an unprovoked disaster for me."

"You cultivators are supposed to protect the lives of ordinary people like us."

Lekong sighed, "Donor Chen, you are the one who invited this ghost. If you are not willing to pay, I will let him come back."

Chen Qian loves to drink. Some time ago, he got drunk and went to the cemetery to take a nap. He even urinated on one of the tombstones.

If you offend others, they will naturally not let you off easily.

These days, every time Chen Qian went to sleep, he dreamed that he was lying on the ground and couldn't get up, and someone he didn't know was peeing on him.

Several times he almost died from suffocating his urine in his sleep.

He was so scared that he couldn't sleep anymore, so he ran to Chongguang Temple to ask Kong for help.

Lekong had already sent the ghost away, but if Chen Qian didn't pay, he would let the ghost come back to torment him again.

The smile on Chen Qian's face froze, and he muttered in his heart, "Aren't they said that the monks in Chongguang Temple are kind and generous, and never care about these material things?"

It was because he heard this that he dared to casually offer a price of 100,000 yuan when asking Kong for help.

I should have said less.

"Master, my family really doesn't have that much money..."

"You just received 15 million in demolition compensation not long ago."

"Master, my family is not in good health..."

"No one in your family is sick."

"Master, my son is going abroad to study, and I want to leave the money to him..."

"Your son is already 25 years old, and your grandson is already three years old."

"Donor Chen, if you really don't want to pay, I will let the ghost come back to accompany you."

"..."

One sentence killed the game.

Bai Liu looked at Kong's serious face and wanted to laugh for some reason.

Finally, Chen Qian reluctantly gave him 100,000 yuan. After Kong walked away, he dared to curse, "What kind of monk is this? They are all liars. They even brought a cat with them. What the hell..."

Suddenly, the white cat turned its head and looked at him. The look in its eyes was like that of a ferocious beast looking at its prey. Chen Qian felt a chill on his back and swallowed back all the dirty words in his mouth.

What's wrong with that cat? It looks so scary.

The smile on Lekong's face disappeared in a flash. He took the 100,000 yuan to the mall and bought Bai Liu the massage chair that he liked.